Kexue Magician

Chapter 337 It's Better to Go to Conan's House
"Hey, hey, if he hears it, you will be miserable."

Conan, who was wearing shorts, was noncommittal to Mitsuhiko's reasoning. He released the pillars on the iron gate with both hands, and then all his eyes focused on Ayumi Yoshida.

"Conan, what are you talking about? He's not Kamen Rider. How could he hear what we said?"

Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya, who had lingering fear, took a step back, looked forward twice, and found that the old man with a very unfriendly attitude was not in front of him, so he was relieved, and turned to look at Conan dissatisfied, thinking that he was scaring him.

"You don't have to listen. Which side do you look at?" Hui Yuanai folded his hands behind his back, and his cold and delicate face was facing a certain direction.

Looking in the direction of Haibara Ai's line of sight, Tsuburaya Mitsuhiko and Yoshida Ayumi saw the old man with a ferocious face standing in front of the window on the second floor of the villa, and seemed to be looking at himself with a telescope.

"Ah, is he looking at us?" Yoshida Ayumi asked in fear.

"It's okay, Ayumi, we didn't climb over the wall to get in." Tsuburaya Mitsuhiko said calmly, but his heart was flustered.

"Haihara-san, what do you mean by what you just said?" Yoshida Ayumi turned around, as if out of sight and out of fear.

"Some agents and killers are lip-reading."

"Ah! No wonder that old man is scary. It turns out that he is a killer. He saw us talking bad about him just now. Then, will Ayumi be killed by him in the dead of night tonight?"

"I haven't finished yet. In addition to the two types of people just now, hearing-impaired deaf people, deaf-mute people, dumb people, sign language teachers, etc., may all know lip language."

Hui Yuanai turned sideways and looked at the vehicles on the road.

"Why can deaf people lip talk?" Kojima Motota scratched his head in confusion.

Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya frowned and pondered, and suddenly realized: "I understand. Deaf people can't hear the sound, but they also want to know what others are saying. After learning lip language, they can communicate freely with others. Others may think that He's normal."

"Most old people have obvious hearing loss after the age of 60, but some people don't wear hearing aids in order to prove that they are still healthy, and they may speak with their lips more or less, and that fierce old man may be too."

Yoshida Ayumi and Kojima Motota understood immediately, and moved to the left with small steps, hiding under the wall.

Heh, now I know I'm afraid?

Conan said rather speechlessly: "Since we can't play baseball, shall we go home separately?"

"But going home is so boring!" Moto Kojima said reluctantly.

"Why don't we go to Conan's house to play games? Maybe we can meet the commission and crack it before Uncle Maori." Yoshida Ayumi proposed excitedly with big bright eyes open.

"Does this count as stealing a detective's job?"

"No, Uncle Maori has so many commissions, and nothing will happen if one is missing. Let's go!"

"Mitsuhiko is right, we are helping him reduce the burden!"

As soon as the words fell, Yoshida Ayumi, Tsuburaya Mitsuhiko, and Kojima Moto left happily, talking and laughing. The unhappiness of losing the baseball dissipated with the wind, leaving Conan standing in place facing the cold wind, desolate and lonely.

The corners of Huibara's mouth curled up slightly, and she followed Yoshida Ayumi at a leisurely pace.

"Hey, hey, I haven't agreed yet, why don't we go to Brother Fengchu's house to play?" Conan recovered and hurried to catch up.

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Inside Poirot's Coffee Shop.

Toru Amuro in uniform smiled and put the hot coffee on the tray on the table, turned around and glanced at the old man outside the shop.

He stood motionless with his head up for 10 minutes, seemingly still hesitating whether to go to the Maori Detective Agency. This kind of behavior of not looking for the police but looking for a detective would not be a simple matter.

Such a good opportunity can't be wasted casually, let me help him.

After putting away the tray, Toru Amuro wiped his hands with a towel, and when Azusa Enomoto came to the counter, he smiled and said:
"Miss Xiaozi, there is an old man standing outside for a long time and seems to need help, so I will trouble you here first."

Azusa Enomoto looked out the glass window and saw the seriousness and deep entanglement on the old man's face, and said with a smile, "No problem, leave it to me, Mr. Amuro."

Toru Amuro took off his apron, put it away, and walked out of the store.

"Old man, do you want to entrust Mr. Mori Kogoro with something? He is a well-known detective with excellent character, and he has always been innocent."

Amuro Toru's smile is approachable.

The old man didn't like this at all, and said coldly to the strange man in front of him: "Who are you?"

Toru Amuro smiled and pointed to the side, and said, "I'm a clerk in this coffee shop, and I'm no stranger to Mr. Mori upstairs."

"Although I'm just an ordinary private detective, I also know that some things cannot be delayed."

The old man's eyes twitched violently.

"How about I take you up?" Amuro smiled and walked towards the stairs, climbed up the steps, and completely exposed his back to the old man.

The old man hesitated for a moment, then followed.

Not far away, Kojima Genta, Yoshida Ayumi, and Tsuburaya Mitsuhiko looked at each other for a few eyes, the same excited light flashed on their faces, and they immediately quickened their pace.

The second floor of the detective agency.

The old man Masao Koda said in an old voice, "I hope you can help me find my sister's whereabouts. Money is not a problem."

Mori Kogoro who was sitting upright, his eyes lit up, and he glanced at Toru Amuro admiringly. He just now knew that Toru Amuro was also a detective, but he was not afraid of Amuro stealing his business at all.

The physique of a person cannot be generalized.

Detectives and famous detectives should not be confused, because famous detectives are rare among detectives.

At the same time, Mori Kogoro also had a great impression of Toru Amuro's behavior of giving away business, and secretly wrote it down, so he didn't mind Toru Amuro listening by the side, so he treated him as a famous detective who gave him free lessons.

"What's your sister's name? Do you have a picture of her? Where was she last seen before she disappeared?"

Mori Kogoro said calmly.

The old man Koda Masao took out a photo from his pocket, put it on the table, and said, "My name is Koda Masao, and this is my sister Koda Sanae..."

"What?" Mori Kogoro took the photo, shocked and unbelievable.

Toru Amuro, who has good vision, couldn't help bending over to take a closer look.

The young detective team at the door could no longer hold back their curiosity, and ran in like a swarm, surrounded by Kogoro Mori, looking at the photos with their heads around, trying to understand why the famous detective turned pale with fright.

In the photo, Koda Sanae is young and beautiful, and she smiles in the sea of ​​pink flowers, she is simply more beautiful than flowers!
"Impossible." Tsuburaya Mitsuhiko couldn't believe it.

"Grandpa's younger sister is so young. Could it be that she is good at makeup? But her eyes are so beautiful!"

Yoshida Ayumi's eyes moved back and forth between Koda Masao and Koda Sanae, doubts flashed in her bright and big eyes.

(End of this chapter)