Chapter 847

"Okay." Anderson nodded.

Then he ran to the door by himself and bounced down the stairs.

Luther closed the door to his apartment.

He sat back down in the couch, set a new password, and tried the

firewall again. It was very good, and it was exactly up to the standard

he was looking for. He didn't need to do anything else.

He was so surprised that he could not digest what he had seen until

now.

He sat on the couch, dazed and confused. His mind was now a total

mess.

Not long after, there was another sound from the door.

Judging from the commotion, it should be Kane and Joyce.

Luther got up, walked to the door and looked out from the peephole.

Sure enough, she was wearing a loose, casual blue hoodie today,

exactly a match with what Anderson wore, and she was holding

Anderson’ little hand with a gentle smile on her face.

Such a soft smile of extreme tenderness was something he hadn't

seen.

He didn't even know that she, who was usually cold and arrogant and

difficult to approach, also had such a gentle side.

Kane said as he walked away, "Sister, just now we should take a look

at the room before we did the paperwork."

“It's okay. I trust your taste, and I'm not fussy about where I live. It

would be a waste of time going over both places.” Joyce said.

“It is not really big in size. Two bedrooms and one bathroom.”

“The most important advantage of this apartment is that they get a

better kindergarten.”

“Vages Kindergarten is a well-known kindergarten in the Capital. Many

children from those noble and powerful families go there.”

“There is a pathway inside the neighborhood that leads specifically to

the kindergarten, and you don't even need to cross the street.”

Kane told her every detail.

He squatted down and rubbed Anderson's head and asked Anderson,

"Anderson, you can go to kindergarten tomorrow, are you happy?"

“Not happy.” Anderson pouted. “It's just a bunch of kids. They don't

know anything, and there is nothing we can talk to them about. It's so

boring.”

"..." Kane was speechless.

He then knocked gently at Anderson's head, "Don't forget, you're a little

kid too. You're not even four years old."

"Bullshit. Can I be the same as they are?" Disdain skimmed across

Anderson's pink face.

Joyce frowned, reached out and rubbed his eyebrows. Anderson was

so arrogant, and he was really more and more like Luther. Genes were

simply so powerful.

Having such a talented son was also a headache.

Growing up, Anderson had a hard time communicating with kids his

age.

She knelt down and reached out to gently caress Anderson's little face.

"Mommy, can I not go to kindergarten?" Anderson blinked his big eyes

and looked at her expectantly.

Joyce shook her head and pursed her red lips, "No. Oh, no. Anderson, I

know you know a lot of things. But, after all, you are so young, and you

need more contact with children of the same age. Mommy promises

you that when you go to elementary school later, we'll apply for grade

skipping, okay?"

After all, she still wanted her child to grow up like a normal child.

Although his mental age was far beyond that of an average child, he

was not really able to take care of himself.

They would have to wait until he was older and before they could

consider something like grade skipping.

"All right. I will just think of me as Detective Conan."

Anderson was reluctant but had to shrug helplessly.