Chapter 2112: Conan: In the words, those clothes feel good...

In a blink of an eye, time is up to Friday.
Because I don’t know what holiday it is, I have a holiday this Friday.
At two o'clock in the afternoon, Shu Yunwen's villa is inside.
Outside, there was a light rain in the ground. In the living room, Shu Yunwen and Uncle Maori sat together, one drinking a drink, one drinking beer, chatting casually, talking about something that was not there.
After attending the opening ceremony of the shrine with the kimono ministry, the distant mountain and the leaf appointment, Sakamoto and the kimono squad, and Ye, Xiaolan, etc. discussed the itinerary, and finally decided to leave at 1 o'clock on Friday afternoon at Shu Yunwen. In the inside, I will simply gather together. As for Conan, Xiaolan, and Maori, they will arrive in the morning. At noon, they will cook at Shu Yunwen’s house, and help Conan pick clothes.
That's right! In order to allow Conan to wear the most satisfactory women's wear, Luoli was mournful and compassionate, opened his wardrobe and let Conan choose and take it away.
However, after one o'clock in the afternoon, Conan's clothes have been picked up. The service department has been flat, the mountains and the leaves have not come yet. So, I have a number of beautiful, Xiaolan and Conan ran to pick women's clothes, Shu Yunwen and Maori. Uncle stayed in the living room and chatted.
"Mr. Maori, are you saying that the prisoner who has been kidnapping and killing young girls has not been anesthetized when he was doing amputation?"
Listening to the situation revealed by Uncle Maori, Shu Yunwen was a bit awkward. Uncle Li had poured a beer and said with a slight sigh: "No, no, it seems to be only a little. When the police investigated, the anesthesiologist said that he was watching. Unused by this metamorphosis, the anesthesiologist who did this was temporarily suspended afterwards, but many people think he is doing a great job!"
Uncle Maori said, after the tone paused, he continued: "...I heard people say that Miyazaki was sorely alive on the operating table, and when the surgery was finished, the whole person was crazy... ...but, he should be crazy!"
"Hey... loaded?"
Shu Yunwen heard a word, Uncle Maori nodded and said: "Yes, it is loaded! In order to facilitate the investigation, on the third day after he finished the operation, the prosecution sent someone to judge his mental situation. Identification, the results show that he is all normal, just in the madness to sell silly, of course, no matter how much he installed, can not escape, the police have a complete physical evidence and evidence chain, you can be sure that he is a metamorphosis murderer kidnapped! The crime is definitely the death penalty! If the Minister of Algorithms does not sign the execution order, he will definitely stay in prison for a lifetime..."
Listening to Uncle Maori’s words, Shu Yunwen’s voice was
squeaky
and his mouth twitched.
According to the modus operandi of this guy, he should have more or less mentally convenient diseases. This judicial appraisal is all normal... Sure enough, is Fukuda Mingzhi helping this guy find someone to do it?
On the day of Fukuda's help, he said that "the guy's mental appraisal must be completely normal", Shu Yunwen remembers coming!
In other words, since the judicial appraisal of Fukuda Akira helped people find their hands and feet, then Miyazaki did not do anesthesia surgery, is it also a ghost of Fukuda?
The more I think about it, the more suspicious I say...
Shu Yunwen was pondering inside, and after a few seconds, he slammed his head hard.
Forget it! As for the crimes committed by Hayao Miyazaki, how can he not be too much for him, it is not worthy of sympathy!
"In other words, I read the news report saying that Miyazaki’s father had committed suicide by jumping into the river?" Shu Yunwen asked casually.
"Yes, I heard the police officer say that his body has been found and confirmed to be dead." Uncle Maori grinned. "...His father runs a factory. It was a good business. This happened. After that, his partners broke off business with him, and his friends abandoned him. Together with the bank dunning, he wanted to sell the factory and no one bought it. He was forced to commit suicide..."
"Oh... this is really..."
Shu Yunwen shook his head silently, and at this time, he only heard the sound of going downstairs in the corridor.
Shu Yunwen and Uncle Maori turned around and looked at the past. They saw that Sakamoto, Mei Lan, and Conan went down together. Xiaolan’s hand still had a small red dress.
Seeing the red dress, Shu Yunwen snorted, then smiled and said: "Wow! Good red dress paper! Conan he picked a dress?"
Listening to Shu Yunwen's sloppy tone, Conan had a stomach mmp and glared at Shu Yunwen. Xiaolan, standing next to him, said with a smile: "Yes! That's right! We interviewed a lot of clothes and picked one more." And Conan's super-matched Conan wears this red dress, and with a pair of pony tails, it's so cute!"
Mommy! I have now been wronged to explode? !
Conan glanced at the red dress in Xiaolan's hand, and the expression was aggrieved. When he was beautiful, he raised his hand and looked at the watch. "Speaking, Yunwenjun, the service department and the leaves have not come yet?" It’s already two o'clock!

"Yeah!" Shu Yunwen nodded when he listened to the beauty of the book. "...It’s really weird, I’ve made a good appointment, and I’ven’t come yet...

When Shu Yunwen fell, Conan immediately asked: "Yunwen brother, they should have a mobile phone on both of them? Have you called him?"
"Crap! Of course!" Shu Yunwen snorted. "I just gave them five or six calls here. As a result, they didn't pick up!~"
Listening to Shu Yunwen’s words, the uncle Maori next took another beer and asked a little curiously:
What are the planes when they are sitting?

"I called the mother of the service department. She persuaded the department and the plane to sit at 8:00 in the morning."
Sakamoto numbered the answer immediately, and Uncle Maori frowned: "The plane at 8 o'clock in the morning! So early in the plane, the time interval is so long, according to the truth, one o'clock can definitely be right..."
Uncle Maori thought about it and suddenly asked: "Yes, did the two of them say that they want to go to other places?"
Uncle Maori’s words fell, and the number of 冢 数 愣 , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , The thing that Nanchuan borrowed from the father of the department was right. According to a person named Nanchuan, we had seen it in Osaka before. It was the time to find the treasure. I listened to Ye and said that after that, he resigned to Tokyo and went to a friend. The detective office is a detective..."
"Hey... Nanchuan?" Listening to this name, Uncle Maori twitched twice and said, "I know this person. He should have joined the Cup Detective Office, right?"
"Hey, I don't know this." Sakamoto said that he shook his head and said that he did not know that this was called Nanchuan. She did not ask.
"I think, it should be him! This person is a very gambling person. He likes horse racing, racing, regatta, etc. I have met him in these places..."
Uncle Maori answered his chin and Xiaolan smiled black. He looked at Uncle Maori uncomfortably: "...that is, you two gamblers, is this a bad smell?"
Uncle Maori did not expect to help the staff, but he dug a big pit for himself. After he slammed his voice, he laughed and said: "Ha ha ha... I don't really go there any more! In the words, the service department is still going. Looking for someone else, maybe it’s just busy with others, forgetting the time, and waiting for them to find out when they have found time, they will find it right away!

"Oh, this is true! Then let's wait a little longer..." Xiaolan nodded, then chin again. "But it's a bit boring to wait like this... um..."
Xiaolan spoke and turned to look at Conan. Conan was twitching at the corner of his mouth.
and many more! Xiaolan, you look at this... you shouldn’t think again...
Conan was screaming in his heart, Xiaolan said with a smile: "... Conan, anyway, idle is also idle, let's go and pick some clothes?"
Mommy! it is as expected! Xiaolan, why did you pick up the women's clothes for me? Is it true that you are a good man?
But to put it bluntly, those clothes feel good and drifting... huh? Lying in the trough? ! How can I come up with this idea?
Conan just wanted to lose a word, and immediately reacted incorrectly. He took this lost thought out of his mind, and then transferred the topic: "So what... Xiaolan sister, I think I have enough clothes to pick. There are more. Also, Xiaolan sister, several beautiful sisters, you are not originally planning to bring your brother, and Ye sister to see the Tokyo Tower in the rain! If they come too late, we can't have time... ..."
"In my opinion, isn't Uncle Maori knowing Mr. Nanchuan? Would you like to make a phone call and ask about the situation?"
"Oh...said and said."
Xiaolan thought for a moment and thought that Conan also said that he also made sense. He couldn't help but turn his head and look to Uncle Maori: "Dad, do you have the contact information of Mr. Nanchuan?"
"Oh... no." Uncle Maori shook his head and said, "But I have the number of the Detective Office here. I can call and ask..."
Uncle Maori spoke, took out the phone from the clothes and dialed a number.
The phone rang a few times and then connected. A man’s voice came from the opposite side:
Hello, here is the Cup Detective Office.

When he heard the opposite voice, Maori smiled and said: "Is it Jianda President? I am Maori Kogoro."
"Ah? The original Maori detective!" The Jiantian tone on the opposite side seemed to pause for a moment, then continued to ask, "...Maori detective, what happened to you calling?"
"Haha... Actually nothing!" Uncle Maori said with a smile. "I just want to ask Mr. Nanchuan's mobile number..."
Listening to Uncle Maori, Jiantian immediately replied on the phone: "Are you looking for Nanchuan guy? Don't you say that his cell phone number doesn't work, I haven't contacted him for two or three days..."
"What? Two or three days have not been contacted?"
Uncle Maori repeated this sentence, Conan's brow was nervous, and Jiantian on the other side of the phone smiled and said: "Yes! But this kind of thing is also very common! This guy may be tracing what big case, so I found a place to hide..."
"Big... big case?!" Uncle Maori jumped his brow and looked awkward. Jiantian continued to smile and said: "Yes, it is a big case, like three missing ones..."
"Uh……"
Mmp! Laozi still thought that there was a big case, but you said that there are three missing ones...
You are abducted, and I almost rolled over the car.
Uncle Maori spoke in the heart, and wanted to hang up the phone. Conan didn't know when he got to the side of Uncle Maori. He held the detective handbook in his hand and reached out to the uncle Maori. He pointed to the text in the detective manual.
Uncle Maori gave a slight glimpse and then asked: "Yes, President Jian Tian, ​​do you have a pair of high school students like boys and girls looking for Mr. Nanchuan?"
"Well, there are two people." Listening to Uncle Maori, Jiantian immediately replied, "Probably at 10:30 today, a pair of boys and girls with an Osaka accent came to Nanchuan. I Tell them that Nanchuan has not been able to get in touch for two days, and he has not come to work. Then they asked Nanchuan’s address and left..."
"This way..." Uncle Maori heard the words and scratched his head and asked, "Can you please tell me about his address?"
"Haha, no problem! Take a note..." Jiantian smiled and said, "He lives in the village of Siding, there is a village in Shizuoka..."
Conan quickly recorded the address. Uncle Maori chatted with Jiantian a few times, hung up the phone, and then grabbed the detective manual in Conan’s hand: "Okay, I have already asked, now I can confirm that Ikebukuro and Ikea came to Tokyo, and I went to see Mr. Nanchuan. Next, let us wait for them to find it safely..."
When Uncle Maori’s voice fell, Conan
snapped
and frowned, and Xiaolan said with a smile:
Dad is right! Since the service department and the Ye Ye have already arrived in Tokyo, then we can continue to wait! So, Conan..."
Xiaolan smiled and looked at Conan, a look of eagerness to try. After Conan had a sly look, he thought without thinking: "What... Uncle Maori, sister Xiaolan, I think the brothers in the department may have encountered something. So let's go find something..."
Conan’s words, Shu Yunwen, they are all
ahu
, curiously asked:
Conan, do you have any basis for this?

"Well, this..." Conan stuttered. "I didn't say it on the phone just now. Mr. Nanchuan is working on a big case..."
"Oh... stupid!" Uncle Maori sneaked Conan apologetically, then muttered, "You can't understand what the adults say, the meaning of President Kenda. In fact, it means that Nanchuan may have found it. Go to Mahjong in one place!"
"Oh... is that true?" Conan blinked and sold Meng. "If Mr. Nanchuan really does not know where to play mahjong, the service department brothers will definitely go to Mr. Nanchuan’s home. He can’t find Mr. Nanchuan. I will definitely come to us and since he has not come, what place will he be? Will he encounter something?