Conan: Another Famous Detective

Akira Hanamiya's expression returned to normal, and he continued walking towards the Mori Detective Agency.

Originally, he just planned to go to the 5-chome intersection with Mr. Murakami, point to the location of the Mori Detective Agency, and then leave. However, now that he knew Mr. Murakami's identity, it was better for him to go and have a look together to be on the safe side.

Soon, the three came to the Maori Detective Agency.

The "Closed" sign on the door is very eye-catching.

"Oh? Did Uncle Maoli go out of business too?" Meng Yu asked doubtfully.

"Either he drank too much last night and is still hungover, or he went out to play mahjong or go to a place like Pachinko." Yu Gongming said and knocked on the door of the office.

For a long time, no one responded.

"Uncle Maoli! Uncle Maoli!" Mengyu shouted several times.

For a moment, the door still didn't open.

Akira Hanomiya looked back at Murakami's father-in-law: "It looks like there is no one in the office now."

"Maybe I'm not very lucky today." Murakami said with regret.

"How about this? Let's go to the nearby mahjong parlor or Pachinko. Maybe Uncle Maori will be in these places." Akira Yunomiya suggested.

Meng Yu frowned slightly, but didn't say anything in the end.

"I have nothing to do anyway, so it would be best if I could find Mr. Mori." Murakami said with a smile.

So, the three of them left the office and walked towards the nearby mahjong parlor.

The three of them chatted all the way.

During this period, Yu Gongming kept holding Meng Yu's hand, just like what many lovers usually do.

However, while Yu Gongming was holding Meng Yu's hand, his fingertips were playing rhythmically in Meng Yu's palm.

Mengyu was a little confused at first, but soon realized it.

It's Morse code!

As the sister of the famous detective Kudo Shinichi, Mengyu is somewhat familiar with various codes. At least she has memorized the entire Morse code table.

Feeling the distance between the fingertips and the palm and the duration of contact, Mengyu quickly understood what Yu Gongming meant.

【Someone is following】

Meng Yu turned her head slightly to look at Yu Gongming, shook the hand she was holding back slightly, and pointed her thumb backward.

Yu Gongming nodded invisibly.

Meng Yu breathed out softly, and suddenly glared at Yu Gongming angrily.

She understood that the two of them were probably involved in some incident, and they couldn't go shopping now.

Yu Gongming smiled helplessly at Meng Yu, gently shook Meng Yu's hand, his eyes full of apology.

Meng Yu sighed softly, then her expression returned to normal and she continued walking as if nothing had happened.

Neither Murakami's father, who was walking in front of them, nor the secret stalker were aware of this series of exchanges between the two.

Not long after, the three of them arrived in front of a mahjong parlor.

The crackling mahjong sounds inside and the shouts one after another made Yu Gongming frown slightly.

"I really miss it. I often came to these places ten years ago!" Murakami said with emotion.

"Oh? Is Mr. Murakami good at this?" Hanemiya asked with a smile.

"It doesn't count..." Murakami scratched his head and said with a smile: "I was the person in charge of dealing cards in the casino, and I would occasionally play one or two games."

"So now Mr. Murakami has returned to his old place, what do you think?" Akira Hanamiya asked.

"I don't feel much anymore. After all, ten years have passed, but I can't help but feel a little emotional after all." Murakami replied.

"It looks like we are lucky!" Mengyu pointed in a direction.

"Hey! I am the first to fight (hu) this time, hahahaha!"

As soon as Hanemiya Akira turned his head, he saw Mouri Kogoro who was laughing wildly with his tongue sticking out.

When the three of them saw this, they walked straight to the mahjong table.

"Uncle Mouri, it looks like you have good luck with cards today!" Akira Hanamiya said as he patted Kogoro Mouri on the shoulder.

Mouri Kogoro turned his head when he heard the sound, and immediately showed a look of surprise: "Hanomiya boy, Dream Whisper? Why are you here?"

Then, he showed an impatient look and said: "This is not the place for you brats. Leave quickly and don't disturb me playing mahjong!"

"Uncle Maori, someone is looking for you." Akira Yumiya pointed at Murakami's father-in-law.

"Looking for me?" Mouri Kogoro casually glanced at Murakami's father-in-law, waved his hand and said, "Sorry, the office is closed today and we will not accept commissions for the time being."

As he spoke, Mouri Kogoro turned his head and prepared to continue a new round.

The corners of Hanamiya Akira's mouth twitched, and he could only pat Mouri Kogoro's shoulder again and said: "Uncle, take a closer look at who he is?"

"Aren't you bothered, little brat!" Mouri Kogoro turned around angrily and stared at Murakami's father.

Immediately, his expression suddenly froze.

He suddenly stood up, pointed at Murakami's father-in-law and said: "You...you are..."

"Police Maori, long time no see." Murakami said with a smile.

"Sure enough, it's you!" Mouri Kogoro's face instantly darkened.

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In a certain home wine shop.

"Hey, it turns out you came here to thank me. If you had told me earlier, I was shocked!" Mouri Kogoro said, taking a sip of beer, his expression was indescribably satisfying.

"The Maori detective is joking. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have a chance to be a new person." Murakami said with a smile.

"Don't call me a detective. I resigned from the Metropolitan Police ten years ago, and now I'm just a little-known detective!" Mouri Kogoro waved his hand.

"Detective Mori is so humble. The name of [Sleeping Kogoro] is already well known to me even in prison." Murakami complimented.

"Hey, I didn't expect my reputation to have spread to the prison, hahahaha!" Mouri Kogoro said with a proud look on his face.

"Hey, Uncle Maori, it's not something to be happy about being remembered by people in prison." Yu Gongming said speechlessly:

"Calculate for yourself how many prisoners you have sent in recently. Not every prisoner has reformed like Mr. Murakami."

"Well, that's true!" Mouri Kogoro suddenly realized, and then said with a serious face:

"However, even if I am remembered by that group of people, I do not regret sending them to prison. If I do something wrong, I must be prepared to pay the price. If they hate me, then feel free to take revenge. I, Kogoro Mouri, continue Just 1"

"As expected of Mr. Mori, his awareness and courage are really admirable!" Murakami praised.

Yu Gongming also nodded secretly.

No matter whether Uncle Maori is really stupid or pretending to be stupid, his sense of justice is real.

The group of people stayed in the izakaya for almost an hour. Finally, under the dissuasion of Akira Hanomiya and Mengyu (physics), Kogoro Mouri finally stopped drinking.

Not long after, several people left the izakaya. After Murakami bowed and thanked Kogoro Mori again, he said goodbye and left.

"Kid Hanomiya, Mengyu, then I will go back to play mahjong. You can do whatever you are supposed to do!" After Maori Kogoro said hello, he walked towards the mahjong parlor.

"Then I wish you good fortune in poker!" Yu Gongming said with a smile.

Mouri Kogoro waved his hand behind him, and his figure gradually moved away.

After Mouri Kogoro completely disappeared from their sight, Hanemiya Akira and Meng Yu chased in the direction Murakami left.