Chapter 405: Although late, we are on the verge of falling off the horse


Chapter 405: Although late, we are on the verge of falling off the horse

“I’m back——”

“Oh, Xiaolan.” The uninspired Kogoro Mori yawned and looked at His daughter walked through the door with big bags and small bags in her hands, dragging her suitcase. "You're back...Why are there so many things? What did you bring back?"

Mao Lilan looked first at the desk in front of him. When she saw that the transparent glass container was empty, she walked into the office door with satisfaction.

"This is what mom brought me...Dad, take a good look at it when you have time." Mao Lilan put the heaviest item in the bag next to Mao Li Kogoro and placed it lightly. He tapped the suitcase at his feet and said, "Mom packed all your clothes she left over here."

Hearing this, Mouri Kogoro's already weak spirit became even heavier.

As long as he can really get rid of those bad habits, Fei Yingli will officially consider remarrying him, and before that, they will no longer maintain the previous model of a separated couple, but will truly draw a clear line... …

""A simple meal that even a complete novice can learn", "Start understanding your kitchen from the dishes and chopsticks"..." After groping for a moment in the heavy handbag, he grabbed the hard object inside and took it. When he came out and looked at it, he couldn't help but feel speechless for a while, "Didn't she not learn the recipes at all? Is it really useful to give this to me..."

Having said that, he touched these few books The book looked old, but his movements were very careful. There was a lonely look on his face that he couldn't tell whether it was funny or nostalgic.

This is the plan he and Fei Yingli decided on after a long discussion for several hours. He has nothing to complain about, but even now that he has made up his mind...

"Where's Conan?" Mao Lilan, who had achieved initial results, allowed Mao Li Kogoro to enter autistic state, raised his head and looked around.

"Asleep." Maori Kogoro continued to look at the books in his bag, and casually replied, "On the sofa over there."

Maori Lan stood on tiptoe and read. He glanced at the sofa next to the reception table and smiled helplessly.

"Really, I just fell asleep like that." She looked at Conan who was leaning on the sofa with his phone in his hand and his glasses crookedly. She walked around to the sofa and gently touched Conan who was sleeping in a weird and awkward posture. Pick it up and lay it flat.

"Huh? Xiaolan?" The sleepy Conan was startled by her movements. He squinted his eyes slightly and vaguely saw Mao Lilan's smiling face, and said subconsciously, "Tang Ze's cooking is delicious, but It’s not as delicious as yours..."

"Hey, you asked Tang Ze to cook for you at noon?" Mao Lilan was a little surprised - but seeing how he cooked hangover soup so skillfully before, it's not surprising that he can cook, "It's really Sorry for bothering you. Also, please call me sister Xiaolan and brother Tangze.”

“Xiaolan...” I don’t know if Conan is talking in his sleep, but I don’t need to respect him. Mao Lilan shook his head helplessly and reached out to take off his glasses.

"Really, there are marks on his face...huh?"

Looking at Conan's face after taking off his glasses, Mao Lilan couldn't help but be startled.

This face...

Conan looked really familiar after taking off his glasses...

She grabbed the glasses in her hand and stared at this face with a sense of déjà vu. Coming increasingly intense face.

Also, so is the pair of glasses in my hand.

She lowered her head again and carefully looked at the retro-style black-framed mirror in her hand for a moment.

Although I couldn’t think of anyone wearing glasses with very similar styles, there was an indescribable sense of familiarity...

"Huh?" Mao Lilan lowered his head and looked at the glasses angrily. When the impression in his mind matched, Conan woke up, opened his eyes, and saw Mao Lilan next to him, "Sister Xiaolan, you are finally back..."

Wait until Sitting up, Conan, who had developed a conditioned reflex, raised his hand, trying to straighten his glasses that were bent askew every time he woke up, but his efforts came up empty.

"Huh?" After belatedly, he finally noticed the way Mao Lilan was silently holding the glasses and thinking. He woke up with a start and hurriedly reached out to take the glasses in her hand, "Ah, still Give it to me, my glasses!”

Mao Lilan was startled by his actions and came back from her thoughts, her brows slowly wrinkled: “Strange, I really haven’t seen you a few times. He looks like he's not wearing glasses... Conan always seems to be wearing glasses, even when sleeping and taking a shower..." Suspicious, really suspicious.

While observing the young face that looked so familiar to her, she slowly moved closer and her eyes slowly narrowed.

"Why is this..."

"Ah haha, this is very simple!" Conan said in a panic, holding his own flat glasses with no prescription in both hands, "Because of my eyesight. It's really bad. I can't see anything without my glasses!"

"Is that so?" Mao Lilan's doubts gradually emerged in her mind. He nodded, "I said, Conan, are you..."

"Sorry, may I ask..." Just when the situation here was about to get heated, a hesitant female voice came over, "Is this the Maori Detective Agency?"

"Ah, yes. "Mouri Kogoro, who had been sitting behind the desk waiting for a long time, quickly stood up and said, "You are the one Eri mentioned this morning..."

"Yes, my name is Nine Nine Seven Megumi, and I came here specially. I’m entrusting you with something.”

“Please sit down, please sit down...” Mouri Kogoro took a deep breath, tried to cheer up, and put the cute and soft cover of "Suitable for Infants and Toddlers" in his hand. "Simple Food Complementary Recipes: A Must-Have for Housewives" was placed on the table with her backhand.

Conan looked at Mouri Kogoro, who was greeting Mrs. Ninety-nine in a friendly manner and sitting at the reception table, and couldn't help but quietly glance at the mail in his hand.

He just leaned on the sofa and sent emails to Joker and Tang Ze before falling asleep while texting.

[From Karasawa

Uncle Maori accepted Ms. Fei Yingli's commission, and that was a good start.

Observe his performance in this case, restrain your desire for reasoning, great detective.

This is not just a commissioned case, he will regard it as the first test given to him by Ms. Fei Yingli... Regardless of whether this is the case, now he will work hard to become a qualified detective. of.

Let us wait and see how far he can go. 】

Karasawa is seriously caring about Uncle Maori...

I have to say that even if his mentality seems to be extreme occasionally, overall Karaze is still a reliable and enthusiastic neighbor. .

As for his other neighbor...

Conan swiped his finger down and saw joker's reply.

【FromJoker

After the client reports his or her name, send it to me...

Don’t be burdened with revealing privacy.

As you know, we have been operating the website for a while now. You can think of our database as a list. Those who can be registered by us have more or less problems.

Thinking about it this way, isn’t it much better? 】

Then I really thank him.

The corners of Conan's mouth twitched, but he still sent the name over honestly.

He has troubled the other party a lot of times. If we really talk about it, he is always the one who is at fault...

(End of this chapter)



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