Conan: Live in the Maori Detective Agency at the beginning

The sky is dry and things are dry, so be careful about the fire.

It is late October, the autumn season.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Ayumi stood in front of the gashapon machine wearing a pink windbreaker with white fur edges.

She rubbed her hands together, then took out a 100 yen coin from her pocket and put it in.

He stretched out his hand and twisted it, and a Kamen Rider capsule fell out.

"Ha." Ayumi picked up the capsule toy with an excited smile on her face, and thought to herself, I hope it's a hidden version.

Suddenly, a strange voice muttering something came into Ayumi's ears. She turned her head and saw a nervous man wearing a brown coat and a hat walking out of the alley.

Ayumi watched the man get into the car and leave, and she felt something was wrong.

Suddenly two loud noises were heard, causing Bu Mei to turn around and look.

Mao Lilan crossed her arms, glanced at Mao Li Kogoro and complained: "Dad, you want to sneak out to drink."

"No, I just came out to discuss business." Kogoro Mouri touched his head and argued cunningly. As long as he denied that he came out to drink, he could get rid of his restraints!

"Ayumi, what are you doing here so late?" Xingchen was walking in front and noticed Ayumi's figure. He walked over and asked curiously.

"Hey, good evening, Chen, Sister Xiaolan, and Uncle Maori." Ayumi waved.

"Good evening, Ayumi." Ran Mao Li waved in response.

"Where's Conan?" Ayumi looked around and didn't see Conan, so she asked.

"He went to Dr. Agasa's house to discuss our outing this Saturday and Sunday." Xingchen put his hands in his pockets and said, "Now, sister Xiaolan and I came out and caught uncle who was trying to drink secretly."

"The doctor has already said that uncle needs to quit drinking. I didn't expect his addiction to relapse so quickly." Xingchen crossed his arms and shook his head.

"I just want to have a sip." Maori Kogoro begged. Maybe Xingchen was watching him too closely these days.

I haven't had a drop of alcohol in the past few days.

"Okay, I'll give you one can of beer, no more." Mao Lilan sighed helplessly. She still knew that it was more important to ease the traffic than to block it, so she walked to the convenience store next to her and murmured, "Really."

"I'm sorry to have embarrassed you." Xingchen said embarrassedly, touching his head.

"It's okay." Ayumi said.

"Ayumi, what are you doing here?" a fashionably dressed woman came over and shouted.

Ayumi said to her mother: "Mom, I just met my friend."

"Oh, it's you. What a good kid." The woman said when she saw Xingchen nod.

"Ahaha." Xingchen touched his head and felt a little embarrassed. They had met each other in the last open class.

"It's Ayumi's mom. Long time no see." At this time, Mao Lilan walked out of the convenience store and greeted.

After that, Mao Lilan chatted with Ayumi's mother for a few words, and Ayumi's mother took Ayumi away.

"It's getting late, we should go back."

"Hi~!"

Ten minutes after they left, a building not far away caught fire.

The next day.

Metropolitan Police Department.

"I see." Sato Miwako sat on a chair, opposite her were the members of the Junior Detective League.

Xingchen did not expect that he would be taken to the Metropolitan Police Department by the three little ones early in the morning.

It was because last night, before they met Ayumi, Ayumi saw a suspicious-looking man walking out of the alley.

After they left, a fire broke out in a nearby building.

Fortunately, no one was in the building at the time, so there were no casualties.

"What do that man's eyes look like?" asked Miwako Sato, who was holding a drawing board in her hand and seemed to be sketching the criminal.

"Well, how should I put it." Ayumi pointed at her face and was a little conflicted, because the images of several uncles appeared in her mind.

Finally, after she made her decision, she pulled up the corners of her eyes with both hands and said, "It looks a bit like a fox, just hang it up like this."

"Ah~." Behind her, Haibara Ai yawned, feeling a little sleep-deprived.

"Single eyelids with slightly raised corners." After writing and drawing on the drawing board, Sato Miwako showed it to everyone and said, "So this is what this person looks like, right?"

"Not at all." Ayumi said, looking at the portrait of the cartoon character in front of her.

"..." Xingchen looked at the cartoon portrait in front of him and thought, whether he could catch it with this painting is another matter, he should understand it first.

"You're really bad at drawing." Yuan Tai said mercilessly.

"That's right, it's exactly like a child's graffiti." Mitsuhiko agreed.

"Is there no one else except you?" Haibara Ai said.

Sato Miwako's eyes widened and her face flushed with embarrassment. She quickly retorted, "I can't help it. Mr. Tomokawa, who specializes in portrait painting in the hall, happened to have a cold and called in sick today."

"Hey!" the three little ones said in surprise.

"Let me have a look." Takagi Wataru suddenly came over, took the portrait from Sato Miwako's hand and said.

When Takagi Wataru saw the portrait for the first time, he couldn't help laughing and said, "I'm not saying that, Officer Sato."

"What's wrong?" Sato Miwako said with her arms folded across her chest.

"Even if there really is no one, I'm afraid you can't show your painting to the investigators." Takagi Shigeru told the truth.

"This painting." Shiratori Renzaburo happened to pass by them and saw the painting in Takagi Wataru's hand. He touched his chin and said, "From the perspective of surrealism, it's pretty good."

Xingchen thought to himself with shame that what Takagi Wataru said was really honest, while Officer Shiratori's words were more emotionally intelligent.

"Ha, what are you talking about. If you are willing to paint for me, I would love it." Sato Miwako looked at the two of them, took the painting and said slowly.

"No! I don't know anything about painting." Takagi Wataru quickly rejected it.

"I'm only good at Impressionism." Shiratori Renzaburo would not take over this matter, so he left quickly after he said that.

"Officer Shiratori!" Takagi Wataru turned around and shouted repeatedly, watching Shiratori Renzaburo leave, he thought to himself, this guy slipped away so quickly.

"By the way, actually we are not sure whether the man that Ayumi saw was really the arsonist, right?" Seeing this, Takagi Shigeru quickly changed the subject.

"What are you talking about! You mean Ayumi is lying, right?" Mitsuhiko said dissatisfiedly.

"Don't look down on us just because we are kids." Yuan Tai said with his hands on his hips.

"Don't be angry. Ayumi, you didn't see that man setting the fire yourself."

Miwako Sato, who was standing next to her, looked at the painting in her hand and thought helplessly that it seemed that the painting failed to achieve its purpose.

"I think Ayumi is right. According to Ayumi's description, when a man was walking in a black leather coat and leather gloves on his hands, there was a foul smell of kerosene around him." Conan believed Ayumi's words and said seriously.

"He came out of the alley near the fire scene with an evil smile on his face."

"This description sounds like an arsonist. It's hard to imagine this person is a normal person. This explanation is also hard to justify."