Conan: Money is Almighty

When Miyamoto heard this, a smile curled up at the corner of his mouth, he untied his apron and hung it up, simply washed his hands and walked out.

Before anyone arrived at the door, Hattori Heiji’s mocking voice came, “Miyamoto Han, I didn’t expect you to enjoy it!” Living in such a mansion, there are still a lot of girlfriends! ”

“Detective Hattori, I said you’re really idle! Lost to me once not long ago, what’s wrong now? Do you still want to come and ask me for advice? ”

Miyamoto Han stood in front of her and looked at him playfully.

Hattori Heiji’s face darkened, but he thought about it again, glanced at Sonoko and said to Miyamoto Han with a bad smile: “However, do you know about your relationship with Maori Lan’s classmates?” ”

“You don’t have to worry about it!” Miyamoto Han shrugged his shoulders, “If you don’t go to the Three Treasures Hall for anything, let’s say, what do you want to find again?” ”

“Oh, I said you can’t think about the good?” Hattori Heiji stepped forward and put his hand on Miyamoto Han’s shoulder, “I definitely didn’t come to find fault with you this time!” ”

“So I’m really interested in hearing what the hell is going on?”

“I signed up for a tour group, a Sherlock Holmes fan!”

“Oh.” Miyamoto Han opened his hand on his shoulder, “If you want to invite me to such a boring event, you should skip the conversation.” Miyamoto turned his head and was about to leave.

“Wait a minute, there should be room for negotiation, right? I’ve read your novel Detective Galileo, and I’m speaking to you now as a reader! ”

Hearing this, Miyamoto Han took back one of the feet he had stepped out.

“If that’s the case, then we do have time to talk.”

Miyamoto Han beckoned and shouted to Yuanzi, who was lying on the sofa: “Yuanzi, prepare coffee.” ”

Yuanzi tossed impatiently on the sofa a few times before rolling over and standing up.

Then I lazily ran to make coffee with my slippers.

He muttered in his mouth: “Really, the kind of rude person should directly blast out, and ask me to make coffee…” ”

Han Miyamoto and Heiji Hattori sat opposite each other.

Yuan Zi huffed and put the coffee on the table, and ran to the bedroom to continue watching the love TV series.

Hattori Heiji looked at the disappearing back of the garden, put his hand to his mouth and quietly asked: “Miyamoto Han, your girlfriend is not very good-tempered!” ”

“Ahem, this doesn’t bother you.”

Miyamoto Han straightened his waist, he didn’t care about the small nature of the garden at all, anyway, the object of the garden made the nature will not be him, of course he will not care.

“Let’s get down to business.” Miyamoto let out a long breath.

“Didn’t I tell you? I joined a Sherlock Holmes fan tour to the Mai Chelovu Lodge, so I came to find you to go with me. ”

“What about the purpose?”

“Of course it’s against you! Also, if you go to that kind of hotel, you can even meet Shinichi Kudo! Hattori folded his arms and cocked one foot.

“Yes?”

Miyamoto Han’s calmness made Hattori Heiji very unhappy!

“Don’t you have any interest in Kudo Shinichi? That guy is known as the savior of Japan! ”

“Not interested!”

Hattori Heiji is almost vomiting blood, and this guy Miyamoto Han is simply stubborn!

“Okay, okay.” Hattori waved his hand again and again, “I invite you as a fan of your books.” He put his hands lightly on his knees and bowed to Miyamoto.

“Okay, I’ll go.”

Heiji Hattori is going crazy, this guy thinks more of his work than anything else!

His gums were trembling.

Miyamoto Han stood up, “By the way, when?” ”

“Tomorrow evening.”

“Good.” Miyamoto Han nodded.

“That’s right.” Just as Miyamoto Han sent Hattori Heiji out of the house, Hattori Heiji suddenly said: “If I don’t invite you as a book lover, are you really not interested at all?” ”

Miyamoto Han shrugged his shoulders, “No, even if you don’t come, I’ll go tomorrow, because Xiaolan has already made an appointment with me, and I’ll see you tomorrow at the Maiche Luowu Hotel.” ”

Miyamoto slammed the door shut.

Leaving only the dumbfounded Hattori Heiji at the other end of the door.

“Hey, this guy, in this way, didn’t I run for nothing today? Damn it!! ”

Hattori Heiji really has no good impression of this guy Miyamoto Han at this moment!

How can there be such a pithy person in the world?

He begged him for so long…

Hattori walked away in disdain.

Han Miyamoto returned to the kitchen to prepare the ingredients.

Sonoko poked his head out of the bedroom and slipped into the kitchen.

“The rude guy is gone?”

“Well, gone.” Miyamoto Han did not look back and poured the enzyme into the noodles.

“Are you going to join the brigade tomorrow?”

“Are you going too?” Miyamoto scratched Yuanzi’s nose.

“Cut, I’m not going! The thought of staying with that rude guy is a bad mood! ”

Sonoko stuck out his tongue.

“Okay then, I’ll send you home tonight.”

“Huh?” Sonoko cried out in disappointment.

“So what can be done? I’m leaving tomorrow, and if you don’t go back tonight, if I’ll send you home tomorrow, it’ll be too late.” ”

“Hi.” Yuanzi nodded decadently.

The time for the evening passed all at once.

The next day came, and Miyamoto Han slept until noon, and as soon as he woke up, he received a call from Hattori Heiji, asking him to pick him up at a certain hotel.

Han Miyamoto drove there.

Rolling down the window, Miyamoto Han poked his head out.

“Let’s go, get in the car, it’s time to go, you shouldn’t have brought Bai Dry this time, right?”

Miyamoto asked with a smile.

“Oh, no!”

Hattori Heiji was originally in a good mood, but when he heard Bai Gan, the whole person was not good again.

Miyamoto Han, this guy really doesn’t mention which pot!

In the car, Hattori Heiji asked, “By the way, you still know all about Sherlock Holmes’ books, right?” Anyway, I’ve just read a few so-so copies. It’s embarrassing to go to the hotel and ask three questions. ”

Miyamoto Han pointed to his head and said, “Everything is here.” ”

“Cut!”

“Back like a stream!” Miyamoto Han smiled confidently.

“Don’t brag about cowhide!” Hattori rested his head on the back of his seat, clearly disbelieving.

(Then there’s the Sherlock Holmes Fan Murder, do you want Conan’s good friend Hattori to know his identity?) What do you think! ）