Conan's Science Manga Artist Kudo Yuuji

Chapter 174 Mr. Maori...

"What!!!"

Everyone stood up in surprise. Only Conan sat calmly on the chair, looked at Meimushi who was helping the uncle take off his coat, and smashed the palm of his hand with his fist.

I asked why the name of this store was so familiar. There were times when my uncle was drunk and clamored to eat her oden!

Mouri Kogoro smiled twice at Ms. Miki. He was about to find a seat and have a drink tonight, but when he looked up, he happened to look at his wife and daughter.

"Mr. Maori, can you please wait a moment?" Memushi hung her uncle's coat on the hanger inside the bar, and her own clothes on the other side.

The landlady walked up to Kogoro Mori with a cup of tea and smiled sheepishly: "These guests will leave soon..."

Noticing that Uncle Maori's expression was a little ugly, Meimushi immediately asked cautiously: "If you are really hungry, you can sit at the bar and eat."

Not to mention the Maori mother and daughter with equally ugly expressions, Machiko covered her mouth at this moment, worried that she would laugh out loud and ruin her character.

She glanced at Toru Amuro, then pulled his sleeves and said goodbye to Xiaolan and the others.

If Yuji were here, he could watch the Shura Field openly, but Machiko was not suitable.

When the girl passed by Mouri Kogoro, she bowed down and saluted him. When no one was paying attention, she secretly put a bug on Uncle Mouri's back.

"Mr. Amuro, let's go back to the Mori Detective Agency later." Machiko stretched in the cool breeze.

It just so happens that there is an ordinary hotel near Uncle Maori's house. Let's rent a double room and hear the follow-up of this case.

………

"Don't you think you should explain..."

On the third floor of the Maori Detective Agency, at the small square table in the living room, the couple looked at each other, keeping the atmosphere at home very low. Seeing this scene, Xiaolan and Conan both stepped back to give them room to show off.

"Explain what, I just went to drink."

Mouri Kogoro leaned against the small table with his legs crossed and glanced at Conan who was somewhat gloating about his misfortune.

This kid is not a good guy either...

"Tell me how you fascinated my wife after divorce..." Fei Yingli snorted and turned her head to the side.

"What are you talking about!" The uncle stood up speechlessly, opened the refrigerator and took out two cans of beer, and then took out a thermos box.

He walked into the kitchen, and after the microwave beeped twice, he sat down at the small table with the thermos box.

"I just think that woman is so pitiful after being divorced. I only take care of her business and go out for a drink once in a while."

Mouri Kogoro raised his chopsticks, picked up the hot sausages and soft fries in the thermos, and drank the beer bit by bit.

"Wow! So cool!"

After burping, the uncle turned on the TV and handed his wife a pair of chopsticks: "You haven't eaten yet, do you want some?"

"Dad, how did you know?" Xiaolan picked out the food in the refrigerator, planning to make some food for her parents.

"When I entered that izakaya, except for this woman, you all placed empty bowls, didn't you..."

Mouri Kogoro held his chopsticks in his mouth and took out a cigarette from his pocket. He was about to light it when he realized that he was on the third floor and had to put the cigarette back into the cigarette case.

"By the way, I have something to ask you."

Fei Yingli took the chopsticks but didn't eat. She took out a photo of Hirasawa Tsuyoshi from her bag and handed it to her husband, then sat upright.

Putting down his chopsticks, Mouri Kogoro took a look at the photo, and then threw it on the table: "I seem to have some impression of the person who died a month ago..."

Mouri Kogoro took another sip of wine and turned over the food in the thermos box with chopsticks: "Officer Megure called me the next day. I remember that I fell asleep in the toilet in the office that day, and I didn't know what happened to my pants. Things got wet."

The uncle pointed at Conan with his chopsticks: "That was the day when this kid came back from Dr. Ali's house with tears streaming down his face..."

Wasn't that the day the three childish ghosts at home played a prank on me?

Conan held the juice cup and saw Xiaolan coming out with three dishes, as well as bowls and chopsticks.

"I made tamagoyaki and heated up the stew at home and the beef curry that Akiko sent me."

Xiaolan handed the chopsticks to Conan, divided the bowls and sat down happily.

It was rare for the whole family to be together, so she and Conan didn't eat much at night, so they ate together.

………

"You said that the person you are defending is Ms. Miki's husband?" Mouri Kogoro put down his chopsticks, took the photo of Kotomine handed over by Fei Eri, and tried to recall what happened that night.

"I remember that this man went to Memushi Izakaya that day, about 9:55."

The uncle sat with his wife and pointed to his cell phone: "I was drunk and my cell phone rang, so I went out to pick it up. When I opened the door, I met this man face to face.

Later, he sat in the izakaya for another half an hour, and I don’t know the rest. "

"Nine fifty-five..." Fei Yingli pinched her chin with her hand: "I went to see Officer Megure in the afternoon, and he said that according to the results of the medical examiner, Hirasawa Tsuyoshi's death time was between nine-thirty and ten o'clock. ”

"Forensic doctor, was the deceased dissected?" The uncle looked at his wife in surprise, his somewhat red face smelling of alcohol.

"Well, because Hirasawa just killed a child but didn't go to jail, and now he's been killed again, so public opinion is very strong." Hibiki pushed her husband's face, which was a little close to her, away and covered her nose with her hand, not wanting to smell the alcohol.

"Besides, he doesn't have any family, so there's no need to ask for opinions..."

Nodded. Maori Kogoro held his head with his hands and squinted his eyes: "Anyway, the murderer... is probably Kotomine..."

"If only Yuuji was here..."

The couple's thoughts were interrupted by their daughter. They looked at Xiaolan who was holding chopsticks in her hand and asked curiously: "What does it have to do with Yuuji?"

"Because, Yuuji has the best observation ability, right?"

Feeling the vibration, Xiaolan took out her mobile phone. She looked at the strange number on it and pressed the hands-free button in the sight of the three people.

"Were you thinking just now, if Yuuji was here, it would be great?"

"Yuuji?!" x3

Except for Hibiki Eri, the three members of the Maori family all screamed in surprise.

"It's me. I borrowed a phone."

Walking on the road, Machiko saw Toru Amuro, who had booked a room across the street and waved at him with the room card in his hand, walking across the zebra crossing.

………

"I feel so tired..."

Sitting in the passenger seat of his girlfriend, Jinpei Matsuda stared at the roof of the car half-dead and sighed.

"Three days, seven cases..." He took out a cigarette box from his pocket, lit it with Sato Miwako's car cigarette lighter, took a puff and rolled down the window.

"I'm starting to think if I have a grudge against the god of death."

"It's okay. Three of your cases are suicides, and I have six cases here, all related to Detective Mori..."

Sato Miwako also looked tired. She looked at the traffic light in front of her and slammed on the brakes.

"What's going on?"

"Sorry, I saw it wrong. I thought it was a red light..."

Matsuda Jinpei glanced at Sato Miwako, asked her to park the car in the parking space on the side of the road, and then took her out of the car.

"Uncle Megure gave us a day off, so we won't go back today. Let's find a hotel to sleep in." Officer Matsuda looked at the shops on both sides and held his girlfriend's hand: "It happens to be very close to the Mori Detective Agency. The hotel we went to last time was good."

There was a reader on QQ reading who skipped chapters and didn't know who Fujimine Yuji was. As a result, he scolded me and said that the writing was not reader-friendly. I felt quite wronged...