Chapter 310 Just tell Dad if you need anything.

That shouldn't be possible, right?

After all, the host is so gentle.

This is definitely a plan to gain emotional points!

01. The little paws are clenched into fists, with an expression of unwavering conviction.

Qianzhu glanced at 01, whose expression kept changing, with some confusion.

After Qianzhu's injuries had healed considerably, the five of them flew back to Mihua City.

Just as Kogoro Mouri was about to leave the airport with his four children, a voice called out to him from behind.

"Mr. Mori!"

They turned around and saw a slightly overweight middle-aged man in a suit walking towards them.

The man reached out and shook hands with Kogoro Mouri, a hearty smile on his face. "I didn't expect to meet Mr. Kogoro Mouri here. My name is Takumi Kita. This is my business card."

Kogoro Mouri was initially a little puzzled, but after taking the business card and looking at it, he suddenly realized, "So you're the president of Changming Films! It's a pleasure to meet you!"

Takumi Kita laughed and said, "I won't bother you any longer today, Mr. Mori, but I would like to invite you to my humble abode tomorrow. I have a favor to ask of you."

Kogoro Mouri scratched the back of his head, then readily agreed, "Hahaha, no problem, I'll definitely be there tomorrow."

After exchanging a few more pleasantries, the two parted ways.

Qianzhu turned her head and glanced at Beiling Tuohai's figure, her eyes holding an unreadable expression.

"What's wrong with Chizuru-nii? Is there something wrong with him?" Conan, noticing his gaze, looked at Kita Aya Takumi, then looked up at Chizuru.

Qianzhu shook her head slightly, smiled, and casually patted Conan's head. "It's nothing. I just feel like he looks familiar. But since he's the president of a film and television company, I must have seen him on TV before."

"Oh..." Conan thought about it and agreed, so he didn't pay much attention to it anymore.

In the classically elegant courtyard, a man-made lake ripples gently, its clear water revealing goldfish swimming among the pristine stones. A rockery stands in the lake, and a small, artificial waterfall cascades down its surface.

A wheelchair was parked on the side of the corridor that leaned against the small lake. A refined and aloof young man in white sat in it, his fair and jade-like hands resting on the armrests, his well-defined fingers tapping lightly.

"Young master, lunch is ready." A woman dressed as a maid approached the wheelchair and said respectfully, her eyes lowered.

"Okay, let's go," the boy replied calmly.

"Yes." The maid stepped forward and pushed the wheelchair toward the dining room.

A slightly overweight middle-aged man sat in the main seat, wiping his hands with a towel handed to him by the maid beside him. When he saw the boy being pushed over in a wheelchair, a slight smile appeared on his face. "Yinwu, how have you been feeling lately?"

"Everything is as usual, Father." The boy sat in the seat below the head of the table, letting the maid wipe his hands with a warm towel.

Takumi Kita nodded. "That's good. If you need anything, just tell Dad, and Dad will definitely help you."

Kita Aya's lips curved into a slight smile. "Thank you, Father."

Even with his eyes covered by a white cloth, it did not diminish his indifferent yet elegant demeanor.

...

The next day.

Kogoro Mouri arrived at Kita Aya's residence as promised.

Upon entering, he was stunned by the exquisite and magnificent mansion.

Ran Mouri and Conan, who came with him, were also looking around the retro mansion.