"Huh? Why are there so many holes in this flower bed lawn?"
Conan's unique "ah lie" accompanied by genuine doubts floated over the manor.
Katsumi Uehara held a plate of steak in his hand, pouring teriyaki sauce on his own. He stood by the window and stared condescendingly at the flower bed outside the window. He stepped on the ground and half of his body fell straight into the pothole. Wulang, happily felt that the steak in his hand was a little more fragrant.
It's not that he has no sympathy, it's actually that Kogoro Mouri's fall was somewhat funny. There were obviously so many big pits ahead, but I couldn't avoid it and fell flat on my face.
Considering Mouri Kogoro's age, he has always been fond of smoking and drinking in private. After this sudden fall, he still looked like a normal person, and his body was somewhat out of character.
As expected, when I entered the hospital later, even the nurses exclaimed that there was anesthesia resistance.
Musashinosuke, the old butler in a suit and tie, bowed his waist slightly and watched in surprise as Kogoro Mori jumped out of the hole like a carp: "Are you okay?! Mr. Mori?"
"It's okay, I'm okay."
Mouri Kogoro, who was patting the dust on his shoulders like a normal person, waved his hand, and then looked around suspiciously: "Strange, why are there so many potholes near the garden pond?"
"I'm really sorry, Mr. Maori, that's because this place is going to be renovated next week and some new trees will be planted."
He introduced himself as Musashinosuke, an old man who had worked in the house of the old president Nagato for most of his life. There was a bit of apology on his face.
To be honest, he didn't expect that a man as big as Mouri Kogoro could actually step into the air. It was so conspicuous that even an old man like him knew how to avoid it.
This is somewhat humorous.
Conan, who looked worried at the side, subconsciously turned his head when he heard the words, and followed the old man's introduction to look around him, and finally found a figure on the surface of the pond——
A figure reflected on the water after being refracted by the sun, he was leaning against the window, holding a plate of something and feasting on it.
? ? ?
Katsumi Uehara?
Why is he here?
Conan subconsciously looked up in the direction of the restaurant. Uehara, who was standing by the window, seemed to have noticed that he had noticed, and raised his hand to say hello to him.
Mao Lilan, who was on the side, noticed something unusual about him and couldn't help but leaned over to him and asked strangely: "Conan? What's wrong? What are you looking at?"
"Sister Xiaolan, I seem to have seen the Uehara Police Department." Conan did not hide it, raised his hand and pointed to the location where Uehara Katsumi was previously.
"Uehara Police Department? How is that possible?"
Xiaolan was a little surprised, but before she could finish her words, the old housekeeper with his hands behind his back admitted: "Children have good eyesight, and the one who is eating in the restaurant now is indeed the Uehara Police Department.
"He rushed here after finishing his work at the Metropolitan Police Department, at the invitation of the master."
At the invitation of the master?
Isn’t that Chairman Nagato who is bedridden?
Conan blinked.
He originally thought that the big shot was looking for Mouri Kogoro to find out about cheating and catching mistresses. After all, this kind of job was very marketable and was obviously more suitable for Mouri Kogoro.
But now, it is obvious that there must be some fishiness here, otherwise Katsumi Uehara would not be invited——
"Let's go, Detective Maori, I'm already waiting for you in the bedroom on the third floor."
Just as he was thinking about it, Conan was held by Xiaolan's hand, and followed the old housekeeper into the main entrance of the manor.
The moment he walked up the stairs, a tall figure who seemed vaguely familiar to him was explaining something to a group of people in guard uniforms in the lobby on the first floor.
Um?
Wait a minute, the man next to you——
When Conan noticed another familiar figure, his face suddenly fell: Could he...
Fortunately, the young man who was dragged out of the restaurant by his father in advance seemed to have noticed that someone was looking at him. He turned around and saw that his eyes were directly opposite Conan's twitching eyes, and his face instantly brightened - —
"Hey, Kudo, how are you doing lately? How are you?"
——? !
The moment Hattori Heiji smiled and said hello, Conan's expression suddenly changed, and he suddenly raised his hands like a small spinning top, swinging back and forth between Maori Ran and Hattori Heiji who was saying hello, giving hints with his eyes crazily.
What the hell? !
I'll tear your mouth apart sooner or later!
"Heizo Hattori Headquarters? Hattori Heiji?"
"Kudo?"
Unlike Mouri Kogoro, whose attention was entirely focused on Hattori and his son, the moment she heard this familiar surname, Maori Ran was suddenly excited and looked around hurriedly. The corner of her eye vaguely glanced at Conan, who was acting obviously abnormal, and frowned: "Hey, Hattori-kun, you're talking about Kudo..."
"ah?"
Hattori Heiji, who was given the gift for free, instantly turned into beet-eyed. The Kansai detective's brain was working crazily, trying to find the pronunciation of "Kudo": "That, of course -"
"Of course it's Kudo Shinichi."
Before the hesitating Hattori Heiji could say the password, on the other side, a slender figure wearing a light green suit came with elegant steps, his long ponytail tied behind his head swaying.
The tissue that wiped his lips was crumpled into a ball and thrown into the trash can with precision. Katsumi Uehara, who was not too concerned about the excitement, spoke with a confident tone, which made Conan's face turn pale with fright!
Katsumi Uehara? !
If eyes could shoot anesthesia needles, Uehara would probably be lying down right now.
"Shinichi? Where is Shinichi?"
Hearing the name that came out of Uehara's mouth, Xiaolan immediately rushed forward nervously, while not forgetting to look around.
"I don't know. Anyway, I haven't seen it. Why don't you ask Hattori Heiji? I've read his files. Didn't he have a duel with Kudo Shinichi before?" As a fun person, Uehara Katsuki has no other skills, but he is proficient in fire arching skills. .
Under Conan's despair and Hattori Heiji's confused look, Uehara Katsumi put one hand in his pocket and naturally threw the pot back.
"..."
"..."
"Uehara Police Department! Are you——"
"Ah, by the way, Mr. Takeru, which floor is President Nagato on? I can go see him now and learn about the relevant situation." Without giving Conan a chance to say anything, Katsumi Uehara asked the old butler about the floor. Shi Shiran left.
What stands out is one thing. Just brush your clothes away and hide your merit and fame.
Don't ask why, I just want to see Shura Field. After all, Haihara Ai next door has a box office of tens of billions.
Wouldn’t it be beautiful to catch up on the spot?
Moreover, even if Conan was fooled in the end, he would definitely come to him in private, no, it should be said to beg him to stop saying that, and stop irritating his heart.
Thus……
His closing report can naturally become a condition of the deal and handed over to Conan!
Elementary school students have little homework. Isn’t it too much to help write a case report in your spare time?
Anyway, Conan was also present when the case occurred, and he was probably involved in the whole process. Since the level of involvement is so high, it makes sense to write a closing report, right?
If someone really dies, then he can actually wait for the case-solving bonus to fly over on his own without having to write an extra word himself. This is probably a beautiful thing.
Set up a small bowl~
