Chapter 1223: The end of the shooting

　　 January 11, Saturday, evening, location filming.
　　 Nan Yunxiao surrendered to the police, and Maori proudly told the police his reasoning in front of the media.
　　 Of course, Maori did not mention that Nan Yunxiao was Yucheng Liuli's biological father. Nan Yunxiao took the initiative to say that the motive for the murder was due to Feng Jian Lianghui's humiliation.
　　 And when everyone saw this, they realized Nan Yunxiao's motive for killing.
　　 Taking advantage of the time before taking the transcript, Maori said to Lan: "Now understand, I'm just discussing with Liuli how to persuade Mr. Nan Xiaoyun to surrender. She was very sad so she cried on my shoulder for a while, that's it."
　　 "What's the matter with that lipstick?" Lan still brooded.
　　 "That's just Ruri's prank." Maori said grimly, and then said, "Okay, I'm going to do the transcript." After that, he ran away.
　　 "Damn it." Lan was very dissatisfied.
　　 Yamazaki changed the subject, "Speaking of which, Uncle is really great this time." At the same time, I thought, Uncle this is an extraordinary performance.
　　 "Yes, we don't know anything yet, Uncle solved the matter." Mei Daizi smiled.
　　 "You really deserve to be a detective." Sonoko praised.
"He must be talking to Mr. Nan Yun and he smelled the oily smell of a lighter on Mr. Nan Yun's body." Conan said with some regrets. Sometimes his figure is inconvenient. If I can smell it, I will definitely be able to. Solve it. ...
　　 Later, Nan Yunxiao surrendered himself to murder and was sentenced to four years in prison.
　　 Suzuki Ayako made an investment in Yucheng Liuli. The emotional drama that Yucheng Liuli produced with an adaptation of the script attracted a lot of tears and sold well.
　　 At the same time, due to the intervention of the Suzuki consortium, the Kazami family gave up the revenge against the Nanun family. ...
　　 Sunday, January 12, in the morning, location filming, in the RV.
　　 Looking at the news on the phone, Maori laughed triumphantly, thinking that he was so famous this time.
"Snapped!"
　　 Lan patted Maori’s breakfast on the table, "Hurry up and eat, and take us back to Tokyo."
　　 Yuanzi chuckled at Mei Daizi quietly, "Lan is going back to give a small report."
　　 "Unfortunately I can't see it." Mei Daizi whispered. ...
　　 In the afternoon, Rice Flower Plaza.
　　 Lan pulled Fei Yingli out of the room to go shopping, pretending to inadvertently mention that she saw Yucheng Liuli this time.
　　 "Did you see Ruri?" Fei Yingri asked with a smile, "How is it, is it more beautiful than what you saw on TV?"
　　 "Yes." Lan said, and then smiled, "By the way, I heard Miss Yucheng say that."
　　 "What?" Fei Yingli asked casually looking at the things in the store
　　 "It's that Mom and Dad had a big fight over whether to dip the sauce or the soy sauce." Lan laughed.
"That's it." Fei Yingli said irritably, "That's because he always dips in sauce when he eats poached eggs. Later, when he sees me eating like this, he feels very embarrassed and insists on changing it to soy sauce. I just quarreled with him."
　　 Lan was a little happy, and her mother answered without even thinking about it, obviously remembering this matter.
　　Fei Hideri continued, "This guy always does boring things."
　　 Lan asked dissatisfiedly: "Then why are you getting married?"
　　 "It was so long ago, I have forgotten it a long time ago." Fei Yingli avoided answering, and then changed the subject, "By the way, which color glove do you think is better on this cabinet?"
　　 "Well," Lan looked at it, "I will choose black."
　　 "That's it." Fei Yingli picked up the black glove, hesitated for a moment, put it back, and picked up a gray glove.
　　 Lan's heart moved, "Mom, why take this?"
　　 "I think this gray one looks better." Fei Yingli smiled, "The color of animals will feel warmer."
"what."
　　 Lan thought of Maori saying, "Because the gray tablecloth looks warmer than the black jacket", she couldn't help laughing for a while. Mom and Dad are really in sync.
　　 "Did I say anything strange?" Fei Yingli was a little surprised.
　　 "Nothing." Lan said coquettishly holding Fei Yingli's arm.
　　 "What are you doing, what a weird kid." Fei Yingli said helplessly, and then asked, "Speaking of which, what are you calling me out for?"
　　 "It's nothing, just go shopping. I think the gray gloves are ready, just because Dad's gloves are a little worn out." Lan is not going to talk about lipstick.
　　 "For him?" Fei Yingli hesitated and agreed.
　　 "Great." Lan happily smiled. ...
　　 Mori Detective Agency.
　　 Looking at the gray gloves, Maori smiled and said, "Lan, you have a good vision."
　　 "Mum bought this." Lan laughed.
　　 "She bought it?" Maori changed his words. "I think it's better to be black. That guy's vision is really bad."
　　 Conan rolled his eyes, you dare to say.
　　 "Dad." Lan was very dissatisfied, and then had an idea, "Since Dad, if you don't like it, I'll go back. Mommy loves to give to whom." She said that she wanted to take action.
　　 "Wait," Maori hurriedly took care of ~EbookFREE.me~ In other words, it was bought with money, so let's use it. "I put my gloves on my hands immediately.
　　 "Huh!" Lan was happy but pretended to be angry, "I'm going to cook."...
　　 Saturday, January 18, afternoon, Maori Detective Agency.
　　 The news that Maori solved the blade murder case in Shizuoka Prefecture last time and persuaded the murderer Nan Yunxiao to surrender.
　　 At the end of watching the show, he turned around and walked away happily. Maori couldn't help but bulging his feet with his own hands.
　　 Yamazaki and Ran rubbed their foreheads together. They have been watching this for a week.
　　 Conan sighed secretly. He made his uncle a detective in order to obtain information from the men in black, but he hasn't gained much from his uncle until now.
　　 But now I finally know that, in addition to criminal activities, the underground of the organization is developing strange drugs and convening excellent computer programmers, but what do they want to do?
　　At this time, the phone rang.
　　 Lan answered the phone, "Hello, this is the Maori detective office."
　　 The man on the phone said that a commissioner asked Maori for help and a programmer who made video games.
　　 "Hey, if you find me, just say I'm not here," Maori whispered, "It's a rebroadcast of Yoko's TV series soon. I must record it."
　　 However, Lan agreed, "Yes, it doesn't matter now, anyway, my father has nothing to do today." He glared at Maori and worked hard.
"Really." Maori dejectedly began to organize his face and clothes~EbookFREE.me~ Book friends are welcome to visit and read. The latest, fastest and hottest serial works are all at ~EbookFREE.me~ For mobile users, please visit read.