Kexue Magician

Chapter 11
Feng Chu looked at the three of Mao Lilan.

The three of Mao Lilan also looked at Feng Chu.

Everyone stopped in unison.

Three-dimensional and Two-dimensional are really different. The live-action version of Xiaolan is slim and graceful, with a curvaceous figure, a more attractive appearance, and more three-dimensional facial features, especially those big water-blue eyes, like a clear pool.

No wonder the self in the parallel world would bully Xiaolan.

After all, she looks so cute, I want to see how long she will cry after being robbed of her lollipop.

Feng Chu couldn't help but think of the things in the diary, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Mao Lilan didn't think so much, but saw Feng Chu's mood became a little bit complicated, and she didn't know how to speak.

"Xiao Lan, long time no see."

Feng Chu spoke first, with a faint smile on his face.

"Feng... Brother Feng Chu."

As the saying goes, you don't hit people with smiling faces when you stretch out your hands, and they have been neighbors for many years, Mao Lilan still responded politely.

"Humph!"

This kid is not too dull!
He didn't say hello to my elder first, and was still smiling.

Mori Kogoro squinted at Feng Chu, and snorted coldly with very unkind eyes.

When Feng Chu heard the sound, he immediately looked at Kogoro Maoli, and then showed a look of surprise, and said in surprise, "Isn't this Uncle Maoli?"

"Recently, I read the newspapers and found that Uncle Mao Li broke the kidnapping case of the chairman's daughter, the murder case on Valentine's Day, and the threat of a gift every month. The reasoning process was so slick and the truth was eliminated, it was really convincing."

"I used to think that you were a third-rate detective, but I didn't expect you to be the real real person without showing your face!"

"Besides, I thought that a famous detective like you, Uncle Maori, would be obsessed with studying all kinds of knowledge. Unexpectedly, uncle, you would take such precious time to take your family to watch the medieval art exhibition."

"If the reporters of those news media know about this, it is estimated that the front page of the newspaper will be full of it the next day - the famous detective Mori Kogoro and his daughter are watching the medieval art exhibition, staring at it affectionately, full of fatherly love."

When the wind first came, I had already thought of the possibility of meeting the Mori family.

Combined with the records in the diary, Fengchu certainly understood the attitude of Mori Kogoro towards himself, the person who bullied his daughter.

In fact, Fengchu is not afraid of Mori Kogoro, but thinking that there may be many things that need to trouble him in the future, he decided to establish a good relationship.

So, he decided to take advantage of Mouri Kogoro's face-saving mentality to preemptively strike, and he was flattered when he came up.

Sure enough, Mori Kogoro was dumbfounded.

He never expected that his behavior of being threatened by Xiaolan with force to come to see the art exhibition, in the eyes of outsiders, was actually a manifestation of his father's love.

And someone actually called him a detective!
Said he reasoned well!
This is what he thinks about day and night, his dream!

"Ah ha ha!"

"Ah ha ha ha ha ha ha······"

The elated Kogoro Mori raised his head, stuck his tongue out of his mouth, and let out bursts of devilish laughter.

Mao Lilan blinked, she looked at Feng Chu, and then at her complacent father, her expression became a little strange.

"Hey, you really dare to admit that you are a detective?"

"It's all my credit behind this, okay?"

Although Conan, the man behind Mori Kogoro, dared not speak out, he couldn't help but complain secretly.

After a while.

Mori Kogoro stopped laughing.

His face was flushed, and he blew without seeing his teeth, "I didn't expect that I hid it so deeply, but I was discovered by you kid. This vision is fine!"

"Since I went to college, I calculated it carefully. It has been more than a year since I had a drink with you, Uncle Mao Li. Why don't we find a time and let me treat you to a drink?" Feng Chu asked.

Mori Kogoro's eyes lit up immediately: "Really?"

"Hahahaha, of course, how can I make you spend money, uncle, I must pay the bill." Feng Chu smiled heartily.

"Hey hey, I know there is a good place, there..."

Mori Kogoro squinted.

The two people who were not on the right track miraculously got better, and in front of Conan, a primary school student, and an underage girl like himself, the conversation between the two gradually became inappropriate for children.

Thinking of this, Mao Lilan couldn't help snorting heavily.

"How is it there?" Mao Lilan crossed her hips, a hint of danger flashed in her eyes.

"Uh, uh, this..."

Mori Kogoro was stunned, unable to find the right words for a while.

"Hahaha, Xiao Lan, don't be fooled. In fact, Uncle Mao Li wants to take me to learn foreign languages."

Looking at Mao Lilan who is constantly working hard for the reconciliation of Mori Kogoro and Fei Yingli, Feng Chu can't help but seriously find a reason.

foreign language?

Hiss, this kid can play!
Surprise flashed in Mori Kogoro's eyes.

He tugged on his tie, pretending to be serious and said, "Ahem, that's right, we're just going to learn a foreign language, and drink along the way, absolutely nothing else."

Hehe, I believe in you!

Looking at the pretending Uncle Maori, Conan had dead fish eyes.

Mao Lilan carefully examined Mao Li Kogoro for a few seconds, and then looked across Feng Chu's face, but found nothing unusual.

She snorted dubiously, and then walked into the Hell Pavilion first.

Kogoro Maoli glanced at Xiaolan's back, and gave Fengchu a look that any man could understand.

The corners of Feng Chu's mouth twitched slightly, and he thought to himself—whether Uncle Mao Li misunderstood something.

Immediately afterwards, the three of Fengchu entered the exhibition hall.

It's a bit dark inside.

On both sides of the aisle are tall knight statues holding various weapons such as knives, swords, and guns. These knights are all wearing silver armor without exception.

On the wall at the end of the museum, there is a huge painting that is four meters high and about two meters long.

The blood-soaked knight was painted with his back facing the dim yellow sun, and the black demon next to him was nailed to the mountain wall by a silver long sword. Bright red blood flowed down from his neck, and the ground was blood-red.

"This painting is so big!" Mao Lilan said in surprise.

"It's really a hell map!" Mori Kogoro also said.

"The name of the painting is "Punishment from Heaven", and it depicts a knight of justice blocking the demon." Mao Lilan said while squatting down and looking at the introduction column.

"Tick, tick, tick..."

Suddenly, the sound of liquid dripping from the height to the floor came from the quiet hall.

Mao Lilan looked to the right, and saw an obese man nailed to the wall with a long sword, bleeding all over the place.

"Ah ah ah······"

Mao Lilan shrank her body, closed her eyes, and let out a high-decibel scream.

"It's the real boss!"

Conan Edogawa turned his head when he heard the sound, and when he saw it clearly, his pupils shrank and he said suddenly.

"Xiaolan, go and call the police!"

After Mori Kogoro gave Xiaolan his instructions, he immediately turned his attention to the corpse of Boss Zhenzhong again, with a serious expression on his face.

Feng Chu frowned, thinking to himself—the case is coming.

(End of this chapter)