Untitled Conan II

"Then where are you going to move?" Dashi asked suspiciously.

"This~" With a mischievous smile, I shook my index finger pretending to be mysterious, "It's a very~safe place."

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Mori Detective Agency the next morning

"Ah, why, Xiaolan, do you know each other?" Fei Yingli looked at me in surprise, and then at her daughter Mao Lilan.

"Xiao...Xiaoyou?" The expression on Xiaolan's face was both surprised and happy, "Mom, you said that the Miss Nangong who is going to move in next door to us is Xiaoyou?"

"Yes," Fei Yingli still had some doubts on her face, but she still nodded and said with a smile, "Mr. Nangong called me a few days ago and asked me to take care of my daughter who came to Japan. I was surprised when I saw the address. Well, it seems that you have known each other before, which is even better."

"Hello, Uncle Xiaowulang, Sister Xiaolan, and Conan Sauce~" I poked my head out from behind Lawyer Fei, and I waved my hand and greeted cheerfully, "Let me introduce myself again, my name is Nangong Yaruo, But you can call me Xiaoyou."

……

"That's great." Saying goodbye to Lawyer Fei, Xiaolan happily pulled me to the sofa and sat down, "I've been thinking about when I can have a little sister. Conan is a boy, and he always looks like a little girl. It looks like an adult, now that you are here, you can chat and talk, and you won't be bored!"

"I'll have to trouble Sister Xiaolan and Uncle Xiaowulang to take care of it from now on!" I tilted my head with a cute smile, and I glanced at a certain boy with glasses who hadn't recovered yet, secretly happy in my heart.

"But, Xiaoyou, is it okay for you to live alone?" Xiaolan looked worried, "And I heard from Shinichi that you used to live at Tezuka's house, why..."

"Well, because brother Guoguang went to Germany, and Guoqing's father and the others also went back to Kyoto. I live alone at Tezuka's house, and Lie's father and the others are worried!" Head, "Uncle Xiaowulang is a detective. Father Lie and the others think that as long as they live near Uncle Xiaowulang's house, they must be safe!"

"Really, here comes another annoying brat..." Uncle Mao Li, who was sitting behind the desk with his legs crossed, curled his lips, then seemed to remember something, and muttered to himself, "... Nangong? Which Nangong... ... Papa Lie...?"

As he spoke, his eyes suddenly lit up and he looked at me.

"Well, Lie's father's full name is Nangong Lie. He's a lawyer." Responding to his expression, I nodded and pointed my chin with my index finger and said innocently, "Should you be considered well-known in the United States?"

"Nani?! Is it really Nangong Lie?!" Mori Kogoro's expression made me understand what it means to have out-of-frame eyes.

"That... Dad," Xiaolan looked at me suspiciously, then at Uncle Mao Li, and then asked cautiously, "Who is that Mr. Nangong...?"

"Nangong Lie..." Conan glanced at me, then looked at Uncle Maori, who obviously hadn't recovered, and explained for Xiaolan, "He is a very popular lawyer in the United States, and he has one of the top ten law firms in New York. Place."

"Mr. Nangong is a lawyer like mother?" Xiaolan nodded understandingly, and then sighed, "It seems very powerful!"

"Ah," Conan continued, leaning back on the sofa with his hands on the back of his head, "he and his father, Nangong Yao, jointly own the top ten law firms in the United States, and Nangong Yao is also an important lawyer in the American legal circle. One, the mother is a well-known prosecutor with half Jewish blood, there is also a very prestigious judge uncle, and a well-known Interpol elder brother Nan Gongjun. His maternal grandfather is Jewish-American, and he is very fond of the United States. He is an American oil tycoon with considerable influence in the political and economic circles, and most of those cousins ​​and uncles are elites in the two fields of American business and politics. Therefore, it is said that he is a mixed-race American with a quarter of Jewish blood. man."

"Ah... what a powerful background," Xiaolan said in surprise, and then turned her face away in confusion, "But Conan, how did you understand it so clearly?"

"Uh, that..." After being choked for a moment, cold sweat broke out on his head.

"Should... Shinichi told him!" I interjected, and then looked at him, "Isn't that right, Conan?"

"Ah? Hmm!! Brother Shinichi told me before!" Nodding repeatedly, Conan smiled awkwardly with a frozen expression.

"Oh, so that's how it is!" Xiaolan finally dispelled her doubts, "It's just Xiaoyou, if you move here, wouldn't it be inconvenient to go to school?"

"Well..." Shaking my head, I smiled nonchalantly, "No, because, I don't plan to go to school anymore!"

"what?!"

"Ah, that's right!" As soon as I tapped my palms, I remembered why I lowered my head and turned over my backpack, "This——Papa Lie asked me to give it to Uncle Xiaowulang. It's a thank you gift."

"This is..." After taking the passbook I handed over and opening it, Uncle Maori's jaw almost fell to the ground, "...five, 500 million?! It's still US dollars!!"

"U.S. dollars...!" Xiao Lan exclaimed, "That's..."

"—more than 3 million yen." Conan glanced at me with a pair of weak eyes.

"Well," nodded, I rubbed my chin and said in distress, "Father Lie also thinks it may be a little less, but there is a limit on transferring from a Swiss bank to a Japanese personal account, which is troublesome, so please forgive me, uncle!"

"Where is there!" Uncle Mao Li ran over very enthusiastically, grabbed my shoulder and smiled very rippling (?), "Xiao You, you can live here with confidence, and come over for dinner and so on in the future. If you need anything, just tell uncle, uncle will definitely go through fire and water..."

—— tuk tuk ——

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, which interrupted Uncle Mao Li's warm greeting. Xiaolan gave him an annoyed look, and then shouted to the door, "Please come in!"

The door of the detective office was slowly opened, and a lady in a traditional kimono with a high bun stepped on wooden clogs and walked in with small graceful steps.

"I'm Chi Bo who called just now. Please forgive me for interrupting me suddenly." She stood at the door very politely and said to Xiaolan, "Because I heard from my friends that as long as you ask Mr. Maori, he will be able to find me for me." The person I'm looking for." As she spoke, she bent slightly, "Please give me your advice."

"Then, please sit here first." After a salute, Xiaolan invited the woman to the sofa.

Looking at the woman who just came in, I was stunned for a while, and when I received the other party's gaze, which seemed to be an understatement, I couldn't laugh or cry, so I had to stand up and salute.

Turning his gaze to Conan, who was also stunned, he could tell what he was thinking by looking at the guy's expression. He must have never expected that the other party would be such an elegant and beautiful beauty.

I angrily nudged him with my elbow, and whispered, "Hey, I'm back to my senses!"

"Ugh!" He scratched his head and looked at me in embarrassment. Seeing his expression, I snorted and turned my head away.

"Huh? Where's Dad?"

After looking around, Xiaolan asked suspiciously, and at this moment, a door suddenly opened.Then, wearing a neat white suit, neatly wearing a tie and a serious face, the uncle Maori walked out with a personable (?) pace, completely ignoring the black balls of thread on our heads.

"Sorry for keeping you waiting, my dear lady." Uncle Maori walked up to Ms. Chibo with his lips curled up in a handsome manner, bent down and took her hand, and said solemnly, "Just now I was sorting out some tricky murder cases. material."

"...Oh, yes..." Ms. Chi Bo, who was a little surprised, was obviously not used to the uncle's enthusiasm, so he half pushed her to sit by the sofa.

……

Through subsequent conversations, we learned that Ms. Chibo Jinghua wanted to ask Uncle Mao Li to help find a classmate of hers in junior high school.And under the uncle's gossip, I also learned that this 42-year-old Ms. Jinghua, although she can't tell it at all, has a hobby of knitting and can't cook at the same time, and she is still single until now.

As a result, the uncle's enthusiasm has been raised to another level.

Hey, Aunt Jinghua, do you need to do this...

Staring at the black line on my forehead, I sat and listened to her babbling all the time.

Why don't you know how to cook - I asked her about Japanese cooking before...

When Xiaolan and the uncle stared at each other, Ms. Jinghua suddenly coughed. Seeing this, I hurried over and habitually grabbed her right hand to feel the pulse.

"Sorry to be rude," she said, holding back a cough, covering her lips with her other hand.

"What's the matter, have you caught a cold?" Uncle Maori asked with concern.

"No, it should be because of bad bronchus." Withdrawing my hand, I replied, and said, looking around, "Maybe it's because the office has just been cleaned."

"Well, I have a bad bronchi since I was a child, and I am allergic to dust." Ms. Jinghua coughed a few times before speaking slowly.

"I'm sorry, it must be because of my cleaning just now." Xiaolan said apologetically.

"Then, let's talk in another place!" the uncle suggested.

"I'm so sorry..." Ms. Jinghua apologized.

client full of lies

The coffee shop downstairs of Maori Detective Agency in the morning on weekends

"Uncle, sister Xiaolan, what do you want to order?" I asked with a bright smile while holding the menu in my hands.

"Uh... Xiaoyou, why are you ordering?" Xiaolan looked at me in surprise and asked