"Really, I kindly brought you here to ski, and you repay kindness with enmity."
"Nonsense!" Mao Lilan unceremoniously exposed his father's lie, "It's obviously Conan who won four tickets to the ski resort that allowed us to come."
Yu Jiang: "..."
So the reason why these people invited him was actually to get an extra ticket? ?
Mouri Kogoro stopped talking and said harshly: "Anyway, now we can only contact the administrator to see if there is a place for us to rest."
"But we don't know the contact information of the administrator, and it's not written on the website. And our car is parked next to the hotel, very far away. It seems that this is the only villa nearby. Maybe we should ask the owner of the villa if he can allow it. Let’s stay one night.”
"Hmph!" Mouri Kogoro said dismissively, "Idiot! Who wants to ask a nouveau riche who can build a villa in such a ghost place?!"
"But we..."
Unexpectedly, Kogoro Mouri actually picked up his ski poles and pretended to break down the door: "I have no choice but to break in!!"
"Wait, wait a minute, dad..."
"Eh? You're not..."
Suddenly, a strange male voice sounded behind them.
Then a chubby man parked his car and said, "Ah! It is indeed the great detective Mr. Mouri Kogoro. I often see your superb reasoning in newspapers."
The man admired Mouri Kogoro very much: "You seem to be in some trouble?"
"Yes." Mouri Kogoro scratched his head, "Can you please drive us to the hotel? We have not booked a house at the ski resort, and the road back to Tokyo is closed due to heavy snow."
After hearing this, the man said generously: "Then why don't you and your friends stay at my house tonight?"
He pointed to the beautiful villa next to him and said, "That villa is my home."
"Ah, what a coincidence!"
The man drove the car and led several people towards the villa: "Are these all your friends, Mr. Maoli?"
"To be precise, this is my daughter Maori Ran, and this is my daughter's math teacher Shimizu Yuzuru. As for this child, he is Edogawa Conan who is temporarily staying at my house."
"Oh, that's it." The man introduced himself enthusiastically, "Hello, I am a professor of surgery at the Department of Medicine at Toto University, and my name is Sho Oyama. Of course, in addition to that, I am also the famous detective Mouri. Big fan of Goro!”
Out of courtesy from guests to hosts, Yujiang and Dashanjiang got to know each other.
Afterwards, Dashan will invite a few people in.
Mouri Kogoro was very interested in the lion-shaped knocker on the door, but Oyama Shogun said: "I have always wanted a horse, but it's a pity that everything can't come true."
"Teacher, have you just arrived?"
Just then, another car drove over, and a woman got out of the car holding a shopping bag.
"Oh, Zhongyuan, it's you."
"Teacher, why are you so slow? Everyone is waiting for you."
Afterwards, Ikue and the others introduced each other to Kaori Nakahara, the teaching assistant of Professor Oyama Shogun.
Nakahara Kaori bought a lot of things, and it was said that they would have hot pot in the villa soon.
There were several people attending the hot pot party tonight. In addition to Sho Oyama and Kaori Nakahara, there were also associate professor Tomoyasu Kanazawa, and Kaho Ekaku and Ginji Tobita, who were both teaching assistants with Kaori Nakahara.
Villa restaurant——
The sukiyaki is steaming.
Everyone was sitting around the dining table, and Mouri Kogoro and Oyama Shogun were already drinking sake.
After a few glasses of wine, the embarrassing encounter at the ski resort during the day was suddenly forgotten by the uncle.
"Teacher Qingshui, please have a drink too." Dashan said to Nakahara Kaori, who was sitting next to Yujiang, to pour some wine for Yujiang.
Yu Jiang quickly declined: "I never drink, thank you for your kindness."
"How can we do without drinking?" Uncle Maori was already a little drunk, and his whole body was hot. "Life without alcohol is imperfect!"
Yu Jiang chuckled and said nothing.
Of course he knows how to drink, and he considers himself to be as drunk as Mouri Kogoro. But out of habit, he didn't want to drink in a strange place. Because alcohol can paralyze nerves, reduce his ability to deal with problems, and cause him unnecessary trouble.
"Oh! You are both doctors from the same university!"
"Yes, we are all in Mr. Dashan's laboratory. The paper Mr. Dashan published some time ago is really great."
"Well, indeed, it's the 'Study on Genetic Treatment of Colorectal Cancer', right?"
Mao Lilan chatted happily with the students of Dashan Shougang, while Conan quietly moved to Yue's side and squeezed Mao Li Kogoro into his seat.
The uncle said angrily: "What are you doing, kid?!"
"I want to be with Brother Qingshui!"
"You don't know any manners, get out of my way!"
"No, no, no!" Conan gave full play to his own advantages, and his ability to act shamelessly was beyond the reach of others.
In the end, it was Yue who said to Mouri Kogoro on his behalf: "Let Conan sit here. Don't you still want to talk to Mr. Oyama about the last case?"
Mouri Kogoro blew his beard: "I'll spare you this time, kid!"
No need for Conan to tell him, Yu Jiang also knew the purpose of his taking the trouble to sit over.
But he was also very interested in Conan's physical condition.
"Conan, have you recovered from your cold?" Yu Jiang asked preemptively.
Conan was stunned for a moment before replying: "It's completely fine. Well, Qing..."
"It's okay. The seasons have changed recently and the temperature has changed a lot. You should pay attention to adding or removing clothes in time to avoid catching another cold."
"Ah, okay, thank you, Brother Qingshui."
"Are you not feeling well anywhere else? We were all busy with the case that day, and in the end we didn't even ask the doctor why you fainted."
"I'm fine, actually..."
"You didn't eat randomly, did you? If you don't follow the doctor's instructions when you have a cold, you may even die in serious cases." Yu Jiang got to the point, "I heard from Miss Mori that you drank the wine Hattori-kun brought you before you went to Damura's house that day. Really? What kind of wine did he bring you?"
Conan subconsciously told the truth: "It seems to be a Chinese distilled liquor called Baigan."
"Baigan?" Ikujiang frowned, "That kind of wine is very strong, most of it is above 60 degrees. Hattori-kun is really nonsense!"
"Well, actually I recovered quickly, and it's okay to drink again later."
"Did you drink secretly again later?"
"Ah, no, did I say that? Brother Qingshui, you must have heard wrong!"
Conan knew that he had said the wrong thing, and for fear that if he continued speaking he would reveal his secret, he quickly quietly retreated to his seat and drove Mouri Kogoro back.
Um?
etc!
What was he going to do to find Yuzuru Shimizu just now?
