Conan and I start the hell-level main line

Maori Detective Agency, it's the day after Valentine's Day.

"Sister Xiaolan, this is what we made with Teacher Natsume yesterday at Professor Agasa's house." Mitsuhiko and Genta handed Xiaolan a piece of chocolate with a strange-shaped portrait of Xiaolan.

What is particularly eye-catching is the unique logo on the chocolate... It has a huge horn, just like a unicorn...

(You really got the essence..)

"Thank you." Xiaolan accepted it happily. Even though it was strange, it was the children's thoughtfulness and she was still very relieved.

"I'll go make you some tea."

Xiaolan was in a good mood today. The three little ones thought that it was their chocolate that made Xiaolan happy, and they were also satisfied.

Sometimes, a smile is the best gift to repay someone who has given so much to you. It warms your heart and makes everything worth it.

"From the look of her, it seems that you have scared that sad girl again and got the chocolate from her, right?" Xiao Ai said lightly.

"Ah, yeah." Conan was stunned and just nodded, but he was not very happy in his heart.

Xiaolan was probably the same, she just hid her tears in her stomach and put on a forced smile.

Mitsuhiko: "Hehe, I wonder if Xiaolan will show a happy expression after tasting the chocolate we made."

Yuan Tai: "Yes, of course. Not only is the appearance well done, but the taste is also very good. Sister Xiaolan will definitely praise us."

Ayumi: "Isn't this all done by Ai?"

The three little ones were discussing happily, their hearts full of anticipation of being praised.

Maori Kogoro, who was wearing headphones and doing "business" at his desk, was really annoyed. "Ahem, can you guys be quiet? I can't concentrate on my work."

("Work"...)

"Uncle, are you really working?" The three kids walked up to him in confusion, "I heard that Teacher Natsume said you sleep all day."

Kogoro Maori: "Nonsense, I'm listening to the client's tape right now."

Ayumi walked over curiously, picked up Maori Kogoro's radio and unplugged the earphone cable.

[Okay, now all the horses have rushed out, and the one leading now is No. 9...]

"Ahh..." Maori Kogoro hurriedly snatched the radio back and reconnected the earphone cable, looking very embarrassed.

(Yes, it really is a client, a client of the horse racing lottery.)

"Ah, this, this is relaxation at work, yes, relax, I'm working on a new commission!" Maori Kogoro boasted quickly, trying to save face, to save face.

"Teacher Maori, I have completed the commission, and I have also bought the horse racing ticket with the number you asked me to buy. Now I should know the result." Natsume Xing said lightly while holding a stack of horse racing tickets.

You asked about the commission fee. Just look at the horse racing ticket in Natsume Xing's hand and you will know.

The three little ones looked sharp as if they had seen through the truth, "Uncle, you are really being lazy..."

Maori Kogoro (=x=;): This guy came back at a really bad time.

Ding Dong! The doorbell rang.

"Well, another client is here." Natsume Xing went to open the door as usual, and a middle-aged man came in.

"Welcome." Maori Kogoro greeted enthusiastically, because the people who came were all white horse racing tickets...

Natsume Xing looked at him with disdain. Could this foolish Kogoro have some ambition?

"Hello, I just want to ask you to help me find a watch that my wife lost." The client, Goten Hideo, said embarrassedly.

"Ah..." Maori Kogoro was stunned. Another client came looking for something. This is a detective agency.

"Did your wife lose it when she was out?"

Hideo Goda: "No, I think the watch should be in our house now."

"Ah..." Maori Kogoro's face darkened when he heard this. "Are you kidding me? Can't you find the things in your house by yourself?!"

From what you said, this is purely your fault. How dare you ask others for help? You should sort out your own affairs first! . .

"I'm the famous detective Maori Kogoro, I don't have time for such trivial matters!!"

Natsume Hoshi (﹁“﹁): Let me see who helped you become a famous detective, you are such a fake.

Yuanta: "It seems that uncle is going to be lazy again."

Mitsuhiko: "It's just like those self-righteous stores that refuse to let customers come in."

Ayumi: "Besides, there is no distinction between big and small cases when handling cases, right?"

Conan: "I think we should go and help him ourselves. Uncle Maori is unreliable."

The three little ones agreed, but Ai was the type who went with the flow and didn't care.

"Okay, let's go, Junior Detective Team!" Genta, the "captain", said, pulling Hideo Goda's hand, and a group of naughty kids rushed downstairs.

Natsume Xing shrugged his shoulders. Dr. Agasa didn't come today, and he was worried about these naughty kids, so he just went with them. He had nothing to do today anyway.

"Ah?..." The only one left here was Maori Kogoro, who was still in a daze and hadn't reacted yet.

……

The group came to Hideo Goda's house, and a few naughty kids were visiting for a while, and the Grim Reaper was going to decorate the crime scene.

Soon, an extremely fat woman with a ferocious face, oh no, a face that looked even deadly, knocked on Hideo Goda's door.

After they had a brief conversation at the door, Hideo Gota invited the fat woman into the house to watch a movie.

(It’s not a short movie anymore.)

The woman cursed and drove away the three kids who were playing in the screening room, and Hideo Gota could only smile and let her do what she wanted.

After closing the door, he immediately stared at the door with hatred on his face. . . Well, this is very classic. .

Natsume Xing didn't care at all after noticing it. Someone was going to die anyway, so this time it was a proof question.

Let's leave it to Conan who has a strong sense of justice. He is the one who has the heart to get involved in this matter. I am just here to get some shots...

"Then where should we look first?" Natsume Xing didn't care, but since he was here, he might as well get to work.

Hideo Goda: "Oh, let's go to the living room first."

Time passed quickly, and the day ended without us noticing, and the sky gradually darkened.

After a day of unremitting efforts, the three little ones finally found the lost watch that Hideo Goda mentioned in the washing machine by chance.

But Conan was shocked at the time. He looked at the man in confusion and began to suspect that there was something wrong with him.

Isn't it obvious? Once the things are found, it's the turn of the dead.

Bang! There was the sound of a vase breaking, and the fat woman went to heaven with blood and flowers all over her head.

Alas, he is worthy of being the god of death, he dies as soon as he says so.

Soon, Officer Megure and Officer Takagi arrived.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw the familiar Junior Detective Team and Natsume Hoshi. Inspector Megure just sighed and said nothing.

Oh, I knew it was them again, I've complained so many times, I'm tired.

Officer Takagi briefly asked them the reason for their visit, and Ai truthfully told him that they came here on their own initiative to help Hideo Goda find his watch.

"I see, how come Brother Maori is not here today?" Officer Megure didn't know what he was thinking, was he feeling relieved?

(Mouri Kogoro: Haha, finally I am not the one to take the blame for the death this time.)

"Huh? What do you want to see Mr. Maori about?" Natsume Xing was a little confused. Although he still remembered the original work and roughly guessed what it was, that was precisely why he was confused.

"Ah, we just want to find Mr. Maori to confirm a few suspicious points." Officer Takagi said with a wry smile.

Obviously, this is a lie.

Inspector Megure didn't want to reveal anything and immediately began their police search.

The three little detectives also wanted to help, so they were about to disperse and investigate on their own. . I think it's just for fun. .

However, Natsume stared at them fiercely, frightening them so much that they dared not move.

These naughty kids should just stay here and don't cause any more trouble.

Three Little Ones (⊙x⊙;): Natsume-sensei’s eyes are so scary.

Inspector Megure went to ask for the testimony of the suspect Hideo Goda, and Conan also took the opportunity to secretly ask Officer Takagi why he went to find Kogoro Mouri.

Officer Takagi, who had kept his mouth shut, was startled when he realized it was Conan who was asking him. His eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was struggling with something.

But this good guy, the provider of the main intelligence, still answered every question and said, "In fact, the police officer and I are still considering whether to tell Mr. Maori about this matter."

"What's the matter?" Natsume Xing came over from somewhere and said with a serious face.

Officer Takagi was stunned for a moment, but he continued, "From what I see, it seems that someone is secretly investigating everything about Mr. Maori."

"We found that all the records of cases that Mr. Maori had helped with in the past were gone from the police station. That's unusual, isn't it?"

Conan, Natsume Xing were shocked, what?! . .

"The aforementioned copy is still kept by Manager Matsumoto, so it won't have much of an impact on your appearance in court. But what is surprising is that all these records were sent to the General Administration last night."

Conan felt uneasy, "When did those records disappear?"

Officer Takagi thought for a moment and said, "Well, I remember it was... yes, it was after the bus hijacking that implicated you guys a while ago."

Conan was shocked. That time... Could it be...

"We even suspect that someone may have a grudge against Mr. Maori and has made insinuations. We are investigating various sources, but we have not been able to find out who this person is. It is really a headache."

"Haha, this might be someone's prank." Looking at the kid Conan, it seemed that saying too much would only add meaningless burden to him, so she smiled and hoped that he wouldn't care.

"Brother Natsume, if you find any suspicious people around Mr. Mori, please tell us immediately." Officer Takagi finally said to Natsume Xing.

"Yeah." Natsume Xing nodded.

But how could Conan not care? In that incident, Ai clearly said that there was an organization member in the car. Could it be that the organization member was targeting her?

Conan was no longer calm, but at this point he could only hope that those people didn't notice anything.

But the one who was not calm was Natsume Hoshi. He looked at the gradually disappearing sunset outside the window with cold eyes. It was like the arrival of darkness and everything was unpredictable.

Natsume knew very well that in the original work, it was Vermouth who stole the records in order to understand the disguised Dr. Arata. But it was also because of this that Conan discovered Vermouth's problem and started the Full Moon chapter.

But this time, Natsume-hoshi had already told Vermouth all the information about Dr. Shinde in the original work, including the true circumstances of the incident involving Dr. Shinde, so there was naturally no need for her to steal the records again.

Then... who is it this time? !

Conan was also thinking about his future plans. Ai was watching him quietly beside him without saying anything. She understood very well.

As long as the sense of justice drives them, they will no longer think about the past or the future, but will only blindly pursue the truth of the facts. Because they do not want to hurt anyone, they bear all the pressure alone.

Your dangerous character, like that of a teenager, makes people more interested in you.

But...you know?

Your clean scent will instead bind her, us, and yourself tightly with that lonely and dangerous smell.

The case is still under investigation. After the three little ones gave another unintentional reminder, Conan suddenly understood the truth.

"Brother Natsume?" Conan smiled confidently and looked at his detective friend beside him.

Natsume Xing nodded, "Yes, the murderer is Hideo Goda, there is no doubt about it."

Then, Natsume took the initiative to tell Inspector Megure about the case and hoped to reconstruct the incident together.

So, Hideo Goda was forcibly brought over by Officer Takagi to appreciate this extremely simple method of committing the crime together.

Sure enough, everything was right. Seeing that his trick had been cracked, Hideo Goda collapsed. He knelt on the ground and cried in pain, shouting that it was all the fat woman's fault.

The Junior Detective Team and Natsume Hoshi stood outside the door, watching calmly, and they probably had some feelings in their hearts.

Ayumi held a withered flower in her hands with a distressed look, which was caused by Hideo Goda's method.

"But these flowers are so pitiful. They were blooming well, but they only have a short time to bloom. Now they are broken and withered."

Xiao Ai looked at the flowers, and the little girl's kind heart made her feel sorry for it, "That's right."

"It's okay, Natsume-san, I'll go back first. I'll leave this place to you." Conan said something to Natsume-san and ran out quickly.

"it is good."

Ai looked at the worry on Conan's face as he left, and just watched silently.

Yes, the life of a delicate flower is very short. Even if it wants to avoid wind and rain, and even if it barely builds a wall to block it, it will still be attached to the sun and wither.

Once a heavy rainstorm hits, no matter how luxurious the wall is, it can't withstand it. Do you understand this? Kudo...

……

Conan ran back to the detective agency desperately because he was very anxious because Xiaolan didn't answer the phone on the way.

I ran upstairs and found the kitchen, which contained only half-cut vegetables and simmering chicken soup, but... no one was there.

Xiaolan is missing?!

Conan was scared and worried. Could it be that...

"Conan, you're back." Xiaolan said with a smile behind Conan.

! ! Eh? Conan was stunned. Sister Xiaolan? ?

"Where have you been, Sister Xiaolan?"

Xiaolan: "I went shopping. Natsume-san bought a winning horse racing ticket for Dad. Dad was so happy that he said excitedly that he wanted to eat steak, so I went to buy it."

"Where is Uncle Maori now?"

"He must have gone out to show off to the neighbors." Xiaolan said with a smile as she put on a kitchen apron.

"Just wait, Conan. Sister Xiaolan will grill you a steak today that's as good as the ones in high-end restaurants. Oh, and grill one for Natsume-san, too. He's a hero to dad."

Xiaolan... Conan finally breathed a sigh of relief. Nothing happened. As long as Xiaolan was fine, it was fine.

I really hope...I am just overthinking everything.

At this moment, in the dark alley outside the detective agency, a faint light lit up. It was the light from a mobile phone.

A figure was looking coldly at a proud photo of a little boy wearing glasses on his phone, his eyes slightly downcast.

At this moment, a car drove past on the street in front of him with its headlights on, and the light shone on him in the shadows.

A young man with black hair, black eyes and glasses raised his glasses and continued to monitor the Maori Detective Agency across the street with cold eyes.