I'm making soy sauce in the detective world

After separating from Xiaoai and the others, Kosuke followed Hattori Heiji and Uncle Maori slowly walking down the street.

A few men didn't have the mind to go shopping, but there were still a few hours before the agreed time. Now it is a bit boring to wait in the past.

After asking a few people's opinions, Uncle Maori led a group into an izakaya near the car rental company.

Because he had to investigate in the afternoon, Uncle Maori didn't drink any alcohol. He only ordered some side dishes, such as fried chicken, skewers, oden and so on.

By the way, I chatted with the owner of the izakaya that I knew a long time ago.

While the three of Guangyou were sitting at another table, Hattori Heiji and Conan were chatting while eating, and Guangyou did not participate in the topic of the two of them.

He sat in his seat, and while eating skewers grilled with sauce, he exchanged text messages with Xiao Ai.

After staying in the izakaya for almost two hours, Uncle Maori settled the bill and left the izakaya with a few people.

...

At 4:30 in the afternoon, Beihu Township is 4chome.

A car slowly stopped in front of the gate of Zhujiao's house.

After the car stopped, Hattori Heiji opened the door with Conan and got out of the car.

Standing in front of the house number, confirming the specific address, and looking at the current time, Hattori Heiji frowned slightly.

He said distressedly: "It's here, but we were 30 minutes late, and we don't know if there is any impact, it feels a bit difficult."

"Thirty minutes?" Uncle Maori pulled out the car key, reached out to open the door, and said as he got out of the car, "It's only 30 minutes. It shouldn't be so good, right?"

"But Mr. Nanchuan specifically confessed to me that the other party is a person who is very picky about time." Hattori Heiji explained, "If it's only a minute or two, it should be fine, but we are all an hour late."

"Anyway, we are here... ah~ ah~" Guangyou closed the car door, yawned, reached out to wipe the crystal from the corner of his eyes, paused, and said, "Go in and ask. "

"Well, it can only be this way." Hattori nodded, stepped forward, walked into the yard of Zhujiao's house, and shouted, "Excuse me, is anyone there?"

As soon as he walked a few steps, Hattori Heiji heard a sullen female voice from the room, and he stopped because of this.

"Please leave now, or I will call the police!"

Uncle Maori and Guangyou who followed up also heard this voice, and Guangyou guessed: "Maybe he is driving the salesman away."

"Perhaps." Hattori Heiji was noncommittal. Hearing the movement inside, he put his hand on the door and opened a gap.

Then, several people saw the owner of the voice just now, a woman who was getting older, and the years left obvious marks on her face.

In the hallway in front of the woman, stood a man in a suit.

After hearing that sentence, the man quickly explained: "I said it earlier. I didn't come to visit the house to force sales..."

"I just brought the catalogs of hanging scrolls, teapots and other antiques sold in my shop for your reference."

Guangyou, who was upright and "eavesdropping" at the door, raised his eyebrows.

Isn't this still sales...

"I already told you."

The woman stood on the porch, looked down at the man who came to sell her, and said impatiently, "I have no interest in that kind of dusty broken copper iron."

"If this is the case, then I hope you can take away the catalog and the key ring for the booming business."

The man did not continue to struggle like other salesmen. He handed the catalogue and key ring in front of the woman, and said kindly, "If there is a need someday, come to our store."

"You don't have to worry about this." The woman did not reach out to connect the catalog and key ring, but raised her hand and hit the two things on the ground.

Then, the woman snorted and said disdainfully: "Our family is not too poor to collect your kind of free gifts."

The woman's patience seemed to have been polished, her face was angry, and she shouted at the man: "Please go out quickly?!"

The man was not angry. After bowing a few times to apologize, he squatted down and picked up the catalogue and key ring that fell on the floor.

While picking it up, he said, "No, sorry, I really disturb you..."

After picking up his belongings, the man turned around and opened the door.

When he saw Guangyou and his group at the door, he was stunned for a moment, then leaned slightly, lowered his head slightly, and walked past them.

After the man left, the woman also saw a few people at the door and asked: "What? Do you guys have anything to do?"

"We are here to inspect the scene on behalf of Mr. Nanchuan." Uncle Maori withdrew his gaze and explained with a kind smile.

Hearing what Uncle Maori said, the woman nodded and said, "It turned out to be because of that, but I don't need it anymore."

"Maybe it's because I've been too nervous recently, that's why I feel that way. If there is nothing else, please come back, everyone."

Although he didn't know what was going on, Uncle Maori didn't ask much, smiled and nodded and said to the woman: "That's really bothering you, we'll leave."

"Well, go slowly."

After some courtesy, Uncle Maori left Zhujiao's yard with a few people.

"Uncle, can we go back now?"

Seeing the current situation, Guangyou felt that it was impossible to continue the investigation.

After all, the client has decided to cancel, what else to investigate?

"Well, let's go back." Uncle Maori nodded, then looked at Hattori Heiji, and asked, "Why is it different from what you said?"

While in the car, he asked Hattori Heiji about the general situation of the commission.

It probably means that suspicious figures will appear nearby at night.

The woman was troubled by this, so he asked Mr. Nanchuan to come to her house to inspect the scene.

However, this situation is completely different from what was said.

"I can't help it." Hattori Heiji was also helpless, defending himself, "Mr. Kusukawa was imprisoned by the Obasan three days ago, and changes are normal."

"Don't worry about this. Since that aunt doesn't need to investigate, let's go back." Guangyou also wanted to go back early to buy some food, and then prepare a big meal for Xiao Ai.

"But it's weird." Conan put forward a different view. "It's obviously too troublesome, so I have to entrust a detective to check it. How can you say that it is too neurotic?"

"Yes, I think there must be something wrong with that auntie." Hattori nodded and agreed.

"What's weird? Is there a problem?"

He glanced at Hattori Heiji, then at Conan, Koyo shook his head helplessly, and said, "I don't want to investigate, don't you have to investigate?"

"Yeah." Uncle Maori just felt like he ran for nothing today, and didn't feel that there was anything wrong with that woman.

If you insist on talking about problems, you have a big temper.

This can also be explained, perhaps because the woman hates sales, or perhaps because she has been in a bad mood these days.

"I think we'd better go back." Uncle Maori looked at the current time and said to a few people, "As Guangyou said, since they canceled the commission, there is nothing for us."

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