Chapter 1205: Don't sprinkle salt on the wound, change the cumin, the chili noodles! ~

At 11:40 in the evening, Maori Detective Office.
In the living room, Conan, Xiaolan, Hattori Hira, and Ye are sitting in front of the coffee table, Xiaolan "ah" a channel:
"You happened to meet Yunwen classmates tonight, and the case you encountered was solved by Yunwen students?"
"Wow! Yunwen classmates are so powerful!" and Ye sincerely expressed praise, and then squinted at the service department to take a look. "I think Yunwen students are much better than some high school students who claim to be the first in Kansai!"

Xiaolan blinked and smiled: "Yes, right! In my impression, the new one doesn't seem to be like Yunwen. I think Yunwen is a veritable Japanese high school detective?"
"Well, I think so!"
"..."
Xiaolan and He Ye praised Shu Yunwen without hesitation. Conan and the service department almost didn’t have a face inside.
MMP! Do you both think about our feelings in the face of our face?
We have been miserable by the pit pit tonight, please don't spray salt on our wounds again?
Xiaolan, and Ye said a few more words, Xiaolan opened the topic: "Okay, don't say this, you look at Conan, the clothes department's expression, they look so depressed!"
Conan and the service department heard the words in peace, and they were relieved in their hearts. It was great. The two women finally did not salt our wounds. Should we listen to them in the next words?
"Okay, okay!~" and Ye did not notice the abnormalities of Conan and the service department. He nodded his head and attached Xiaolan's words, and then curiously asked, "Yes, Conan, Ping, what are you two?" How do you always go to the bathroom? Is it a bad stomach?"
"Uh……"
Conan and the service department twitched twice in the mouth, and suddenly felt that the chrysanthemum had a pain, and then a black line -
Mommy! What are the two women doing?
What has broken the stomach? We are being slashed by Shu Yunwen’s pit goods.
I also said that they finally did not salt the wounds of the cockroaches. As a result, they changed their sorrows and peppers.
Are they planning to spread all the seasonings and then we have eaten them?
Conan and the service department looked at each other with a sly look. They all saw depression and heart plugs from each other's eyes. Then they pondered a bit. After all, they didn't say that they were so embarrassed by Shu Yunwen's "concealed", and they couldn't help but nod. : "...Yes, we did eat bad belly..."
"Ah? It's really ah!" Xiaolan smiled slightly. "Speaking of it, I just saw that both of you are walking with your legs crossed, taking a step, '嘶', and thinking that you are going to do something weird. I hurt myself..."
"Oh... how could it be!~"
Conan and the service department sneered together and then browed a sigh -
In other words, how does Xiaolan’s words sound a bit weird, and it seems that there is ambiguity!
Conan and the service department were squinting, and Ye suddenly said: "Yes, Ping. I called you before, what do you say tomorrow, there are other things, there is no way to go back to Osaka... What are you going to do tomorrow? ?"
The service department squatted for a while, then scratched his head and said: "You said this... In fact, I received a letter of entrustment before, and I plan to go see it tomorrow..."
"Ah? Dele?" and Ye said something, knowing that his childhood childhood is a person who has encountered a case and ignores other people. He reluctantly swears, "...you came to Tokyo today because the client is in Tokyo?" ?"
"Oh, no." The service department explained in a moment, "In fact, the client is in Fukui Prefecture..."
"Fukui Prefecture?!"
He and Ye heard the name, and the face was surprised and speechless: "Please! From Tokyo to Fukui Prefecture is far better than from Osaka to Osaka? You are specializing in running Tokyo, what is it for!"
In other words, I am coming to Tokyo, of course, for Kudo...
Nonsence! Of course, it is to discuss this strange letter of trust with Kudo!
In the heart of the service department, Xiao Lan smiled and explained: "What? In the afternoon, I remember the service department, he said that he and the new one had met in our office, and the new one did not come to him... ..."
"Is that the case?" and the leaves were a bit confusing. The service department nodded immediately and nodded, and glanced at Conan with a smile:
"Yes, that's right! It's all the Kudo guys who put my pigeons! In fact, the commission I received this time seems quite tricky. I wanted to find Kudo to help..."
"is it?"
Xiaolan, and Ye, they blinked, and at this time, the door slammed softly, and the drunken Maori uncle came in with his jacket.
And Ye saw Uncle Maori's eyes bright, and then said: "Peace, since you need to find someone to help, it is better to find Xiaolan's father! Mr. Maori is a famous Japanese detective, he has help, your The commission can be solved easily!"
And Ye Yan, Xiaolan also smiled and nodded, turned to look at the drunken dad, scorned: "It is also said that my father has nothing to do these two days, smoking, drinking, playing mahjong, playing small every day. Steel balls, betting horses..."
Xiaolan’s
Bala Bara
counted a bunch of problems with his father:
...can help him find something to do now!~

"Hey... Looking for Mr. Maori to help?"
Conan and the service department heard the words and they were speechless.
In other words, others may not know, but the two of them know, and Uncle Maori is very wasteful?
Take Maori’s skull and ask him for help. If he can help him, it’s not bad...
Therefore, Uncle Maori is still not good to go!
Conan and the service department looked at each other and then cunned the ministry: "So what... Mr. Maori often solves the big case, my little commission, Mr. Maori does not have to see it..."
"Do not worry! I have a way to ensure that he will promise!"
Xiaolan smiled slightly, then got up and walked to the side of Uncle Maori, and helped Uncle Maori complain: "Dad! You are so, how can you drink like this?"
"Ha ha ha... Xiaolan, haven't you slept yet?" Uncle Maori looked at his own baby prostitute and immediately asked for love. "Dad, I want to drink water, can you help me with a glass of water first?"

Would you like to drink water?
Xiaolan smiled and smiled. Then he pointed his finger at the clothing department and the leaf road next to the coffee table.
Dad, the service department, and the leaves came. The service department said that he had encountered a tricky entrustment. Looking for your help, if you have nothing to do in the past two days, just help him? You just promise to help, I will help you pour water!~"
"I promised to pour water for me?" Uncle Maori uncle did not realize that his niece was in the potholes. "Then I promised, hurry up and pour me water!"
"Okay, Dad, then it’s a word!~"
Xiaolan turned his head to Conan, the service department, and the leaves. They blinked and turned to pour water. Conan and the service department all jumped in the eyelids and looked speechless.
In other words, how can you get a glass of water from the district? In the end, there is no dignity of a detective!
Conan, the service department, they are vomiting, the drunken Maori uncle finally found the service department next to the coffee table and the leaves, the face appeared an idiot-like smirk, recruited a beckoning:
"Hey! How are you!"
"Uh……"
The service department is flat and the brain is black.
Good, your sister! This alcoholic uncle, really saved!