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"That's not true." Xiaolan crossed her arms, turned her head and said, "There are no demons and ghosts in this world!"

The more people are afraid of ghosts and ghosts, the more they emphasize this. This is not only pretending that they are not afraid of the people around them, but also deceiving themselves.

Even if there are monsters, they were conjured up by the evil Mr. Martin to scare me that day!

"Not necessarily, little girl." An old man's voice came from next to him. He was the one who arrived earlier than them.

In the store, the old man who was already enjoying ramen said: "Maybe there really are ghosts in this world."

Martin's eyes lit up, he got up and ran to sit next to the old man: "So the old man has really seen a ghost?"

"Yes." The old man smiled sinisterly: "And I'm living in the same apartment as the ghost, do you want to come and see?"

The essence of ramen is soup, and the noodles cook quickly. Martin was about to ask the old man a few more words, and their noodles were ready.

In addition to the light salt ramen for Mori Lan, Mori Kogoro ordered three bowls of soy sauce tonkotsu ramen.

"It looks good, just looking at it makes me hungry." Martin, who quickly dropped the old man and ran back to his seat, expressed his thoughts, but frowned after picking up the disposable chopsticks beside him.

Then his eyes lit up, and he took out the 'stick holder' - chopsticks holder from his arms.

While Japanese chopsticks with pointed ends are not as easy to handle, they are better than short, thin disposable chopsticks.

Mori Kogoro caught a glimpse: "You brought your own chopsticks? Lend me a pair."

After handing a pair to Mori Kogoro, Martin also handed a pair to Mori Ran and Conan.

Conan looked at the chopsticks in his hand, and suddenly realized that the pattern of the chopsticks looked familiar. They were the same type of chopsticks from Dr. A Li's house—clearly they were the chopsticks from the doctor's house.

Just as he was talking, Martin's phone rang: "Hello? This is Martin."

"Martin, the chopsticks at home are missing, do you have any idea?" Dr. A Li's voice came with resentment.

"Well..." Martin looked at the chopstick holder at hand: "I picked it up as a wonderful tool for fortune-telling. Doctor, you can eat it with a spoon tonight."

Dr. A Li's voice became even more bitter: "But the noodles for dinner are already cooked."

"I take the chopsticks first, and cook the noodles later." Martin began to force his words: "So it is the responsibility of the person who cooked the noodles without checking the chopsticks, that's it."

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"... That's it." Dr. A Li held the phone in his hand and had hung up the phone, looking at Hui Yuanai who was cooking on a small bench in the kitchen: "That's what Martin said."

Hui Yuan, who was chopping vegetables, let out a sigh, with a gloomy face, and cut down the kitchen knife vigorously. 'Slap' cut a cucumber into two sections.

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The first thing that catches the eye is the thick side dishes, three or two slices of fried pork, seaweed, green onion, half a boiled egg, and the rest are piled high with bean sprouts.With some difficulty, Martin pulled out the noodles from under the dish. The noodles were springy and chewy, which complemented the rich soup base.Each noodle absorbs the broth perfectly, making every bite full of deliciousness.

Pork bone soup base is almost the soul of Japanese ramen.After a long time of cooking, the soup base is thick and rich in taste.The rich taste of pork bones can be felt in every bite, and this taste combines with the salty aroma of soy sauce to form a unique flavor.Take a sip, the taste of the soup base is very smooth, the lips and teeth are fragrant, intoxicating.

Mori Kogoro, as an 'old-school Edo samurai', made a siuuuuuuuuu sound as the heroic storm sucked in.

Soon he finished the noodles and most of the dishes.In order to prevent the noodles from absorbing too much soup and being soaked soft, ramen intentionally cooks only a small amount of noodles at a time, and then add them after eating, which is called 'Tai Yu'.

"Maori, is it still the same?"

"That's right, please." Mori Kogoro handed the bowl to the shop owner, who saw that the shop owner did not add noodles, but opened the rice cooker and weighed a large spoonful of rice into it, and sprinkled some crushed seaweed.

Under Martin's ghostly gaze, Mori Kogoro mixed the rice and the remaining ramen soup evenly, and ate happily.Sensing Martin's gaze, Mori Kogoro looked over: "This is the soulful way to eat ramen! How about you try it too?"

"It's enough for me to enjoy the ramen's body, and let the soul go to reincarnation." Martin rejected Mori Kogoro's proposal: "Boss, please give me the jade."

Seeing Kogoro Mori and Martin eating with gusto, Mori Ran asked, "Why am I the only Shio Ramen?"

Mori Kogoro ordered three bowls of soy sauce tonkotsu ramen and one bowl of shio ramen.

Although they are all ramen and the price is the same, it feels strange to see that only their own ramen is different.

Martin leaned over and covered the side of his mouth with his left hand, seemingly whispering but everyone could hear him: "That's right, Xiao Lan, you are isolated."

"Eating can't stop your mouth." Kogoro Mori was used to beating Conan, subconsciously wanted to hit Martin's head with chopsticks, and stretched out his hand halfway before realizing that this was not his child.Or explain to Xiaolan first: "Aren't you afraid that you will say that the tonkotsu ramen is too greasy?"

The last time Mori Kogoro took Xiaolan out to eat ramen was a few years ago. What I remember more clearly is that the child’s mother once ate ramen and complained that the tonkotsu noodles were too greasy. She only ate chicken soup ramen or salt Flavor ramen.

"That's what I said, but I see that your food is delicious, but I'm curious about the taste of tonkotsu ramen." Xiaolan accepted Mouri Kogoro's explanation, but still whispered.

Conan suddenly looked at Martin through Xiaolan vigilantly: "With this guy's morality, he won't have another feeding scene, right?"

"Sister Xiaolan, I can't finish a bowl of ramen, so I'll give you half." Before Mao Lilan could accept or refuse,

Absolutely, Conan pushed and gave up half of his bowl of noodles, then jumped off the stool with a grin on his face, and limped to the old man who had not left yet: "Grandpa, what the hell did you say just now?" What's going on."

Judging by his appearance, it's really hard to tell whether it's more urgent to meet Xiaolan or to satisfy curiosity.

The old man looked at Conan, and then at the fortune-telling banner that Conan was leaning on when he came in and was now put aside: "Little friend, can you still drive away ghosts?"

"I... (I don't know, this flag belongs to brother Martin, he is a Taoist priest who can exorcise ghosts.)"

Before Conan could say what he wanted to say, Martin overshadowed him: "My senior brother is lacking in calculations, and his iron legs are clever. Although he is short, he has profound skills."

Next to him, Kogoro Mori didn't get into shape: "Yes, this kid with glasses is amazing."

If the object of the booing is Conan, Mao Lilan doesn't mind joining in, smiling like a flower: "That's right, that's right~!"

Although the combination in front of me is unreliable: the old man still told Conan about him, it would be better to say that he is willing to chat with the children, regardless of whether they can solve their own problems.

Here, a small TV hanging on the roof in the ramen shop is broadcasting the TV screen of the horse race. Mori Kogoro felt itchy again, pointing to the race and asked Martin: "Can you really calculate the result of the race? Just this one. "

"This game is no problem, because even if we know the result of the game now, we don't have time to do anything. It's just to know the answer a little earlier, and it won't bear too much cause and effect." Martin said, and then took out his clothes from his arms The tortoise shell of the copper coin shook, and the three copper coins landed on the table and twirled around.

"Fengtian small animals, keep them ready to grow. The champion is a horse that has been recharged for a period of time."

Mori Kogoro glanced at the TV screen: "Then you're talking about No. [-] 'Loyal Warrior', but it's only No. [-] now."

"Ze Shui is trapped and finds a solution in a difficult situation. No.2 is a horse whose performance has not been satisfactory for a long time in the past."

"Are you talking about No. 2 'Elite Master'? It is already three and a half years old, and its first three races were really bad, but this time it performed supernormally, and now it has run to No.[-]."

At this time, Martin's noodles were cooked and added to the bowl. Martin held the tortoise shell in his left hand, and swept the copper coins on the table into the tortoise shell like a dice master.

Eating noodles with his right hand and shaking copper coins with his left hand, he uttered a vague voice: "Work is the sky, and the dragon lies in the abyss. An ever-victorious general chose self-cultivation tactics this time, so he ran to the third place."

"That's No.4's 'Hao Kuai Di Wang' now... Hey! Why didn't the No. [-] horse who was running the first place not make the top three?" Mori Kogoro discovered the blind spot.

"(Indistinct) Let me see... the water and fire are in full swing, and the prosperity is about to decline. It seems that the No. [-] horse has fallen ahead of schedule in the fake race."

"Isn't it? Last time it was a match-fixing race!" Kogoro Mori had just complained when he saw that the No. [-] horse, who had been in the leading position on TV, suddenly slowed down.

Immediately afterwards, the No. [-] horse 'Loyal Warrior' who was hanging in the third place rushed to catch up and overtook 'Elite Master' before crossing the line.

Hao Kuai Emperor also logically ran No.3.

Mori Kogoro couldn't close his jaw, he opened his mouth to watch the game results on TV, and made a sound like a hen crowing in his throat.

"Martin!" Mori Kogoro hugged his arm affectionately: "Please help me calculate another game tomorrow, please!"

Can be accurate to this level, you can win the Wanma Coupon!

"Uncle, as I said before, my fee must be several times the prize money of the game, which is not worth it."

"You see our relationship is so good, Martin, can't you give Uncle a little cheaper, a [-]% discount?"

"Huh? Are we on good terms?"

"When I heard that something happened to you, I ran to the Metropolitan Police Department to rescue you as soon as possible. Isn't this called a relationship?"

"But uncle, didn't you come here to laugh at me for the first time, and then took my dog ​​away?"

A conversation that took place not long ago has now been reversed.

"Aren't you Xiaolan's good friend? Don't be so unfeeling to me!"

"Father!" Mao Lilan complained with her hands on her hips, "Don't drag me into it."

Martin blinked, his expression suddenly became sly, and he pointed to his cheek: "Well, let Xiaolan kiss me, and I will calculate the results of tomorrow's horse race for you."

As for whether the result calculated today will be accurate tomorrow, Martin can't guarantee it.

Mori Kogoro subconsciously crossed Martin's shoulders, glanced at Xiaolan behind Martin, looked at her kind, dark smile, and shrank his neck: "Do you want Xiaolan to kiss you or do you want to kiss you?" Watch me get beaten?"

"The latter," Martin replied.

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"Hey, Uncle Kogoro, let's go to this grandpa's house to see if it's okay."

After everyone finished eating, Conan grabbed Kogoro Mori's arm and said, "This grandpa said there are ghosts in his house!"

"What's so interesting about ghosts?" Mori Kogoro, who was thinking about how to get Martin to count a ten thousand horse coupon for himself, naturally had no interest in Conan's words.

"But didn't uncle say that there are no ghosts in this world?" Conan insisted, "Why don't we go to this grandpa's house and take a look, as a famous detective, uncle must be able to solve the mystery? Brother Martin can catch ghosts!"

As for whether Martin will go or not, Conan doesn't need to ask at all, this guy will go wherever he has fun, as a Taoist priest, it is impossible to let go of the opportunity to visit the haunted house.

If someone pretends to be a ghost, the famous detective Mori Kogoro (me) will expose it, and if there are real monsters, the Taoist Martin will subdue them. Our combination is really too powerful.

"Are there any ghosts in this world..." Mori Kogoro looked at Martin, and hesitantly drew a long voice. Ten minutes ago he could have said with certainty that there were absolutely no ghosts, but after Martin showed him a trick, Mori Kogoro Not so confident.

"No ghosts! Absolutely no ghosts!" Mao Lilan said loudly suddenly and firmly. After all, only by firming up the world view that there are no ghosts in the world can he keep himself as free from fear as possible.If you think there are ghosts in the world, how can you prove that there is no ghost sticking out its long tongue lying behind you.

Conan looked at Mao Lilan with a complicated expression on his face. Mao Lilan had never experienced the Masked Superman battle in a department store, so he had no real sense of Martin's ability and the possibility of joint summoning.If we say that before today... before yesterday, there may have been no ghosts in this world, but in the two days since Martin transformed into a headless horseman and a Taoist priest, it's hard to say.

Kogoro Mouri thought for a while, and rolled his eyes: "Martin, why don't we make a bet on whether the old gentleman's house is a real ghost or a fake ghost. If I can prove that it was someone pretending to be a ghost or some kind of If it is a natural phenomenon, you can help me calculate the horse race numbers again."

"Then if I catch the real ghost, let Xiaolan..." Martin draws a long tone: You just act like being beaten by Xiaolan?

"Hey, don't bring Xiaolan into the game between us." Mori Kogoro said awkwardly: "How about my detective Mori Kogoro help you with a commission."

Conan: Hey, didn't that drag me in?

Martin was still not satisfied: "Uncle Xiaogoro, how does your average commission fee for one commission compare to one ten thousand horse coupon?"

In fact, Mori Kogoro also took over large orders with relatively high commission fees, but compared with the huge base of usually looking for cats and dogs to catch affairs and other small cases, it is really incomparable with Wanma Coupons.

"Hey, that's five commissions."

"Deal~" (ω