Conan's Mori Kogoro

"And my cooking skills are terrible. I always get into the kitchen in a hurry. I almost starve to death when I live alone. Fortunately, the take-out is now developing, otherwise the life will always be miserable."

At this time, Xiaolan's voice sounded from the side.

"Wow, so your hobbies are exactly the same as your mother's. My mother also likes knitting and cooking, but her cooking skills are also terrible. You are right, Dad!"

There was a smile on Xiaolan's face after the shower, but a cold light flashed in his eyes when he turned to look at Kogoro Mouri.

Just after she got down, she saw that the client was a beautiful woman, and she frowned slightly, and she became vigilant.

Then I heard the two chatting and talking about their hobbies, and even heard the words of Maori Kogoro's sister-in-law, suddenly angry, and directly interrupted.

When Maori Kogoro saw Xiaolan's appearance, he converged, and he didn't dare to continue the wave. The pain in these legs reminded him of the pain.

Soon the conversation between the two was back on track, and Bochi Jinghua began to talk about the situation of the person she was looking for.

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After some conversation, Kogoro Mouri understood.

"In that case, Miss Bochi, you are looking for this old classmate to get back the photo of the kendo competition thirty years ago, right? But apart from this photo and his name, do you have any clues to Miss Bochi? ?"

Bochi Jinghua pondered for a moment, and shook everything, "It should be gone!"

Xiaolan was sitting next to Kogoro Mori, frowning, "It's a headache for me to do this. How can I find it in such a big Tokyo?"

Bochi Jinghua bowed again: "Maori detective, that picture is very important to me, please help me find it."

But she soon noticed the smile on Kogoro Moori's face, and couldn't help asking: "Detective Moori, have you thought of a way?"

"Although there are few clues, there is still a way to try. Since Shibata Shiro can win the kendo competition in junior high, he may also participate in other kendo competitions. In this case, just check the competition records over the years. Maybe you can find it."

"Miss Bochi, please wait patiently. I'll make a phone call and check the record of the kendo match in Tokyo."

Hearing this, Bo Chi Jinghua's beautiful eyes drenched, the corners of his mouth curved slightly, and he couldn't help but said, "That's great, Maori detective."

Seeing her expression, Mouri Kogoro couldn't help feeling strange. After the phone call, he arranged the inquiry about Shibata Shiro to his subordinates, and Moori Kogoro patiently waited for information.

Seeing that it was almost noon, Xiaolan said: "Dad, let's go to the cafe downstairs for lunch. Uncle Anxi now has steaks for lunch. I want to try it."

Then Xiao Lan turned her head to invite Bochi Jinghua and said, "Miss Bochi, you also have lunch with us. There will be no news for a while."

Bochi Jinghua nodded, and the group came to the Poirot Café on the first floor.

After the three of them were seated, a waiter came forward to order, and a translucent voice sounded.

"Maori detective, do you want something to eat?"

A man with dark skin and blond hair, dressed in waiter's costume, stood beside him.

Although his hand was holding the menu to cover it, Mouri Kogoro still found traces of the fine calluses on his fingers. Although they were cut off, they could not escape the eyes of Mouri Kogoro.

This is a cocoon that can only be found in gun practice!

Moreover, this blond man is not weak, although he looks lazy and doesn't care about anything, but this posture can be immediately switched to a fighting posture if someone attacks, especially the muscles under his clothes contain power.

This guy, with this appearance, shouldn't it be Bourbon, the spy who inserted into the organization by the Japanese police.

But why did he suddenly appear?

Mouri Kogoro was puzzled, his face was calm, he glanced at it and closed his gaze back.

He doesn't care much about Bourbon. The firm is his home base. If Bourbon really dared to make trouble here, he would be asking for trouble.

But this waiter desperately calmed his heartbeat: this look, this momentum, is too terrifying, no wonder the gin wine has all returned in a disastrous defeat.

All the hairs on Bo's body were erected at that glance, which was a reaction only when encountering an extremely dangerous existence.

In the air-conditioned cafe, a drop of sweat leaked from his back, which quickly wetted his shirt, but no one noticed it under the coat.

Xiaolan asked in confusion: "Hey, are you a new waiter? Why didn't I see you before?"

The blond man replied calmly: "Yes, my name is Toru Amuro, what do you want to eat?"

Xiaolan turned her head and looked at Kogoro Mouri: "Dad, let's have black pepper steak rice!"

And the opposite Bochi Jinghua said, "If you have pasta, give me a copy, thank you."

Amuroto took out a pen and paper and wrote on the order book: "Then what do you want to drink?"

"Coffee!" "Orange juice!" "Lizi!"

Xiaolan looked at Bochi Jinghua suspiciously: "Miss Bochi, do you remember something? Who is Lizi?"

Bochi Jinghua waved her hand and said: "It's nothing, Lizi is my old classmate who used to call me my name, saying that I am very similar to the heroine of a novel he has read, and the heroine is called Lizi..."

Jinghua Bochi turned her head and looked at Toru Amuro: "I want a cup of coffee too!"

Kogoro Mouri raised his eyebrows, but said nothing.

However, Bochi Jinghua covered her mouth and coughed immediately.

Cough cough cough!

Xiaolan immediately cared: "What's wrong, are you catching a cold?"

Bochi Jinghua pretended to have a hard-working look: "It's okay, I have a bad bronchus, so I'll be fine after two coughs."

Mouri Kogoro had a see-through smile on his face: she was really a woman who ran the train with her mouth full, and she didn't know how many panicked she had been.

...

Soon, the three of them finished their lunch and returned to the office on the second floor, sitting on the sofa, talking and drinking tea.

After the conversation, the woman lied a lot, and also said that she would be more enthusiastic about maintenance and tell the truth.

After two o'clock in the afternoon, the office phone rang, and Kogoro Mouri answered the phone, but soon he frowned.

"What? You said that after checking the records of kendo competitions over the past thirty years, Shibata Shiro's name was not found. Okay, then I know."

Mouri Kogoro hung up the phone, but saw the flashing smile of Bochi Jinghua. She seemed to have expected this situation.

"Maori detective, is there still no news?"

Jinghua Bochi showed a worried look on her white face: "Since the Maori detective can't find the person I'm looking for, how about entrusting the high school detective who frequently visits your office, Shinichi Kudo?"

Jinghua Haochi looked serious, but when she heard this, Kogoro Mouri was angry.