Conan's Mori Kogoro

After midnight the trouble finally stopped, Mouri Kogoro returned to his room, changed his pajamas and climbed onto the bed.

But as soon as I got into the bed, my big hand touched the countless smoothness.

He looked down. The little angel was looking at him with big eyes blinking. There was no trace of his body. I felt pity.

Mouri Kogoro's unresolved anger instantly rose up, how can this situation be tolerated.

It was a big hit, and a poem said:

Powder fragrance and sweaty Yaoqin Zhen, spring teasing crisp melt rain cream.

Di Shen was quiet and happy for the Spring Festival night, and his heart was gone.

Flowers and leaves once broke the stamens, and the willows shook the willow branches.

It doesn't hinder the muscles and bones of the two bodies, and even goes to Yunqiao.

The love in spring is not enough for outsiders.

The next day, when the rain continued, Mouri Kogoro woke up and rubbed his waist. The bed was already empty.

It was crazy last night, it was more than three hours.

What does the little angel's three or four hours represent? It goes without saying that his lower back is still a little sore.

Soon, Kogoro Mouri got up and dressed, and brought the magic furnace with the palm of his hand.

Strangely speaking, when Mouri Kogoro was holding this magic furnace, he faintly felt that someone in it was calling him, but he listened carefully, but he heard nothing.

This thing looks pretty wicked, so Kogoro Moori wrapped it in a handkerchief, put it in his arms, and walked outside.

As soon as I arrived at the hotel restaurant, I saw other people.

Xiaolan smiled sweetly as soon as she saw her father, while Hongzi turned her small face deliberately, pretending to be angry.

In addition, three police officers are conducting routine interviews.

This is a police officer from Fukui Prefecture. The person in charge is a Mediterranean police officer. He doesn't even know Kogoro Moori and has a very bad attitude.

The Mediterranean police officer looked at Maori Kogoro, his eyebrows raised slightly, and he looked arrogant: "I heard that you were also at the scene of the crime last night. Who is your name and what you are doing on the island? Let me explain clearly."

Hattori Heiji on the side said, "Police officer, I advise you to be polite to this handsome uncle. He is the most powerful detective in our country."

"Cut, detective, the police handle the case, but no matter what the detective is." The Mediterranean police officer was full of disdain.

Conan said, "Uncle Maori is a big celebrity. There are more than 20 million fans alone."

Hearing this, the Mediterranean police officer's perverted expression receded.

And Hongzi clicked on the encyclopedia page of Kogoro Mouri searched in the phone, and the phone slid in front of the police officer.

"Besides, he has a very good relationship with the senior officials of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department. Not only did he help solve many cases, he also saved the police officer’s daughter. I heard that the appointment of these county-level police officers must be approved by the Metropolitan Police Department. I wonder if it's true?"

Looking at the encyclopedia page of Kogoro Moori, the Mediterranean police officer was sweaty in an instant, and he quickly showed a flattering smile.

"Sorry, Maori Detective, I was too rude just now. Please forgive me."

"Let me just say, a detective like you, who is so energetic, is completely a distinguished guest. How could he be a suspect? It's all the people who made a mistake. Don't mind Maori detective."

Kogoro Mouri was rather surprised: "Suspect?"

Xiaolan explained in a loud voice: "Because of the police investigation, Miss Sumi, who had witnessed death among the tourists who attended the shrine last night, got the one hundred seven wooden sign, which is exactly the wooden sign you picked up, Dad. So these policemen came to inquire early in the morning."

The Mediterranean police officer quickly explained: "It's all the people who made a mistake. Maori detectives must not go to the heart. Go, go, go, we went to investigate elsewhere."

This guy directly pushed the two subordinates on the left and right, and then walked outside the hotel.

Conan and Hattori Heiji couldn't help rolling his eyes. This kind of police is too irresponsible!

Kogoro Mouri sat down and started to have breakfast, while Hattori Heiji said, "Uncle, I started to express condolences for Sumi at Ebinahara's house today. Let's go over and take a look."

"Uncle, I always think this case is not an accident. What do you think of this case?"

Kogoro Mouri nodded: "It's really not like an accident, but it was too dark last night and I didn't find any clues. It rained again today. I'm afraid the traces on the mountain have been washed away. It is quite difficult to investigate."

He glanced at Conan and Hattori Heiji who were in a fit state. It seemed that it was very difficult for the two to accept that the case was an accident, and they had to find someone to blame.

Soon, Kogoro Mouri had an idea.

The group put on plain black clothes and went to Ebina's home to express their condolences.

Item 0013

Fortunately, both Xiaolan and Hongzi wear black clothes, otherwise they have to buy them on the island.

Both women wore plain black dresses and black stockings, making their skin whiter and fairer, especially in the absolute area of ​​the stockings and dresses, it was even brighter.

When the two women came together, it was the focus of everyone's attention.

However, Hongzi glared at Mouri Kogoro from time to time, seeming to complain about what happened last night, but Mouri Kogoro just responded with a smug smile.

Soon, everyone came to Eilao Yuan's home and registered at the entrance.

There, they also saw Shimabukuro Junhui and Fukuyama Rokuro, the two were constantly talking.

Jun Hui changed into a black suit and skirt, and she looked more gentle, very different from the image of the fierce maiden who was shot by Zhang Gong last night.

"Lu Lang, did you see Mr. Men Xie just now, his face is blue and purple, and he has been rubbing his stomach. I don't know what happened, so I didn't say anything to him."

When Jun Hui saw the appearance of Menxie Benzang, he was a little suspicious that the intruder was him last night.

Rokuro Fukuyama didn't care at all, and instead said: "Who knows, I heard that he stayed in the izakaya for a long time last night, maybe he had a fight with alcoholics, he is just an old gangster."

He continued: "But Junhui, how did you think about the matter I told you last time?"

There was warmth in Fukuyama's eyes.

Junhui shook his head, "Lulang, I'm sorry, I can't agree. I'm sorry for your dead fiancee Sumi, and I still have a great-grandmother to take care of. Just forget what you said."

Fukuyama Lulang's eyes flashed a sulky color, which happened to be seen by Conan who looked up and observed.

When Jun Hui saw Maori and his party, she greeted him with a smile: "Maori detective, do you also come to participate in condolences?"

Kogoro Mouri nodded: "Come here uninvited, I won't bother you."

"Of course not. If Sumi sees so many people coming to see her, she should be very happy." A lonely color flashed in Jun Hui's eyes.

At this time, Conan the little devil spoke, making a disgusting positive tone: "Brother Fukuyama, I seem to see your house next door, can we visit your house before we condole?"