Conan's grammatical investigator

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Conan was surprised and had a bad premonition in his heart.

Under the guidance of Yuko Komiyayama, several people came to the cooking class and saw Qin Zhibo, Matsumoto Ryohei and Minase Harumi sitting inside.

"bonsoir~everyone"

Qin Zhibo greeted him in French, and Mao Lilan, Yuanzi, and Mori Kogoro were very surprised, but Conan showed his half-moon eyes helplessly, and he was used to it.

The cooking class still needs to wait for a while, and a few people chatted first.

It turned out that Yuanzi signed up for this cooking class, but unexpectedly heard that the teachers here were a bit strict, so he dragged Mao Lilan along.

As for Mori Kogoro and Conan, they came here for dinner in the name of protection.

"Today's winter vacation test failed, let the delicious French cuisine heal my trauma~"

Suzuki Sonoko was full of voice and emotion, clasped his hands together, and raised his head 45° like an opera singer.

Mao Lilan smiled. Along the way, she had heard Yuanzi complain that she did not perform well in the exam many times.

During today's exam, there were always sounds of police cars and helicopters nearby, which greatly affected the performance of candidates.

After returning home at night, Mao Lilan didn't know about the demolition maniac.

In order not to frighten Mao Lilan, Conan did not say that a bomb was planted in Didan High School.

"By the way, Minase-san, did you take the exam today too? How did you do?"

Mo Liran took the initiative to talk to Minase Harumi, but Minase's face was a little dazed, as if he didn't know what you were talking about.

Sonoko looked at Minase, wondering, "Xiao Lan, is this girl with short hair also from our school?"

"Yeah, have you forgotten? The last fishing contest"

Just as Mao Lilan was about to explain the scene of meeting Harumi Minase for the first time, Conan on the side was taken aback.

In order not to let Yuanzi realize that he lacked that part of memory, he interrupted quickly: "Uncle Matsumoto! Are you here to learn cooking?"

Matsumoto Ryohei smiled slightly, "Yes."

"But uncle's cooking skills are already so good, do you still need to learn?"

Mentioning Matsumoto Ryohei's dishes, Kogoro Mori swallowed his saliva. Since he experienced such a delicious and juicy steak dish last time, he never forgot it.

"Of course, cooking is a process of continuous learning, and it has nothing to do with the level of cooking skills that individuals have mastered. Nature provides humans with so many rich ingredients, and there will always be new flavors and new combinations that have not been tried before."

"And my goal is to pursue the most delicious combination of ingredients to satisfy my taste buds"

Matsumoto Ryohei talks eloquently, just like a professional gourmet.

But Qin Zhibo knows that in Matsumoto Ryohei's cognition, the most beautiful food that human beings can obtain is precisely human beings themselves.

Yayo Kazuede, who was sitting alone in the sunglasses, suddenly opened her mouth, "I guess you were attracted by the best-selling book on French cuisine recently published by Mitomo Kamimori?"

"However, you may be disappointed. One-third of the recipes published in that book were all painstakingly thought out by Ms. Yuko."

"Oh? Really?" Matsumoto Ryohei's eyes moved slightly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became subtle.

There was something in Ms. Sunglass's words. When Yuko Komiyayama, who was preparing ingredients by the cabinet, heard it, her eyes were slightly lowered, and she said weakly: "Stop talking about it, Ms. Kazueda, these are not important anymore."

"It's not important? Is it not?" Yashiro Kazue stood up, pinching his waist with one hand, and said in a more stern tone, "He stole your own recipe, which was created by you, as Michi's assistant, with great painstaking efforts. Make your own recipes."

"But, the teacher has revised it." Komiyayama Yuko's voice became weaker.

"Even if it has been modified a bit, it still belongs to you after all. You can still complain about it. I really don't understand what you think."

Yuko Komiyayama stopped answering, and the atmosphere was awkward for a moment.

Qin Zhibo looked at the people in the cooking class, and calculated that the dead person this time was probably the cooking teacher who hadn't appeared yet.

Yuko Komiyayama was stolen from the original recipe. If this reason were placed on Mihua, it would be enough to become a murder motive.

There is also this sunglasses sister named Yashiro Kazueda who seems to be upholding justice, but in fact it is more like sowing discord, hoping that her old classmates will have bad luck.

After a while, the remaining two students also arrived.

One is Nishitani Hiroaki, a 29-year-old French chef with a more upright appearance, which is quite popular with Suzuki Sonoko.

"Xiaolan, this chef looks good, if you can invite me to cook for my family."

"Don't you already have Mr. Kyogoku?"

"Oh, isn't Ah Zhen not in the country now? Far away water can't quench your thirst~"

"Yuanzi, you are real"

Conan, the pure love warrior next to him, listened to the whispers among his girlfriends, and couldn't help complaining about Yuanzi, a bad woman. Fortunately, Mao Lilan didn't learn from her at all.

The other student didn't come from the outside, she was a curvy woman who came out from the back room, she was dressed up a bit flamboyantly, except that she wore an eye patch on her left eye, which was a bit unorthodox.

"Could she be that teacher? She looks very young," Mori Kogoro guessed casually.

"Probably not, she is a housewife, probably the teacher's daughter-in-law." Qin Zhibo judged by looking at the basic information on the big wave woman's head.

Several people were taken aback, not knowing whether what Qin Zhibo said was true or not.

Under the introduction of Yuko Komiyayama, Qin Zhibo was right.

"Miss Kaoru is the daughter-in-law of our teacher Uemori, and she also learned French cuisine with everyone."

"You guys have to work hard." Kaoru Uemori greeted the newcomers perfunctorily, and walked aside.

Passing by Yashiro Kazue, Yashiro raised his head and asked, "Xiao Kaoru, what's wrong with your eyes?"

Kaoru Uemori subconsciously covered his eyes, lowered his head slightly, "It's just a needle eye."

Qin Zhibo looked at Kaoru Uemori's reaction, and he could basically conclude that it was not a disease under the blindfold, but an injury.

Humans are just like animals, when people mention their wounds, the most instinctive reaction is to protect their own wounds.

At this time, a figure floated faintly from the lawn outside the villa.

"The teacher is back."

A few people headed by Komiyayama Yuko immediately lined up to greet the door. Those who didn't know it thought the emperor had arrived.

"You are back, teacher."

"You have worked hard, mother-in-law."

In the greetings and crowds of the crowd, today's protagonist finally made his grand debut, gourmet cook -- Yoshitomo Uemori.

This is a typical "white rich beauty", one makeup foundation can use half a box of "white", big waist and round "rich", and stinky "beautiful".

The face of this middle-aged old woman reminded Qin Zhibo of the old lady in the movie "Master Key". It was exactly the same.

Seeing Mao Lilan and Yuanzi who paid for the registration, Mitomo Uemori smiled and said hello, and Moori Kogoro, who came to eat for free, took the initiative to say hello, but was ignored.

Coming to the living room, Yashiro Kazueda respectfully handed over the repaired brooch to her.

"This is the brooch you asked me to do, and I've fixed it."

"Oh, then you can put it there."

Yoshitomo Kamimori neither looked directly nor said thank you, just sat on the chair, enjoying Hiroaki Nishitani's shoulder massage, and asked Kaoru Kamimori to kneel beside him to give his pulse.

Even a rich lady like Suzuki Sonoko grinned at the corners of her mouth when she saw Yoshitomo Kamimori's style, and there were countless things in her heart that she wanted to complain about.

If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have signed up here.
As an observer, Qin Zhibo shook his head slightly.

This man is useless, completely useless.
In front of Conan, he still dared to put on an arrogant and arrogant attitude, without knowing how to restrain himself. Believe it or not, the god of death will accept you in minutes?
For this kind of people, Qin Zhibo would not take the initiative to save them now.

As the saying goes, good words are hard to persuade, damn ghost, offended the abbot and still wants to leave?
People like this kind of people who usually behave like "Who will kill me? Who dares to kill me?" cannot be saved, and they are not the savior of the world.

Sunglasses sister Yayo Kazue walked aside, lightly confided her dissatisfaction, asked others to help but didn't even say thank you.

Mao Lilan was still relatively naive, and asked: "May I ask the teacher if she is not feeling well?"

Sister Sunglasses hugged her shoulders, snorted coldly, and replied in a low voice, "She's just too fat, every time she comes back from going out, she will ask Xiaoxun to feel her pulse."

"Because Xiaoxun was a nurse before she got married, and her son was an excellent cadre in the company, but because of the relationship with the only son, he was very spoiled, and his behavior was unbearable, and Meizhi was the kind of person who would abuse his daughter-in-law, Xiaoxun It's really pathetic."

"But I heard that the teacher's husband died because of illness?" Mao Lilan asked again.

"Yes, that man was a steady and good old man, but it's a pity that he died too early."

As she spoke, Sister Sunglasses tilted her head to 45°, her eyes rippling.

Set, just set it hard?

Under Mao Lilan's successful routine, Qin Zhibo roughly understood the possible motives of several people.

Daughter-in-law Kaoru was raped at home, assistant Komiyayama was plagiarized with recipes, and sister Yayo with sunglasses was robbed of her beloved.

After a lap, it seems that the French chef Hiroaki Nishitani has no motivation.

But until the end of the matter, everything is still hard to say, maybe it's just that he hid it better.

A small cooking class, I didn't expect it to be a luxurious choice of four.

Considering the upcoming murder case, Qin Zhibo planned to inoculate Minase Harumi, who had experienced the killing field for the first time.

"Some things may happen later, but you don't need to be too nervous, it's just a detective's daily life." Qin Zhibo tilted his head and said to Minase Harumi.

"Huh? Everyday."

Although she didn't understand the specific reason, she still nodded with a vague understanding.

Conan, who had excellent hearing beside him, also heard Qin Zhibo's private message to Minase Harumi, and was thoughtful.

situation?

Did he discover something else?
After massaging for a while, "Bai Fumei" Uemori Michitomo finally changed clothes and was ready to teach.

Out of kindness, the sunglasses sister Yayo Kazue reminded Ryohei Matsumoto, saying that Yoshitomo Uemori has a small mind and you didn't say hello, so she will definitely find fault with you in various places later.

Ryohei Matsumoto smiled slightly, disapprovingly.

But Matsumoto Ryohei did not say hello, and Qin Zhibo was quite surprised.

Logically speaking, he was the most polite as a housekeeper.

While waiting for Uemori to change clothes, several students went to the back porch to get aprons and recipes.

When a few people opened the door, Qin Zhibo saw that the back porch was dark, and the lights were not turned on, and he didn't know if he was saving electricity bills.

While waiting, the bored Kogoro Moori wanted to smoke, but was ruthlessly stopped by Sister Sunglasses.

"Did you make a mistake? This is the cooking classroom. If you want to smoke, please go outside?"

"Ah? I'm sorry." Mori Kogoro put the cigarette back into his clothes with a smile.

This scene left Mao Lilan, Yuanzi and Conan very speechless, feeling ashamed, and quietly leaned towards Qin Zhibo.

Immediately, Qin Zhibo became the patriarch of three high school students and one elementary school student.

When Xiao Gongshan brought the recipes and distributed them, everyone would know what to eat tonight.

"Today we are going to make creamy mushroom soup, and duck and orange sauce. As for the dessert part, we will use pears to make pudding."

Yoshitomo Kamimori stood in front of the cooking counter and read out the recipes for tonight. The dishes are very rich, but at least some cooking skills are needed to control these dishes well.

Needless to say, Matsumoto Ryohei, Mao Lilan often cooks at home, and he is a type of ingenuity, so it is probably no problem.

But Suzuki Sonoko, who is a young lady, is not sure. She only wants to cook for 3 minutes, and it must be difficult to do it well if she has no foundation.

In fact, it was just as Qin Zhibo had guessed.

Yoshitomo Uemori first demonstrated the basic methods of several dishes, and everyone except Ryohei Matsumoto was taking notes seriously.

Then came the actual operation. Everyone took their own ingredients and went to their respective consoles to start cooking.

Uemori Michitomo first walked up to Mao Lilan, looked it over, and gave his own evaluation, "Well, your cooking posture is pretty good."

Then Sonoko, Uemori Michimo immediately frowned.

"I wonder if you haven't cooked yet? Why is the posture of holding the kitchen knife wrong?"

"That." Sonoko was about to explain that he didn't cook at home, but was interrupted immediately by Uemori Meizhi.

"My cooking class is to train excellent French chefs. A complete layman like you is not suitable for this."

Conan felt a little helpless after hearing this, maybe Yuanzi's family would not let her be a chef, right?

The rest of the students were basically reprimanded all over. Xiao Xun couldn't separate egg whites from egg yolks, Ms. Sunglasses couldn't handle steaks, and Xiao Gongshan forgot to take out the cheese powder.

Only Hiroaki Nishitani seemed to be doing well, and Michimo Uemori took a look and left.

When it was Ryohei Matsumoto's turn at the end, she quietly walked to the cooking table, intending to find fault with the other party, but her eyes widened unconsciously as she observed.

All the cooking steps are correct, and the skillful and rigorous technique even makes her feel ashamed.

This person is not kind.

Yoshitomo Kamimori frowned, and also saw that it was impossible for Matsumoto Ryohei to learn from himself.

Hmph, send him away after this class.

The so-called one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers, Yoshitomo Uemori had already made up his mind, and was about to turn around and leave when he suddenly saw an impudent move by Ryohei Matsumoto.

I saw him pick up the brown pepper bottle and sprinkle an appropriate amount of pepper into the freshly fried sliced ​​mushrooms.

Seeing this move, Uemori Michimo was furious and rushed forward immediately.

"Why do you add pepper to cream of mushroom bisque? Didn't you know that in my bestseller, there must be no pepper in this dish, otherwise it will destroy the sweet taste of the cream?"

"Did you do it on purpose? Or accidentally?"

Uemori Michitomo glared at Matsumoto Ryohei, as if he couldn't leave without giving an explanation today.

Ryohei Matsumoto looked up at Mori Michi, with an extremely slight arc at the corner of his mouth.

"It was on purpose."