Conan’s Toast Does Not Eat Fine Wine

　　 The sky outside the window was gloomy, and the rain continued to patter.

　　 "Ah, Dad! Why did you mess up the table again?!" Mao Lilan frowned as soon as he entered the office.

　　 While throwing the garbage into the trash can, she chattered about Kogoro Mouri: "Is there no arrangement in the afternoon? Didn't you say that someone would come to visit yesterday?"

　　 "Huh? Someone..." Mouri Kogoro was drunk, and it took a long time to remember something, "Oh, yes, there is a kid who will come. It seems to be..."

　　 "Boom boom boom."

　　 The knock on the door sounded in good time.

"Ah, yes! I have an appointment today, and he wants to rent a shop on the first floor." Kogoro Mouri rolled up, got up quickly, and even arranged his tie and clothes, pretending to be very serious. .

　　 "Really, since there is an appointment for noon in the afternoon, don't drink!" Mao Lilan mumbled as she opened the door of the office, "Hello."

　　 "Hello." A soft male voice rang above the front of Morilan, like the spring breeze in April, "I am Nobuhiro Asano. I have made an appointment with Mr. Mori."

　　 It was a tall and handsome figure, young, probably in his twenties. He was wearing an ordinary and lean shirt and trousers, but it inexplicably added a clean temperament to him. The black short hair hangs down docilely, and the healthy wheat-colored skin has clear and bright eyes, which are very attractive.

　　 He is holding a pure black umbrella in his hand, which is still dripping raindrops.

　　 "Oh, you are Nobuhiro Asano. Please sit down." Mouri Kogoro greeted, pointing to the sofa opposite.

　　 Asano Nobuhiro sat on the sofa and nodded to Moriran who poured tea for him.

　　 "That's it, as long as you are willing to rent the shop to me, the rent is not a problem."

"Ahaha, talking to a refreshing person like you is comfortable!" Mouri Kogoro seemed to see a dozen and a dozen beers and piles of **** pictures beckoning him. "But, you know, I'm a detective. Kogoro Mori, I must check the contents of the shop under the office."

　　 "Of course." Asano Nobuhiro smiled, "I plan to use it to open a music classroom. If you are interested in learning music, please feel free to contact me."

　　 "Music classroom, that's very good" Kogoro Mouri showed a satisfied look, "When and how long?"

　　 "Is it okay from tomorrow?" Asano Nobuhiro thought for a while, and said, "I plan to rent for one year temporarily, but you can rest assured that as long as the business situation is suitable, I will rent it for a long time."

　　 It's just that if this year will pass, then it's uncertain.

　　 After discussing the price, Asano Nobuhiro took out two contracts directly from the bag and put them on the table. After all, Kogoro Mori is the husband of Attorney Fei Yingri. Although the conflicts between the husband and wife are not small, they still know the basic legal knowledge. He glanced at it once and knew that Xinfan had no plans to cheat him, and the contract was very conscientious.

"That's it." After paying a year's rent and a month's deposit, Xinfan got the key to the shop downstairs. "I will hire someone to clean and redecorate from tomorrow. I will ask you in the future, Mr. Maori. "He got up and bowed respectfully to Kogoro Mouri.

Uncle 　　 suddenly smiled happier: "Haha, it's okay, we will be neighbors in the future! Then let Xiaolan send you down."

　　 "Do you want to stay for dinner?" Mao Lilan asked.

　　 Xinfan smiled and shook his head: "I live near here, so I'll just go back and eat."

　　 "You don't need to keep him!" Kogoro Moori opened another can of beer and said casually, "A good young man like Asano must have a girlfriend or wife waiting for him to come home."

　　 "Ah, is this?" Mao Lilan was a little embarrassed, a blush appeared on her cheeks, "But this is really happy, Mr. Asano, please cherish it."

　　...

　　 Shinhan was a little startled when he heard such words. Thinking of his house that was so cold that there was almost no life, he suddenly envied the father and daughter in front of him. Although because of the admission of the Reaper elementary school students, there are cases and dangers every day, but to be honest, the atmosphere of the Maori family has always been great.

　　 "Then I will leave first, Morrison." Xinfan nodded to Morrison and opened the door of the office.

　　 "Sister Xiaolan, I'm back!"

　　 Outside the door, no, it should be exactly under the door. A six or seven-year-old boy is standing there with his head tilted up. He is wearing a blue suit, white shirt, gray shorts, and a red bow tie, which is inexplicably cute.

　　 Shinhan and Conan's eyes met, and he walked downstairs without changing his face. Conan, on the contrary, frowned deeply after a short pause.

and many more! That person seems to be...! !

　　 "Sister Xiaolan! Stop him!" Conan shouted loudly.

　　 Out of love and trust for Conan, Mo Lilan almost didn't hesitate after hearing such a request, so he jumped down the steps and stopped in front of Xinfan.

　　 Xinfan stopped, raised his eyebrows and said, "Is there any problem, UU reading www.uukānshu.com Maurisang?"

　　 "Uh, that..." Although he stopped the opponent without thinking about it, Mao Lilan was actually quite dazed. Facing Xinfan's problem now, she couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

　　 Fortunately, Conan rushed over quickly. He calmly and confidently asked, "At 12:40 noon today, you are at the Southeast Asian restaurant on the second floor of the Rice Flower Hotel, right?"

　　 Xin Fanyanyan showed an unexpected look that was just right: "Little brother, your memory is very good. It's amazing that you can recognize me only by seeing me once."

　　 "Huh? Have you seen it today?" Mao Lilan asked in surprise.

　　 However, Conan shook his head: "No, this gentleman should have never seen me. Because I saw him on the surveillance camera of the Rice Flower Hotel-Mr. Nobuhiro Asano as the suspect!"

　　 "Huh? The suspect?" Maorilan silently, perhaps without notice, moved a half step backward. After all, in her past experience, the suspects were all cruel guys with dark methods in their hearts, and they were too dangerous.

　　 looked up at Xinfan again, only to find that the young man who was accused of being the suspect had the same expression as usual, and there was even a slight smile between his eyebrows. There is no tension or any other emotions.

　　 In fact, Xinfan did not worry too much. He squatted down and looked at the Conan children: "I did eat with my friends at the Rice Flower Restaurant at noon, but the suspect...what is going on?"

Conan stared at the change in his eyes carefully, trying to see something from it: "Brother doesn't know? Not long after you left, Mr. Yoshida was killed with a dagger. The person who was eating in the box with Mr. Yoshida at noon, You are all suspects, including you."