Conan’s Toast Does Not Eat Fine Wine

Okiya Subaru took Nobunaga's hand and corrected it calmly: "We just met yesterday."

"Oh, is that right? I don't have any impression at all." Nobunaga drew back his hand with a smirk on his face, "Welcome back."

Everyone can enter and leave the Lufeng music classroom, just like the vegetable market, his boss has no rights.

Nobunaga grinned and gave Okiya Subaru a big fork on the book in his heart!

This quarter's base salary and performance bonus are gone. Even if he gives Kaguya a zero salary increase, he won't let Akai Shuichi get one yen!

After all, Nobunaga had already met Subaru Okiya, and at least he was mentally prepared. Shinfan looked around for a week, and confirmed that the laughter and laughter that made him feel the illusion of harmony just now should all come from Azusa Enomoto.

In this way, only Azusa Enomoto was happy with the achievement.

"Huh? Mr. Asano, are you still going upstairs today?" Seeing that Nobunaga was about to leave, Azusa Enomoto hurriedly asked.

"About what happened yesterday, I have to explain to Mr. Mouri." In fact, Nobunaga just didn't want to waste time in the music classroom. Compared with the music classroom, which was a battle of wits and courage, the Maori Detective Agency was more interesting.

At least after Conan left, the sincerity of the office has increased sharply, and there have been many fewer cases. This is very beneficial to the physical and mental health of the elderly. Recently, Kogoro Mouri even served an extra bowl of rice.

After irresponsibly throwing the big trouble Akai Shuichi to Zero Furuya, Nobuyoshi Shishiran climbed up to the second floor.

At this time, the drizzle outside the house was still falling non-stop, and Nobunaga felt that the reason why today's weather changed from being sunny to what it is now is because of Shuichi Akai.

In the Maori Detective Agency, Kogoro Mauri stared at the grand occasion of the horse racing on the TV screen, his eyes bloodshot with excitement:

"Run! Run! Run! Run!"

"Crossing the fourth corner, the first one is the No. 7 pure black nightmare..."

Nobunaga was about to make himself a cup of coffee and sat on the sofa pretending to sort out the entrusted materials carefully. Hearing this, he immediately looked at the TV.

"Following is the sunflower of No. 4 Karma. Will the pure black nightmare win or the sunflower of Karma can surpass? Let's wait and see!"

Xinfan: "???"

Maurilan consciously pulled out the coffee pot and asked, "Mr. Asano, do you also pay attention to horse racing?"

"No, I just..."

He just wasn't sure if it was the back of his ear or the memory problem again. How could the pure black nightmare and the karmic sunflower be so familiar?

Although Nobuhan no longer remembers the specific content of the theatrical version, he vaguely knows that these two are the names of the theatrical version.

And today's bizarre rain not only makes people feel bad, but also always makes Nobuhan have an ominous premonition.

"Oops! It's the Black Nightmare that won, let's congratulate the No. 7 Black Nightmare!"

Upon hearing such a result, Mouri Kogoro immediately held his head in annoyance: "Why did you lose again?!"

Mao Lilan glanced at Dad: "So, how much did you bet, Dad?"

"No, I don't have much money." Mouri Kogoro looked away with a guilty conscience, "The fourth and fifth games of the second half each bought a thousand yuan."

"Not a single bet?"

"Uh, this kind of thing is a winner and a loser..."

"Ha, then Dad, you don't have any pocket money for this month!"

"...Damn it! Today is really bad luck! It was sunny when I went to buy a lottery ticket in the morning, but it rained heavily as soon as I got there. When I bought cigarettes, the brand I used to smoke was sold out again, and I was bumped by someone else. , the change in the wallet flew out, and the wallet fell into the puddle next to it, making the lottery tickets wet!" Kogoro Mouri scolded and took out the crumpled lottery tickets for his daughter and agent to see.

Xinfan took the lottery ticket, glanced at it, and said bluntly, "I'm afraid this isn't your lottery ticket, right?"

Mouri Kogoro wondered: "Why isn't it mine?"

"Because this lottery won the lottery." Nobufan said affirmatively, "Mr. Maori basically never won a lottery ticket, right?"

"Ha! What do you mean by that? Why did the lottery tickets I bought almost never win? I won tens of thousands of yuan last time, and I took you to a big dinner, don't you remember??"

"When did that happen?" Mao Lilan checked and quickly discovered the problem, "This lottery ticket may not really belong to Dad, because it's a 10,000 yuan lottery ticket, but Dad, didn't you just buy it? One thousand dollars?"

"It's also possible that I remembered it wrong!" Kogoro Mauri grabbed the lottery ticket. "And even if it belongs to someone else, there is no name on the lottery ticket, so it can be regarded as mine."

This lottery ticket that Uncle Maori picked up won 1 million yen, which is not a small amount. Uncle made a decisive decision and wanted to take everyone out to celebrate!

"Let's go eat sushi, and remember to call that kid Conan." Kogoro Mouri remembered Conan, who had lived in his own home. "He complained last time that I didn't invite him to eat high-end cuisine."

Mouri Kogoro chose the location at the Iroha sushi restaurant not far from his home. Seeing him so happy, Mourilan didn't remind him that Iroha was the business of Asano Nobuhige, and in fact, he could be exempted from the order.

Perhaps because of the rainy weather, there were very few customers in the store, only four people from Kogoro Mori.

Seeing Xinfan, the store manager immediately greeted him: "Shallow..."

"Let me entertain the guests." A man who looked a bit like a mole said first, "A few of you, what would you like to eat?"

Shinfan's eyelids jumped, and he looked at this strange man speechlessly.

Well, he was blaming Akay wrong.

"What's the matter, this guest?" The man asked inexplicably at first, UU reading www. uukanshu. com then quickly responded, "By the way, I almost forgot to introduce myself. I'm a new chef at Iroha Sushi Restaurant, and my name is Wakita Kensuke."

"Huh?" Mouri Kogoro glanced at him quickly, and said strangely, "The recent personnel changes in your store have been a bit frequent. I remember that Takeoka-kun just resigned?"

The store manager laughed and said, "It's because Takeoka-kun has resigned and there is not enough manpower that we issued a recruitment notice."

Nobunaga said that as the boss, he didn't know when Matsuda came, he didn't know when Akai Shuichi came, and he still didn't know when Rum came.

Mori Kogoro didn't care whether it was Wakita or Takeokayama who served him, his eyes were full of beer: "Then have a big glass of draft beer and four extra sushi! By the way, one of them is for Children eat, don't put mustard."

"Hey, a glass of draft beer and four servings of premium sushi." Wakida Kanze shouted loudly and walked towards the back kitchen.

Judging by his proficiency in entertaining guests, he could never have imagined that this person was actually the second-in-command of the black-clothed organization who had caused countless official intelligence agencies a headache.