Conan’s Corpse Picker

"That's it." Jiang Xia didn't stop him. Instead, before Conan could react, he led him in very naturally. "You're all here, I'll take a look too."

This mahjong parlor is not formal. In comparison, it is more like a random stall among the neighbors.

Its management is therefore less strict. The room was lively and chaotic. After two rounds of mahjong, Mouri Kogoro suddenly noticed that there were two more people behind him.

"What are you two doing here?" Mouri Kogoro muttered as he looked at his random hand of cards, "Really, it's messed up my luck with cards - look, there's nothing missing. How can I fight if one is missing?"

Jiang Xia held up her chin and looked at his cards: "Play five, and when someone plays one, you'll be fooled."

The opponent's mahjong playing movements froze, and he pinched the tube he had just touched in the last round: "How did you know I was going to do this!"

His first reaction was that someone had peeked at the cards, but after thinking about it rationally, if he remembered correctly, Jiang Xia and Conan were already sitting behind Moori Kogoro before the mahjong game started, and there was no chance to peek at them.

Jiang Xia corrected: "It's not that I knew you were going to come out, it's just that the probability of one appearing next is very high."

"Remove the five tubes and add one..." Mouri Kogoro stared at his cards, thought about it carefully, and suddenly said in surprise, "Isn't this the same card plus eight! Haha, he actually played such a trick, so that Let me calculate how much I can win with this one!”

"Wait a minute, haven't you hit me yet!" The opponent suddenly became alert, with a look of fear on his face, "It doesn't count, this one doesn't count!"

"..." Mouri Kogoro remembered that he really didn't want to shoot five rounds just now, and couldn't help but feel a little guilty, "Okay, I'll let you go this time, and fire the next one!"

Unexpectedly, the opponent stretched out, pushed down the cards in front of him and stood up: "Oh, I'm so unlucky today. I fired the cannon continuously - I won't play anymore. I just have something to do, so I have to leave first."

Besides being unlucky, of course he had other things on his mind.

"Although the big loss just now was nipped in the bud, if we do it again..." The opponent turned around and left the store without any regrets, muttering to himself, "Think about it carefully, with the brain of a famous detective, I can record cards Counting cards is not easy. If you stay here tonight, you may lose a lot—you must run away decisively!”

He left very neatly, but the remaining three people were dumbfounded: "3 are short of 1, what should I do?"

Jiang Xia reservedly extended a helping hand: "It's not as good as me..."

Mouri Kogoro remembered his performance just now and quickly interrupted: "The mahjong parlor does not allow minors to enter. Letting you in to watch has already opened up a wide range of rules - you are not allowed to play, so sit here with me!"

After saying that, he came over and whispered furtively: "If you win, I'll invite you to the izakaya to drink... uh, drink juice!"

Jiang Xia: "..."

The other two didn't want to lose, so they also had no intention of letting him come to the table.

After thinking about it, the dealer in the last hand scratched his head and asked the two poker friends for their opinions: "Why don't we ask Fuyuki to come over."

Mouri Kogoro didn't recognize this person: "Fuyuki?"

The poker player nodded and pointed out the window. Opposite is a magnificent single-family building, with a few large characters on the second-floor window - "Fuyuki Financial".

"It's the one who owns a financial company across the street." The card player laughed. "He especially loves playing mahjong. He said he really likes this kind of battle of wits and courage."

…

Opposite, a brightly lit financial office.

Ryuuzaburo Fuyuki sat alone in his office, happily counting his lost and recovered banknotes.

"Huh, after all, he is just a poor man who has no idea about my net worth. He even said that he wanted to squeeze out the last bit of wealth from me. In the end, he just threw away 20 million."

Thinking of this, he sneered: "But if he really succeeds, then the guy will definitely come and continue to ask for it in the future, which is really uncomfortable to think about... I have to thank the detective for this."

"Haha, speaking of it, the self-proclaimed detective ended up having to help a villain like me - I really want to see if that little detective will be so regretful that he can't sleep tonight."

While counting the money and cursing, suddenly, the landline phone next to him rang.

Fuyuki Ryuuzaburo picked up the answer: "Hello?"

"Brother Fuyuki? You're still in the office, right?" The person on the other side of the phone said enthusiastically, "Listen to what this sound is?"

As he said that, there was a crisp collision sound from the receiver: "3 is missing 1, are you coming?"

Fuyuki Ryuzaburo was delighted: "Of course! But you have to wait for me to put the money into the vault first... huh?"

After a moment of pause, his voice suddenly became urgent: "You guys have a round first, I'll be there in a minute!"

With that said, he hung up the phone.

…

In the mahjong parlor.

The poker player put down his phone helplessly: "He is really a busy man."

Mouri Kogoro: "He won't come?"

The poker player shook his head: "Come, but you have to wait a little longer."

Conan looked at the cards on the table and was also ready to make a move: "If you don't want to play with brother Jiang Xia, then I, a kid, can do it - I won't bet the chips, just play casually, is that okay?"

"No."

Before the poker player could speak, a female voice came from the side.

Mouri Kogoro and Conan were excited at the same time. They turned their heads and saw a female high school student behind them.

Mao Lilan stood at the table with a smile, and clicked her slender fingers: "I asked you how to buy food without seeing anyone. It turns out that you ran to a place like this - come back quickly!"

While picking up Conan, she turned to Jiang Xia curiously: "Why are you here at the mahjong parlor? Do you have a commission?"

Conan: "...?" They are all detectives, but they are treated differently! Doesn’t a primary school student detective count as a detective? I am the one who really comes to do business!

At this time, the poker players nearby looked at Mao Lilan and their eyes lit up.

"Xiaolan." The card player cleared his throat and assumed the posture of a kind uncle:

"We happen to be short of someone here. How about this, how about you help fill up the numbers first, and your father will be responsible for winning or losing? - It doesn't take long, just half an hour, until the person we made an appointment with comes over. ”

——If you can’t beat a famous detective, how can you beat a cute high school girl?

Mao Lilan looked at these familiar neighbors and found it difficult to refuse. She hesitated and said: "Really only takes half an hour?"

The poker players nodded happily: "Yeah!"

"Okay then." Mao Lilan sighed and sat at the table, "Only for a short while."

Jiang Xia: "..."

Conan: "..."

…

After a handful of them.

Mao Lilan's voice sounded one after another.

"Which one should I play? None of them are easy to open... What? I call this self-touching?"

…

"Well...Jiang Xia, please help me see. Is this nonsense?"

…

"Ah, the card you played happened to be what I lacked, so I was fooled!"

…

"I originally wanted to try a new Hu method based on the strategy I just searched for, but I didn't expect that it was done in one go, haha ​​- is this called Da San Yuan? It also has the word "One Color".

After N.

The two poker players looked haggard: "..."