Transform randomly in Kexue World

Chapter 359 Red Shark-based Fantasy (Part )

"Who are you?" Mouri Kogoro looked at the person with dead eyes.

He seemed to hear someone trying to steal his job?

"Martin, a professional bodyguard." The person handed over his ID.

"Oh, professional." Mouri Kogoro's first reaction was a bit disdainful, because Oharu Martin looked thin in his clothes, and coupled with the difference in painting style, at this time, compared with the burly Moori Kogoro, he could only have thin arms and legs.

Then he noticed the name on the ID: "Martin!?"

"it's me."

Which 'Martin' is this? Mouri Kogoro was not as easy to dismiss as Takagi. He narrowed his eyes and stared at the other party suspiciously: "You don't know my daughter, do you?"

"Of course we know each other, we are friends. And I think we have a good relationship." Dachun Martin answered truthfully with a smile.

Mouri Kogoro started to get excited. Does his daughter have a collecting habit of collecting people with the same name or has acquired the super power of being able to be friends with everyone named Martin? How come there are so many Martins?

"Is this your true appearance? Or is it your disguise?" Mouri Kogoro came over directly and pinched Martin's face.

Can Martin bear this injustice? The grappling technique I just learned pushed Mouri Kogoro to the ground with a snap.

"This familiar grappling technique..." Mouri Kogoro, who was pinned to the ground, made a major discovery: "Sure enough, the 'Martin' I met last time was also you!"

The 'Martin' that Kogoro Mori met last time was a big-nosed archaeologist with great martial arts skills.

"I didn't say that, right?" Martin said confidently.

Mouri Kogoro was stunned for a moment, and then quickly recalled: "So I've always been your kid?"

"It should be so." Theoretically, it cannot be ruled out that other people named Martin have appeared in front of Mouri Kogoro.

"You are the Taoist boy too?"

"It's me."

"Then it's time for you to let me go?" Seeing that the boy's next step was to pull up his legs and forcefully lock the man, Mouri Kogoro said quickly.

"Okay." Martin let go.

Mouri Kogoro stood up from the ground and dusted himself off: "So what's going on with you kid? Why did you change your destiny and become a bodyguard?"

"The calculation was inaccurate, and the Gua stall was destroyed." When it comes to talking nonsense, Martin is a professional.

"Where's your face?"

"It changes every day, it's just a personal preference."

"Your nose?"

"It can be large or small, and it can expand and contract freely."

"Your Corgi?"

"It's hard to say, you have to develop it yourself."

Mouri Kogoro crossed his arms and frowned at him.

Martin tilted his head and looked at him innocently.

Finally, Mouri Kogoro raised his hand and glanced at the time: "Forget it, you can come too, just say that you are my assistant, and if you help, I will share part of the reward with you."

Kogoro Mouri seemed to really think Martin was looking for a job. Martin and Conan looked at each other, shrugged, and followed Mouri Kogoro into the station.

By the way, Uncle Maori's job this time is to protect, so that's it. The protected character must still die, otherwise Conan would have no reasoning for the case.

In the end, the case was solved, but the uncle's work was still a mess, which meant that Xiaolan would still have to make deep-fried corgi or hand-shredded corgi after she came back.

After getting in the car, Mouri Kogoro talked about this job.

"The client is the president of the Ghana Entertainment Group. He is holding a small party tonight. Since a few days ago, his wife has received some threatening letters and threatening phone calls, so she is worried that someone will hurt her at the party. .”

"The job entrusted to me by the other party is to protect the president's wife at the party. It would be better if we could find the person who wants to harm the wife." Mouri Kogoro said: "You two should be careful, don't Make trouble for me, do you hear me?"

"Also, when the time comes, my identity will be 'Morita', the president's friend. You should also be careful not to be discovered that I am the famous detective Mouri Kogoro."

Martin agreed with a smile: "Okay, Uncle Morita."

The pronunciation of 'Morita' is very similar to 'Mori' followed by 'carbon', so it is easy to change the name. It is a kana that can be redeemed if you accidentally call it wrong.

Conan became bold again: "Don't worry, you can't tell at all." (Referring to Kogoro Mouri not looking like a famous detective at all.)

Boom!

The Chinese New Year is about to come, and as an elder, Kogoro Mouri plants a big red envelope on Conan's head.

"Hey~" Conan, who was beaten, asked again: "What kind of threatening letter is it?"

Mouri Kogoro also knew the boy's curious temperament, so he directly took out the photos that the client had placed with him and showed them to Conan. When Conan was watching, he muttered: "In addition to receiving threatening letters, it seems that there are also flowers, cosmos and the like."

……

This was a small gathering with only a few participants, and the venue was President Garner’s home.

The train arrived at the station, we hailed a taxi, and after a lot of driving, we arrived in front of a villa. It was already evening. The villa is three-thirds larger than the Kudo Shin family, and much inferior to any villa of the Suzuki family.

It's just that the villa and the manor are on the edge of a cliff. It can be said that there is a wall close to the cliff, and the vast sea can be seen outside the window.

"Tsk, tsk, it's located in a remote place. It's just waiting for bad weather to cut off roads and hinder communications. It's another Blizzard Villa case." Martin speculated firmly.

Conan squinted his eyes and wanted to refute, but then remembered that Martin's prediction of such a thing was ridiculously accurate, so he kept silent.

Mouri Kogoro was not polite, and turned around to give this nonsense boy a punch as well.

The indestructible virgin body!

As a layer of gold appeared on Martin's body, Mouri Kogoro felt that he had been hit by an iron block. His fist was red and swollen. This time, the big red envelope was not given out, but hit his own hand.

"Why are you so tough, kid?"

"I graduated from the Bodyguard Academy with a major in hard qigong. Did Uncle Morita forget?"

Mouri Kogoro's attention was on Martin's name at that time, and he didn't look at his bodyguard certificate at all. After hearing this, he still muttered: "I thought you got a fake certificate..."

At this time, Martin looked up and saw billowing black clouds on the horizon, and saw that a storm was coming in a literal sense: "Although it is not a blizzard, the bad weather is already in place. Next, the phone lines are in danger! The antenna base station is in danger! The tires are in danger! "

"No wonder Uncle Morita didn't rent a car this time. It turned out that he had already realized that the tires were dangerous. As expected of Uncle Morita!"

Martin called Uncle Morita by the pseudonym of Mouri Kogoro, with a natural expression, and it was impossible to tell that he had just changed his name.

Just because he didn't have enough time, renting a car was slower than taking a train. After hearing Martin's compliments, Maori Kogoro became excited again, and then clicked the old-fashioned copper ring of the villa door.

(End of this chapter)