Conan’s Toast Does Not Eat Fine Wine

"Conan's toast does not eat fine wine (!

"..."

The policeman was about to laugh at the inconsistent confession of snobbery, "You said that you fainted immediately after you fell, and then you said that you were injured and threw the knife. Which one is real? Or what you did. Are all lies to protect the real murderer?"

Facing the police's questioning, Noh Snobby was very calm: "If there is a so-called gangster who is really attacking me, why should I protect him?"

"Because you are friends!" The policeman glanced at Masaharu Motoyama, who was standing at the door, afraid to come in. "Perhaps you still feel guilty for him. But no matter what the purpose is, the criminal should be punished by the law. You are so irrational. The protection of you will only keep the evil in your hearts forever."

What the police said was so faithful that he wanted to applaud him. After listening to this kind of chicken soup, Noh snob is about to faint again.

He said impatiently to the police: "Are there too few crimes in Okinawa recently? Your police don't focus on those cases. You have to pester me who accidentally falls. Why bother?!"

"that is because……"

"That's because what they said is indeed the truth." Masaharu Motoyama's voice interrupted the police.

Noh snob looked at the door in surprise, and saw that the originally high-spirited man seemed to have returned to when his shoulder was injured a few years ago overnight. At that time, men who had lost their entire careers were as decadent as they are today.

"This mountain..." Noh Snobbery whispered the other party's name.

"You don't have to tell those childish lies anymore." Masaichi Benshan walked into the ward. The difference from the previous year was that there was no despair in his eyes, but more relief.

"As I said to Mr. Asano just now," Masaharu Motoyama looked at Noh snob seriously, and said slowly, "I guess you still won't regret ruining my future on the baseball field with something imaginary. Just like I won’t regret stabbing you. Everyone is grown up, so there’s no need to be pretentious."

The three snobs tried to refute: "I didn't, I just state the facts."

Masaharu Motoyama's expression was very calm: "I am just stating the facts. I am sorry that I failed to kill you. But I am very grateful that you can live."

The snobbery three are dumb.

The words of Masaharu Motoyama made the eyes of the ward looking at him unknowingly add a bit of admiration. Facing these gazes, he calmly stretched out his hands towards the police:

"Mr. Officer, although I don't know if I am surrendering doing this now, I will be responsible for my previous actions anyway."

"Ka" The cold handcuffs were fastened on his wrists, which seemed to indicate that the two men who should have been friends for life have lost their sincere friendship.

No, their friendship was already shattered when Noh snob said to Motoyama Masaharu that "your actions are not standard". In order to correct his "non-standard" actions, the young genius paid not only his shoulders and future, but also his entire life.

...

"Mr. Asano, this is today's newspaper." When Enomoto Azusa came in, Shinshige was working at the desk. She rarely saw her boss working in a music classroom, so she asked curiously, "What are you up to?"

Xinfan closed the document and took the newspaper very naturally: "It was the survey results I sent to the client that received a reply."

Enomoto Azusa nodded clearly: "It seems that the work at the detective office is very busy. Actually, you don't need to come to the music classroom every day. It is enough to have me and Mr. Amuro here. Not to mention Mr. Okinawa occasionally. Come and help."

"It's because of them that I have to worry more." Thinking of those two guys, Xin Fan had a headache. "It would be great if they could only come over when there are classes."

"Is it because I didn't do it well, or is Miss Xiaozi upsetting you? You want her to be responsible for all the work in the music classroom."

As the wind chimes rang, Amurotou walked in.

Enomoto Azusa embarrassedly said, "Actually, I can do it alone." It would be even better if I could give her two or even three wages!

Xinfan opened the newspaper and read it, as if Amuro Tou didn't exist at all.

"I've read today's news on my mobile phone. The strange thief Kidd revealed another gem yesterday, but it is said that the owner found the gem in the toilet bowl during the wash this morning."

Xin Fan: "..."

Hey, Kuroba is so disgusting, he would throw gems in that place.

"Then the owner picked it up later?" Xinfan asked.

"Of course I picked it up. After all, that gem is worth hundreds of millions." Amuro was puzzled, "If it's you, wouldn't you pick it up?"

"...Why are we discussing this topic? It's better to look at other things." Shinshige casually pointed to a piece of news in the newspaper, "For example, this Takeda..."

The following words were swallowed back by Xinfan before they could be spoken.

He found that it was like pregnant women always felt that they were surrounded by pregnant women. He didn't think it before, but since seeing Takeda Luo, news about Takeda's family seems to have increased all of a sudden.

"Is there anything wrong with this news?" Amuro Tou took a closer look.

The news itself is normal. It probably says about which piece of land in Tokyo the Takeda consortium has taken and what plans the Japanese government will take.

Amuro looked through it for a long time and found nothing wrong.

But after reading it, Nobuhiro Asano suddenly said, "I have an appointment with a client today, and the music classroom will ask you." After that, he packed up his things and prepared to leave.

Amito suddenly became alert.

How can there be so many clients in the Maori Detective Agency? Mouri Kogoro was still complaining yesterday that his agent intercepted most of the orders, leaving him only a small part of significance.

So is it something inconvenient to say clearly? Such as organizational tasks.

Is it related to the Takeda family?

Sure enough, he should still clarify with Mezcal, so that he can openly ask him what he is doing.

"Hello." Suddenly, the door of the music classroom was knocked.

Amuro looked back and saw that it was Fabian West who had disappeared upstairs for a long time.

No, it should be more accurate to say that it is the apprentice of a nasty FBI agent!

Almost in sync with him~www.readwn.com~ Fabian West also saw Tou Amuro. His eyes immediately filled with coldness.

This person is the member of the organization who was knocked out by him and Mr. Akai last time on the dock-Bourbon! !

Why would he dare to stay here? !

It's so bold, defiant, unscrupulous, arrogant, and lawless! !

Amuro Tou, who was staring fiercely at Fabian West, suddenly felt a burst of horror.

Then a hand was placed on Fabian West's shoulder: "Mr. West, who are you looking for?"

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