Conan: Money is Almighty

“yes, I should really invite that person here next time.” Yumi Nagakura said with a smile.

Kozaburo Tsuchikata on the side also echoed: “Those newspapers are just to bring everyone joy.” Come on, come on, please come in. ”

Miyamoto Han looked at the two and snorted in his heart, but he remembered that these two people were acting.

Kozaburo Tsuchikata welcomed a few people into the room, opened the door of the living room, and said, “The four of you go to the living room first and rest.” ”

“Okay, thank you.” Maori Kogoro led the three into the living room.

And Kozaburo Tsuchikata and Yumi Nagakura stayed at the door.

A few people sat down in the living room and chatted about daily life.

“Mr. Tsuchikata is really slow.” Māori Kogoro complained, “We’ve all been waiting thirty minutes. ”

Miyamoto Han knew that Kozaburo Tsuchikata had killed Yumi Nagakura next door.

“It’s going to be old, and I don’t know what he’s doing.” Maori Kogoro was getting impatient.

He took out the cigarette and lighter in his pocket and prepared to light a cigarette, but no matter how he pressed the lighter in his hand, no fire came out.

This made Maori even more unhappy, and the addiction to cigarettes suddenly came up but it was very uncomfortable, and he got up from the sofa, “Damn, there is no fire.” ”

“Really, Dad, can you not smoke!” Xiaolan complained on the side.

Maori Kogoro ignored Xiaolan’s complaints and asked Miyamoto Han: “Han, do you have a lighter on you, borrow me.” ”

Shaking his head, Miyamoto Han spoke: “Uncle Maori, what do I do with a lighter on my body when I don’t smoke?” ”

“Really, Han, how can a man not smoke?” Maori Kogoro said speechlessly.

Miyamoto Han couldn’t refute what he said, so he could only sit there speechless.

Xiao Lan said on the side: “Han, don’t listen to your father, I don’t like you smoking, that thing is not good for your body.” ”

Touched Xiaolan’s hand and signaled to reassure Xiaolan that he would not smoke.

At this time, Maori Kogoro picked up what looked like a pistol on a coffee table on one side.

Xiaolan was taken aback, got up from the sofa, and asked in a panic: “What is this, pistol.?” ”

“Stupid, this is a lighter just like this, pull the trigger, and…” said Maori Kogoro as he frantically pulled the trigger.

But no matter how he pulled it, no fire came out, Miyamoto Han knew what was going to happen next, and hurriedly spoke: “Uncle Maori, the safety bolt behind you is not pulled up.” ”

“This way!” Maori Kogoro touched his head embarrassedly.

Then he pulled up the safety bolt, but there was still no fire inside, and Maori Kogoro reluctantly pulled it a few times and put it down.

Miyamoto Han suddenly realized that there was something wrong, Mao broke that seemed to be the key evidence to solve this case, and now he let this evidence disappear, wouldn’t it be a big problem.

Thinking of this, Miyamoto Han felt that he couldn’t, and asked Xiaolan on the side: “Lan, do you have a pen on you?” ”

“Nope.” Xiaolan shook her head, she didn’t have a pen on her.

“I have!” Conan on the side loudly took out a very small pocket pen from himself.

Miyamoto Han took the pen and picked it up on the business card that Kozaburo Tsuchikata had given him.

“Brother Han, what are you writing about?” Conan asked curiously from the side.

But Miyamoto Han didn’t want Conan to know, and seeing Conan come over, he held the business card high and returned the pen to Conan.

“Han, what did you write?” Xiao Lan asked on the side.

Miyamoto Han had already thought of the rhetoric, and spoke: “I thought of a good idea for a mystery novel, so I wrote it down.” ”

“Cut!” Conan instantly lost interest when he heard Miyamoto’s words.

Miyamoto Han put the business card towards the edge of the sofa he had made.

If you don’t pick up the pillow on the sofa, you won’t see the business card underneath.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps outside the room, and Kozaburo Tsuchikata walked in afterward, “I’m really sorry to keep you guys waiting.” ”

He also held a set of tea sets in his hand, “This kind of thing has always been handed over to my wife before, and it takes too much time.” ”

“What’s wrong, Miss Yongmei, is she out?” Xiaolan asked strangely

“She said she was going to a friend’s house.” Kozaburo Tsuchikata explained.

“By the way, Mr. Māori, you want me to buy this primer guide.” Kozaburo Tsuchikata said to Maori Kogoro, and then picked up the model gun that was placed there.

“This is?” Maori Kogoro asked.

“Model gun, this gun is not cheap Oh, this is because, ah, the detective I want to play this time, one moment to cross-dress, the next to shoot, is a very lively character, so ah, I have to ask the master to help!”

Kozaburo Tsuchikata explained with a smile, playing with the model gun in his hand.

The three people behind Maori couldn’t help but laugh.

“.~ What’s wrong?” Kozaburo Tsuchikata was a little strange.

Xiaoran was about to tell the truth of the matter, but Maori Kogoro spoke first, “Don’t use that kind of thing, you see.” ”

Said, took the model gun from the other party’s hand, after all, he was a police officer for several years, Maori Kogoro took the model gun and played with it, looking like a ruthless look.

In order to lead several people to the balcony, Tsuchiya Kozaburo spoke: “The director said that the first shot of this play is shooting at the murderer by the river!” ”

“By the river?” Maori Kogoro is a little strange.

Tsuchiya Kozaburo walked over to the balcony behind him, and the rest of the people had to follow.

“You see, it’s there.” Tsuchiya Kozaburo said, pointing to the shore opposite the apartment building.

Everyone looked over, and Maori Kogoro sighed: “The view here is so good, it must be very good to see the night view here in the evening (Mo Wang’s).” ”

“I’ve been watching it here for three years.” Kozaburo Tsuchiya said with a smile.

“It’s nice to have a river in front of you!” Xiaolan sighed

At this moment, a ringing bell came, “Phone? ”

Everyone looked over to the next door where the phone rang.

“The voice is coming from you.” Xiao Lan spoke.

“That’s Mr. Okita’s room.” Kozaburo Tsuchikata explained, “That’s why those journalists keep writing like this! ”

Just as several people were talking, in the next room, a body slowly fell down.

Everyone took a closer look, it was Kozaburo Tsuchikata’s wife, Yumi Nagakura!

Seeing the strangulation marks on the other party’s neck, everyone’s faces changed greatly, and Xiaolan screamed.

“What’s wrong with you? Yumi what’s wrong with you? Tsuchikata shouted loudly and was about to jump towards the balcony next door, but was hugged by Maori Kogoro behind him. _

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