Transform randomly in Kexue World

Chapter 75 Chapter [-]

Knowing that Martin was entertaining himself, Conan really felt that having a cane on him would make him feel better, so he reached out and took Martin's fortune-telling banner.

'Just' pulling the ligament again, Conan once again felt that the two legs were not his own at all, walking as if his thigh had been chopped off and two wooden sticks were inserted.If Martin hadn't suddenly tricked Xiaolan out for a dinner appointment, Conan would have been lying on the bed for three days and three nights without moving.

He grabbed the wooden stick, but Martin on the other side didn't let go. After pulling it for a while, Conan reacted and said sweetly in a cute and cute voice: "Thank you, Brother Martin!" After passing the fortune-telling flag on the pillar.

With the support on his hands, the pressure on his legs was much less, and the pain was also much less. Conan's brain, which was blocked by pain, suddenly cleared up, and then he suddenly realized what was wrong, and cast his eyes on Martin: Did Uncle just use 'Air Splitting Again'? 'again'!
Martin understood the message Conan conveyed in his eyes, and wrote back: Yes, what's wrong?
Conan stared: The day I was split in the air last time, you were 'Kudo Shinichi'!You said this to your uncle as 'Kudo Shinichi'!
The next day, when Martin met Mori Kogoro as Martin himself, the one who split in the air was 'Corgi Shinichi' who hadn't learned to walk at that time!

Ah?Martin realized that something was wrong. He thought for a while and squeezed his eyes: Uncle Maori is used to being sloppy. To him, you have split your fork for the second time. You didn’t even think about the first split. .

Conan: This...is also possible.

After the team call ended, Martin raised his head, only to find that Kogoro Mori, who was walking in front, was looking back at him with sharp half-moon eyes.

"You two are flirting, what are you doing?"

"It's nothing." Martin walked a few steps quickly, and stood side by side with Mori Kogoro: "I just lament that Conan is really restless, the last time I came to the office to visit Mr. Mori that morning, I also saw Conan limping out. "

Regardless of whether Mori Kogoro is really confused or not, let's make a patch to the plot first.

"Hmph, this kid..." Kogoro Mouri shook his head, wanting to say something.

Then his eyes fell on the fortune-telling flag that Conan was leaning on: "Martin, are you really good at fortune-telling, or are you a scam?"

"It will be true, but when you set up a hexagram stall, you are cheating money." Martin replied: "As the saying goes, secrets should not be leaked. One lottery is five hundred and one hexagram is five thousand. At this price, I want to buy it to show my magical powers." ? Then I’m too cheap. But if you add a ‘ten thousand’ after the price, then there’s no problem with Xunlong Dianzhu Town House to exorcise evil spirits.”

When Martin told the fortune of gin and vodka earlier, he didn't use any magical powers, he was just talking nonsense based on known information and some knowledge.

"Isn't it bragging?" Mori Kogoro didn't believe it: "Can you calculate the result of the horse race?"

"Yes, but my fee must be several times higher than the bonus."

"Hey." Mori Kogoro didn't believe it: "It's true... Well, here it is, here it is."

Just as they were talking, they had already arrived at their destination, a small ramen restaurant with a modest appearance, in the space under the viaduct.

Mao Lilan squinted with her hips on her hips: "Dad, has anyone invited someone to dinner and ended up going to a small ramen restaurant?"

In this day and age, the customers of ramen shops with such a small space are usually men or low-level laborers. It’s fine if they are familiar colleagues. Martin is just a friend who has just met. Such a small shop will give people the impression of being stingy.

"What do you know, this store tastes very good, it is my favorite store."

Mao Lilan looked distrustful: "Aren't your collection stores only all kinds of izakaya?"

"Ramen is very good. I will be distressed if I eat something that looks fancy but I can't get enough." Martin actually doesn't pick and choose as long as he has something to eat, so he opened the curtain and drilled went in.

"Moori, I haven't come here for a long time. Hey, what are you...?" The shop owner greeted Mori Kogoro familiarly, but then realized that Mori Kogoro didn't come alone this time.

But his eyes fell on the other guests brought by Mori Kogoro. There was nothing strange about the beautiful girls, but beside him was a boy wearing round sunglasses and a blue coat, holding a small bench in his left hand. Ordinary guy.Especially when Conan, who was walking in with a fortune-telling banner of "Ask and Fortune Telling", limped in, the expression of the shop owner was even more subtle.

He remembered that Mori Kogoro had been working as a detective these years, right?
"This is my daughter Xiaolan, this is Xiaolan's friend Martin, and this kid who is currently being fostered by my family." Mori Kogoro briefly introduced.

"Ah... oh!" The owner of the ramen shop looked at Martin and Mao Lilan, obviously misunderstanding something: "This is the first time that Mao Li brought his 'family' together."

The store owner pronounced the word 'family' very strongly.

"The only family member is Xiaolan." Mori Kogoro immediately emphasized, drawing a clear line with the other two.

"Yes." Martin agreed, "There is no Conan."

"And without you!"

"It's heartless, Ojisan."

Finally, we were seated under the delicate gaze of the store owner, and Kogoro Mori ordered for everyone.

While waiting for the ramen, the topic turned to Martin's ability: "Just now, Martin, you said that besides being able to calculate the number of a horse race, what else can you do?"

"There are many. Finding dragons and acupoints, subduing demons and eliminating demons, town houses and exorcisms are all proficient. I invite the king of heaven to build a tiger, and build a pagoda to suppress river demons."

"It's still subduing demons and eliminating demons. Are there really ghosts in this world?" Mori Kogoro said disdainfully.

"Sometimes there will still be." Martin turned his head with a smirk: "Is it Xiaolan?"

"That's not true." Xiaolan crossed her arms, turned her head and said, "There are no demons and ghosts in this world!"

The more people are afraid of ghosts and ghosts, the more they emphasize this. This is not only pretending that they are not afraid of the people around them, but also deceiving themselves.

Even if there are monsters, they were conjured up by the evil Mr. Martin to scare me that day!

"Not necessarily, little girl." An old man's voice came from the side, it was an old man who arrived at the store earlier than them and was already enjoying ramen: "Maybe there are really ghosts in this world."

Martin's eyes lit up, he got up and ran to sit next to the old man: "So the old man has really seen a ghost?"

"Yes." The old man smiled sinisterly: "And I'm living in the same apartment as the ghost, do you want to come and see?"

The essence of ramen is soup, and the noodles cook quickly. Martin was about to ask the old man a few more words, and their noodles were ready.

In addition to the light salt ramen for Mori Lan, Mori Kogoro ordered three bowls of soy sauce tonkotsu ramen.

"It looks good, just looking at it makes me hungry." Martin, who quickly dropped the old man and ran back to his seat, expressed his thoughts, but frowned after picking up the disposable chopsticks beside him.

Then his eyes lit up, and he took out the 'stick holder' - chopsticks holder from his arms.

While Japanese chopsticks with pointed ends are not as easy to handle, they are better than short, thin disposable chopsticks.

Mori Kogoro caught a glimpse: "You brought your own chopsticks? Lend me a pair."

After handing a pair to Mori Kogoro, Martin also handed a pair to Mori Ran and Conan.

Conan looked at the chopsticks in his hand, and suddenly realized that the pattern of the chopsticks looked familiar. They were the same type of chopsticks from Dr. A Li's house—clearly they were the chopsticks from the doctor's house.

Just as he was talking, Martin's phone rang: "Hello? This is Martin."

"Martin, the chopsticks at home are missing, do you have any idea?" Dr. A Li's voice came with resentment.

"Well..." Martin looked at the chopstick holder at hand: "I picked it up as a wonderful tool for fortune-telling. Doctor, you can eat it with a spoon tonight."

Dr. A Li's voice became even more bitter: "But the noodles for dinner are already cooked."

"I take the chopsticks first, and cook the noodles later." Martin began to force his words: "So it is the responsibility of the person who cooked the noodles without checking the chopsticks, that's it."

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"... That's it." Dr. A Li held the phone in his hand and had hung up the phone, looking at Hui Yuanai who was cooking on a small bench in the kitchen: "That's what Martin said."

Hui Yuan, who was chopping vegetables, let out a sigh, with a gloomy face, and cut down the kitchen knife vigorously. 'Slap' cut a cucumber into two sections.

(End of this chapter)