Chapter 639 Tangze: There are still masters!
"Okita has gone back?"
"Go back. Why don't you go back? Aren't you going to class tomorrow?" Karasawa looked at Hattori Heiji carefully, then looked again Looking at Toyama Kazuha who was following him, his expression became strange, "Whether it's Kudo's matter or my matter, you've already finished your work, right?"
Ah, think about it seriously, Hattori Heiji wanted to hide it He Ye himself came to Tokyo and specifically refused Mao Lilan's invitation.
In other words, Hattori Heiji not only lied to Toyama Kazuha, but even made a special trip to summon Okita Souji who was in Kyoto, without informing Toyama Kazuha or asking her. Today’s itinerary...
Hattori Heiji, like Kudo Shinichi, would have stayed single for the rest of his life if he hadn't been a handsome guy with both appearance and personality.
"There are no classes. I have asked for leave." Hattori Heiji replied matter-of-factly, "In addition to your affairs, I have to deal with other entrustments."
" Is there a new commission?" When Tang Ze spoke, his eyes couldn't help but turn to Toyama Kazuye, who was following him step by step, and his expression slowly became subtle, "What happened?"
Every time? When Hattori Heiji appears and a new plot is about to happen, there is one criterion that can basically be used as a criterion for judging the plot, and that is whether Toyama and Ye appear.
As long as Toyama and Ye are involved in the case with him, it means that Hattori Heiji should be defeated.
Whether it's getting shot or falling off a cliff, Hattori Heiji, who is carrying Toyama Kazuha, seems to have a follower with a taunting effect. He will be promoted to MT in an instant and receive the most vicious beating.
This may be God trying to tell him that his relationship is destined to have ups and downs, twists and turns, which simply laid the groundwork for his subsequent failed confessions.
"It can't be regarded as a commission. My father heard that I was coming to Kyoto and asked me to stop by and have a look." Hattori Heiji shrugged and answered casually.
"Oh, that matter." Toyama and Ye heard him mention Hattori Heizo, and quickly understood what he was talking about, and started to explain for Hattori Heiji, "My father went there. A subordinate, who looks a bit like Detective Mori, used to be a policeman and is now a detective, working in a detective agency in Tokyo."
"Well, Kazuha's father received this guy's message. The letter said that he had something important to say, but the person who left this message has not been heard from." Thinking of his father's tone when he mentioned this person, Hattori Heiji shook his head, "Although I am not sure whether something really happened. , but they were a little worried and asked me to stop by and take a look.”
Tangze, who had a sense of déjà vu instantly: "..."
Because of the change in Haihara Ai's work status, coupled with the crazy krypton gold in the backend system, coupled with the crazy explosion of gold coins from the organization, plus... …
In short, the aftermath of the wind stirred up by Karasawa's butterfly has almost overturned the land. The direct result is that the temporary antidote that was supposed to be effective for only one and a half days has become a drug with more powerful properties. For a stable version, Kudo will be very active for at least the past three days.
He originally murmured that Kudo Shinichi had been around for so many days, and there were only two murder cases in total. This was not enough for the legendary high school detective’s shining return. Now, Finally found the reason.
There are still experts here.
"It's this kind of thing. It's rare for Kudo to come back to Tokyo. Otherwise, why don't you invite him to join us?" Karasawa blinked twice and gave a heartfelt suggestion.
Although he understood that if two high school students with a high level of force would be controlled by gangsters, and Kudo Shinichi was not as good as a goose, then he would buy two bottles and get a sample for free. Purely Send side dishes to go with the meal.
But if Kudo is included, maybe the prisoner will die more miserably? For example, being punched by an angry Mao Lilan and being fucked one meter deep into the ground...
If you add such a scene, the story will suddenly look better.
"What are you calling him for?" Hattori Heiji gave him a confused look, "I just stopped by to find someone to ask about the situation. It's not something too important. Don't you have classes tomorrow?"
"Yes, after all, someone just wants to take advantage of the opportunity to stay in Tokyo for two more days and skip classes at the same time." Toyama and Ye puffed their cheeks and complained smoothly, "If you are a detective, you can go to school if you don't want to. Isn’t it very convenient to go to school?”
“Huh? It’s okay for me to do that. Why do you have to stay with me?”< br>
“Don’t talk nonsense, my dad didn’t trust me, a girl, to travel such a long way back to Osaka by myself, so he asked me to go with you.”
“You go back alone, he Don't worry, he will be relieved if you come alone, right? I haven't settled the accounts with you yet, haven't I told you not to disturb Kudo and Mori..."
"Then you do it yourself Are you here to make fun of others? Hattori Heiji, I think you are..."
The two people quickly re-entered the bickering enemy mode. The topic had completely deviated from the original direction, and they were immersed in the atmosphere of raising eyebrows at each other.
It seems that you can’t think of me for a while.
Karasawa sighed secretly, silently stepped back a few steps, sat back on the seat outside the door of Polo Cafe, silently took out his mobile phone, and looked for Hattori Heizo's number.
As a high school student who couldn’t tell his priorities, he still had no hope.
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"Kusukawa? Could it be Kusukawa from Aideto Detective Agency? Cough, cough, cough..."
Halfway through the words, Mouri Kogoro waved his hand and coughed violently until Karasawa turned off the stove. The fire on the stage calmed down.
"What you taught me is easy to say. Even this cigarette is too big." Looking at the range hood that was covered with oil in a short time, Mouri Kogoro couldn't help but He babbled, "With such a big fire, I feel like it would be quite troublesome for me to get started."
"It would be easier to use the kitchen in a cafe. The stove fire in your home is not big enough, and the suction power of the range hood is not good enough." It's not too sufficient." He glanced disdainfully at the small integrated range hood that Mouri Kogoro chose for aesthetics, and shook his head, "When it comes to cooking, this range hood is just a decoration."
"I can't just go to the cafe downstairs just to learn how to cook. Cough, cough, the smell of smoke is really strong." Mouri Kogoro waved his hand in front of his nose, and was soon touched by the oil on his hand. The smell was disgusting again.
"Then seize the time and replace it with a high-power range hood. The money you save will be spent on the cutting edge." Tang Ze, a senior Chinese home-cooker, gave what he considered to be pertinent advice before changing the subject again, " Do you know this person named Kusukawa? Mr. Hattori mentioned his name. It seems that Hattori and the others came to Tokyo to find this person.” It's quite rare for me to retire from the criminal police force." Mouri Kogoro washed his hands, picked up the plated dishes, followed Tang Ze to the dining table, and answered casually, "He and I resigned. The reasons are different. He likes horse racing, rowing, and even bicycles. It should be said that he is the kind of person who feels uncomfortable if he doesn't bet on something."
"You know so clearly, shouldn't it be before..." Tangze raised his voice and glanced maliciously at Mao Lilan, who immediately became vigilant.
"Uh, no, no, I just play mahjong with him occasionally." After receiving his daughter's unkind gaze, Mouri Kogoro immediately waved his hands to deny, "He is a very exaggerated kind. , he played too much and was listless and moody at work all day long, so he was fired from the police force. I didn’t expect that he was actually a subordinate of the Toyama Criminal Minister..."
Speaking of which, Maori Xiao. Wu Lang's face was full of sadness.
Toyama Kazuha and Hattori Heiji's father are both quite capable among the contemporary police.
As Mouri Kogoro's peers, the two of them have basically climbed to the top of the Osaka Prefectural Police Headquarters. Even now, Mouri Kogoro's boss Megure Juzo has only reached the level of the police department. It's just about getting through qualifications, relying on not making mistakes, and improving step by step. Therefore, if Nanchuan, who originally followed Toyama and Ye's father, had not resigned from his position due to personal conduct issues, with such a smart and capable boss, he might have been able to reach a very far position.
After learning about Nanchuan's original position, he couldn't help but feel a little emotional and a little bit proud.
At least my career plan is my own initiative!
"But it's okay. Kusukawa is a bit of a fool, but as long as he doesn't have any financial dealings with him, as a detective, he still abides by professional ethics." After sighing, Kogoro Mouri waved his hand casually, picked up his chopsticks, and He reached for the plate with an expectant look on his face.
Although he didn’t know where this boy Tang Ze learned his cooking skills, he was already hooked by the taste when he was just cooking. However, Tang Ze was determined not to allow him to taste it secretly, so even if he had The smell of cooking fumes was causing trouble, and he was still ravenous.
Then the tip of his chopsticks was accurately caught by the chopsticks stretched out by Mao Lilan.
"Dad..." She squinted her eyes and moved closer unkindly, "You can't keep in touch with this person, right?"
After the doctor's strong medical advice Under the threat - although she always felt that Mouri Kogoro's physical condition did not seem to have collapsed to this extent - her father indeed stopped smoking cigarettes, and the frequency of drinking alcohol was also much lower.
This is also one of the strategies given by Tang Ze.
It is unrealistic and serious to expect a middle-aged man whose life has been irregular for a long time, and who says he is working as a private detective, but actually has a rough schedule like a freelancer, to suddenly turn around overnight. Withdrawal reactions can also cause severe rebound.
So the plan given by Tangze is to be strict and lenient, with a certain degree of relaxation.
Smoking must not be touched. According to him, he has seen many people who have quit smoking for more than ten years start smoking again due to a sudden relaxation or emotional breakdown, and their addiction to cigarettes has become more serious.
For alcohol, you can turn a blind eye appropriately. Of course, it must be strictly restricted on the surface. In this way, when he occasionally steals a drink or two, this feeling of happiness can make him content for a short period of time.
Only when it comes to gambling, Karasawa's attitude is so firm that he hardly looks like someone who lives in Japan where pachinko and horse racing are common.
"It's not just a matter of simple loss of money, classmate Lan." When Mao Lilan couldn't help but feel shaken because she stopped her father from watching horse racing many times, which caused some conflicts, Tang Ze The answer given was very firm, "I won't talk to you about academic issues, reward circuits, or dopamine secretion... I will only talk to you about human nature. Gambling is not about money, but about human nature. There has never been anything." Small gambling, even a small amount, the excitement and expansion it brings is enough to destroy a person's concept of money that has persisted for more than ten or twenty years."
See Mao Lilan. Sharing the same blank look as Suzuki Sonoko, Karasawa sighed and put down the document in his hand.
The thick psychology paper made a very solid muffled sound when placed on the desk, which added extra persuasiveness to Karasawa's words.
“Suppose you take the exam normally, go to college and graduate, and start working normally. Your salary at that time may be 200,000 to 400,000 yen per month. For this money, you have to work very hard every day. Commuting to and from work, you have to work overtime until you stand on the last bus home without anyone. Suddenly one day, you watch the game on TV, and you have an idea, what if I take out a thousand yen salary to beat the horse racing. What? Even if you win five hundred yen, isn’t it equivalent to having an extra breakfast or a cup of coffee? This idea is not too exaggerated for those who are addicted to gambling, right? This is certainly a small amount of gambling. Right? ”
Seeing the two girls nodding in unison, Tangze organized his words and continued.
“Suppose you win, you win yourself a cup of coffee money, and you happily buy a cup of coffee and go back to the company. The next day, the same time comes again, and you want to buy coffee again. You What do you think at this time? Do you think, I won 500 yen yesterday, why not try again today? If I lose, I will pretend that I didn’t win yesterday. If I win, it will be another cup of coffee. ?”
“It sounds like a very reasonable idea.” Mao Lilan couldn’t help but nodded after entering the scene that Tang Ze said.
"Well, then on the third day, the fourth day, the fifth day...if you lose and win in this process, you will gradually begin to adapt to this way of obtaining money, and slowly , five hundred yen is no longer a half-hour desk job for you, it slowly becomes a matter of choosing a number. If you win a few times, your confidence will naturally start to grow, and you will have the confidence to win. , I'm so lucky, why not try to increase it to two thousand? Three thousand, four thousand?" As he spoke, many shadows flashed in front of Tang Ze's eyes.
In his previous life as an undercover agent, he had seen too much extreme evil, too much cruel blood and tears...
But what impressed him the most were those who were dragged into the quagmire by small sins, unconsciously, and walked into the abyss.
His disgust with these bad habits is precisely because he has really seen them and really understands where they lead.
Mao Lilan, who had always been very lucky and rarely failed miserably in playing cards with others, used her already strong ability to empathize and her face slowly turned pale.
It is true that as Tang Ze said, this kind of small temptation and small stimulation can easily make people lose their alertness.
"Gambling is such a continuous cycle. You may think that it is inhumane and condescending for me to suddenly ask you to deal with your father's problem so harshly and without dignity... But Believe me." Tang Ze looked deeply at the girl sitting behind him, "There are always times when a person has negative emotions. When he reaches middle age, he will have all kinds of dissatisfaction. What if he really chooses this way to vent his emotions? ...If we don’t cut off this cycle, no one knows when everything will become irreversible. The pain now is for a better future. You have to be responsible for yourself and your mother. "< br>
After withdrawing his thoughts, Mao Lilan looked at Mao Li Kogoro's somewhat stunned expression again, took a breath, and once again made up his mind.
"If I find out that you are still messing around with such a mess of people, I will be really rude, dad."
Obviously, Mao Lilan's tone did not change much, The name was still very affectionate, but Mouri Kogoro couldn't help but shudder.
At this moment, he seemed to see a burning, iron-blooded will in his daughter's soft and delicate face.
Damn it, my daughter is a good little girl and slowly turned into this. No matter how you think about it, it is all the fault of Tang Ze, a bastard who comes up with random ideas every day!
"I really haven't been in regular contact with him." After laughing twice, Mouri Kogoro hurriedly clarified, "These things were all said at the card table before. I haven't seen him for a long time. Oh, You see, I don’t even have Nanchuan’s phone number. I only have the office phone number of their office... It’s a normal social interaction with some colleagues, so don’t be too nervous...”
Silently staring at my father’s expression for a few seconds. , Mao Lilan released his chopsticks again and picked up a piece of twice-cooked pork.
Well, in order not to show her shyness while wearing the costume, she didn’t even dare to drink more water at noon, and now she was also very hungry.
"You look very good now, Dad. Come on, I believe Mom will see your determination. Well..." She chewed the pieces of meat in her mouth, her eyes slowly It lit up, "If you can learn this dish, she will be even happier. Tangze, what is this recipe? It's very fragrant and delicious!"
"Twice-cooked pork." The father and daughter looked at each other for a while. After the exchange, Tang Ze, who felt very satisfied with the meal, picked up the dishes leisurely.
"It's really delicious! If dad can't learn it, you can teach me how to make it!"
"Yeah, the twice-cooked pork cooked in that restaurant last time was not bullshit, right?"
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“Hey, Karaze boy, don’t say bad words in front of Xiaolan!”
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“Hey, I suddenly feel like there is nothing good about becoming an adult. ”
Holding a box of instant noodles, Kudo Shinichi sat in his home with Hattori Heiji and looked at each other. He smelled the faint and appetizing aroma of the two houses on the left and right, and forked a handful of noodles with great sadness.
He should have captured Tang Ze and stayed there for two days. Damn it, I’m used to eating their food, and now I feel so hungry!
(End of this chapter)