Conan: Money is Almighty

“Really don’t eat?” Miyamoto asked with a grin.

Looking at Miyamoto’s humble appearance, Conan felt that the most unlucky thing in his life was to know Miyamoto Han, a cheap thing.

Sitting on the sofa in a huff, Conan felt that if he continued like this, he was likely to die here today by Miyamoto’s cold breath.

So, huffing, he said loudly to Miyamoto Han: “I, Edogawa Conan, just starved to death, and I will never eat a bite of your food!” ”

A few minutes later, Conan, who was hungry, still couldn’t stand his stomach’s protest, and secretly picked up the breakfast before.

“What a fragrance!” Conan couldn’t help but praise, and then shook his head and sighed, “It’s a pity that it’s a little too little.” ”

While eating fragrantly, he also carefully paid attention to Miyamoto Han, who was re-preparing breakfast for Xiaolan in the kitchen, but he did not know that all his actions had long been seen by Miyamoto Han.

After Conan finished that breakfast, he quickly hid back in his room, and after a while, he remembered the doorbell outside.

Miyamoto Han went directly to open the door, and outside the house there was a man in a black suit standing there, it was the senior bodyguard who had just ordered him to buy raw materials.

With millet and sea cucumber, Miyamoto Han plans to make sea cucumber millet porridge for Xiaolan to taste, after all, those other things are actually not easy to buy in Japan.

On the contrary, some seafood is better to buy.

Miyamoto Han boiled the porridge step by step according to the porridge he had just bought in the system.

Soon, the aroma of porridge filled the entire detective office.

Xiaolan in the bedroom smelled the fragrance, slowly got up from the bed, and came to the living room.

“Han, what are you burning? Why is it so fragrant? Xiaolan asked with a curious face.

“Sea cucumber millet porridge,” Miyamoto Han replied with a smile, but looking at Xiaolan with a confused look, Miyamoto Han then explained: “A delicious nutrient.” ”

The confusion on Xiaolan’s face became even greater, and Miyamoto Han shook his head with a smile and said, “You’ll know when you eat later.” ”

Xiaolan nodded and washed up.

Conan, who was in his bedroom, smelled the aroma of food wafting in from outside, and suddenly felt hungry again.

Stopping his legs that were slowly walking outside, Conan wanted to cry without tears, how did he encounter such a pit as Miyamoto Han.

Looking at the colorful and fragrant sea cucumber millet porridge on the table, Xiaolan’s saliva couldn’t help but flow out.

Looking at Miyamoto Han and seeing that the other party nodded, Xiao Lan suddenly picked up the spoon on the table and began to eat big.

“Ugh.” Xiaolan stuffed the piping hot porridge directly into her small mouth, which was naturally a tragedy.

Seeing Xiaolan’s cute look, Miyamoto laughed shamelessly.

“Hmph!” Xiaolan stomped on the gloating Miyamoto Han fiercely and glared at him.

Miyamoto Han, who knew that he was wrong, had to pick up a spoonful of the porridge in front of Xiaolan and blow it on his own mouth before putting it on Xiaolan’s mouth.

Only then did Xiaolan laugh and slowly ate the large bowl of millet porridge in front of her.

Conan, who peeped at the bedroom door, was stuffed with a bag full of dog food, so angry that he wanted to immediately step forward and kick over the dog man and woman.

Finally, after filling her stomach, Xiaolan remembered that there seemed to be a Conan in the office.

“What about Conan?” Xiaolan looked around and asked.

Miyamoto, who didn’t know that Conan was peeping, said shamelessly: “I don’t know, maybe you’re still sleeping!” ”

After speaking, Miyamoto Han felt that he was being targeted by a vicious dog and looked around.

Finally saw the deep, resentful look in the crack of Conan’s bedroom door.

“I’ll call him.” Knowing that if he didn’t remedy it, Conan would be angry with himself, Miyamoto Han immediately ran to Conan’s bedroom.

Before reaching the door, Conan in the house directly pushed the door open and walked out.

Looking at Conan’s resentful expression, Miyamoto Han smiled helplessly.

“Conan, you’re awake.” Xiaolan asked with a smile behind her.

“Hmm,” Conan immediately put on a smiling face.

Xiaolan went to the pot and put a bowl of porridge in front of Conan, and said with a smile: “Conan, this is the porridge that Brother Han cooked with his heart, you can taste it.” ”

Conan took a sip and shouted, and suddenly the clothes on his body cracked everywhere, and he directly exploded.

Of course, this was just Miyamoto’s cold and funny thoughts, Conan just took a sip, nodded, and there was no other reaction.

Looking at Conan’s boring reaction, Miyamoto Han asked Xiaolan: “Uncle Maori last night, hasn’t a single call back so far?” ”

“Hmm.” Hearing Miyamoto Han ask about his father, Xiaolan’s face showed worry.

Looking at the worry on Xiaolan’s face, Miyamoto Han opened his mouth and suggested: “Or I will make some more porridge, and then we will go and see him.” ”

“Okay, Dad will definitely exclaim how the porridge you made is so delicious!” Xiaolan obviously agreed with Miyamoto Han’s proposal.

Conan now has no idea about anything other than the porridge in front of him.

He had never eaten anything so delicious, and the pastries made by Miyamoto Han were a little different last time.

Soon, with the help of Xiaolan, Miyamoto Han made another pot of sea cucumber millet porridge.

Then, after Xiaolan dressed up, the three of them set off for the Towa Nightclub.

“Xiaolan, brother Miyamoto, Conan, why are you three here?” Twilight looked at the three people who appeared in front of him and asked curiously.

“Han, I made some nutritious porridge, we will bring it to you to taste, and it will also help you recover from the injuries on your body in the Twilight Police Department.” Xiaolan said with a smile.

“Really, that’s great, I haven’t eaten in a long time.” Twilight said with a smile.

“Lan, why are you here? Officer Twilight, what’s wrong with you? Maori also came from the side.

Twilight was frantically pouring porridge into his mouth naturally had no time to take care of Maoli, Maori looked at it strangely, took the bowl of porridge handed over by Xiaolan, and ate it too.

A fragrance exploded in his mouth, and his taste buds hadn’t felt this way for a long time.

Maori Kogoro also frantically began to pour porridge into his mouth.

Soon, the pot of porridge made by Miyamoto Han was drunk by these two people.

This made Shiratori, who rushed back later, look at the two with resentment.

“Uncle Māori, is there something going on?” Miyamoto Han asked.

Maori shook his head, they had been here for one night, but nothing happened, at most two drunkards were drunk and crazy, and they were kicked out by themselves.

Seeing that Conan on the side did not react, Miyamoto Han felt very strange, at this time, shouldn’t it be the time for Conan to perform?

Did he have the wings that fanned the butterfly?

Shaking his head helplessly, Miyamoto Han asked, “Uncle Maori, I have a question.” ”

“What?” Maori looked over.

“Why did Murakami deliberately leave clues to let people know that the prisoner was his nickname?” Miyamoto Han asked.

Maori fell into deep thought, yes, why did the other party do this?

“Could he be challenging Mr Maori and the police?” Shiratori raises a possibility.

“Very likely!” Twilight nodded approvingly.

“But how did Murakami investigate his uncle’s friend while serving his sentence?” Miyamoto raised another question.

(I posted the wrong chapter before, this is the second change today)