Conan: Ran, don't turn around, I'm a washing machine.

Chapter 107 Meeting Ayako

"Is it because you've given all your love to your youngest daughter, Sonoko, and you don't love your eldest daughter anymore? From now on, I won't call you Dad anymore, because you don't love me at all."

Suzuki Shiro was completely baffled; what was all this about?

What's most infuriating is that he was on speakerphone, and Sonoko and Tomoko Suzuki were listening right next to him. What kind of nonsense is this?

Where is the authority of the head of the household?

Sonoko and Tomoko Suzuki initially covered their mouths and chuckled, but later they burst into unrestrained laughter.

The sound was so loud that Ayako heard it and laughed.

"Alright, is your place safe? If not, come home. There are plenty of security personnel here, and they are all trustworthy people."

Ayako was deeply moved by his words, but she still politely declined.

"I haven't been in a good mood lately, so I came here to relax. It's also very safe here."

"Hmph, where's your boyfriend? He's not with you, is he?" Suzuki Shiro sneered and said disdainfully.

"Dad, don't make wild guesses. I'm all alone here right now, the rest are all maids, there's not a single man here," Ayako said helplessly.

"That's good." Suzuki Shiro breathed a sigh of relief.

Just then, the doorbell rang again. Ayako wondered who could be coming at this hour.

She said into the phone, "Dad, someone's here, wait a moment."

Then she walked to the door, opened it, and saw that it was Su Xingbo. Su Xingbo stood outside the door with a serious expression, and only showed a slight smile when he saw that Lingzi was safe and sound.

"Why are you here?" Ayako asked in surprise.

"I heard you were in a bad mood, and I was worried about you." Su Xingbo scratched his head; actually, he had come to check on things.

Upon hearing a male voice on the other end of the phone, Suzuki Shiro immediately tensed up and asked, "Ayako, who is it? Is it that brat?"

Ayako helplessly put the phone to her ear and explained, "Dad, it's not what you think. Xingbai is my boyfriend. He came to see me when he found out I was here."

"A weasel offering New Year's greetings to a chicken is up to no good. Don't you understand such a simple truth?"

"Oh dear, Dad, I have guests here. I have to go now. We'll talk later." With that, he hung up the phone without waiting for a reply.

"Hello, hello. Hello!!!" Suzuki Shiro shouted into the phone, but when he found there was no sound, he glanced at his phone and saw that the other end had already hung up. He angrily threw his phone heavily onto the sofa.

"You two are still laughing? Your daughter is about to be kidnapped by someone else, aren't you worried at all?" Suzuki Shiro said to Suzuki Tomoko and Sonoko, who were sitting on the sofa laughing like geese.

“Ayako is all grown up. She knows what she should and shouldn’t do. Why are you so worried?” Tomoko Suzuki chuckled.

Shiro Suzuki plopped down on his chair: "Yeah, let's just let her be."

“That’s right, that’s right. My older sister can handle things on her own now, these are nothing.” Sonoko lay on Suzuki Tomoko’s lap without any regard for her image, eating potato chips as she spoke.

Shiro Suzuki rolled his eyes at her; neither of his daughters was easy to manage.

Back at the villa by the sea in Izu.

Ayako happily took Su Xingbai's hand and led him to the sofa. The two were very close, with Ayako's legs curled up on the sofa as she looked at him curiously and asked.

"What brings you here to see me today?"

"I just came to see you. Has anything been wrong lately?"

"You mean this? Two groups of people came this morning," Ayako replied.

"Oh?" Su Xingbai turned to look at her, asking with concern, "Did anything happen?"

Ayako shook her head, her head bobbing like a rattle-drum, her ponytail swaying with it: "No, the first group of people came were two women who claimed to be FBI agents and had guns on them. We're not sure what their purpose was."

"The second wave is Mr. Kurosawa and his henchmen who sent us money. He said he wanted more finished products of the new trackers. I agreed. You can go to the factory and get some finished products for him."

Oops.

It's surprising that the FBI still dares to show their faces. But are they really that weakened? It's quite strange that a whole group of them is women.

"Okay, I'll go to the factory to pick up some finished products in a bit."

This stuff is selling very well right now. With the Black Organization's 300 million investment, the business has even expanded overseas.

This thing is a revolutionary product with applications in many areas, especially in these not-so-peaceful times.

Sales are particularly good in countries where firearms are not banned; the demand is high and the products are frequently repurchased.

"Why are you in such a hurry to leave? Won't you stay with me a little longer?" Ayako said coquettishly, leaning on his shoulder.

Su Xingbo gently stroked her delicate nose and responded tenderly, "Silly girl, I came here to keep you company. You can decide when to leave. As for Heize, it's okay to send him off later."

"Hehe, I was just kidding. Business is more important. But I think the touchscreen phone you mentioned to me before has a lot of potential."

"That's for sure. Right now, we still need to use a stylus to touch the screen. What we're developing is a device without physical buttons, where input is entirely controlled by the touchscreen. Touchscreen phones are different from new trackers, so the market will be huge. We want to develop touchscreen phones before our competitors do, then mass-produce them, hold a press conference to promote them, and finally, make a killing on sales!" Su Xingbo became more and more excited as he spoke, as if the money was already in his pocket.

“That’s right, then we can be together openly. I think this project is more promising and has a better future than the new tracker.” Ayako was also looking forward to it.

This is destined to be a long time; the development of any new technology requires a long journey.

However, for him, it just takes a little time. He's a man with superhuman abilities; programming is as easy for him as drinking water.

Once they've got the equipment set up, he can then work on the operating system and applications, which is just for his own convenience.

He was also very skilled at using connections, which meant he essentially had thousands of eyes watching over everything in the world.

If you have a cheat code and don't use it, wouldn't that be foolish? Before, I didn't have enough money, nor did I own a decent factory, let alone anyone I could trust.

That's why this matter has been delayed for so long.