The Strongest Conan Mori Kogoro

Chapter 0002: Female Idol Yoko Okino

This is not simple, Conan has watched seven or eight hundred episodes I don’t know how many times, give me the theatrical version of me can also perfectly solve it for you.

Maori Kogoro instantly swelled.

Little V spoke again: remind the host that there are differences between reality and the anime world, and the perpetrators of crimes will be different, please take the host seriously.

Hearing this, Kogoro suddenly woke up, and sure enough, there was no lunch in the world for nothing.

After taking a bath, Maori Kogoro walked out wrapped in a bath towel on his lower body, and he had red scratches on his back.

This Maori detective office is located in 39 Five-chome, Yonehana Town, Yonaka City, Tokyo, not too remote, not too prosperous, it is an ordinary residential area, and Kudo Shin’s second chome is just a few streets away, this has three floors, the first floor is a coffee shop, the second floor is the office area, and the third floor is where Maori father and daughter live.

The apartment has been built for decades, so the office and the three-story house are a bit old, but still passable.

Maori Kogoro walked out of the bathroom and came to the living room, he looked at the clock, it was already past ten o’clock in the morning, and Maori Lan’s door was still closed.

According to memory, Xiaolan should usually wake up at seven o’clock in the morning, and then busy with breakfast, and go to school after breakfast, but now there is no breakfast at the dinner table, and Xiaolan has not woken up yet.

This is not right, even if it is a Sunday, Xiaolan does not have the habit of getting up late.

Kogoro frowned, then walked to Xiaoran’s room and opened the door.

There was an alarming heat coming from inside the room, and Maori Lan on the bed instantly woke up, with an unhealthy blush on his face.

Xiaoran saw Maori Kogoro: “Dad…”

Maori Kogoro hurriedly stepped forward, reached out and touched it, Xiaolan’s forehead was full of hot sweat, the temperature was also very high, Xiaogoro’s concern was overflowing: “Xiaolan, you have a fever like this, why don’t you speak, such an adult, still won’t take care of yourself, go, let’s go to the hospital.” ”

“No, no need, Dad, I don’t have to go to the hospital, I already took my medicine last night, just sweat a little more, isn’t that what Dad taught me?” Mao Lilan blinked his big eyes, clutched the quilt tightly with both hands, and didn’t even think about it.

Looking at Xiaolan’s appearance of sworn death, Xiaogoro estimated that he could not pull the sick Xiaolan, so he could only sigh.

Maori Kogoro has the mind to observe his daughter, the heroine in the anime, even if she changes from the second dimension to the third dimension, Xiaoran is still so beautiful, fair skin, and her big eyes are still so innocent, completely representative of Japanese gentle women.

It’s just that even lying on the bed, sweat stained with hair, the alluring style makes Maori Kogoro a little moved, but when he thinks that this is his own daughter, he is a little discouraged.

Maori Kogoro turned on the heater, for fear of freezing his baby daughter, and then said gently: “Okay then, Xiaolan, you have a good rest, I’ll go out and cook for you.” ”

“Dad, let me come.” Ran struggled to get up, but was pressed down by Kogoro.

Just as Xiao Goro pressed his hands on Xiao Lan’s shoulders, Xiao Lan’s body trembled uncontrollably.

“Well-behaved, obedient.”

Kogoro walked out of the room and into the kitchen.

Japan is an extremely macho country, and Maori Kogoro in the original book has not cooked half a meal since he married Concubine Hideri, and the three meals after separation are made by Xiaolan, so Maori Kogoro, who basically walked according to the script before the memory awakened, did not have the slightest memory related to cooking.

However, the cooking skills of Maori Kogoro who crossed over are not bad, after all, he is a foodie, so he naturally still cooks.

Open the refrigerator, cook the porridge with rice, add vegetables and meat, and soon a genuine Cantonese assorted porridge is cooked, and the whole room is fragrant.

Maori Kogoro scooped out a piece of assorted porridge, brought it to Xiaolan, and left.

After solving his internal organs, Maori dressed and went down to the office below.

Xiaolan was still sweating, looking at the colorful and fragrant assorted porridge on the cabinet next to her, her big watery eyes were full of surprise, she picked up the spoon and tasted it gently, suddenly full of surprise, and couldn’t help but have an appetite.

“How could Dad make such delicious porridge, I thought it was instant noodles.”

Xiaolan, who drank the porridge, was in better spirits, but there seemed to be a hint of gloom in her eyes, holding her slender thighs with her hands, and muttering in her mouth: “Mom…”

The color of the office is gray lead, it looks extremely old-fashioned, it has entered the new century, this office is still retro, Kogoro can’t help frowning, he has been poor for a long time, and he has no money left for decoration.

Kogoro lay on the sofa and casually turned on the TV, which was a desktop TV from the last century, and the news was constantly playing on the TV.

Kogoro pinched his right beard, constantly absorbing the information on the TV, and secretly said in his heart: Little Ghost Head Conan has not yet appeared, and I don’t know when it is, but according to memory, Xiaolan has also begun to enter the second year of high school, that is, the plot will begin soon.

When he thought of Conan, Kogoro couldn’t help but feel angry, he is not the confused detective in the original work, in the original book, this Conan also bathed with Xiaolan, no, isn’t this leading wolves into the room?

It’s not good at all to let this little ghost head in, and he still has to shoot me anesthetic every day, and it’s almost the same as gray plain mourning.

But if Conan is not allowed to live in, the plot will definitely collapse into chaos, and the advantage of being a prophet will be gone.

Annoying, okay, let this little devil head live in then, but you have to adjust it first.

Kogoro was thinking about how to concoct Conan when he heard the doorbell ring: Ding-dong, ding-dong.

Business came to the door.

The door opened, and I saw a man and a woman walking in, the man was of medium stature and mediocre in appearance, and he couldn’t recognize it when he threw it into the sea of people.

The woman behind her was wearing a pink trench coat, revealing her graceful figure, holding a hat in her right hand, and her huge sunglasses covered the small half of her face, and she looked around cautiously from time to time.

“Please come in.”

According to Kogoro’s eyes, this woman is dressed well, the clothes are very elegant, obviously a rich woman, and Kogoro can’t help but smile a little more.

“Oh, no, the outline of this face is extremely familiar.”

Kogoro turned to look at the poster on the wall, which looked exactly the same, this was Miss Yoko Okino.