I'm making soy sauce in the world of famous detectives

Chapter 542 Uncle Times Have Changed
Inside a Maori detective agency

It was rare for the office to have an entrustment today, so the three of them ate late, and it was already nine o'clock in the evening when they finished their meal.

Uncle Mao Li sat at the desk, crossed his legs and read today's evening paper. From time to time, he took a sip from the can next to him, which was very pleasant.

When he saw one of the portraits in the evening paper, he couldn't help laughing out loud: "It's really my famous detective Mori Kogoro."

"It can be said that there are almost no clues in today's murder case, but no matter how careful the criminal is, he can't escape the eyes of my detective Mori Kogoro."

Uncle Mao Li's beard was about to stand up in excitement, recalling the desperation in the prisoner's eyes after being pierced by him today, he was so proud.

"I also want to keep a low profile, but..."

Uncle Mao Li sighed, suddenly became serious, and said helplessly, "But your strength doesn't allow it."

In the next second, Uncle Mao Li broke his power in an instant, and started laughing while sitting in his seat.

"It's really narcissistic. If I hadn't helped you, the prisoner would have run away long ago."

Conan, who was sitting on the sofa beside him, felt his goosebumps all over the floor, curled his lips, expressing his helplessness for Uncle Maori's narcissistic behavior.

To be reasonable, today's case was obviously reminded by him, Conan, even so, it was thanks to him anesthetizing Uncle Mori that the case was solved.

But Conan doesn't care who is responsible for the case, he just enjoys the process of solving the case.

Of course, being famous is nice too.

"A fugitive escaped from prison?"

The narcissistic uncle Mao Li saw a piece of news that took up a lot of space in the newspaper, and he became a little serious, "Are the prison's protective measures so weak now? A 43-year-old uncle can escape."

These words caught Conan's attention. He reached for the remote control and switched the TV to the news station to watch it.

"Currently the fugitive has been surrounded by the police..."

Conan wilted in an instant. He thought he could get rid of the boring TV and continue to brainstorm, but now the fugitive has been caught.

The news said that the fugitive was surrounded by the police, but in Conan's eyes, it was no different from being caught.

"Has that brat Guangyou come back yet?"

Uncle Mao Li looked up at the watch in the office, and said, "It's so late now, wouldn't this brat want to spend the night outside again?"

"Yes."

After washing the dishes, Xiaolan walked out of the kitchen, took a sip from the water glass on the table, and said, "He told me this morning that he might spend the night at Dr. Ali's house tonight."

"This kid is also real."

Uncle Mao Li shook his head and sighed, "The brat now is really precocious, even precocious than me...you are precocious than Xiaolan. You and that nasty detective kid couldn't do the same thing before."

He didn't even need to think about what that kid Guangyou was doing today. He just went to hang out with that little girl from Dr. Ali's house.

"father!"

Xiao Lan blushed when she was mentioned, looked around and snatched the can, snorted at Uncle Mao Li, and said, "I've had enough drinking today."

"Xiao Lan, you..."

Seeing Xiaolan walk into the kitchen, Uncle Mao Li also knew that the wine might not be coming back, so he snorted the same way, turned around, and said to himself, "Why don't you just drink a little wine, it's really long-winded."

"And I was right."

Uncle Mao Li flipped through the newspaper and continued to complain, "When I was young, I was so close to that little detective, but now I'm fine, my soul has been taken away by that little detective."

These words are not just complaining, just like a jealous complaining man.

The daughter is already this big, and she will be an adult in a few years.

Originally, Uncle Mao Li thought that he could experience the feeling of being raped by pigs a few years later, but his daughter was seduced by others when she was a child.

Conan on the side blushed slightly, put his hands together, and looked like a little girl who met her lover.

He recalled the moment when he fell in love with Xiaolan for the first time. There was an incomparably bright smile on that immature face, just like a warm spring breeze blowing through his heart.

Even though he was just a kid in kindergarten at that time, he felt that Xiaolan was different from any other girl in his heart at that time.

That being said, he was actually a bit precocious.

He can admit that he is precocious, but he can't agree with the "hateful detective kid" that Uncle Maori said.

"Glasses brat, why are you blushing?"

Uncle Maori glanced at Conan from the corner of his eye, and then asked suspiciously, "I didn't mention you either, I just said the nasty detective..."

At this point, he paused for a while, and continued: "No..."

"No no no..."

Conan thought that Uncle Maori suspected that he was Shinichi, blushing and waved his hands wildly, saying, "I'm not Shinichi..."

Before he finished speaking, Uncle Mao Li continued to say what he had just said: "You don't have a little girl you like, do you?"

"Now the children are all too precocious."

Uncle Maori looked at Conan's flushed face, shook his head and sighed, "Times have changed."

"Eh?"

Conan was stunned. He thought that his identity would be exposed today, but it turned out to be totally wrong.

Uncle Maori, who suddenly remembered something, looked at Conan and asked, "What did you say just now?"

Conan looked around pretending to be calm, then pointed at the TV with a finger, and said, "I mean today's news about the fugitive..."

"Yeah, it's outrageous."

Uncle Mao Li was speechless when he thought of the news.

There are prisoners in the prison. Although some prisoners are repentant, there are still some who have not reformed after repeated admonition.

If these people escape from prison, ordinary citizens will suffer.

Conan didn't think about it. After he said that sentence just now, he focused all his attention on the news.

"The Ferris wheel exploded..."

He vaguely remembered that Guangyou was going on a date in Dorobiga Paradise today.

He said he was going to take Xiao Ai to participate in the fireworks display.

But now something happened in the paradise, normally speaking, Guangyou should have left the paradise by now.

Not to mention going back to the office, but at least give them a call or something.

But until now there is no news at all, and Conan feels that something may have happened to Guangyou.

Xiaolan who just came out of the kitchen also heard the news, immediately frowned, and said softly: "I remember that Guangyou went to play in this paradise."

"what?"

Upon hearing this, Uncle Mao Li immediately closed the newspaper and stood up from his chair, "Is that kid Guangyou going to play in this paradise today?"

"seems like it."

Xiaolan pointed at her chin, thought about it for a while, and said, "It's said to be participating in a fireworks display."

"Sister Xiaolan, uncle, come and have a look."

Conan leaned closer to the TV, narrowed his eyes, and carefully identified the figure on the TV, "Does this look like Guangyou?"

Xiaolan and Uncle Mao Li hurried to the TV to watch the news.

Although the news resolution is not so clear, it can even be said to be mosaic quality.

But Xiaolan still recognized the owner of this figure.

"This is indeed Guangyou."

...

Ah! The reissue of the Baidi Riding Belt, 380, I’m so tired, I really want it...

But what kind of money, this is the most uncomfortable.

(Because the second day of sdb formula book self-closing)
(End of this chapter)