People live from five to nine in Conan

Conan touched his chin, and a gleam of expectation flashed in his eyes.

That mysterious organization in black is finally going to be caught by him!

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While Conan and the police were enthusiastically tracking down the whereabouts of the one-billion-yen banknote, the guests in Erquan Temple had already soaked in the morning hot spring and returned to the restaurant where the host lived.

Two huge casserole pots had been placed on the long table, and the gurgling heat radiated bursts of fresh fragrance.

Muyuan and Curacao were still busy in the kitchen, and the three little guys in bathrobes soon lost their temper and entangled them with the bench.

"Hey, brother Muyuan, what are you doing?" Bumei asked curiously.

Mu Yuan smiled and said nothing, a cold light flew over his hands, and beautiful knife flowers immediately appeared on the blossoming mushrooms.

"Okay, it's amazing, I want to play too!" Yuan Tai's eyes widened in shock.

"Okay, you guys, the kitchen is a very dangerous place." Curacao tightened his apron, quickly hugged the three little guys off the stool, and comforted him, "The host is taking care of it for everyone." Ingredients, you guys can't influence him!"

Under Curacao's gentle eyes, Ayumi and Mitsuhiko nodded obediently, but Genta's mouth shrugged, and there was a lot of dissatisfaction in his stomach.

"Gululu—I'm so hungry, how long will it take before we can eat?"

"Yuantai, didn't you just eat a piece of chocolate?"

"But... I'm hungry again!"

"..."

Seeing that Genta was making a fuss in the kitchen, Curacao could only shake his head helplessly, and took out the tonkatsu that was originally prepared to be served on the table after the guests had finished eating the crabs.

Holding a piece of golden and crispy tonkatsu each, the three little guys finally followed Curacao out of the kitchen with satisfaction on their faces.

Mu Yuan silently took out a piece of fat pork ribs from the refrigerator, cleaned it, wrapped it in spices, and put it in the low-temperature slow cooker.

It wasn't until he adjusted the time and temperature on the slow cooker that he finally wiped his hands and said to the corner of the kitchen door:

"Mr. Yusaku, what do you want from me?"

"...I really can't hide it from you." Once again dressed as an ordinary middle-aged man by his wife, the best-selling mystery novelist walked slowly into the kitchen and said with a smile, "Mu Yuan-jun, may I take the liberty to ask, The guests who came to Erquan Temple today...do they have anything to do with you?"

"Mr. Yusaku doesn't know about their relationship with me?" Muyuan tilted his head and looked at Yusaku Kudo with a strange expression.

Yusaku Kudo stepped forward and picked up a shiitake mushroom that had been tampered with by Muyuan, "Of course I know their relationship with Muyuan, but what I'm asking is...their position in Muyuan's heart in your heart. "

Mu Yuan blinked, and said calmly, "They are all my friends."

"A friend..." Yusaku Kudo frowned, "So, Inuko is not a friend of Muyuan's host?"

Mu Yuan was taken aback for a moment, and then understood what Yusaku Kudo wanted to ask, "Mr. Yusaku, you misunderstood, I invited Conan-kun, but I don't know why, neither he nor Xiaolan Just show up."

"Eh!? Didn't Shinichi become a child, and he still went on a date with Xiao Ran?" Kudo Yukiko jumped out with arms folded.

"...Yukiko," Kudo Yusaku smiled wryly, "I think Shinichi must have encountered some serious case, so he gave up this opportunity to be close to Mu Yuan's host."

"...Mr. Yusaku, I really understand your son." Mu Yuan shook his head, and poured the marinated beef slices into the pot with his backhand.

Stinging... The oily smoke wrapped in the fragrance of scallions rises.

Yusaku Kudo took a step back a little later, squinted his eyes and said, "It seems that Director Muyuan already knows what the case is that haunts Shinichi?"

"Mr. Yuzuo is leaving early?" Mu Yuan raised his head, his calm eyes piercing through the smoke.

Kudo Yusaku paused, and after a while, suddenly smiled and shook his head, "It seems that Shinichi is destined to hit a wall, so I'd better stay here and taste the cooking skills hosted by Muyuan."

"Yusaku..." Kudo Yukiko grabbed her husband's sleeve.

"Don't worry, Yukiko, Shinichi will be fine, it's just..." Kudo Yusaku patted his wife's hand, "Master Muyuan, you help so many different people keep different secrets... aren't you tired?" ?”

"Mr. Yusaku's 'tired'...what kind of feeling is it?"

"Sorry, I'm being rude."

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"How could it not be found!?"

Conan stepped on a high stool and patted the map on the table in disbelief.

"How could such an obvious armored vehicle disappear out of thin air like this? Do you think the driver is a magician!?"

Facing the accusation of a seven-year-old child, the two young detectives who came to report lowered their heads in shame.

Megushisan on the side had a sullen face, and even lost the interest in scolding Conan for making trouble.

All the spare police forces in the entire Metropolitan Police Department were mobilized, and they searched together for more than an hour, but they didn't even find a cash truck!

That armored armored van with one billion yen in cash and its body armored like a tank just disappeared out of thin air?

how can that be! ?

"Where is Hirota Masami, how is her investigation going?"

Conan's voice once again attracted Mu Mu Shisan's attention.

Mu Mu Shisan nodded to the two police officers, indicating that they could report.

Unexpectedly, after the two looked at each other, they seemed to become even more embarrassed.

"What's going on?" Mu Mu Shisan frowned, "Quickly tell me!"

"Uh...the thing is like this, Megure Police Department, the name Hirota Masami...seems to be a pseudonym."

"What!?" Mu Mu Shisan was taken aback.

The young police officer shrank his head and said with difficulty: "We have already obtained the information from the household registration department and compared the photos from the transportation department, and found a total of [-] people who are similar in age to the target person, named Masami Hirota Miss, but... the lady President Horio mentioned is not among them."

"Are you kidding me!?" Megure Thirteen's eyes widened, and a pair of tiger eyes stared straight at Horio Jiro, "President Horio, can you please explain what's going on? Why did your bank How could you easily hire such a person of unknown origin and assign her to such an important position as a treasury administrator!?"

"Hiro, is Ms. Hirota's identity information fake?" Jiro Horio was also taken aback when his name was suddenly called out, cold sweat dripping from his forehead uncontrollably.

He didn't know that Masami Hirota's identity information was fake!

How good is this, do you want to call Mitsuhiro Nakamura?

This idiot boss won't be deceived by others, and he will be cheated too! ?

Horio Jiro just felt that his brain had never turned so fast.

"I'm very sorry, because the former branch manager died unexpectedly of a heart attack, so I haven't had time to check the employee's identity information again."

In his quick wit, he really found a useful excuse.

But this kind of crude excuse obviously cannot fool Conan who is eyeing him.

"Stop talking nonsense there, behind this bank robbery, there are high-level executives of your bank involved!?"

"What... you, you little brat, don't think that you can talk nonsense because you are young!"

Jiro Horio glared at Conan sternly, and Conan stepped on the table without flinching, but before he could ask again, he was hugged by Meguro Shisan.

"Okay, Conan, I can understand your feelings, but please don't interfere with the normal work of our police!" Said, Mu Mo Shisan took Conan out of the office directly.

But just when everyone thought that Mu Mu Shisan was trying to drive away the kid like Conan, he suddenly stopped by the corner, and said to Conan mysteriously:

"Hey, Conan, the person who has been helping you behind the scenes is Shinichi, right?"

"Eh?"

"Okay, don't be awkward. It was uncle who was wrong just now, but can you help uncle and ask Brother Xinyi where the cash transport truck was hidden? It can't really disappear out of thin air. Bar?"

"It's impossible to disappear out of thin air...I know it! Oh no, I mean brother Shinichi knows it!"

"..."

Chapter 182 Chika Fujiwara Started a War

"The length of the Mitsubishi Bank cash transport vehicle is about 90 meters, the height is about 70 meters, the maximum speed is [-] kilometers per hour, the average speed is [-] kilometers per hour, and the weight exceeds ten tons, so it is most likely to be destroyed. The location...here! Just under this overpass!"

Conan pointed to a road intersection on the map in Mumu Shisan's hand, and said with a firm expression:

"Officer Mumu, please send someone to investigate quickly. It is best to ask all the pedestrians who have passed by here within an hour and a half, and you will definitely find clues."

Mu Mushisan scratched his head, "Well, Conan, in fact, we have already inquired here, and some people did see the armored vehicle driving under this bridge, but no one saw it driving out at all."

"Stupid... I mean, Brother Xinyi said that the armored vehicle didn't leave under the bridge by itself, but was 'carried' out."

"It was carried out by someone? That car weighed at least ten tons, how could it be...it turned out to be like this!" Mu Mu Shisan finally came to his senses, and immediately waved to his side, "Takagi, go quickly, and bring Find out all the information on the large trucks that passed by here within an hour and a half!"

"Yes!" Gao Mushe quickly rushed out holding the notebook.

With a new direction of investigation, the Metropolitan Police Department once again started an efficient investigation.

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At the same time, in the restaurant of Erquan Temple's presiding residence, the guests have already taken their seats.

People sat in two piles around a huge casserole that was slowly heated by a portable gas stove.

The Kudos, Dr. Ari, Kogoro Mori, Yoko Okino, Rena Mizumue and others who were invited to come sat on the side near the sink.

Curacao originally wanted to sit on this side, but the three little guys were too clingy, so she could only sit on the other side of the long table, near the refrigerator.

Like Muyuan, Fujiwara Chika is not yet old enough to drink, so naturally she can only sit on the children's side.

"I'm starting!!!" Everyone clasped their hands together and said in unison.

The huge pot lid was lifted by Kogoro Mori and Mu Yuan with iron clips at the same time, and the tumbling mist filled the whole restaurant in an instant. The kombu, bonito flakes and wine dregs were cooked slowly all morning, and the fresh fragrance in the crab shell and crab meat had long been Into this mist.

Fujiwara Chika had already put on a headband at some point, and her beautiful long pink hair was tied into a ponytail which was rare.

She raised her nose slightly and took a deep breath into the air...

"Wow, it tastes like heaven!"

Squinting her eyes slightly, and relying on the intuition of a gourmet, Chika Fujiwara reached out and touched the position where the crab scissors should be, and then... nothing happened.

"Huh? Huh?"

Fujiwara Chika looked at the blank cloth in her hand, as if she suddenly remembered something, her face changed suddenly.

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Not only Chika Fujiwara, but Kogoro Mori, who was also planning to eat crabs first, soon discovered something was wrong.

"Ah...well, Muyuan, there should be tools like scissors and spoons for eating crabs in the temple?"

Unlike Chika Fujiwara who had a complex expression, Kogoro Mori, who was very nervous, asked directly.

In his opinion, food and entertainment is also one of the main business items of Erquan Temple, and it stands to reason that it is impossible not to have tools to eat crabs.

In fact, these tools do exist, and Mu Yuan has already prepared them, but the reason why they didn't appear on the dining table...

Muyuan looked at Fujiwara Chika calmly, like a robot, Fujiwara Chika turned her head one by one, staring straight at the void.

"Sorry, wait a minute, I'm going to get some brand new sets."

Mu Yuan shook his head, got up and walked out the door.

Yuan Tai, who was already hungry and croaking, couldn't help whispering: "Student Hui Yuan, how long are we going to wait? What did Brother Mu Yuan do?"

Haibara Ai looked at Chika Fujiwara who had already started whistling, and rolled her eyes, "He was probably looking for any treasure-digging tools that you guys haven't used to dig treasure."

"Eh? Could it be, the tools we used to dig treasure on the mountain just now are actually..."

boom!

Fujiwara Chika suddenly slapped the table, and looked at the little guys with a serious expression, "Haven't you heard of it?"

"Listen, what have you heard?" The attention of the three little guys shifted immediately.

Fujiwara Chika continued with a mysterious face: "After the first snow crab hot pot is boiled every year, the first person to eat crab claw meat will definitely make a fortune in the next year!"

"Really, really?" The eyes of the three little guys lit up, and they looked at Hui Yuanai at the same time.

Hui Yuanai rolled his eyes again, thought for a while and said, "There is such a saying, but..."

Before she could finish her sentence, the three little guys had already snatched it up.

"The crab claws are mine!" Yuan Tai directly took out the chopsticks.