Maori Kogoro's daily life in the science harem

In comparison, Conan's condition is a bit miserable.

Ever since the end of the Okano Torikara case, he has been unable to recover from his fatigue and even fell into a cold with headache and fever.

Maori judged that this might be because Conan had been overusing his brain for a long time, and the side effects of APTX made his body overwhelmed. So Conan could only stay in bed at home and stay away from the troubles of the case for a while.

During this peaceful time, the Maori family seemed to be living a long-lost "normal" life.

……

On this day, Mao Li was taking a rare leisurely rest in the office, flipping through the latest news.

The sunlight came in through the window, and Xiaolan was cleaning carefully. The broom gently swept across the floor, making a slight sound.

Conan was wearing a mask and looked a little pale. He sat on the sofa tiredly doing his homework, occasionally stopping to rub his temples. It seemed that he had not fully recovered from his cold.

At this moment, the door of the office was pushed open, and a young man dressed in black strode in.

He has dark skin, a confident look, and sharp insight in his eyes.

When the boy saw Mori, he greeted him in a Kansai accent: "Hey, Mr. Mori! I am Hattori Heiji from Kansai. My father has high praise for you!"

Maori put down the newspaper in his hand and was slightly stunned. The young man in front of him was actually Hattori Heiji. This important supporting character appeared without any warning.

He stood up, smiled and shook hands with Hattori Heiji: "It's Hattori Heiji, I've heard a lot about your father, Hattori Heizo, it's a pity that I didn't have the chance to meet him."

Hattori Heiji narrowed his eyes and looked carefully at Mori Kogoro in front of him.

His temperament was somewhat different from what was rumored. He had handsome features and a calm demeanor. He looked nothing like the legendary "useless detective" who was often drunk.

Hattori Heiji stroked his chin, and with the youthful vigor and enthusiasm, he said with a smile: "Everyone says that Mr. Mori is the savior of Tokyo and the symbol of peace, but looking at you in person, you are more like a big star!"

"Isn't this better?" Mao Li smiled, his tone relaxed, "This way, the criminal won't be too defensive against me."

Hattori Heiji nodded quickly, obviously agreeing with Maori's answer: "Hahaha, Mr. Maori, you are amazing! I have heard that you are not only famous, but also really good at solving cases. I am not disappointed to meet you today!"

At this time, Xiaolan came over with a tray of tea, and placed the cups on the table with a smile: "Please have some tea."

When Hattori Heiji saw Xiaolan, he suddenly seemed to have thought of something, his eyes lit up, and he stood up suddenly: "Ah, I know! You are the girlfriend of that guy Kudo Shinichi, right? Tell me where he is! I have something to do with him!"

Conan, who was sitting on the sofa, suddenly felt his heart tighten, and he almost dropped the pen in his hand, thinking to himself that something was wrong.

This guy mentioned Kudo Shinichi as soon as he came, and he was so straightforward. Now we are in trouble!

However, Xiaolan said angrily: "I am not Kudo Shinichi's girlfriend! He and I are just friends who grew up together."

Hattori Heiji was stunned, obviously a little surprised by this answer: "Huh? But I just went to Beihua High School, and a female classmate with short hair told me this. I didn't expect it was a misunderstanding, sorry."

Xiaolan reacted, frowned, and immediately guessed that Sonoko was talking nonsense.

She gritted her teeth, clenched her fists, and thought to herself: "Next time I see Yuanzi, I must teach her a lesson!"

She was worried that her father might also misunderstand her, and she couldn't help but secretly glance at Maori.

At this time, Maori glanced at the nervous Conan with a half-smile, then turned to Hattori Heiji and asked calmly: "What do you want to talk to Kudo Shinichi about?"

Hattori Heiji raised his eyebrows and explained, "In the circle of high school detectives, I, Hattori Heiji in the west, and Kudo Shinichi in the east are all quite famous. But recently Kudo suddenly disappeared, and some people even said that he is dead. But I don't believe it, so I came here in person to see what happened to him."

"Yeah……"

Only then did Xiaolan realize that Kudo Shinichi had not appeared for a long time.

Although she had no feelings for Kudo Shinichi, they were friends who grew up together after all, and her sudden disappearance did make her sad.

She quickly turned to look at Maori, thinking that her father must know something.

Mao Li said calmly: "Kudo Shinichi is indeed investigating a complicated case recently. He will contact me separately. Don't worry, he is still alive and fine."

Xiaolan breathed a sigh of relief. Although she was still curious about where Kudo Shinichi had gone, she felt a little more at ease after hearing what her father said.

Hattori Heiji nodded, a smile on his face: "That's good, it seems that this kid didn't disappoint me. However, I still have to meet him and confirm it in person before I can rest assured."

"That's a pity. You won't be able to see him recently." Maori shrugged with a relaxed expression.

Hattori Heiji was not discouraged when he heard this. He smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. Anyway, I have a holiday now. I will wait here. I will meet him one day. I have to meet my opponent."

Xiaolan was very curious about this and couldn't help asking, "Hattori-kun, why are you so interested in Kudo Shinichi? If we compare reasoning ability, isn't my father better?"

Chapter 272 The Diplomat Case

When Hattori Heiji heard Xiaolan's question, a blush immediately appeared on his face. He blushed a little embarrassedly and said, "Of course, I know that Uncle Maori is very powerful! So, I want to challenge the weaker Kudo Shinichi first. Is there any problem with that?"

Xiaolan blinked, and seemed to think that there was nothing wrong with Hattori's logic, so she nodded: "So that's how it is, then it's okay."

As expected, Dad is the most powerful, so there is nothing wrong with him challenging the weaker Kudo Shinichi first.

When Maori saw this scene, he couldn't help laughing. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and he glanced at Conan who was unconvinced.

Obviously, in the eyes of outsiders, he is indeed more powerful than Kudo Shinichi. This makes him feel even happier.

Conan looked depressed, and he was speechless. He finally defended himself sullenly: "Brother Shinichi is also very powerful! He is not weaker than Uncle Maori!"

Hattori Heiji looked down at Conan who was wearing a mask, laughed, and reached out to rub Conan's head: "Kid, what do you know! My dad said that Uncle Mori's reasoning level may be better than his. How can that guy Kudo Shinichi compare to Uncle Mori?"

He grinned and continued, "I guess that kid can't beat me!"

Hattori Heiji's confidence made Conan even more annoyed, but he was powerless to refute it.

He crossed his arms and sulked, but he had to suppress his depression deep in his heart. After all, his current identity prevented him from publicly defending himself.

Hattori Heiji noticed Conan's cold and smiled, patted his backpack and said, "Kid, you look like this, I have a special medicine here, it's the most effective for treating colds!"

After saying that, he put his heavy backpack on the ground, rummaged around for a while, pulled out a bottle of strange-looking liquid, poured a small cup and handed it to Conan.

Seeing this, Conan didn't think much about it. He felt that Hattori Heiji must have a basis for what he said, so he gulped down the liquid.

He didn't feel anything at first, but soon he felt a heat wave rushing from his throat to his forehead, and he began to feel dizzy, and the alcohol suddenly surged up.

"Sister Xiaolan..."

He cried out weakly and tried to stand up shakily, but fell back onto the sofa with unsteady steps.

Maori and Hattori Heiji both looked at the dizzy Conan. Xiaolan noticed the abnormality at the first time, walked over anxiously, squatted down and asked: "Conan, what's wrong with you?"

She raised her head and looked at Hattori Heiji in confusion: "Hattori-kun, what did you give Conan to drink?"

Hattori laughed and turned the bottle in his hand to reveal the label: "Mysterious drink from the East - Lao Bai Gan!"

Xiaolan was stunned and exclaimed: "Isn't this just high-concentration liquor!"

She reacted instantly, and while busy looking for water for Conan, she complained: "How can you give white wine to a child? It's fatal!"

Conan leaned on the sofa, his eyes blurry, his face flushed, he was so dizzy that he didn't know where he was, and he murmured: "I... I'm not drunk..."

At this time, Mao Li took the bottle from Hattori with great interest and looked at it with appreciation: "Good stuff! Come, let's drink some!"

Hattori was not to be outdone and laughed even louder: "That's right! Uncle Maori, this is top quality! Let's taste it together!"

Just as the two were about to sit down for a drink, the door of the agency was suddenly pushed open, and a woman's voice came from the door: "How long do you want me to ring the doorbell before I can answer it? Isn't this a detective agency?!"

Maori and Hattori looked up at the same time and saw a woman with a strong aura standing at the door, with a hint of dissatisfaction and pickyness in her eyes.

The woman in her 50s wore a dark cape and looked calm and composed, as if every step she took revealed the majesty of a person who had been in a high position for a long time. She took off her cape without waiting for anyone to greet her, and casually put it on the back of a chair beside her. Then she walked straight towards the sofa, completely ignoring the gazes of Mao Li and others.

"Detective Maori, it's really rare to see you!" She looked around with a slightly impatient tone, her eyes quickly swept across the office's furnishings, and then glanced at the watch on her wrist, obviously a little anxious.

Mao Li guessed the lady's origin from her aura, and when he was about to greet her, the woman spoke: "My name is Tsujimura Kimie, and I'm the wife of a diplomat."

She introduced herself, paused, and glanced at Ran who was cleaning and Hattori Heiji who looked puzzled, "I came here this time for a personal commission."

Mao Li raised his eyebrows slightly, sat up a little straighter, and showed an attitude of listening carefully: "Please go ahead."

Tsujimura Kimie squeezed the bag in his hand tightly, his eyes became serious, "I have a daughter-in-law named Tatsumura Sachiko. I always feel that something is wrong with her recently. She has been married into our family for a short time, and she behaves too perfectly in every way. She doesn't seem like someone who lives a simple life. I suspect that her purpose of marrying into our family is not pure, and I would like to ask Mr. Maori to help investigate."

"Tsujimura Kimie...diplomat?"

When Mao Li heard the name, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. Then he recalled a person in his mind and asked tentatively: "Excuse me, who is Tsujimura Isao to you?"

Tsujimura Kimie was a little surprised and was slightly stunned, then nodded and replied: "He is my husband, how come you know him?"

Mao Li smiled and said, "Of course I know him. Mr. Tsujimura is a famous diplomat. Since we are acquaintances, we won't waste any more time. Why don't we go directly to your house and take a look at the situation?"

Tsujimura Kimie's frown relaxed slightly, and he quickly thanked him, "That's great, we really can't delay this."

Hattori Heiji then interrupted and said, "In that case, I'd like to go and see it too. I still have some free time in Tokyo anyway."

Mao Li heard this, looked at Hattori Heiji, and said with a smile: "Alright, it's a good opportunity for me to see the ability of the high school detectives in Kansai."

Hattori Heiji smiled heartily and said confidently: "Uncle Maori, let's wait and see!"

……

Maori and his group soon arrived at Tsujimura's house.

This is an elegant mansion. Standing at the door is a butler in a black suit. He has neat short hair and a serious face. He greets his neighbors briefly.

Seeing everyone approaching, the butler hurried forward and bowed slightly to greet them.

"This is Koike Fumio, our family's old butler." Tsujimura Kimie introduced briefly, and then asked directly: "Where is the master?"

Koike Fumio remained calm and answered respectfully, "The master has been in the study on the second floor since the whole afternoon and has not come out."

Chapter 273: Mao Li is still more powerful

The few of them walked through the long corridor and just as they reached the stairs, the door suddenly opened, and Tsujimura Kimie's stepson Tsujimura Takayoshi and his beautiful wife Tsujimura Sachiko walked out.

Sachiko Tsujimura greeted everyone with a smile, especially when she saw Mori, she seemed particularly excited, and her words could not hide her admiration for Mori.

Hattori Heiji secretly glanced at the target of the commission and muttered to himself: "This Tsujimura Sachiko looks gentle and kind, and she doesn't look like a problematic person at all."

The crowd continued to walk upstairs, and when they passed the corner of the stairs, an elderly man suddenly appeared in their sight.

The old man had a wrinkled face and was proudly holding a painting in his hand to show them.

The painting shows a lifelike fish. The old man has a bright smile and is obviously very proud of his work.

"This is my husband's father, Toshimitsu Tsujimura."

As Kimie Tsujimura introduced, a hint of helplessness flashed across her eyes. It was obvious that she was a little annoyed by this father-in-law who liked to show off.

After greeting each other, they finally walked to the study on the second floor.

Tsujimura Kimie reached out to push the door and found it was locked.

She pulled the key from her pocket and quickly opened the door.

As soon as the door opened, a strong opera sound came out, so loud that it seemed to surround everyone in an instant.

Everyone was startled by the sudden sound.

"The soundproofing is really good. I can't hear anything at all standing outside the door."

Hattori Heiji sighed.

In the room, Tsujimura Isao, the fat diplomat, was leaning on a chair behind the desk, his chin resting on his hands, as if he was asleep.

Kimie Tsujimura walked forward and prepared to wake her husband.

She gently pushed his shoulder, but unexpectedly, Tsujimura Isao's body suddenly fell limply and slid straight to the side of the chair.

Tsujimura Kimie panicked and took a step back: "Husband, what's wrong with you?"

Maori and Hattori Heiji rushed over immediately. Hattori Heiji squatted down and sniffed Tsujimura Isao's breath, his face suddenly darkened: "He... is dead."

Hattori Heiji carefully observed Tsujimura Isao's face and found that his lips were gradually turning purple, as if he had been poisoned.

Maori frowned and looked around the room. The sound of opera was still deafening in his ears, as if sounding the death knell for this tragic moment.

……

Inspector Megure and his men quickly rushed to the scene. When he saw Maori, the corners of the inspector's mouth twitched slightly, and he couldn't help but teasing: "Brother Maori, it's rare to have peace for a week. How come there is another case when you show up?"

Mao Li shrugged his shoulders and said with a helpless smile: "I don't know either. Maybe this is fate's arrangement."

Inspector Megure approached the body and found a strange young man carefully examining the body. He frowned slightly and showed some displeasure: "Who are you?"

Hattori Heiji stood up and introduced himself politely: "I am Hattori Heiji, from Osaka. My father admires Mr. Mori very much, so he came here to visit."

Inspector Megure suddenly realized what was going on and his eyes widened in surprise: "Ah, you are the son of the Chief of the Osaka Prefectural Police Headquarters, Superintendent Hattori Heizo!"

As an old member of the police system, Inspector Megure is naturally well aware of Hattori Heizo's status, as he is one of the top executives in the police force.

The person standing in front of him now is the well-known "second-generation official" in the police force.