Conan: Money is Almighty

“Eh” Conan paused, yes, he said he had a cold, “yes, maybe I can’t smell it when I catch a cold.” ”

Maori Kogoro looked at Conan, who was playing the fool, strangely, and then ignored him and walked over to Miyamoto Han, who was busy in the kitchen.

“Han, what are you burning? So fragrant? Maori Kogoro said with starry eyes, and as he spoke, Hadako flowed out.

As his father-in-law, Miyamoto Han still knows to obey him a little, if the other party suddenly says that he will not marry Xiaolan to himself, although Xiaolan will still be with him, it will still annoy Xiaolan.

“It’s nothing, it’s just a few small dishes every day, you can eat it when Xiaolan comes back.” Miyamoto Han tumbled the greens in the pot.

I didn’t hear Maori Kogoro’s response for a long time, Miyamoto Han was a little strange, turned his head and saw that the other party was actually standing in front of the dish he had prepared, saliva had flowed all over the place, and his hand was slowly stretched out.

Miyamoto Han shook, thinking that it can’t be like this, this is what he prepared for Xiaolan, but not for this uncle.

With his eyes lit up, Miyamoto Han spoke: “Uncle Maori, you’re finished with beer, don’t you go out and buy some?” ”

“Ugh.” Maori Kogoro cried out in fright, he thought that Miyamoto Han found out that he was about to steal food, but hearing Miyamoto Han’s words, his heart hanging in mid-air finally let go.

“Yes, such a delicious dish, how can it be called delicious if it is not accompanied by a little beer.” Maori Kogoro muttered, and then walked out the door without hesitation.

As he was about to go to the convenience store to buy some beer, Miyamoto was relieved to see the person who threatened his dishes leave.

Now just wait for Xiaolan to come back, pour the stir-fried greens from the pot onto the plate, and Miyamoto Han slowly serves the delicious dishes on the table.

As soon as he finished serving, he heard the doorbell, and Miyamoto Han thought that Xiaolan had returned, and hurriedly stepped forward to open the door.

But the three imps standing at the door gave him some headaches.

“Brother Miyamoto, you are also visiting Conan?” Mota said with a look of surprise, thinking in his heart that he didn’t know if Brother Miyamoto brought those delicious pastries last time.

Miyamoto smiled bleakly, he felt that something unfortunate was about to happen.

“No, Conan is taking care of me all day today.” Although Miyamoto Han was a little unhappy in his heart, he still said with a smile.

“Really, is Conan’s illness better?” Ayumi asked with wide eyes and some concern.

With a smile, Miyamoto Han patted his chest and said: “Of course, with me taking care of it, how can Conan’s illness be bad.” ”

“Huh,” came Conan’s disdainful laughter from the living room couch.

The three imps hurriedly looked towards the living room, and saw Conan sitting on the sofa with a ruddy face, watching TV.

“Wow, Conan, you’re getting better!” Ayumi saw Conan running over and said loudly: “Brother Miyamoto, you are so good!” ”

The other two imps followed.

“Huh?” Conan was a little embarrassed, he was not sick in the first place, and the current situation had nothing to do with Miyamoto Han.

But how could he say it, he could only smile awkwardly.

“What are you talking about?” Conan saw the three of them muttering something on the side, “Come and sit.” ”

The three imps were a little far away from Conan, looking at Conan with a strange look, and Mitsuhiko frowned and said:

“Conan, what did you do, why do you smell so bad?”

Hearing Mitsuhiko’s words, Conan quickly sniffed on himself, but did not smell anything.

“No, I don’t smell anything.” Conan said with an exact look, completely unconvinced of what he smelled like.

“There really is a terrible smell!” Motata also nodded and said, and Ayumi on the side also nodded, indicating that it smelled bad.

Faced with the statements of the three, Conan also began to disbelieve himself and sniffed at himself again.

Suddenly, he remembered that just now Maori Kogoro also said that there was a bad smell, and he thought it was the smell of alcohol on the other party, but now it seems to be his own smell.

Thinking of the potion that Miyamoto Han brewed for himself today, Conan knew what the problem was, and hurriedly looked over to Miyamoto Han.

The smell on Conan’s body is naturally Miyamoto Han dry, it is a very special smell, most people think that it will smell bad, but it is the potion used to track targets in ancient times, even if you take a bath every day, it will take seven or eight days to fade.

The weird smile on the other party’s face made Conan sure that the smell on his body was made by that man.

“Han Miyamoto!” Enraged, Conan finally breaks out, but he forgets that there are three other imps here.

“Conan, how can you call Brother Miyamoto like that? Very rude. Ayumi looked at him in shock and said.

The other two imps also stared at him strangely.

Conan’s face shook, knowing that now was not the time to be angry with Miyamoto, and said with a smile: “I’m just joking with Brother Han.” ”

“Really?” Ayumi and the others showed disbelief.

Conan quickly nodded, indicating that what he said was true.

“But this joke is very rude, we can’t make such a joke.” Ayumi said seriously, and the other two imps nodded along with them.

When Miyamoto Han saw this scene, he almost didn’t laugh and pee, and Conan’s deflated look made him very comfortable.

“Yes, Ayumi is right, Conan, you need to pay attention, such a joke will make people angry!” Miyamoto Han said with a serious face, as if he was really angry.

The three imps nodded, agreeing with Miyamoto Han’s words.

“I know it’s wrong.” Conan whispered, he knew that the situation was very unfavorable for him now, and he could only admit it first.

“If you know it’s wrong, you can correct it, or a good boy, are you right?” Miyamoto asked the other three imps with a smile, the mean look annoyed Conan, but he couldn’t do anything.

I could only sit there obediently, nodding my head and admitting my mistake.

Genta took the opportunity to start scanning around to see if Miyamoto Han had brought those pastries to visit Conan.

But after scanning the room, he found no trace, but he found something on the dining table next to him.

There were more than a dozen plates on the dining table, but they were all covered by plates, so Motata didn’t know what was inside.

I thought, could those be the pastries prepared by Miyamoto’s brother.

While Miyamoto Han and the other two were teaching Conan a lesson, he slowly touched in the direction of the dining table.

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