Rebirth of Conan as a Detective

"Good morning at 7 o'clock in Yoko Okino's 4-minute cooking time. Today's special guest is the detective Mr. Takanori Kioto!!"

"Then, see you at the same time next week!"

"OK! Interstitial ads!"

On the daily TV station, it was broadcast live at seven in the morning at the studio. Gao Cheng took Xiao Ai to the live broadcast and ate the steak used in the show with a few bites.

One week has passed since the affairs of the Angel Museum, and the little girl named Yuriko finally succeeded in recognizing her father and at the same time received the huge wealth of the Isegawa family.

To say that there is something special, after processing the maze bones, the Angel Museum will be transformed into a theme park called by cows and mazes. Yuriko feels that this is also the unfinished dream of great grandfather Isekawa Gozo. The Angel Museum was originally It should be prepared for the children.

The labyrinth seemed to be built by Isegawa Gozo secretly hiding from his family, trying to surprise the children, but unfortunately there was no chance at all. He didn't pass this emotion to his great-granddaughter until after his death.

As for Gao Cheng himself... just got another blank camouflage card, and Yuriko also paid a fairly generous commission.

"Detective City, Cityto," Yoko Okino looked at Gao Cheng who was gobbled up with peasy eyes, "You haven't had breakfast yet, right? How about going to the cafeteria of the TV station together?"

Gao Cheng looked at the small sorrow with his eyelids collapsed next to him, and nodded embarrassedly, "Then bother."

"Yoko!" A beautiful woman with a ponytail and slightly mature eyelashes walked into the studio, "Sorry, I'm late, the show later..."

"Rena," Yoko said happily when he saw the visitor, "You came just right, and the city detective you have been following is also here today!"

"Detective city, city door?" Needless to say Yoko, the woman was already stunned when she saw Gao Cheng.

The woman has a pair of bright blue cat eyes, a few strands of hair hanging down her forehead, cute but mature, and she looks familiar.

Gao Cheng asked doubtfully: "You are..."

"Ah," the woman regained her senses, and hurriedly bent over to greet her, "I am the host of Good Morning Seven O'clock, Shui Wurenai, the first time I met..."

"Mizumi... Rena?"

Gao Cheng murmured, his eyes flickered as he watched the politely nervous woman.

He couldn't recognize it, but he knew the name.

That's right, Keir, one of the members of the black organization, also seems to be an undercover agent arranged by the CIA. I didn't notice it when I watched Good Morning 7 o'clock.

"Is there any... problem?" Shui Wu Reina looked at Gao Cheng in a daze, "Actually, I have always been a fan of your detective..."

"Oh, it's such an honor."

Gao Cheng smiled, and suddenly felt that his clothes were being pulled by Xiao Ai. He hurriedly grasped Xiao Ai's fingers, and kept Xiao Ai behind him without a trace. "Miss Shui Wu, are you going to the cafeteria too?"

"No, I'm going to start the live broadcast soon," Shui Wu Rennai was rather regretful, and hurriedly handed Gao Cheng a business card, "I will visit again if I have time..."

The studio was busy with work, and Gao Cheng soon followed Yoko Okino to the cafeteria, but until she left Shui without mercy, Xiao Ai was still tight and her face was ugly.

Even after so long, Xiao Ai still seems to be so sensitive to the members of the organization, but it stands to reason that Shui Wu Lian is not dangerous. I really don't understand how Xiao Ai reacted.

"Don't worry," Gao Cheng whispered helplessly, "Didn't I say it? Unless I directly touch the gin, Tokyo is the safest place now, and I can deal with it no matter what the situation is."

Xiao Ai's pale face barely squeezed a smile to prevent Gao Cheng from worrying: "I just feel a little uncomfortable."

"Okay," Gao Cheng looked forward to the direction of the cafeteria, and was able to smell the scent of food. "It's hard to come and have a big meal!"

"..."

"But having said that," Gao Cheng picked up a fairly generous breakfast and sat down face to face with Yoko Okino, "Uncle Maori didn't come for such a good opportunity..."

"I called Mr. Mori," Yoko Okino said with a light smile, "but Xiaolan said he still has a job today..."

"Really?" Gao Cheng picked up a piece of potato, and Uncle Maori was watching Yoko Okino's TV program all night.

If the uncle knew that he had missed the opportunity to participate in Yoko's live show, what would happen to him? Will you cry?

...

Muidocho, Kaya family residence.

Kogoro Mouri drove to the client's house early in the morning. He had a rare job. He even took care of it. He didn't even have time to watch Yoko's 4-minute cooking at 7:00 in the morning, so he could only set up a video and wait. Replay at night.

In addition, because of the school holiday on weekends, Xiaolan and Conan followed as before.

Every time I work, I have to carry two oil bottles. I don’t have the freedom of the city boy at all. It is also because there is a kid at home, but that guy is taken care of by the kid...

"what?"

After meeting with the client, the 39-year-old hostess Kaya Banko, Kogoro Mouri was shocked and said, "I want to send an email to my lover tonight?!"

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Kogoro Mouri hushed his voice in a hurry, and when he found that no one else heard him, he asked in a low voice: "In this case, you can directly contact the man and ask him not to send emails?"

"This..." Kayahanko said embarrassed, "In order not to let his wife find out, the phone is always called by the other party and the number is not displayed, and he will send emails on weekends and nights, but he may not read my emails. He is This kind of person, so I can't contact him here..."

Mouri Kogoro twitched the corners of his mouth.

It's hard to get a job, but there are always such messy things, but if you don't answer it, it will definitely fall to the city boy.

Thinking of Gao Cheng missing a job opportunity, Maori suddenly felt better.

...

In the evening, Gao Cheng returned to the office with Xiao Ai and big bags. He didn't mind if he had a job. Since he was not short of money, he seemed to be more and more Buddhist, and there were not many commissions that would interest him. Up.

It’s good to have a job. If you don’t have a job, take a break and relax. Do something you like and read more books to improve yourself.

The reasoning books in the Kudo’s collection are almost the same ~ www.NovelMTL.com~ The rest is professional knowledge of various disciplines and various materials collected by Yusaku Kudo in the past. Read it first, and then maybe even more. Brush, it’s enough to pass the time.

Gao Cheng was planning here, but Xiao Ai didn't feel too much, and didn't think about Shui Wushang anymore, just leaned back lazily on the sofa, drinking tea while watching TV.

"At 7 o'clock this evening, the body of a woman was found in a car parked along the banks of the Temuzu River... Judging from the remains, the deceased was Ms. Kariya Kanko, who lived in Mugido Town, 39 years old. The police judged it to be a murder. ..."

"Here again," Xiao Ai took a sip of tea with her eyes folded. "Are you going to see it?"

"The police didn't look for me, so how can unrelated persons intervene?"

Gao Cheng also saw the news, his eyelids twitched slightly: "But...doesn't it have anything to do with Uncle Maori?"

"It looks like I went to a cupholder."

"The Plague God..."