A Sorcerer in the Detective World

"Nani? Haven't slept together?!"

"Oh my God! Did you fight all night long?!"

The voices of Koran Matsushima and Sayuri Kawasaki suddenly became much louder, while Tsukamoto Sumi's mouth twitched and her face collapsed——

Okay, how can you two be so capable of HS with both of your minds in mind?

Tsukamoto Sumi couldn't help but stretched out her hand and slapped the table, and then explained again: "I said, you two, don't give me nonsense! That night, Yun Wenjun had friends from Osaka come over to play, and we had dinner together at his house. Then I lived in Yunwenjun's house with Xiaolan and a girl named Heye! As for the bed collapsing, I accidentally smashed it with my fist! That's how it is, do you understand? "

"Ah? So it's just like this..."

After listening to Tsukamoto Sumi's explanation, Matsushima Koran and Kawasaki Sayuri both looked disappointed. Kawasaki Sayuri even put away her notebook: "I thought I could hear interesting stories. What a pity..."

"???"

What an interesting story!

Is the 404 incident between Yun Wenjun and I an interesting story?

Also, when did you take out the notebook and paper? You still want to take notes when co-authoring, right? Hundan~! ~

Tsukamoto Sumi felt that not only was her best friend cheated, but her brain was also cheated, she snorted and complained: "Haha... That really disappoints you!"

After Tsukamoto finished his beautiful words, Matsushima Koran couldn't help but ask: "...Speaking of which, Sumei-chan, why didn't you secretly go to find Mr. Shu that day? If you did, he would definitely not Resistant..."

"Yes, yes!" Kawasaki Sayuri nodded and agreed, "Besides, with your strength, Shu-kun can't resist even if you want to!"

"That's right!" Songdao Xianglan's eyes shone, "Sumi, you can even smash the bed with one punch. It's so easy to hold down Mr. Shu! ~ Also, after you succeed, you must remember to let Shu My classmates will buy a bed with better quality first..."

"That's right! That's right!" Kawasaki Sayuri immediately agreed, and then said suspiciously, "But speaking of which, Sumi-chan, you can even smash the bed with one punch. Can Shu-san's waist bear it? It won't break. Drop it?"

"It will definitely break! Maybe it will break all at once!"

"..."

Listening to Matsushima Koran and Kawasaki Sayuri starting to race wildly, Tsukamoto Sumi finally couldn't help it anymore, stretched out her hand and patted the table and said:

"Shut up, you two!"

As Tsukamoto Sumi said, there was a "click" sound, and the hard marble tabletop cracked a line. Matsushima Koran and Kawasaki Sayuri both said "uh", their eyes turned into beady eyes and said: "I ,we know……"

After the two people finished speaking, Tsukamoto Sumi also discovered the cracks on the table and quickly put away his hands. Then the cracked table fell to the ground with a "duang" sound...

"Uh..." Tsukamoto Sumi laughed dryly, "...Actually, I didn't use much effort..."

"……Ha ha ha ha ha……"

…

At six o'clock in the evening, inside the Maori Detective Agency.

Uncle Maori was sitting at his desk, holding a can of beer in his hand, watching the TV in front of him. Xiaolan stood in front of the glass window, looking down and said: "It's strange, it's already six o'clock, what's wrong with Conan?" Haven’t come back yet?”

"What's the point? I must be playing with those little devils again!" Uncle Maoli was already a little tipsy. He shook the beer in his hand, took a big sip and said, "Okay, Xiaolan, it's getting late. , hurry up and make dinner!"

"Okay, okay! I know!" Xiaolan put her hands on her hips and responded angrily. At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside the office.

Hearing the knock on the door, Uncle Maoli yawned, and then said: "Xiaolan, go out and see who it is. If someone comes to entrust a case, ask him to come early tomorrow! It's already late at night, my detective Mouri Kogoro is going to rest..."

"Huh? Resting again? Dad, you are really..."

Xiaolan looked helpless,

However, after looking at Uncle Maori, who was already a little drunk, he walked to the door of the office. When he opened the door, he saw a woman in her mid-twenties, with an attractive figure, beautiful and somewhat coquettish. She couldn't help but smile. He said hello: "Hello, what can I do for you?"

"Ah...Hello, my name is Soka Fujieda. Is Mr. Mouri here?" The beauty outside the door explained her intention, "...I have something that I would like to ask Mr. Mouri for help..."

"Well... I'm really sorry. My father is a little tired today, so..."

Before Xiaolan finished her words of rejection, she heard Uncle Maori's voice next to her ear: "Hello, beautiful lady, I am Kogoro Maori. What trouble have you encountered? My name is Detective Kogoro Maori. At your service 24 hours a day!”

Xiaolan was slightly stunned when she heard this, then turned around and saw that Uncle Maoli had already put on a suit, combed his hair, and had a rose in his mouth. He was staring at the door standing with bright eyes. Fujieda Soka outside...

"Uh...Dad!!"

Damn it! Didn't you say that you would not accept the commission because you were tired? What the hell is going on now?

Sure enough, have you still not changed your old habit of becoming a nymphomaniac when you see beautiful women?

Xiaolan held her forehead speechlessly, while Uncle Maori continued: "Okay, Xiaolan, why are you blocking the door? Quickly get out of the way and let Ms. Fujieda come in. Also, go prepare some drinks!"

"Uh...this is really..."

Seeing Uncle Maori leading Soka Fujieda to sit down in front of the coffee table, Xiaolan sighed helplessly, and then ran to prepare tea.

Soon, Xiaolan walked out with two cups of coffee, only to find that Uncle Maori had returned to his dejected look, which was a little strange. Then she heard Soka Fujieda say: "So, Mr. Maori, about Can you help me with my husband being threatened?"

When Xiaolan heard this, she immediately understood why her father was dejected again. She chuckled lightly and said with a smile: "Of course there is no problem! My father is a famous detective and will definitely help you find out..."

"Ah? Who said I want to..." Uncle Maoli opened his mouth to refuse, but Xiaolan immediately leaned into Uncle Maoli's ear and reminded in a low voice: "Dad! The living expenses at home are no longer enough! Please think about it again. Bills owed on credit from nearby izakayas and snack bars..."

"Uh...Okay! Leave this matter to me!" Uncle Maori sighed helplessly——

There is no way, even a famous detective has to do it right!

If it weren't for the pressure of life, who would be willing to take on such a meaningless little case?