Conan's Almighty Extraction

In the evening, Shiraiwa Maha sat on the sofa waiting for dinner while using the system rewards obtained in the last incident.

After a while, the turntable stopped spinning and finally landed in the [Cooking (Advanced)] area.

"That's right, I got another high-level culinary skill. It doesn't seem long before my culinary skills can break through to the master level."

The people involved in the last incident were just ordinary college students, so they didn't have any high-end skills. Being able to extract this high-level skill from a bunch of low-level skills is already the result of blood earning.

After Baiyan Maha's consciousness exited from the system space, Xiaolan had already cooked dinner, so everyone sat down to enjoy the food.

In the middle of dinner, the phone in the living room rang suddenly.

"I'll pick it up."

Baiyan Maha was the closest to the phone, so he walked over to answer the phone, and said with a smile, "Hi, this is Mori Office."

"Oh, it's Shiraiwa, I'm Hattori." As soon as Shiraiwa Maha finished speaking, Hattori Heiji's distinctive Osaka accent came from the microphone.

Shiraiwa Maha took the microphone a little farther away, and asked: "Hattori, you are calling at this time, what is the matter?"

"It's nothing serious, just to ask if you and Kudo are free next weekend? I want to invite you to come to Osaka for a while." Hattori Heiji lowered his voice and said the purpose of his call.

Hattori Heiji had doubts about Conan's identity during the first meeting of diplomats. Later, during the Sherlock Holmes fan gathering event, he used some clues to conclude that Conan was Kudo Shinichi. Like the original book, he became one of the few One of the insiders.

Bai Yanzhenyu couldn't make decisions for other people, so he had to say: "I have time, but other people may not be sure. I will ask them and I will call you back later."

"Okay, I'll wait for your call, and then I will show you the famous attractions in Osaka, and then I will show you some of our delicacies." Hattori Heiji replied with a smile to Shiraiwa Maha, and then hung up the phone.

After returning to the dining room, Shiraiwa Maha told Mori Kogoro and others about Hattori Heiji's invitation, and Ran and Conan immediately expressed their willingness to go to Osaka.

Although Mori Kogoro was also very excited, but next weekend a newspaper office happened to come to interview his Mori office. After struggling with the two for a while, he finally chose to stay at home for the interview.

After dinner, Shiraiwa Maha called Hattori Heiji and told him the result of the discussion, so that Hattori Heiji could prepare for the reception in advance.

……

Time flies, and on the weekend, the three of Shiraiwa Maha came to Osaka to meet Hattori Heiji and tour Osaka Castle under his leadership.

"There is the Tennoji Zoo, with an area of ​​230 hectares, and there are about 930 animals of [-] species."

"That's the Osaka Dome Stadium, home of the professional baseball team [Orix Bison]"

"As for where we are now, it is Tsutenkaku, which means a towering building that leads to the sky. It was named after the Confucianist Minami Fujisawa in the Meiji period."

Hattori Heiji introduced the landmark buildings of his hometown to everyone on the viewing platform on the top of the Tongten Attic, and then said proudly: "How about it, isn't our place in Osaka not bad?"

Xiaolan nodded, and replied with a smile: "Well, the view here is very good."

After watching around with the telescope on the viewing platform, Conan curled his lips and said honestly: "I think that's it, not much different from Tokyo."

After listening to Conan's words, Hattori Heiji retorted dissatisfiedly: "Idiot! Don't confuse this place with the boring red iron tower in Tokyo. Whether it is the Tsutenkaku here or the surrounding Shinsekai, everything is full of our Osaka human touch... "

Shiraiwa Maha felt the same as Conan, but he didn't say it directly. After touching his hungry stomach, he changed the subject and said: "I didn't smell the human touch, but I smelled a lot of fragrance. Hattori, take us to taste it." Great food bar in Osaka.”

"Wait a little longer," Hattori Heiji glanced at the time on his watch and said with a smile, "Someone will come to pick us up soon."

"That's fine, I'll see the scenery." Shiraiwa Maha walked to a telescope, admiring the unique scenery of Osaka City.

Conan pulled Hattori Heiji aside and asked in a low voice, "Hattori, why did you call me here in Osaka?"

Hattori Heiji couldn't help but rolled his eyes, and said angrily, "Please, why do you feel this way?"

Conan's intuition told him that Hattori Heiji was lying, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he scrutinized Hattori Heiji and asked, "There must be something wrong, why don't you confess quickly?"

"You are wrong, this is really no job, just an invitation to take a good look at this place in Osaka."

Hattori Heiji quickly waved his hand to deny it, and then said with some inexplicable emotion: "It's not a certainty when people like us will die."

Hearing Hattori Heiji's flag-like emotion, Shiraiwa Maha also felt that something was wrong, walked over and asked, "Hatbu, did something happen to you?"

Seeing that Hattori Heiji was a little shaken, Conan said while the iron was hot: "That's right, Hattori, just tell us if you have anything."

"Well, actually, I had an unlucky dream."

Hattori Heiji sighed, looked at the sky in the distance, and said in a low voice: "I dreamed that when Kudo was catching the gangster, the gangster suddenly stabbed him back, and then Kudo got his lunch."

"Please, don't dream of killing people casually like this, okay?" Conan couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth, and threw a big dead fish eye at Hattori Heiji.

"Hattori, don't worry, Shinichi won't be so easy to bring along." Shiraiwa Maha felt relieved, after all, Conan is the spokesperson of the god of death, and he is the only one who can kill others.

"Haha, let's not talk about this, you can enjoy yourself here in Osaka." Hattori Heiji laughed, ending this inappropriate topic.

"Sorry sorry, Heiji brother, I'm late."

At this moment, a police officer wearing a suit with a flat cut came running over panting, and said hello with some embarrassment: "Hi, I'm Yusuke Sakata from the Higashijiri Department of the Osaka Prefecture Police. I'm very sorry for my late arrival." Already!"

"Officer Sakata, hello." The three of Shiraiwa Maha and the others responded politely.

Hattori Heiji had a good relationship with Officer Sakata, he bumped Officer Sakata lightly with his shoulder, and asked with a smile, "Brother Sakata, is that car ready?"

Officer Sakata nodded, and said with a weird expression: "Well, of course I did what you said, brother Heiji, and drove out the best car in our Higashijiri Department."

Seeing the strange expression on Officer Sakata's face, Shiraiwa Maha suddenly thought of something, and asked with luck: "Hattori, the car you are talking about is probably a police car."

Hattori Heiji laughed, and said disapprovingly: "Of course, it's so convenient to drive a patrol car. Even if there is a traffic jam, other cars will give way."

Ever since, Shiraiwa Maha and the three followed Hattori Heiji into the police car with a look of embarrassment, and went to eat at a ramen restaurant he highly recommended.