I'm making soy sauce in the world of famous detectives

Chapter 165 The House of Vampires

After visiting Police Officer Mumu, everyone's life seems to have fallen into a dull life. In the rare time when there is no murder, Guangyou Conan goes to school, after school, and the office every day, forming a life of three points and one line.

Although Conan is not used to it, Guangyou enjoys it. In the past few days, Guangyou has knitted two sweaters and sent them out.

The sweater for Sonoko was blue all over, with a light blue suggested pattern on it, which looked very simple.

The one for Xiao Ai is a long white sweater with a round neck and cuffs that are tightened, with symmetrical patterns on it. The overall size is slightly larger than Xiao Ai's size, but not too loose.

To be honest, Guangyou really wants to get a gray sweater with an X back, but that is just an idea that can only exist in his mind. It is like this at present, and it will be hard to say in the future.

Xiao Ai accepted the sweater happily, as if she had something to do, so she didn't spare Guangyou, went directly into her room and locked it.

As soon as he returned to the office, he heard Xiaolan's complaints. Guangyou stepped forward to look, and felt a little disgusted in his heart. Xiaolan was holding a black envelope in his hand at this time, and the words Moori Kogoro Kai were written on the envelope with a brush. .

The words are not the point, the point is that these pure white words are on a pure black envelope, which is very unlucky, and these two colors often appear in funerals.

Of course, not all black and white are bad meanings, it depends on the specific occasion. Now this black envelope with white letters makes people feel that someone is cursing him at a glance. No matter who sees such a mood, It won't be good.

Uncle Maori extinguished the cigarette in his hand and threw it into the ashtray. He picked up the envelope and looked at it. Except for the white letters, there was nothing on the entire envelope. No matter whether it was a stamp or the sender, these few messages were not written.

Opening the envelope, Uncle Maori took out the letter paper from the envelope, feeling a little impatient, he didn't see another piece of paper that fell out of the envelope.

Looking at the content above, Uncle Mao Li nodded clearly: "I admire your wisdom, and I specially wrote to invite you to have dinner and drinks at the residence."

As expected by Uncle Maori, this letter was indeed an invitation letter, "I think there must be that person who wants me to go to their party to add color."

"I don't think so." Guangyou held the paper that fell out just now, "Is there a check for 200 million yuan in the envelope?"

Seeing the number above, Uncle Mao Li's eyes widened, and the appearance of falling asleep just now disappeared instantly, and a symbol of money seemed to appear in the middle of his eyes.

Uncle Mao Li is also very strange, why someone would send him money directly, isn't the other party worried that he won't go?

Looking back at the letter carefully, Uncle Maori found a sentence on the upper part of the envelope, "The phantom of the son whom God forsaken."

The thick code wind made Uncle Mao Li and Xiaolan a little confused, but a light flashed in Conan's eyes, and the smile at the corner of his mouth revealed his mood at the moment.

In a blink of an eye, the day was written on the invitation letter. Uncle Maori, who has no car at home but can drive, went to the car rental shop every day.

Although Uncle Mao Li has a check of 200 million yuan, he still shows his stingy nature. He is bargaining with the employees of the car rental shop at the moment.

Uncle Mao Li took out his VIP card from the car rental shop, put it on the counter and said to the clerk, "For the sake of my frequent visits, it should be cheaper."

The clerk was also a little helpless. Although Uncle Mao Li was a regular customer in the store, every time he rented out a car, there was no good end. The better ones were just broken wheels, and the worse ones were all blown up.

Fortunately, the cars in the store are all insured, and Uncle Mao Li's compensation was also given in a timely manner, but the boss said he couldn't stand it.

This made the clerk and the boss wonder whether it was because of this reason that Uncle Maori didn't buy a car when they were chatting.

Uncle Maori's VIP card fully proves the number of times he has come. There are two ways to obtain the VIP card in the store, one is to deposit directly, and the other is to accumulate the consumption amount.

For Uncle Mao Li, it is of course the latter. What makes the clerk speechless is that Uncle Mao Li’s VIP card is accumulatively accumulated over and over again through cheap cars, which is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

After several rounds of fighting between Uncle Maori and the clerk, the clerk was defeated and successfully got the car keys for Uncle Maori and gave him a [-]% discount.

The clerk saw Conan and Guangyou who were sitting in the car lying on the window at this time, smiled and waved to them kindly.

Guangyou and Conan looked at each other, then hid silently.

The clerk's hand stopped in the air, and the smile on his face froze, and then he let it hang down weakly, and sighed: "It's not my fault that you look special."

After a while, the clerk walked to the cab and said to Uncle Mao Li through the window: "Mr. Li, remember to be careful, don't break it again!"

Uncle Mao Li scratched his head in embarrassment, and started the car with a response. The clerk bowed slightly to the direction where Uncle Mao Li left, then turned back, and sighed: "I hope this car will have better luck."

The journey went smoothly, but the address was a bit out of the way. After driving for a day, the street lights were already on, and the sky was gradually darkening, and the place of invitation was getting closer.

The car was driving, and suddenly the car bumped, and the sound of metal sliding on the ground was very harsh, which instantly woke up the few people resting in the car.

The car stopped slowly, only to find that the left rear tire of the car was flat and punctured. Guangyou silently gave the car an overhaul. It is estimated that the car will be goodbye today.

Uncle Mao Li opened the trunk and was a little surprised to find that there was no spare tire, but fortunately, there was a gas station not far in front of the car.

The anger on Uncle Mao Li's face was also much less, and he went to the gas station immediately.

Soon, the car was able to go on the road. The sky was gloomy at this time, and raindrops fell from time to time. In order to speed up, Uncle Mao Li drove the car on a so-called shortcut.

This shortcut is a forest path. After the rain, the road is a bit muddy and difficult to walk. The bumps along the way made Uncle Maori complain: "What a shortcut! I even bought a very expensive map. , if that boss frames me, I will never let him go!"

It seemed that he had heard Uncle Mao Li’s complaint. After passing a dirt slope, the car came to a normal road. As the clerk said, although this road was difficult to walk, it was indeed a shortcut. At this time, everyone could see the road. The place of invitation - the Pavilion of Twilight.

Guangyou, who was leaning against the window, grinned inadvertently, and the news that anyone would be shocked by the Twilight Pavilion in his memory appeared in his mind: "Wealth, it's really exciting."

As the car drove, Uncle Maori glanced at the Twilight Pavilion. The gloomy sky and the dark buildings all made the Twilight Pavilion look like it was hidden in the dark, only the lights that were still on inside exposed the house s position.

"Wouldn't it be nice to change the name to Vampire House, really."

(End of this chapter)