Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

Mao Li didn't waste too much time on gossip. He looked around leisurely and asked, "Are we the only guests?"

Rum adjusted the dining hat on his head and said, "Don't say such negative things. Although the recent economic situation is indeed a bit..."

“Not satisfactory.”

"However, why don't you change your thinking?" He held the exquisitely crafted teacup in both hands: "Wouldn't it be better to rent this place out?"

Rum bent down and handed the hot cups of tea to them one by one sincerely and seriously.

The liquor was in full view, but he didn't expect that the second-in-command in the organization would be so polite as to serve others.

His attitude and ability far exceed those of a part-time handyman, but his words and actions fully demonstrate his ability as a seasoned veteran.

Mao Li crossed his legs and stretched his hands behind him, showing the attitude of a nouveau riche: "Then give me a glass of draft beer!"

"Please recommend some of your specialties to me."

"Then three portions of premium sushi." Rum put his hands together and asked, "Excuse me, should one portion be for the child?"

"of course."

"Are there any dietary restrictions?" Rum added.

“No mustard.”

"Okay! Add a glass of draft beer, three servings of premium sushi, and no wasabi!" Rum rushed to the kitchen and shouted.

Xiaolan covered her mouth with her hands and whispered: "How could you order special sushi? The price is too expensive..."

Mao Li smiled and patted the spot where the lottery ticket was placed: "Don't worry, Xiaolan, I have this!"

Conan rolled his eyes: "Embezzling other people's lost items..."

"Shut up! You little brat!!" Maori was furious and lowered his head towards Conan.

At this time, Rum brought a full glass of beer and placed it in front of Maori: "Oh, this guest is really different."

"To bet so much money on a bad horse like Pirate's Wine."

Maori was stunned for a moment after hearing this. He picked at the hair on his forehead and looked at Rum in shock: "You...how did you know that?"

"Could it be?" Mao Li narrowed his eyes and felt guilty: "Did you see that I picked it up?"

"Picked it up?" Maori's answer confused Rum: "What are you talking about? I'm just making a small inference."

"Reasoning?" Maori rubbed his eyes and pricked up his ears to listen carefully.

Baijiu and Luxin, who were standing nearby, also stopped whispering and took this opportunity to test Rum's IQ.

Rum Runrun roared: "Our boss said that Maori Kogoro, who lives next door, likes to watch horse racing very much. The boss also said."

"You only come to our store when you win the horse racing lottery." Rum glanced behind him.

"Besides." He held up a finger. "I heard that you usually only order regular or premium sushi."

"Today, he ordered special sushi for the first time." Rum leaned forward respectfully and held Maori's hands: "It can be seen from this."

"I must have won the jackpot!"

"Just now the radio said that only the horse bet on Pirate Wine won today, so I guess you must have won that horse."

"How is it? Mr. Kogoro, who is sleeping." Rum smiled: "My reasoning is not bad, right?"

Lu Xin poked the liquor with her arm, her bright red lips slightly parted: "Great detective, please give us your evaluation."

Baijiu curled his lips, pretending to be speechless, and muttered to himself: "It's a pile of shit. Using shit to evaluate it is an insult to shit."

"Well...not bad, ok." Maori replied perfunctorily.

"But I don't think I've seen you before. Are you new here?" Maori looked Rum up and down, thinking carefully in his mind.

"Yes!" Rum showed his two mouse-like front teeth: "My name is Wakita Kensuke, I'm a cook, this is who I am."

He rubbed his rough hands together and said, "I could never settle down in one place. After many twists and turns, I came here."

"In front there was The Wandering Earth, and behind there is me, the so-called wandering chef, right?" Rum joked.

He introduced himself nonstop: "I originally wanted to help in the kitchen, but the boss said this to me."

"It's too dangerous to hold a kitchen knife with one eye. Let me wait for my left eye to heal and wait for customers to come."

Conan looked at the ugly man in front of him thoughtfully, and combined with the Rum sent by Kiel before, he set out from the organization.

And a combination of Haibara's rumored appearance of Rum.

He couldn't help but ask, "By the way, uncle, what happened to your left eye?"

Rum's face was bitter, and it dropped instantly, his tone instantly lowered, and his emotions were suppressed: "My left eye... has a big lump."

"Do you want to take a look?" Rum held up the blindfold.

"No... no need!" the three said in unison.

After all, it’s time to eat soon. The rum already looks nauseating, and looking at the creepy bumps, wouldn’t that be adding insult to injury?

"Right, right." Rum changed the subject and looked at Maori curiously: "Can you tell me about the cases you have solved before?"

"Since I was very young, I have loved reading books and watching movies about mystery."

Rum looked at Maori with admiration, "I heard you're next door to this store."

"I just want to see you!"

Baijiu frowned, his eyes full of disdain. It’s okay for you to praise me, but why are you blushing like a bubble pot?

Maori told Rum about the few cases he solved while he was sober. It was getting late outside and the drizzle was still falling.

While enjoying the delicious food, Maori presented the case in full in one go.

"I see, that's what it is!" Rum nodded in affirmation: "So it was a scene from a previous movie."

"It makes the dead look like zombies." Rum crossed his arms and sighed, "This case is really shocking."

"But then again, it seems like you guys are the ones who encounter all the bizarre cases," Rum complained.

Neon's funeral home and police station really have to thank this pair of sorcerers.

Baijiu picked up a piece of juicy and delicious eel sushi with chopsticks and placed it next to Vermouth's lips.

"Open your mouth, ah——"

Vermouth swallowed it in one gulp and savored the taste in her mouth. The taste of gravy and soy sauce lingered in her mouth for a long time.

"Is it delicious?" Baijiu asked gently.

She showed an expression of enjoyment, shook her head in ecstasy, and gave a thumbs up: "It's delicious, you should try it too! Stop feeding me all the time."

“Look.” Vermouth pointed at the almost empty plate: “I almost finished eating without realizing it…”

"It's okay, I'll ask him to add more after we finish eating."

"After all, sushi is not enough to fill you up."

Xiaolan held her chin with her hand, her eyes filled with nothing but envy and yearning. Her eyes dimmed and she clenched her slender little hands.

He said to himself: "Shinichi....when can you come back?"