Chapter 579 The Detective Enters

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What's this?

Kuroba Kaito didn't understand, but the meaning of Qin Zhibo's words was clearly expressed.

Mouri Kogoro is a person with a clear distinction between love and hate. When faced with provocation, his attitude should be stronger and he should not be afraid of offending others.

Keep a small notebook and write it down...

Just when Kuroba Kaito was trying to figure out Mouri Kogoro's character in his mind, an umbrella was thoughtfully handed over to shield Moori Kogoro and Qin Zhibo from the wind and rain who were carrying their luggage.

She is the old lady who came from Qianjian.

"Long time no see, Motegi."

"Oh! Sister Qianjian, so you are too..."

Seeing the old lady Senjian, Motegi Harushi was startled for a moment, then he very sensibly took down the cigarette hanging from the corner of his mouth, threw it to the ground in a handsome manner, turned around and walked up the stairs.

Conan stared at the handsome man in green clothes with a butt-shaped chin walking in front, and the name "Motegi" seemed familiar to him.

Motegi...could he be detective Motegi Haruka?

Conan has some impressions of Motegi Haruka. He is a detective who mainly handles gang-related cases. It is said that he has good marksmanship. He also killed a mafia leader while handling cases abroad, and was retaliated for this.

Just as Conan was thinking about it, Senjian Fangshiya and Motegi Haruka kept talking to each other.

"Didn't you get sniped by the Mafia in Chicago last week?"

Motegi Harushi was stunned for a moment, rolled his eyes, closed his eyes contemptuously and laughed, "Humph... I have completely forgotten everything that happened after such a long time."

"I think it's time for you to get married and have children, right? Aren't you going to turn 40 in three days?"

Motegi Harushi rolled his eyes again and replied in a lazy tone: "Who knows what will happen in the future?"

"What I need most right now is to have a sumptuous dinner as soon as possible to pay tribute to my internal organs, which are almost hungry..."

Qin Zhibo walked behind and felt a little strange looking at the two detectives in front of him who seemed to be familiar with each other.

Judging from the situation just now, Motegi Harushi had been sitting in the car before they arrived, smoking a cigarette, as if waiting for their group to appear.

There was also Qianjian Shendai who drove the car out of gas and waited to stop the car in the middle of the road.

These two people...

According to the law of Conan's appearance, tonight is destined to be uneventful.

In order to avoid numbness when the time comes, Qin Zhibo decided to pay close attention to the surrounding situation first.

...

Walking to the front of the mansion, Motegi Harushi knocked on the door.

A young woman dressed as a maid opened the door and bowed to everyone.

"Welcome to visit us."

"Are they Mr. Motegi, Mr. Qin, Mr. Mori, and Ms. Senjian? I have been waiting for you for a long time."

"Guys, please come in quickly."

The maid has an average appearance, and the freckles on her face may be more in line with European and American tastes.

She recited the welcome speech with a stiff face. She did not look like a professional maid trained by a wealthy family. She was not at the same level as the previous twin maids. She seemed to be hired temporarily.

Thinking of the sisters, Qin Zhibo also remembered that they had never seen each other since they separated at the Mask Mansion. He wondered if they had found a job again or had changed careers.

After all, as a housemaid, it was really "unfortunate" to have two consecutive masters go to jail and die violently at home, and even slightly superstitious employers would not dare to use it anymore.

But Qin Zhibo knew that it was not the two sisters who were wrong, but the incarnation of death...

Thinking in his mind, Qin Zhibo turned around and glanced at Conan, who was spreading the power of death everywhere and destroying people's jobs.

If one day all unemployed domestic workers gather together, will they find that a primary school student named "Edogawa Conan" often appears in their careers?

When the time comes, will they wake up?

...

Entering the mansion, "Moori Kogoro" looked around the building, professional eyes flashing in his pupils.

This professional look is called the "thief's eye", and it can determine where the valuable things in the house are at a glance.

Since the owner of this house dares to pretend to be his own name to invite others, he must be prepared to cut some flesh.

However, the building area of ​​this Dusk Pavilion is too large, and nothing substantial can be seen from the entrance.

"It's true..."

Kidd wanted to say, "It's exactly what I guessed before," but old lady Qianjian got it wrong and said, "It looks like a haunted house inside, right?"

"Uh..." Kidd scratched his head in embarrassment and could only laugh, "Hahaha..."

Under the instructions of the maid, Qin Zhibo and others put their umbrellas into the umbrella bucket in the entrance hall.

At this time, another fat, white figure came out of the kitchen and called the maid over.

"I just went to the kitchen and took a look. The ingredients are all ready, but why didn't I see the chef cooking? If no one is cooking the ingredients, they won't be 'cooked'."

"Actually, it's like this. The chef suddenly fell ill and can't come over to cook. If you don't mind, I can also cook, but the taste is..."

"What!"

The man's face immediately showed anger, blowing his beard and glaring at the maid, "If the chef is sick, he can't cook? That's not what the invitation said. I came all the way here just for this dinner. It’s coming!”

Qin Zhibo looked at the fat man in a white suit in front of him with a thick mustache, and felt that this detective seemed a little familiar.

Eh? Isn't this the foodie detective - Da Shang Zhu Shan?

The reason why he is called Foodie Detective is because Qin Zhibo often sees him appear on TV food programs, and he has a lot of fun playing the blind food selection game.

But the outside world is more accustomed to calling him...

"That one seems to be...the gourmet detective?"

Kid, who was dressed as Mouri Kogoro, also recognized this person's name. Although it didn't match his field, as long as he was a detective, he should pay more attention to it.

The maid had a weak character and lacked professional skills. She couldn't come up with a better solution, so Dashang Zhushan could only say that he would cook the food himself.

"Then leave the kitchen to me. After all, only delicious food and murder cases are the only priceless treasures in this world that can make my brain cells move quickly!"

After saying that, the foodie detective turned angrily and walked towards the kitchen.

After listening to the foodie detective's speech just now, Qin Zhibo really wanted to introduce this detective to a person who was very consistent with his compatibility.

Don’t you like food and murder?

Then "Tokyo Foodie" Matsumoto Ryohei is definitely your best choice!

Double stimulation! So exciting!

After seeing off the foodie detective, the stressed maid breathed a sigh of relief, then remembered that there were guests at the entrance, so she hurried over.

"I'm very sorry for snubbing you all."

The old lady Qianjian shook her head and said it didn't matter, and then asked: "What do you mean, master? Inviting our five famous detectives here, there must be something going on, right?"

Qin Zhihiro, Mouri Kogoro, Senjian Granny, Motegi Haruoshi, and Ogami Shuzen are indeed five people.

The maid nodded, "Yes, but there are actually seven detectives invited this time, including you."

"The remaining ones are a young lady and a young man, who are now at home..."

Just then, a familiar voice sounded near the railing on the second floor.

"Greetings after a long time, everyone..."

"Brother Shen!"

"Um!"

When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he encounters familiar people, he will say hello or nod to each other.

But no matter who it is.

There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.

To this.

Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.

Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.

It can be said.

Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.

The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.

Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.

Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.

Possessing the memory of a previous life.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.

It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.

Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.

At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.

Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.

Enter the attic.

The environment changes in vain.

The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.

There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.