Conan's Almighty Extraction

In the early morning, the small door on the right side of the main gate of Mihua Prison was opened, and a thin man wearing a worn coat came out from it.

The glare of the sun was shining, making him stretch out his arms to cover his eyes like a conditioned reflex. After adapting to the sunlight, the corner of his mouth raised a seemingly dangerous arc, and then he turned and left without hesitation. The voice of the words dissipated in the air along with the sound of the wind.

"Ho ho ho ho. It's finally out. Mori Kogoro. I'm here for you."

……

At the same time, Baiyan Maha also came out of the room, and found Xiaolan sitting on the sofa in the living room in a daze with blank eyes, looking preoccupied.

Bai Yanzhenyu couldn't figure out what happened to make Xiaolan, who was usually full of energy, look like this, so he couldn't help asking: "Xiaolan, what's wrong with you?"

"Brother Zhenyu, good morning."

Xiaolan barely showed a smile, and after greeting Bai Yanzhenyu, she was worried and embarrassed and said: "Brother Zhenyu, it's really nothing serious, but I had a bad dream last night."

"Bad dream? What dream?"

Bai Yanzhenyu felt relieved, and joked with a smile: "The dream that can affect your emotions, is it the dream of your family's Xinyi cheating?"

After hearing Baiyan Zhenyu's ridicule, Xiaolan's whole cheeks turned red, and she said coquettishly, "Brother Zhenyu!"

"Haha, I'm not kidding, what kind of dream did you have?" Bai Yanmao showed a little curiosity about the content of Xiaolan's dream.

"Last night, I dreamed that I met my mother in a ruin. When I was about to run to her, my mother stopped me, and then my mother was shot. Then I woke up."

After Xiaolan told Baiyan Zhenyu about her dream, she asked anxiously: "Brother Zhenyu, do you think this dream indicates that mother will be in danger?"

Bai Yanzhenyu was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head, and comforted him: "Don't worry, Xiaolan, haven't you heard of it? Dreams and reality are opposite, and my aunt is not an unreliable uncle, so naturally nothing will happen. Yes, if you are really worried, just call and ask."

"Well, that's right. I'll call my mother right now, and ask my mother to have dinner with me by the way."

Xiaolan felt that Shiraiwa Maha's suggestion was very reasonable, so she immediately called Feiyingli to remind Feiyingli to be careful, and made an appointment with her at a French restaurant called "Flowers" at seven o'clock tonight. dinner.

After hanging up the phone, Xiaolan felt happy, humming a song while preparing breakfast for everyone.

Soon after, Mori Kogoro and Conan also got up, and after washing up, they sat down and had breakfast together.

After eating, Xiaolan cleaned up the kitchen, and then went back to her room to change a set of clothes.

"Father, Brother Maha, Conan, Sonoko and I have made an appointment to attend Mr. Nishina Minoru's new book signing event. You can cook for yourself at noon today."

After explaining these words, Xiaolan waved to everyone and left the Maori office happily.

Not long after Xiaolan left, the door of the office was pushed open, but it wasn't the guests who came in, but Conan's classmates—Ayumi trio.

"Uncle Mori, brother Maba, good morning."

The three of Ayumi asked Shiraiwa Maha and Mori Kogoro politely, and then said to Conan with great interest: "Conan, Dr. Agasa has agreed to take us to visit the Toto Aviation Memorial Museum, hurry up and go with us. "

"That's fine."

Conan was going to refuse, but seeing that Ayumi and the others were so happy, he didn't say anything disappointing.

"Uncle Maori, Brother Maha, then I'm going out too."

After obtaining the permission of Mori Kogoro, Conan and Ayumi also left together, and the office suddenly became quiet.

"Hey, one or two are gone, so take a day off today and continue working tomorrow."

Seeing Xiaolan and Conan both going out to play, Mori Kogoro's mind became active, and he found a 'reasonable' excuse for fishing.

Mori Kogoro said with a sneer: "Ahem, Maha, I'm going to play mahjong with some horse betting friends. If Xiaolan calls back, you can help me find a reason to deal with it."

"Well, I see."

Shirayan Maha agreed to Mori Kogoro's request, but remembering his past "brilliant" deeds, he specially reminded: "But uncle, remember to come back early, don't forget the time when you play like last time, if you delay the evening Xiaolan won't let you off when it comes to having dinner together."

"alright, I got it."

Mori Kogoro hummed, and left impatiently, not knowing if he had kept the words in his mind.

After the three of Mori Kogoro left, Shiraiwa Maha was also about to go out for a stroll, but received a call from Editor Meiyue.

Bai Yanzhenyu answered the phone and asked with a smile: "Sister Meiyue, what can I do for you?"

Editor Meiyue didn't answer, but sighed heavily, and said, "Oh, Mau, have you noticed something recently?"

"This." Hearing Bai Yanzhenyu scratching his cheek, he didn't understand, so he asked: "Sister Meiyue, what exactly are you talking about? I don't know very well"

"About the model author who submitted manuscripts at the beginning of each month and never needed editorial reminders, and became a salty fish who hadn't moved before the deadline!"

The deep resentment revealed in Editor Meiyue's tone made those who didn't know that Baiyan Maha did something unforgivable to her.

"Ahaha, this."

Bai Yanzhenyu touched his nose in embarrassment, and immediately went back to the room to turn on the computer, created a new document, and entered the subtitle of the new volume of the novel on it, opened his eyes and said nonsense: "I'm writing, I'm writing Already, it’s only a few hundred million points away from completion.”

"Hmph, Maha, you can't study like other authors, or I will personally watch you complete your work, of course, in the writing room prepared for you by Leijian Library."

Editor Meiyue threatened Baiyan Maha with 'violence' and then hung up the phone. If nothing else happened, he should be urging other authors who delayed the manuscript.

"Hey, I won't go out anymore, I will try my best to type today."

Shiraiwa Maha wiped off the cold sweat that didn't exist on his forehead, gave up his plan of going out for a stroll, and started writing a new volume of novel.

An hour later, Shiraiwa Maha heard a knock on the door of the office downstairs, so he walked over to check the situation and found a thin man in a worn coat.

Baiyan Maha thought that a guest had come, and greeted him warmly: "Hello, this is the Mori office. Mori Kogoro is not at home now, can you tell me what you need to entrust?"

"It's nothing, since Mr. Maori is not at home, then I will come again next time."

The skinny man shook his head, turned around and left without explaining why he came.

"weird guy"

Bai Yanzhenyu muttered in a low voice, so he didn't continue to care about this man, and returned to the room to continue writing novels.