In the ordinary life of Crayon Shin-chan

Chapter 1540 The house was broken into.



Chapter 1540 The house was broken into.

Misae saw the envelope, startled, then suddenly realized, "Oh right, I moved it there! I completely forgot... Hehehe~"

"You'd better hide better next time." With that, the thief went to the bathroom and opened the toilet lid.

"Ah, don't go!" Hiroshi's eyes widened immediately; it seemed his secret stash of money had been discovered.

"Hey, I've got it, I've got it." The thief raised an eyebrow at Hiroshi's stash of money, thinking, "If you won't let me have an easy time, you won't have an easy time either!"

Misae immediately became happy: "Wow, Uncle is really amazing, he even knew where you hid your secret stash of money."

"That's mine..."

"Who told you to buy a golf club set without permission? This must be confiscated!" Misae said smugly, holding the envelope.

"What? Oh, right, my golf clubs!" Hiroshi realized what had happened and rushed upstairs: "My newly bought set of golf balls, which I left here, has also been stolen!"

The thief was utterly exasperated by these people: "Normally, people who break into houses would never steal something this big. Oh, when was the last time you went golfing?"

"Let me think... the company had a golf get-together last week..." Hiroshi said somewhat uncertainly.

"Did you check the trunk?" the thief asked helplessly.

"Ah! Inside the car..." Hiroshi realized what was happening and laughed awkwardly.

The thief sighed: "There shouldn't be any other losses here, right?"

"Ah! My ring! That gold ring! It was so expensive when I bought it!" Misae suddenly remembered something and exclaimed eagerly.

"Madam, is that the one you're wearing on your hand?" The thief pointed at Misae's hand, saying weakly, "I never want to come to this place again!"

"Ah!" Looking at her hands, Misae suddenly remembered and laughed awkwardly, "So, nothing was stolen from our house at all?"

"But the house is such a mess, it looks like it was like this before I left home..."

They remembered that before they left, Shin-chan and Himawari had turned the house upside down. They had intended to tidy it up, but they were in a hurry to leave, so they had to go first and would clean up the house when they got back.

Thinking of this, the two bowed their heads helplessly and apologized: "We are so sorry to have troubled you today."

"It's alright, you just misunderstood and it was a burglary. But there have been a lot of burglaries in this area lately, so you should be careful. I'll be going now." With that, the thief turned to leave.

"Don't rush, Uncle." Mingxu suddenly grabbed his hand: "You've worked so hard, come on, have some water before you go."

"No, no need." The thief waved his hands repeatedly, trying to pull his hand away from Mingxu's, but found that he couldn't pull it away. He looked at Mingxu with some surprise. This kid, is he that strong?

"Little friend, I have a mission to complete and can't stay any longer." The thief's forehead was beaded with sweat as he tried to break free while forcing a smile, but his eyes kept glancing towards the door.

Mingxu smiled and increased the pressure on his hand, while taking out a small metal whistle from his pocket with his other hand and twirling it between his fingers: "It's just a sip of water. Mom said we should be hospitable when entertaining guests."

No sooner had she finished speaking than a "Waaah!" sound came from downstairs. Xiao Kui was sitting on the ground holding her torn crayon box, with crayons scattered all over the floor.

Misae rushed over to comfort the child, and the living room erupted into chaos. Taking advantage of the situation, the thief suddenly pulled his hand back, but Mingxu let go as if nothing had happened, and even slipped a piece of fruit candy into his pocket: "Take care, Uncle, remember to come back and play again next time."

The thief stumbled to the door and just opened the entryway door.

Just then, there was a loud knocking on the door, accompanied by a clear shout: "Police! Open the door! We received a report that a suspicious person has broken in!"

The thief's face turned deathly pale, his hands froze in mid-air, and his eyes darted frantically toward the door. Hiroshi and Misae exchanged a glance, finally realizing something was wrong—why would the real uncle appear at this moment?

Shin-chan excitedly ran to the door, tiptoeing to open it: "Wow! Uncle's here again! Could it be for real this time?"

The thief rushed forward to stop him, but Hiroshi grabbed his arm. Hiroshi's face darkened: "Who are you? Why are you so nervous when you hear that the police are here?"

Misae also realized what had happened and pointed at the thief, shouting, "No wonder you were stammering and ransacking our house! You're the burglar who broke in!"

The two weren't fools; seeing Mingxu's earlier commotion, they knew they'd been tricked!

The thief struggled to shake off Hiroshi, still trying to appear calm: "Misunderstanding! It's all a misunderstanding! I'm really sorry, Uncle..."

Before he could finish speaking, the door was pushed open by the police outside, and several uniformed officers quickly walked in. Seeing the thief that Hiroshi had caught, they immediately stepped forward and subdued him: "Don't move! We are real criminal investigation officers!"

The thief finally collapsed, his attempts to explain turning into incoherent mumbling: "Misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding... I came to help them investigate the case..."

Mingxu stood at the top of the stairs on the second floor, arms crossed, watching the scene below, a barely perceptible smile playing on his lips. When he was handing out the candy earlier, he had secretly stuck a sticker with a Crayon Shin-chan face on the thief's back—it was one that Xiaokui had left over, and its stickiness was surprisingly good.

"Officer, it's this guy!" Shin-chan pointed at the thief pinned to the ground and added in his childish voice, "He just stole some pudding from the fridge!"

The thief suddenly looked up and glared at Xiaoxin, only to meet Mingxu's gaze. The boy twirled the metal whistle in his hand, made a "shh" gesture with his other hand, and his eyes were full of mockery. The thief suddenly realized that from the moment he entered the house, he had fallen into the trap set by this brat—the bankbook, the secret stash of money, it was all a charade orchestrated by this family! He was furious, but could only watch helplessly as the police handcuffed him.

Guangzhi rubbed the back of his head, patting Mingxu's shoulder with a look of lingering fear: "You brat, why didn't you say so earlier? We almost got fooled by this liar!"

"Would you have believed me if I had told you earlier?" Mingxu shrugged, took out his phone from his pocket and waved it. "I already recorded him rummaging through drawers looking for his secret stash of money. The evidence is conclusive."

Misae suddenly remembered something and hurriedly took a chilled drink from the refrigerator and handed it to the police: "Thank you so much! If it weren't for Mingxu's quick thinking, we would have been in danger today." Looking at the thief being led away, she suddenly exclaimed as if remembering something, "Oh right! He also knew I hid my secret stash of money in the refrigerator!"

The police officers, suppressing a laugh, were recording the case details. One of the younger officers couldn't help but tease, "Madam, the place where you hide your money is quite creative. But you should still be careful in the future; it's best to put valuables in a safe."

Mingxu walked to the center of the living room, looked at the mess on the floor, and suddenly sighed. Xiaokui was crawling on the floor picking up crayons, while Xiaoxin was running around the house holding a commendation sticker given to him by the police.

After taking a quick statement, Hiroshi and Misae breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at the thief being taken away, and then at Shin-chan and Akira with their smug expressions, they were both amused and exasperated—they had almost been fooled by this imposter, thankfully the real police arrived in time.

Mingxu leaned against the second-floor railing, unwrapped a candy and popped it into his mouth. Looking at the chaotic scene below, he mumbled indistinctly, "It's definitely more interesting than cartoons."

That evening, they sat at home listening to the news: "The burglar who was wanted by the police for breaking and entering across the country and was wanted by the police around four o'clock this afternoon has finally been arrested by the police."

"That's quite an impressive feat of breaking and entering," Misae Hiroshi remarked, looking at the photos on TV. "If it weren't for Asahi, we would have been completely fooled."

The television broadcast continued: "This man's name is Kio Tsukio, he is 40 years old, and he does not have a stable job..."

"Tsk tsk, what a fine person, instead of doing anything productive, he only knows how to steal and do petty things. He deserves it."

"That's it."

"Hehe~"

The Nohara family still maintained a joyful and peaceful atmosphere.

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