Conan's Maori Sister

After washing up casually, when Wei walked out of the room, Lan had already made egg fried rice, and made a corn chowder by the way.

There was only sister Wei Lan in the room, and Wei asked casually, "Has Conan gone out?"

"Yeah, sister, he also took away the things you brought back earlier." Lan said as she came over with corn chowder.

"This is the best." Wei nodded, thought for a while, took out her phone and sent Conan a text message.

On the other side, the train has arrived at Asahino Station.

Conan looked at the text message, and his heart moved.

Wei wakes up, it seems that he is fine, but, the video, it seems that Wei really cares!

A few days ago, Wei got back a set of ultra-mini video recorders. When I called yesterday, Wei just asked him to record. Unexpectedly, it became a video today. Wei really cared about it. Fortunately, he brought all of them with him just in case. .

Thinking of this, Conan turned it on directly. Anyway, the power of the set that Wei brought back is said to last for more than eight hours, so it doesn't matter if you use it early.

Conan got off the tram with three troublesome little ghosts. Mitsuhiko took out the paper he had prepared in advance, looked at the content on it, and said, "The apartment Mr. Kazama rented should be near the station. Mr. Kisaragi's home should be right here..." Mitsuhiko looked around, pointed to a place not far away, and said, "Probably on that hill! First, go to Mr. Kazama's apartment."

The apartment that Hidehiko Kazama rents is a high-end residential complex nearby, and the surrounding environment is very good.

Hidehiko Kazama was obviously surprised by the unexpected "little guests", but still smiled and let them enter the room.

After entering the room, Conan carefully looked at it. Of course, he mainly wanted the video equipment to capture the environment of Hidehiko Kazama's studio.

However, the environment of Kazama Hidehiko's studio is similar to his imagination, except for the necessary furniture, there are some architectural models and some drawings.

On the computer screen turned on on the table, there is also software for designing buildings.

This software gave Conan a little something.

"Wow~ Is this a CAD system?" Conan said in surprise, "Is all the design done with a computer?"

Conan's words obviously surprised Hidehiko Kazama, "Oh? You are quite clear! No one should use the drawing board now, right?"

Mitsuhiko, who was sitting next to him on the sofa, asked curiously, "What is the drawing board?"

Hidehiko Kazama laughed straight away, and said, "Ha~ Well, you don't know what a drawing board is! In the past, a piece of paper was pasted on a large board, and then a pencil and compass were used to design on the paper. .”

"That's right~" Mitsuhiko understood.

After finishing the gossip, Hidehiko Kazama asked, "By the way, what do you want from me?"

Hearing Hidehiko Kazama's question, Genta quickly pushed Mitsuhiko, and said in a low voice, "Quickly ask!"

"Me?" When the matter came to an end, Mitsuhiko suddenly became inexplicably cautious.

"You are the one looking for everyone!" Yuan Tai stared.

"I...I got it!" Seeing Genta's appearance, Mitsuhiko could only put on a bitter face, took out the Sherlock Holmes handbook from his pocket, opened it, and said solemnly: "Actually, Mr. Kazama, us……"

Speaking of this, Mitsuhiko suddenly paused, then his face changed suddenly, and he said with a smile: "Your house is quite nice!"

Mitsuhiko's preface didn't match the postscript, and Genta and Conan almost didn't fall.

This Mitsuhiko, there are times when he is so unreliable.

Mitsuhiko was still giggling, and continued to praise the house, "The air is good, and Mount Fuji can be seen..."

Conan's head was full of black lines, this is not good!

Just when Conan couldn't take it anymore, Ayumi kept silent, and Ayumi, who always seemed timid, suddenly said seriously: "We are the Boys Detective Team!"

"Huh?" Ayumi's sudden attitude directly stunned Hidehiko Kazama.

Ayumi ignored Hidehiko Kazama's attitude and said, "We are investigating the murder of Mr. Oki."

Looking at Ayumi's immature but resolute face, after Kazama Hidehiko recovered, he suddenly laughed, but he was quite cooperative, and said with a smile: "You are really brave, well, you can ask anything you want, little detectives us."

Seeing Hidehiko Kazama's cooperation, Mitsuhiko, who was nervous at first, also calmed down, coughed lightly, and began to ask, "So, what do you think of the dead Mr. Oki?"

"Oh? It really hit the nail on the head!" Hidehiko Kazama was quite surprised. He didn't expect these little detectives to ask this question when they opened their mouths. However, he didn't avoid it. He touched his chin, thought for a while and said, "Naw Middle-aged, right? But thanks to him changing the regulations, I got a job, so I'm grateful to him for that."

Mitsuhiko continued to ask the next question, "Did you have any disputes with Mr. Oki when designing?"

Kazama Hidehiko thought for a while, and said, "I have nothing to do with Mr. Oki!"

Conan, who had been listening all the time, suddenly said, "Did you have any unhappiness with other people?"

Hidehiko Kazama was taken aback, and hurriedly said: "No... I didn't mean that!" Hidehiko Kazama's heart skipped a beat, this kid is so sharp.

Conan narrowed his eyes slightly, not daring to say anything else, Hidehiko Kazama obviously lied on this issue.

Because Mitsuhiko was asking a question, Ayumi's attention was inevitably a little distracted, and she saw a photo on the coffee table on Kazama Hidehiko's left.

"Huh? That photo?"

"Huh?" Hearing this, Hidehiko Kazama followed Ayumi's line of sight and smiled clearly: "Oh, that's my only son, isn't it cute?"

Conan also looked over, and saw a boy about six or seven years old smiling brightly and waving in the photo.

Hidehiko Kazama looked at the little boy in the photo, smiled softly, and said, "It's like when I work alone at night, I always want to hear his voice... Even though I know he's asleep, I still call him, Being a parent is really stupid, isn't it?"

After hearing Hidehiko Kazama's words, Conan's heart moved slightly.

It should be, not this person.

After leaving Hidehiko Kazama's studio, Conan and his party came to Kisaragi Fengshui's home.

The Kisaragi Mansion is a typical Japanese-style mansion. The beautiful garden is full of greenery. It may be because of the painter's mansion. Several pine trees are planted in the garden, which has a special charm.

Like Hidehiko Kazama, Kizuki Minami also welcomed the four fake children and children in, but——

Looking at Ruyuefengshui who turned his back to him, kneeling on a big square cushion and painting, completely ignoring others, the little ghosts didn't know what to say, they only knew that you urged me and I urged you to push Pushing and shoving.

Conan didn't care about these, his attention was on another place.

A place that is both strange and not strange.

That is the curtain.

If we only talk about curtains, no one will find it strange, after all, which room does not have curtains!

However, have you seen the curtains that are still tightly covered in broad daylight without even a single gap?At least Conan has never seen it.

While Conan was studying the curtains, a few little ghosts pushed out to ask questions.

Nothing to say, it's still Mitsuhiko.

Thinking about his previous experience with Hidehiko Kazama, Mitsuhiko cheered himself up and said, "This...we are the boy detective team."

Hearing Mitsuhiko's words, Kizuki Fengshui's busy movements stopped as expected.

Seeing this, Mitsuhiko continued to ask: "We would like to ask Mr. Oki's case..."

It's a pity that Kisaragi was not as talkative as Hidehiko Kazama at all, and before Mitsuhiko finished speaking, Kisaragi shouted sharply: "Children, don't learn what the police do!"

"No...we..." Ayumi Mitsuhiko and Genta were both terrified.

Conan also frowned.

Ru Yuefeng water's reaction is amazing!

Without waiting for the three brats to say anything else, Ru Yuefengshui put down his paintbrush, knelt and turned around, and said in a milder tone: "But having said that, it's not easy to go back empty-handed, right? I'll give you good things as gifts!"

Ruyuefengshui made the three little ghosts and Conan stunned. What does Ruyuefengshui mean?

What do you mean?

It means being coaxed by a child!

Seeing the same stick figure..."stick figure" in their hands, everyone was speechless, even with Yue Fengshui's signature, it didn't make the brats much happier.

"Although it's a pleasure to help us draw..." Mitsuhiko said with a wrinkled face.

Yuan Tai also said: "But I didn't dare to ask about the case."

Ayumi hugged the painting and said, "Couldn't it be better if it's not the police?"

"That's what happened," Conan held the painting in one hand, looked at the time and said that it was almost six o'clock, "It's already six o'clock, let's call it a day!"

"Oh." The little ghosts didn't move, seeing that it was indeed late, they could only go back.

Back at the Mori Detective Agency, Mori Kogoro still hasn't come back. It seems that this case is a little more troublesome.

However, it was good for Conan, and he ran directly to Dr. Ali.

Because Mori Kogoro didn't come back to eat, Weilan sisters also decided to eat here.

After dinner, watching videos with few important points, and chatting for a while, Sister Weilan and Conan said goodbye to Ai and Dr. Ali, and returned to Maori Detective Agency.

Walking on the road, Conan suddenly asked, "Wei, have you talked to Huibara?"

Wei Wenyan glanced at Conan, and said lightly: "Of course, there is something wrong with mourning."

Lan turned her head and said, "Sister, Ai Jiang's emotions seemed stable before, why suddenly..."

Wei reached out and rubbed Lan's long hair affectionately, and said softly, "You also said it looks like it."

Lan opened her mouth, not knowing what to say, and said after a while: "Then sister, what should I do now?"

"What should I do? This needs to be carefully considered." Wei Wei said thoughtfully: "With Yi Ai's character, the method is very important."

At that moment, the group stopped talking.