I'm making soy sauce in the detective world

Pushing open the bathroom door, Guangyou saw a mess, leaning on his forehead: "Forget to clean up, MMP, when will it be bad? Come now."

Guangyou regretted the cream fight yesterday. At this time, Xiaolan came out of the utility room with a triangular headscarf. When she saw Guangyou, she greeted: "Then Guangyou, please come and help! Clean up by the way today. !"

After responding, Guangyou went to the utility room and took the cleaning equipment. When he came out, he threw a rag that hadn't been washed for a long time on Conan's face.

Conan took off the rag covering his face: "It's really refreshing."

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"Jingle Bell"

"Moximosi, Maori detective agency."

"You said you're looking for someone, so sorry, I have too many cases now."

The stubborn-looking Uncle Maori saw that the horse he was betting on on TV had lost again, and for a while forgot that he was still on the phone with others, and said with some disappointment: "I bought the wrong one again, that's true."

Guangyou, who was wiping the TV, glanced at Uncle Maori, and also admired Uncle Maori's ability to open his eyes and tell lies. There are so many cases in the office.

Somewhat lost, he heard the urging on the phone and shouted: "I said I am very busy now!"

Because the customer is God, Xiao Lan half-squinted, staring at Uncle Maori, as if you would just punch it if you don't speak well.

Uncle Maori’s temper was like a fire meets a firefighter, his eyes turned into peasy eyes, and he approached the microphone and said in a good voice, "Then I think about it for a while, let's listen to what you say before looking."

"Dad, you are so true, you have to work hard!" Xiaolan stuck her waist and looked serious.

Under Xiaolan's powerful aura, Uncle Maori nodded repeatedly. Conan put down the clutter and asked: "Uncle, what kind of person was calling just now."

"It sounds like it should be a middle-aged woman. She said she will come here now." Uncle Maori cupped his chin with his eyes full of peach blossoms. "It should be the kind of Mr. Maori, please help me find my first love. "

Because of this, Uncle Maori always stayed away from this kind of case, because this kind of case is really boring. An Obasan finds his first love without much money and trouble.

"Boom boom"

There was a knock on the door, and after Xiaolan responded, the door was pushed open, and what was greeted was a woman wearing a lavender kimono wearing clogs.

The woman is extremely beautiful, with fair skin and well-defined features. At a glance, she gives people a gentle feeling. A pair of glamorous eyes releases shocking charm all the time, and the light lip makeup on her mouth adds a lot of color.

The woman opened the mouth and said: "I'm Chi Bo, who had already come by phone just now, and I would like to ask you to forgive me for visiting you so presumptuously."

Chibo's voice is also like a spring breeze, and it makes people feel very comfortable: "I heard my friends say that as long as I find Mr. Maori, I will definitely help me find the person I want to meet."

After that, he bowed slightly to Xiao Lan, Xiao Lan also responded, saying, "Then you can sit here first."

Conan also exclaimed. The woman in front of her seemed to have a mature style that Xiaolan didn't have, and Conan, who was still a seventeen or eighteen-year-old in his heart, was somewhat dumbfounded.

Guangyou couldn’t help but admire at first sight, and then he suddenly thought, isn’t this Chi Bo Jinghua a black chicken damn? I sigh that the black chicken doesn't inherit the skin that his mother has.

"Strange, where did Dad go?" Xiao Lan just wanted to call Uncle Maori to pick up the guests, but the unreliable Ogisang disappeared when she turned her head.

As soon as the voice fell, the bathroom door slowly opened. The decadent man with a scumbag just now disappeared without a trace. Instead, he was wearing a white suit, a brown shirt, and a dark gold tie with a bright face and fashionable hairstyle. Uncle Maori.

Uncle Maori smiled what he thought he was very handsome: "Leave it to me, beautiful lady."

Immediately he took Chi Bo Jinghua's hand and looked at her: "I just went to see a few cases that are more difficult to solve, so I delayed some time, sorry."

After that, he stretched out his hand to embrace Chi Bo Jinghua's shoulders: "Come here, let's sit down on the sofa first, so that we can calm down the excitement in our hearts before we talk."

Immediately, she said to Xiao Lan with a pinching smile: "Xiao Lan, go get a drink."

Xiao Lan squinted her eyes, "Oh."

Seeing this, except for Chi Bo Jinghua and Maori Uncle, the remaining three people are already speechless, and the world record for one-second cross-dressing is maintained, Maori Kogoro.

After learning about it, what Chi Bo Jinghua wanted to find was her classmate who was in middle school, but because he moved, he couldn't find it.

Hearing that it was him, Uncle Maori had a bad premonition in his heart. Middle school, male classmates, were eager to find him. Isn't this still the rhythm of finding first love?

Finally, a big beauty came, and after such a thing happened, the throbbing little flame in Uncle Maori's heart also disappeared by more than half.

With that, Chi Bo Jinghua took out a photo of that year. The person she was looking for was Shiro Shiro. In the photo, she stood at the C position, and beside her stood a girl who was very similar to Chi Bo Jinghua.

"The girl next to you is you." Uncle Maori sighed secretly in his heart. He had already seen that it was a beauty.

Chi Bo Jinghua nodded and said embarrassedly: "I'm really sorry, that little girl is me. This is an old photo taken thirty years ago."

A photo taken thirty years ago directly caused Conan and Uncle Maori to drop their chins. The woman who looked only twenty-four and five was over forty years old.

Immediately, Uncle Maori calmed down and said sternly: "Could you please tell me your interest by the way."

Chibo Jinghua thought that Uncle Maori asked Shibata Shiro's interests, but Uncle Maori shook his head: "I mean your interests."

"Huh?" Chi Bo Jinghua was obviously a little surprised, but still replied, "I usually like knitting things, so I often knit sweaters."

Uncle Maori is even more excited. This kind of virtuous interest is his dish!

"Then your interest is the same as my mother." Xiaolan smiled and put down coffee, but her tone was like a cat protecting a calf.

"However, do you know anything about cooking?" Uncle Maori is more concerned about this issue. Fei Yingli's dishes are nuclear bomb level killers.

"No, I don't know anything about cooking. Take yesterday as an example, I have cut my hands three times when I fry a dish."

Chi Bo Jinghua's words made Xiaolan laugh in her heart and said: "It's the same with my mother!"

Uncle Maori smiled bitterly: "In fact, it's nothing, a person only has some shortcomings to be more attractive!"

After Xiaolan heard it, she stared at Uncle Maori, but her words were full of approval: "That's it."

Seeing all this, Guangyou shrugged. Is this the legendary family flower is not as good as the fragrance of wild flowers?