"Is Uncle Maori an idiot?" Conan covered his eyes speechlessly watching the farce in the distance.

Seeing a dull expression, Wakita Kanezuri, who didn't expect this poor detective to be so bad, waved his hand: "Mr. Mori, what are you talking about?

How could I be the murderer?You know, I stay at the front desk except for serving dishes. "Wakita Kenze said, but a trace of doubt appeared in his heart.

You must know that this Mori Kogoro has become famous recently and solved several major cases one after another, although the media reports will definitely be a little watery.

But is this Mori Kogoro in front of him very different from the rumors? Has a guy of this level really solved those cases?

The seeds of doubt were buried in Wakita Kennori's heart, and he wanted to test a few words before he felt someone pull his hand.

As soon as Wakita Kenze lowered his head, he saw the kid wearing glasses looking up at him with excessive curiosity: "Ah? Sushi restaurants usually have several chefs. Why are you not in the kitchen but at the front desk, uncle?"

"Because my eye was injured and I was new, the boss told me to take charge of the front office temporarily.

Moreover, the murdered Chef Komura was a very ingenious sushi chef. Chef Komura was very strict that he could not enter the kitchen without his permission. "Wakita Kenze explained.

"Is that so? I know." Conan pushed his glasses when he heard the words, and smiled confidently at the three suspects.

Karasuma Nanase also laughed, and she looked at the silent boy: "Xiaohui, who do you think will be the murderer?"

Fu Heihui looked at the little monster who crawled back from Wakita Kanezuri's body to under the woman's skirt, and hesitated for a moment: "It's that big sister."

After Fu Heihui finished speaking, he looked at his little friend with bright eyes: "Nanase, you look so excited."

"Because like that Conan, I also like detective games." Karasuma Nanase said while touching her cheek.

Megumi Fukuro stepped back a little subconsciously, as if Nanase had awakened some strange hobby.

"Is Xiaohui cold?" Karasuma Nanase: "I'm going to ask the chef for a blanket."

Conan ran away for some reason, and Wakita knelt down and looked at Karasuma Nanase: "This lovely lady, do you want a juice refill?"

"I don't want it, the juice is so bad, is there no ice in the store?" Karasuma Nanase said with her hands behind her back, "Give me some adults and something to drink, such as rum?"

In the end, her voice was very soft.

Karasuma Nanase wanted to say something, but felt that her body lost her balance and was picked up directly.

Fu Heisher easily picked up the little girl with one arm, and he glanced at the chef who exuded a dangerous aura: "Kids are not allowed to drink, you should sit back obediently at this time."

"Wait, I want a blanket." Karasuma Nanase kicked her legs hard but it was in vain Ming Minghui was very thin, why did his father look like an orangutan king?

"Little devil, if you want to live a peaceful life with Hui, don't take the initiative to contact dangerous guys." Fu Heisher put Karasuma Nanase back to his son as easily as if he was carrying a kitten.

"This uncle is so hateful." Karasuma Nanase said angrily.

"Nanase, Dad is right about that. That chef gave me a bad feeling." Fu Heihui held the little friend's hand and spoke seriously.

Xiaohui, you are really sharp.

"What about me, how does Xiaohui feel when she sees me?" Karasuma Nanase said, holding Fukurohui's hand and sticking it to her face.

"Nase is fine, Nanase is my family." Fu Heihui said as he gently pinched the flesh on his cheek and stretched it out.

"It hurts! Xiaohui's studies are broken!" Karasuma Nanase's eyes widened unexpectedly, with a look of shock on her face.

"I'm imitating Nanase, and Nanase did this to me when I woke up." Fukuro Megumi took it for granted, but the touch left by his fingers made him smile.

"Xiaohui looks so pretty when she smiles, Xiaohui should smile more often." Karasuma Nanase raised her thumbs up.

Although he is young, he can already tell that Hui will grow up to be a handsome guy who will make men and women fight!

For the friend's sincere praise, Fu Heihui was so shy that he didn't know how to respond, his ears turned red.

At this moment, Mori Kogoro walked towards the table here in a curve with a ghostly pace that could not be walked with two catties of liquor, and then slammed his face on the table.

"Dad?" "Detective Maori?" "Mr. Maori, are you okay?" Everyone was very surprised by this discovery.

While Mori Kogoro attracted everyone's attention, Conan hid behind the chair with a thin apology and took out the butterfly voice changer.

"Xiao Lan, don't worry that I'm fine. The reason why I'm so happy is because I already know who the murderer is, and the murderer is you, Miss Aoyama Mio!"

"Eh? Why me? Detective Maori, haven't I already ruled out the suspect?" The woman who was accused of being the murderer panicked.

"That's because Ms. Qingshan used a small trick to make everyone mistakenly think that Chef Komura died after you used the bathroom.

First of all, you used ice to get rid of the suspicion. You used ice to cool down when it melted so that everyone could not judge the exact time of death based on the state of the corpse.

Then there is the point mentioned earlier, the question about sushi.

In fact, when the last three guests came in, they had already missed the meal time. There will be fewer guests at this time, which is why you chose this time to commit the crime.

At that time, the person in the bathroom was the murdered Chef Komura, and the person cooking in the kitchen was Ms. Aoyama! "

"Wait, not everyone can be a sushi chef. Although your reasoning makes sense, it still doesn't make sense." Mao Lilan raised her hand to ask.

"That's because Miss Aoyama is a sushi chef." Conan said.

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone in the room showed expressions of disbelief: "How is it possible, how can a woman become a sushi chef?"

"You are all wrong, Miss Aoyama is not only a sushi chef.

And know it well. Conan said: "Conan told me just now that Ms. Qingshan knows the parts of Yusheng very well and her posture of holding the knife is also very professional." "

"Then what about the evidence? Detective Mori, you must have evidence if you say so." Wakita Kanezuri said.

"The evidence is on Ms. Qingshan. She committed the crime passionately, so she didn't prepare in advance. I think her body should be stained with blood, but because of the color of her clothes, she was not found."

"Besides, it is also a lie to say that it is the first time to eat here, after all, Miss Qingshan actually knows that the blanket is placed in the third compartment of the cabinet.

"Could it be that you did this kind of thing because Chef Komura denied that your chef didn't agree to let you work here?" Someone in the crowd made such a voice.

"No, Miss Aoyama did this because Chef Komura insulted the sacred cuisine." Conan said.

"That man, that man rejected me because I'm a woman because women are not sensitive enough to temperature, but he made a mistake that shouldn't be made when making sushi." Miss Aoyama covered her face.

"It's the wound on Chef Xiaocun's hand. The bloody smell from the wound will affect the freshness and sanitation of the ingredients. Chef Xiaocun made such a low-level mistake."

Ms. Qingshan sat on the ground covering her face and weeping bitterly. It took 10 minutes for the police to arrive at the scene.

"Miss Aoyama, the sushi you make is very delicious." Karasuma Nanase gave a thumbs up to the handcuffed woman, highly affirming her cooking skills.

As compensation, the guests affected by the case were given discounts.

And their three unfinished dishes were taken away on the spot as evidence.

"Why don't you go to the nearby Polo Cafe for something to eat?" Oda Sakunosuke looked at the dejected two children and suggested: "I went there once, and the taste is not bad."

Strawberry cake, special sandwiches and pasta, the food is served very quickly, and the lady clerk is also very cute.

"I just think that the chances of encountering a case are too high recently." Eating strawberry cake, Karasuma Nanase finally felt a little better.

"The atmosphere is good now, so let's hold the first family meeting!" Karasuma Nanase suggested: "Mainly discuss what everyone is going to do next."

"For me, I'm currently considering changing jobs." Oda Sakunosuke said, "The last job wasn't suitable for me."

"What kind of job does Odasaku want to find?" Fukurohui asked seriously.

"I haven't thought about it yet, but I want to try to write." Oda Sakunosuke said.

"Writing? What a great idea!" Karasuma Nanase: "What kind of books does Oda Saku want to write?"

"I haven't made up my mind yet, I want to start writing in a diary first." Oda Sakunosuke said.

"In this case, you need to work freely and preferably conveniently." Fu Heihui said, wringing his fingers.

Karasuma Nanase held up the real estate leaflet she received: "Odasaku, Xiaohui, look at this. There is a bookstore here that is eager to exchange money. It only costs 10 yen per month!"

This low price is really tempting, even Fu Heihui stretched out his head: "However, what does the flaw written in red below refer to?"

"Probably refers to the haunted house. I've heard that something happened in that bookstore." Oda Sakunosuke introduced to the two children.

"The location of this place is very good, very close to the tram station." Oda Sakunosuke looked at the two children: "Mei, Nanase, do you like to live in a lively place?"

a.

Class B of the first year of Didan Primary School.

Teacher Kobayashi Chengko patted the table: "Students, be quiet, two new students will be transferred to our school today, Oda Nanase and Oda Megumi, you can come in."

The door opened, and two children carrying the same small schoolbags walked in hand in hand.

Sunlight poured into the bright and dark bookstore through the windows, making the interior bright and warm.

After seeing off the children, Oda Sakunosuke picked up a pen and wrote a few lines in a newly bought notebook.

After settling down in his new life, he really had some inspiration.

After writing this page, let's go shopping for food. What's better for dinner?

Once again, Fu Heisher, who made a lot of money by buying back with Mustache, received a call from an old friend. He knew that this should be a task entrustment, but he had to repay the favor because of finding Hui.

Kong Shiyu on the other end of the phone: "Chanyuan, are you interested in the astral body assassination mission?"

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