Conan kissed me again and again, and Huiyuan was stunned

"Lack...defects?"

Mouri Kogoro was stunned.

Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi had sharp hearing. They put down their ceramic cups at the same time and turned to look at Kikuemon in unison, their cute faces filled with confusion and puzzlement.

"Correct."

Kikuemon dragged out his words with a full sense of rhythm, his left index finger hanging in front of his left shoulder, and criticized seriously:

"For example... ahem, last month..."

Kikuemon snorted in mock dissatisfaction and was about to tease Mori Kogoro.

"Hey, father-in-law, don't pretend to scare Detective Maori!"

Tsuchiya Mashiko stood up, put her hands on the tray and pressed it against her thighs, looked at Kikuemon with a smile, and said softly and teasingly:

"Why don't you just speak frankly~?

Say you are a big fan of the famous detective, Mr. Maori Kogoro!"

Kikuemon's old face turned red and he looked at Tsuchiya Mashiko awkwardly, and was about to pretend nothing had happened and deny everything.

Dongfang Haoyue supported his legs with his hands, turned to look at Mashiko, and repeated the gossip:

"A loyal fan~?"

"Yup!"

Tsuchiya Mashiko looked at Ran's family who were looking at her curiously, and revealed with a gentle smile:

“Whenever the Maori detective solved a case, my father-in-law would get extremely excited!

A few days ago, I forgot to cut out the newspaper news about the Maori detective, and my father-in-law scolded me~!"

"Uh......"

The corners of Xiaolan's family's mouths kept rising, and they were about to laugh out loud in a strange way.

Kikuemon was sweating profusely from anxiety. He leaned forward slightly, and blocked his chest with his hands in panic. He shouted loudly in an attempt to change the subject:

“That, that!”

When Xiaolan and her family heard the noise, they all turned their heads and looked at Kikuemon without saying a word, their eyes gradually narrowing.

Seeing that the matter was exposed and irreversible, Uemon stood up, pressed his left hand to his temple, and laughed heartily:

"Ahahaha, that's the truth~!"

The voice just fell.

"Yo."

A middle-aged man wearing a dark green sweater and with a strange appearance.

He stood on the dirt ground under the open-air corridor outside the gate, looking at Maori Kogoro happily and greeting him in a friendly manner:

"Drinking tea, Maori Kogoro!"

Xiaolan's family was slightly startled, and looked at the middle-aged man in surprise, and unexpectedly discovered...

A young man with a delicate appearance, wearing an open red coat with a light grey lining.

He stood to the right of the middle-aged man, bent over greatly, supported the corridor floor with both hands, looked at Maori Kogoro excitedly, and judged happily:

"Amazing! It really is him!"

at the same time.

Maori Kogoro sat upright, supporting his legs with his hands, staring intently at the two men outside the door, and asked calmly:

"who are they?"

"They are my apprentices. Let me introduce them to you!"

Kikuemon extended his hand towards the middle-aged man and introduced him in a serious manner:

“This is…Yoshihiko Arita.

His skills have improved a lot recently, and his works are getting sharper and sharper!"

"Oh, I see."

Kogoro Mori looked at Yoshihiko Arita politely and nodded friendly.

Yoshihiko waved his right hand and greeted in a friendly manner:

"Hello."

Kogoro Mori nodded slightly and pretended to be profound without saying a word.

Kikuemon extended his hand towards the young man who had straightened up, and introduced him meticulously:

"This is...Seto Ryuichi.

Compared to Yoshihiko, Seto's recent works have obviously decreased in number and are somewhat stagnant."

"Ah."

Mouri Kogoro looked at Seto Ryuichi calmly.

Seto dropped his left hand to his left side, scratched his head with his right hand, and explained with a strong smile:

"I've been in a bad state lately, that's all!"

Kogoro Mori has not responded yet.

Arita Yoshihiko nudged Seto Ryuichi's chest with his elbow, and said with a casual smile:

"After all, you've been imitating the teacher!"

"Hey, stop talking!"

Seto Ryuichi smiled sheepishly.

Tsuchiya Mashiko turned around and looked at Seto, smiling as if in spring breeze and comforting him:

"Please cheer up, Mr. Seto!

It is said that you will inherit the name of the sixth generation Kikuemon."

Maori Kogoro was slightly startled when he heard this. He withdrew his steady gaze from Tsuchiya Mashiko, looked at Kikuemon in surprise, and repeated in confusion:

"The sixth generation Kikuemon?"

"correct."

Kikuemon nodded amiably and said with a sharp smile:

"Kikuemon is the name passed down from generation to generation by the master. I am the fifth generation!"

"I see."

Mouri Kogoro suddenly realized.

Dongfang Haoyue leaned forward slightly, placed his hands flat on the wooden table, looked at Kikuemon warmly, and said happily with interest in his heart:

"A name passed down from generation to generation... I've learned this knowledge before, but today is the first time I heard it in person~!"

"Compared to that kind of thing, I hope you can tell me something else as soon as possible!"

Arita Yoshihiko looked at Maori Kogoro carelessly and urged him impatiently:

"Which porcelain did Detective Maori choose?!"

Kogoro Mori was slightly stunned and looked at Yoshihiko Arita in surprise, and was about to ask him what his intention was.

Seto Ryuichi looked at Kogoro with great joy and echoed expectantly:

"Yes, yes, hurry up and tell me!"

???

Kogoro Mori was full of question marks, and his honest face was filled with a look of bewilderment and helplessness.

Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi looked at each other, then looked at Arita Yoshihiko and Seto Ryuichi, hoping they could give an explanation.

Xiaolan put her hands on her legs and looked at Yoshihiko and Seto in confusion.

"You two!"

Kikuemon turned his head and stared at Arita Yoshihiko and Seto Ryuichi like a master. He extended his right hand towards them with his palm facing outwards, changed the subject, and explained with a helpless smile:

"Don't worry. I haven't told Detective Maori about that yet."

Yoshihiko Arita and Ryuichi Seto remained silent and behaved very well.

Maori Kogoro looked at Kikuemon in confusion and asked curiously:

"whats the matter?"

"I want to give you one of my works."

Kikuemon turned his head and looked at Maori Kogoro in an approachable manner. He put his hands behind his back with his wrists crossed, and explained with a kind smile:

"I was originally planning to give it to you personally, but then I thought...why not let you choose it yourself!"

Kikuemon turned his head to look at the wooden frame, smiled heartily and gestured:

“Please take your pick!

No matter which piece of work is in the living room! ”

"Really, really choose just one?"

Kogoro Mori looked back at the numerous ceramic pieces lying on the wooden shelves, his words filled with surprise.

Tsuchiya Mashiko stood to the left of Kikuemon, holding the tray with both hands on her thighs, looking at Kogoro with a smile, and added in a friendly manner:

"Whichever piece you choose, it's a million-dollar treasure!"