If every question, no matter how tortuous the solution process is, would have at least one standard answer.
So Ye Gengyi's expression at this time was, 'I'm too lazy to repeat the tortuous process again'.
"Although Brother Gengyi's conclusion is the same as mine, it seems that there is still no way to know what that uncle does." Conan was a little moved and was trying his best to hint to the black man.
"Hey, not necessarily," Hattori Heiji received the signal and started taking action as he spoke: "We can go over and take a look."
"Wait for me..." Conan quickly followed.
"Tch, they are really two troublesome brats." Mouri Kogoro opened the passenger door.
No, it should be three curious detectives...
Ye Geng thought and walked out of the car silently.
At the entrance.
Ms. Zhukaku was chatting with the man with a smile on her face: "Look, I placed the ceramics as the teacher said."
"Oh! The entrance hall is the entrance that represents luck. Placing a pottery suitable for any orientation here is very good in terms of Feng Shui..."
While the man was speaking, he took out the compass and inspected it in a serious manner, "Well... this place is impeccable, so let me go back to the room and take a look at the other decorations."
"What, he is actually a Feng Shui master." Hattori Heiji shrugged and did not comment on this answer.
"It seems that Brother Gengyi and I guessed it right..."
"Excuse me, who are you?"
Before the pride on Conan's face turned into a smile, he was almost jumped by a sinister voice behind him.
Red dress, black hair, purple eye shadow, even if she applied heavy foundation, it could not cover up the traces of time on her face. Not only that, the person who came here also had a strange grassy smell that was different from perfume.
What is this person's profession?
Three death detectives, plus an organization cadre, the four of them automatically entered the reasoning perspective.
Suspect No. 2 didn't say anything when he saw several people, but just looked at himself silently, feeling a little guilty in his heart.
Boom, boom, boom!
Not long after, the door of Zhukaku's house was opened from the inside again.
The hostess seemed to be adjusting her collar. After seeing the visitor, the expression on her face showed surprise and uncertainty for a moment, and then turned into anger:
"Sister! What are you doing here? Didn't I tell you not to come again?"
"Ryoko, don't be angry first..."
The second suspect, who was dressed like a witch, said quickly: "Actually... I'm a little tight on money this month, one hundred thousand... No! Fifty thousand, just fifty thousand, can you..."
"cannot!"
Ryoko Morokaku interrupted mercilessly: "Since you are already a fortune teller, why don't you help yourself figure out how to reverse your bad luck!"
"But, I really..."
Snapped...
The door was closed directly, shutting out the second half of her words.
Watch the cursing figure go away.
Several people sat back in the car again.
Mouri Kogoro yawned, somewhere between half asleep and half awake.
Two detectives whispered in the back row.
Hattori Heiji muttered: "The feng shui master is followed by a fortune teller... This family is really strange."
"Yeah..." Conan dragged his chin in thought, "Speaking of which, the Feng Shui master just now seemed to have never come out after entering."
"It's indeed strange..." Ye Gengyi said.
oh?
The two detectives quickly focused their attention and asked: "Brother Gengyi, what did you find?"
"I want to say..."
"Uh-huh..."
"Since she doesn't need a detective, does the commission fee go away?"
Ah, this...
"I'll go inside and check the situation..." Hattori Heiji got out of the car and drove away.
"Wait for me, Brother Heiji." Conan followed closely again.
"Hey, you two should calm down for a while..." A certain tool man who was awakened also followed.
(눈_눈)...So, is it really voluntary labor?
Ye Gengyi was silent, suddenly feeling that he had lost the motivation to get out of the car.
Here, Hattori Heiji took the lead, and the three of them circled the house, and finally stopped under a certain window.
"Brother Gengyi didn't come with you." Conan reminded.
"Shh...be quiet." Hattori Heiji said.
Mouri Kogoro even more simply covered the mouth of a certain elementary school student.
Conan: "..."
No, he was just worried that the guy would drive the car away directly after knowing that there was no commission fee...
After holding my breath for a moment, there was no movement on the street, but the sound of an engine could be heard in the room.
Conan looked up and his eyes suddenly widened. He could see through the gap in the curtains that Ryoko Morokaku was kissing the Feng Shui master.
Their clothes were soaked with sweat, and their hair was messy and stuck to their foreheads. They clearly looked like they had just finished some intense exercise.
"Kissing..." Hattori Heiji looked inside without blinking.
"Isn't this an affair?" Mouri Kogoro muttered, about to push the two little devils aside.
In the room, Ryoko Morokaku stood up and had already arranged her clothes, "Then I'll take a shower first..."
"Um."
The Feng Shui master lit a cigarette, and after watching Ryoko Morokaku leave, he stood up with a solemn expression and began to rummage around the room.
Cabinets, drawers, storage boxes...
There was also a jewelry box on the dressing table. The Feng Shui master just opened it and took a look at it before putting it back in its place.
No...why still not...
While he was concentrating on looking for something.
The door behind him was blown open by a cold wind.
"it's a pity..."
Facing the door, the three detectives leaning outside the window quickly shrank their necks.
There was a subtle swishing sound, which made the Feng Shui master shiver.
He didn't think much, looked up, and what he saw was Ryoko Morokaku's face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling:
"I didn't put it there. I hid the love video we recorded in the hotel somewhere in this house... This is to ensure that teacher, you will really divorce your wife and stay with me." Together..."
"you..."
The Feng Shui master squatted on the spot blankly, not knowing how to express himself.
"Okay, my husband will be back soon," Ryoko Morokaku said with a smile, "While I'm taking a shower, hurry up and put on your clothes..."
...
Not long after, three people came back with strange expressions.
As soon as he sat down, Mouri Kogoro took out his mobile phone and pressed a number skillfully.
Ye Geng had a good look and saw the name of the line of notes.
【Fei Yingli. 】
Are you... worried about your wife?
"I really don't understand you, sir..." Hattori Heiji lamented from the back row, "Speaking of which, uncle, you and your wife are separated, it seems quite serious."
"Stop being so verbose..."
Mouri Kogoro put his mobile phone aside, lit a cigarette, and said, "There are some things you will understand when you grow up."
"Looks like a good harvest..."
Ye Gengyi lowered the car window further and asked, "When are you going to go back?"
"Oh, Brother Sarada, it's such a pity that you didn't go and see it just now." Hattori Heiji quickly changed the subject, "We discovered an incredible event. That Feng Shui master was actually with that Mrs. Morokaku..."
"Having an affair, right?" Ye Geng said.
