Uncle Maori growled in his heart, the more he wanted to be more wronged, he couldn’t help but anger:

"Nonsense! Don't filthy me! I have never done such a thing. The little devil is leaving for himself!"

Uncle Maori’s words, Xiaolan’s “ah” screamed and reached out to his ears, dissatisfied: “...true! No, it’s not, why are you so loud?”

"Uh……"

For a long time, this is all wrong with me, isn't it?

Uncle Maori was so angry that he waved his hand in a depressed voice: "Forget it, I suddenly remembered that I had a drink with people this evening, and you can go back!"

"Ah? Dad, are you going to drink again? Do you want to drink beef soup?" Xiaolan asked.

"Don't drink! Go home and eat!"

Uncle Maori is not happy

Beef soup? What is this good to drink?

He now only wants to kill the pig of the Kudo family, and make a roast suckling pig to eat light in one go...

Looking at Uncle Maori's departure, Xiaolan pouted helplessly, then complained: "Really, the new one is gone, so how can I not even go back to eat? I bought so much. The dish, when will it be finished..."

After Xiaolan complained a few words, he looked down at Conan and smiled slightly: "Conan, let's go back together!"

"Oh, okay, Xiaolan sister!"

Conan nodded, then reached out and touched the floppy disk in his trouser pocket, rubbing his eyes slightly.

In other words, since the thief Kidd’s guy slipped away in advance, he didn’t have to stare at the guy to prevent him from plotting against Xiaolan...

In this case, he can avoid Xiaolan as soon as possible, and go to Dr. Auntie's house to check the diary of Ban Cangzhuo to see if there are any clues about black tissue!

......

At 7:30 in the evening, Mihuamachi.

Maori Detective Office, in the living room on the second floor, accompanied by a bang, the door of the living room opened, and Conan and Xiaolan walked into the door together.

Gently reached out and turned on the light. Xiaolan put the ingredients down, then looked up at the clock in the living room. He couldn't help but scream, and he was surprised: "Really, how is it already over seven and a half?"

Xiaolan said, he reached out and picked up the ingredients. He put the bag on the coffee table in the living room, then turned to look at Conan next to him. He smiled slightly: "Conan, your stomach must be hungry? Please Wait a minute, I will change my clothes and I will prepare you for dinner soon..."

"Okay, Xiaolan sister."

Listening to Xiaolan's words, Conan Meng Meng smiled and nodded and promised to come down. After Xiaolan walked into his bedroom, Conan's face changed and he suddenly got serious and ran back to his bedroom and hid it. The button-type transmitter in the closet touched it, and then checked the tracking glasses, detective badges, etc. that were carried with me. After confirming that there was no problem, I took out the earphone-type mobile phone from the pocket of the clothes and dialed it. Dr. Ayi’s phone.

The phone rang a few times and then turned on. Then there was a voice from Dr. Auntie: "Hello, who is this?"

"Dr. Auntie, it is me."

Conan self-reported his house, picked up his coat, walked out of the bedroom, walked quickly to the table, picked up the sticky note on the table, and wrote it "brushing". Dr. Auntie on the phone clearly noticed Then he smiled and said: "Ah? It’s a new one! Is there anything you call?"

"It's like this, Doctor, are you convenient now?" Conan quickly wrote the content he wanted to write, then tore the note paper and placed it on the coffee table, then opened the door and left the living room. I opened the stairs and said, "...I have told you about the board warehouse, you remember, this afternoon, Uncle Maori received a commission here, and someone asked Uncle Maori to help find the Cang Cangzhuo. I am based on them. Providing clues and finding the hiding place of Cangcang Zhuo, but unfortunately, Cang Cangzhuo has been killed..."

"What? Is Cangcang Zhuo murdered?" In the doctor's home, Dr. Auntie, who is pouring water on his own, slammed the water out of the cup. "This should not be..."

"No! It's not what they did!" Conan guessed the doctor's thoughts and interrupted it directly, then continued. "...there was another person who killed Pang Chongzhuo. The case has been solved. Besides, I still I found a magnetic disk in the crime scene. It should be a diary of Cang Cangzhuo. I was thinking that there might be clues about black tissue, so I want to go to you and look at your computer..."

"Yes? Of course, this is no problem!" Conan's voice fell, Dr. Ayi directly agreed, "...you come over soon, I am waiting for you at home now, I have designed a tool for you, you can Look at it by the way!"

"Okay, Dr. Auntie, let's see you later." Conan finished, directly hang up the phone and ran to Dr. Auntie's house against the wind and snow.

At the same time, in the living room of the detective office, Xiaolan also walked out of his bedroom and smiled and said: "Conan, I am sorry, I have been waiting for you, I will go to dinner... but then, What do you want to eat tonight? Is it beef thick soup, Tianjin rice or sashimi? You can only choose one of them!~"

Xiaolan’s voice fell, but he didn’t hear any response. After a slight glimpse, he looked at the empty living room and shouted two names of Conan. After paying attention to the paper on the coffee table, he couldn’t help but walk over and pick it up. Look:

Xiaolan’s sister, Dr. Auntie, just let me go to his house to play his new game. I will not come back to Conan tonight.

After reading the contents of the note, Xiaolan "ah" and then browed slightly: "Really, how did Conan slip away? Now Conan is gone, there is not only one in me. Man? Also, Conan, is he really looking for Dr. Auntie?"

In other words, she just did not hear the phone ring in the bedroom!

Could it be that... Conan, he said a lie, actually went to the people who lived in Jihui?

Xiaolan frowned, then walked over to the phone and dialed the number of Dr. Aunt's house.

The phone was quickly connected. Dr. Xiaolan and Dr. Auntie took a few sentences and then cut them directly into the topic. They simply asked, confirming that Conan had actually hanged the phone after going to Dr. Auntie’s house, and both hands were forked, some Little cute shouting:

"Well, I am left alone in the house tonight, then what else do I have to cook! If you don't have a cup noodles, you can take a pad of your stomach..."

Xiao Lan squatted, stretched out the refrigerator door, touched a bucket of noodles, slammed the pop songs, and walked into the kitchen...