Conan's Mori Kogoro

Yoko on the side didn't notice the confrontation under the two-person table.

"Sergeant Gezi is too sensitive, I just want to collect the deposit."

Yazi glanced at Mouri Kogoro with a white eye, and then his five fingers moved flexibly.

The knife turned out a knife flower on Maori Kogoro's crotch, and the cold glow made Maori Kogoro stiff.

Yazi also deliberately spoke in a gentle voice: "The Maori detectives have cooperated with our police so many times. They should understand the credibility of our police. I will definitely not blame you. What should be given to you is yours!"

Believe you a ghost, you little girl is very bad!

Meadow danced for a while before retracting the knife, and then said: "Since you already have a clue to the detective, take me to see the'gentleman', I miss him so much."

Yoko on the side couldn't help pouting a small mouth: "Kogoro, are you busy again?" His eyes did not hide his loss.

Mouri Kogoro said: "Sergeant Geiko, you have seen it too, I am busy now, or wait for my call in the afternoon and I will take you to the thief."

Meeko glanced at Kogoro Mori, then at Yoko Okino beside him, and then resolutely refused: "No!"

She came here suddenly because she didn't want to give Moori Kogoro a chance to prepare, so that he would show his feet.

If you leave first and come back in the afternoon, then this period of time will be enough for the great detective to design, and Yazi will naturally not agree.

Kogoro Mouri continued, "Although I have clues, I have to wait for the afternoon to catch the thief, otherwise he won't show up."

Yazi glanced at the clock next to him, and chuckled and said, "It's half past nine now, and it's only a few hours in the afternoon. It's okay. I will be off today. If there is time, I will wait with you until the afternoon with the Maori detective. Let's start together again."

Maori Kogoro’s smile froze, telling her not to be a light bulb. This little girl has to do it. What else can he do? He can only speak quietly: "Sergeant Gezi, if you do this, I’m afraid it will be difficult to find a man. friend's!"

These words instantly hit Meako's sore spot, and her beautiful eyes couldn't help but stare at Mori Kogoro, then turned his head to the side, and no longer looked at him with his arms folded.

Belmore on the side had to see Maori Kogoro deflated, and couldn't help but feel happy with that girl idol, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

At this time, the cafe door opened again, and Amuro Tou, wearing cafe overalls, was surrounded by three people and walked in.

One is a 60 or 70-year-old grandmother, one is a young man with yellow hair, and the other is a fat middle-aged man with glasses.

The three kept talking: "You are the clerk at Polo Cafe, that stray cat belongs to me. Give it back to me."

"What is yours? The cat is clearly my family. What's the matter with you people, why are you throwing other people's cats?"

"Stop arguing, stop arguing, take the cat out, it must know which owner belongs to it."

The three of them kept arguing, and Amuro Toru had a dumbfounded look. He hadn't been in the cafe for a while, and he didn't even know that Li was donating a nightmare.

Donated to skeletal saddle

The yellow-haired young man took out the food magazine and pointed to the photo above: "This is the three-color cat. I found it after looking at the photo. It is exactly the same as the cat I smuggled before."

"Young man, speak carefully. This is my cat."

"What's the matter with you two, it belongs to my family!"

The three of them started a new round of quarrel, Amuro Toru was also a little troubled, and said: "Xiao Zi, you go home first and bring the cat over!"

Li donated to Yang, resentment, Zhao Jun, forgive me.

Item 0219

After a while, Li donated the dice to Dijiao Х skirt school ㄒneck huai Я private foundation.

The cat's body surface is divided into three colors of yellow, white and black. It is well taken care of by Xiaozi, white and fat, cute and cute.

As soon as the tricolor cat appeared, the three people who claimed to be its owners started arguing again.

Yoko Okino was a little confused, and asked about Kogoro Mouri's arm.

The soft chest was squeezed, and Pikachu's face printed on his clothes was a little distorted.

"Kogoro, why are so many people vying for this cat?"

Moori Kogoro gently rubbed Yoko's little hand with his big hand, and explained warmly: "That should be a male cat!"

"Because of the difference in chromosomes, the probability of appearance of tricolor male cats is extremely low, and only one appears in a few thousand."

"The number is extremely rare, so this rare cat is also regarded as the prototype of the lucky cat, and its value naturally rises."

"I remember that a three-color male cat was sold for 20 million yen, so it is normal for so many people to compete."

Hearing this, Yoko's small face couldn't help showing surprise.

"Wow, 20 million, you can buy a house nearby. I didn't expect a cat to be worth so much money."

Yoko was right. Kogoro Mouri bought the building next door to the head of the household for just over 25 million yen, which was purchased at a premium.

More than 20 million can indeed buy a house nearby.

Yezi beside her was a little surprised when she heard that the tricolor cat was so expensive.

The tri-color cat is so precious that the three arguing naturally refused to give up, and the louder and louder voices all affected the guests in the store.

Toru Amuro also looked distressed, but he soon saw Kogoro Mori sandwiched between the two women on the deck, and instantly had an idea.

So he turned his head and spoke to the three of them: "You listen to me, now I can't tell who the owner of this cat is, and I can't give the cat to you."

"But the Maori detective is in our shop now. He can definitely find out the real owner of the cat and let him be fair, how about it?"

Xiao Zi also echoed: "The Maori detective is very powerful!"

The old woman said, "It's Kogoro Mouri who often appears on TV? If it is him, then I can believe it!"

The middle-aged fat man wearing glasses nodded: "I know him too. As soon as there is a reasoning live broadcast, my wife will sit in front of the TV and watch it."

Hearing what the other two said, the yellow-haired young man could only nod his head.

The group walked over to the deck where Kogoro Mori was.

There was a chuckle at the corner of Yazi's mouth, and her face was full of a good show.

Pets can’t speak. It’s hard to tell each person’s rhetoric.

As soon as the old woman arrived, she began to sell her out in a sensational manner.

"Maori detective, you have to call the shots for me, these two young men bullied the old man and wanted to steal my cat."

Maori Kogoro suddenly became a little speechless, making himself like the master of the sky, what a trouble!

He couldn't help but stared at Amuro Toru, who had nothing to do with trouble: "I have heard what you said, and I will help find out the real owner of this cat."