Conan: My Old Sister Maurilan

Continue to shake the cup in front of you.

Mao Lilan raised her head and looked at the boy in front of her.

Only at this time, when they sit facing each other, can they clearly find that the eyebrows between the two are exactly the same.

With the same hair color, even when smiling, the curvature of the meniscus is the same.

The personality is close, gentle but not weak, simple but full of maturity.

Seven points of appearance, three points of temperament.

Like Gemini in the night sky.

......

Sneaking, Sneaking, Sneaking.

You can't find me!

Mao Lilan didn't know that there was a special person in this miscellaneous western restaurant at the moment.

The location of this special existence is indeed difficult to find.

The camera twisted, and the internal focus began to adjust, aiming at Maori Gongsheng.

"Sure enough, Xiaolan has a guy outside, and he's a super handsome guy!"

In the dark control room, Suzuki Sonoko watched Xiaolan and the follow-up Mori through the restaurant camera.

The lens zoomed in, and Mr. Maori's face was clearly visible.

Like the rising sun in the morning, it shines brightly, but it is warm. The corner of the mouth outlines a crescent smile, and the chiseled jaw gives people an inexplicable sense of pride.

And those pupils revealed sincerity.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo olan."

The more he watched it, the more he fell in love with it, Yuanzi couldn't help but reach out and touched Gongsheng's face on the freeze-frame screen.

But the texture is a bit poor.

When he closed his hand again, the finger that touched the screen just now was stained with a thick layer of dust.

......

Someone is watching me.

When the camera turns around, it freezes tightly, and there is no other movement.

Gongsheng also raised his head to look at the camera.

"What's the matter, sir?"

The dishes had just been served, and Xiaolan was cutting off a small piece of beef tenderloin with a western knife, and bringing it to her mouth with a fork.

"It's nothing, I'm just wondering if my best friend will secretly follow you when you have dinner with me, sister."

It should be Sonoko or Shinichi, one of the two.

Gongsheng stopped staring at the camera, and picked up the knife and fork to deal with the oxtail in front of him.

There are also fried rice, grilled saury and grilled octopus on the side.

This is a miscellaneous brand store, not only offering western food, but also offering fried rice and grilled fish.

"Impossible."

Mao Lilan stood up slightly and looked over the entire restaurant.

There are not many people at noon, but most of them are three or four people together. Couples rarely come to this kind of shop.

No fame, no fun.

The place was found by the public, it is very close to the Maori Detective Agency, and there is a noisy mahjong parlor below.

"If you don't want to make a call, senior Yuanzi may be nearby, staring at you, sister."

Kosei knows Suzuki Sonoko and Kudo Shinichi.

But Suzuki Sonoko and Kudo Shinichi don't know Mori Kosei.

And at the moment in the monitoring room of the store, Kosei presumed it was Sonoko Suzuki.

As for why...

"This is a live broadcast, and a criminal case happened just now... (quack quack quack)"

"Oh oh oh! What did I see! What did I see! Sherlock Holmes of Heisei! The famous detective at the end of the century! The savior of the Tokyo police! Shinichi Kudo!!!"

Kudo Shinichi was playing on the live TV next to him.

It's easy to rule out an option.

Gongsheng looked at Mao Lilan in front of him, picked up the flip phone, and dialed the number of a certain young lady.

"Dudududu..."

Then, at a doorway close to the direction of the kitchen, behind the door marking the monitoring room, a cell phone rang.