Maori Kogoro's daily life in the science harem

Xiaolan quickly waved her hands and explained: "Senior, you misunderstood. Kudo Shinichi and I have nothing to do with each other. These are all rumors made up by others!"

"Is that right?"

Asami Uchida looked at her suspiciously, but when she saw Xiaolan's firm expression, she finally nodded slightly, and the expression on her face relaxed a little.

"That's good."

She smiled faintly, then suddenly a blush appeared on her face, and she said shyly: "By the way, Xiaolan, I must invite Mr. Maori to my birthday party, please."

"Yes - I definitely will!" Xiaolan answered with a sweet smile, looking at Uchida Asami's back as she left, with a hint of complicated emotions in her eyes.

After Uchida Asami walked away, Toyama Kazuha quietly came over and whispered, "Hey, Xiaolan, your senior sister doesn't like Uncle Maori, does she?"

"I guess so..."

Xiaolan sighed helplessly, but with a bit of helpless pride, "Dad is so outstanding, it's normal for girls to be fascinated by him."

At this point, she patted her face gently, took a deep breath, and her eyes rekindled her fighting spirit: "That's why I have to work harder! Only by becoming a better person can I be worthy of being by my father's side and protecting him!"

"Come on, He Ye, keep practicing!"

"Okay!" Yuanshan Heye agreed readily. The two of them re-positioned themselves and entered combat mode again.

Chapter 330: Villa Birthday Party

Kogoro Mouri followed Ran, Conan, Hattori Heiji, and Toyama Kazuha, a group of five, and slowly drove into the winding road in the mountains.

The car drove on the undulating road for nearly half an hour and finally arrived at the destination - Asami Uchida's birthday party venue, a luxurious villa standing on the mountainside.

The outline of the villa appears particularly clear in the moonlight, and warm lights shine through its classical style and spacious courtyard.

Maori Kogoro stood at the door, looking up at the villa, and couldn't help but sigh: "What a nice place, this girl's family is not bad either."

"Right, Dad?"

Xiaolan looked at her father with a smile and gently pulled his sleeve. "Senior sister has been an exceptional person since she was young. This is her family's holiday villa in the mountains. Few people come here!"

"Then I am actually a little flattered."

Kogoro Mouri responded with a smile and pushed open the heavy wooden door.

As soon as the door opened, Uchida Asami came in. She was wearing a lavender dress, had a slim figure, and her long hair fell over her shoulders. She exuded a soft and elegant temperament.

When she saw Kogoro Mori, her eyes suddenly lit up, her face flushed with excitement, and her eyes were full of excitement.

"Mr. Maori! You're really here!"

Uchida Asami almost trotted over to greet them, her tone filled with undisguised joy, "I, I thought you would be too busy to come... I didn't expect you to actually come!"

"Since she is Lan's senior, I naturally have to give her face."

Maori Kogoro smiled heartily, raised his hand and shook hands with Uchida Asami, his smile was free and unrestrained, "What's more, Miss Uchida is such a beautiful lady!"

Uchida Asami felt Mori's intimate gesture and was a little stunned.

After she was stunned for a few seconds, the blush on her face deepened, with a bit of shyness in her eyes, she lowered her head slightly, and her tone was faintly sweet: "Thank you, Mr. Maori..."

When Xiaolan saw her senior's look, she couldn't help but smile helplessly.

It seems that the senior’s admiration and longing for my father is really obvious, she is totally a little fangirl!

Conan stood aside, silently observing all this, his mouth twitching, and sighing inwardly - how on earth could this middle-aged uncle Maori Kogoro attract so many women? I really don't understand the brain circuits of these women...

"Cough cough!" Just as Uchida Asami was greeting everyone enthusiastically, a few light coughs were heard in the hall of the villa.

Maori turned around and saw that there were already five people sitting in the hall - they were sitting around a classic and spacious long table.

The table was filled with exquisite pastries and drinks, and the overall atmosphere was elegant and bookish.

"They are my classmates in the Faculty of Literature at university. They came here tonight to celebrate my birthday."

Uchida Asami gently pointed at them and introduced them to Maori, "They also write mystery novels. They are all members of the Literature Department's Mystery Research Society. Everyone wants to meet Mr. Maori!"

The first person to stand up was a young man with glasses and short hair, wearing a well-fitting casual suit and a charming smile on his face.

He bowed slightly to Maori and said reservedly, "Hello, Mr. Maori. I am Sawai Manabu, the director of the Literature Department's Mystery Research Society. It's an honor to meet you."

"Hello, Sawai-kun."

Maori smiled and nodded.

The next person to stand up was a tall woman with short hair wearing a red dress. She had an intellectual beauty and clear and sharp eyes: "I am Hayasaka Tomoko, the vice president of the Reasoning Research Association. It is a rare opportunity to be in the same room with you today."

"Oh, no need to be so formal."

Maori smiled and waved.

Then, the third person to stand up was a thin man wearing black-framed glasses.

His expression was a little stiff, and his voice was trembling: "My name is Morimoto Yoshinobu, and I am an ordinary member of the Reasoning Research Society... Mr. Maori, hello..."

"Nice to meet you, Morimoto-kun."

Maori responded with a smile, a hint of encouragement in his eyes.

The last to stand up were a young man and woman. The girl was a cute girl with short hair, and the boy was a slightly thin young man.

"I'm Chinatsu Miyazaki!" the short-haired girl introduced with full energy.

"I'm Noguchi Shibahisa..." The young man seemed a little shy, but still nodded politely.

"Hello, there are so many talented people here today."

Maori joked with a smile, but noticed that among the five people, only Sawai Manabu's smile seemed to reveal something wrong.

Sure enough, Sawai Manabu's expression looked a little subtle.

He did not show obvious respect like the others did. Instead, he said in a somewhat sarcastic tone, "As expected of the great detective Maori Kogoro, you came to our party and brought so many people with you. Are you trying to intimidate our mystery research club?"

As soon as the words fell, the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became slightly tense.

Xiaolan frowned, seeming somewhat dissatisfied with the other party's attitude, but before she could speak, Maori had already smiled indifferently.

"Oh, how come?"

Mao Li shrugged his shoulders, looking relaxed. "I am just accompanying my daughter and friends to the party. The Reasoning Research Society is a place where talented people gather. I dare not show off my skills in front of you."

"what……"

Sawai Manabu snorted coldly, as if he was unwilling to give up.

"Hey, don't you know me?"

Hattori Heiji, who had been watching the fun from the side, suddenly interrupted with a confident expression, "I am a high school detective from Kansai - Hattori Heiji!"

However, just as he finished speaking, Yuanshan Heye couldn't help but roll her eyes while holding Xiaolan's arm, and said bluntly: "Everyone knows Uncle Maori, how could they know you?"

Hattori Heiji's face suddenly froze and he scratched his hair helplessly, while Conan stood beside him, covering his mouth and laughing.

"Hahaha, alright, alright, stop messing around."

Maori nodded in praise to Hattori Heiji. He was not here to argue. It was normal for some people to like him and some to dislike him.

After all, there will always be haters, so don’t worry too much about it.

Mao Liqi smiled and tried to smooth things over, then nodded to Uchida Sake Asami and the members of the Reasoning Research Society, "Tonight is Ms. Uchida's birthday party, let's just have fun together!"

His hearty laughter and nonchalant attitude seemed to ease the tense atmosphere. Hayasaka Tomoko and the others looked at each other and nodded. Only Sawai Manabu stood aside, his face still gloomy, and no one knew what he was thinking.

But no matter what, the party finally started smoothly.

Chapter 331: Mao Li is too lazy to give instructions

After the party started, everyone sat around the sofa area in the villa's lobby. The decoration here was classical, with an oil painting hanging above the fireplace, and soft lights illuminating everyone's face.

As the protagonist of the night, Uchida Asami asked everyone to sit down and said with an apologetic smile: "Please wait a moment, I will go to the kitchen to prepare dinner."

"Senior, let me help too!" Xiaolan stood up immediately, her eyes full of eagerness to try.

"You're a guest today, how can I let you cook?" Uchida Asami shook her head gently.

"It's okay! And I want to take this opportunity to chat with senior more." Xiaolan said, taking Uchida Asami's hand and looking at her with a sweet smile, "Senior won't reject me, right?"

"Okay, since Xiaolan insists so much..." Uchida Asami smiled helplessly and nodded slightly in agreement.

Seeing the two of them walking towards the kitchen while talking and laughing, Yuanshan Heye sat on the sofa and watched silently for a few seconds. Finally, he couldn't help but stand up: "I'll go too. It will be more lively if we are together!"

After saying that, she quickly chased after him.

Several people from the Literature Club seemed a little reserved at first, but they soon relaxed from the nervousness of the first meeting. They took out their mystery novel manuscripts from their bags, surrounded Kogoro Mouri, and excitedly asked for advice.

"Mr. Maori, my new work is called "The False Stage". Can you help me take a look at it?"

Wearing black-framed glasses, Yoshinobu Morimoto carefully handed over his thick manuscript paper, his tone revealing nervousness.

"Well, that name sounds good."

Maori Kogoro took the manuscript, flipped through a few pages carefully, and raised his eyebrows. "The plot of your work is compact and the rhythm is well controlled. It's just that the character's motivation is a bit weak, especially in the second chapter. The villain's motivation is a bit abrupt and needs to be polished."

"Really, really?"

Morimoto's eyes lit up immediately after hearing this, and he nodded hurriedly, "I also find it a bit strange, but I can't find the problem... Thank you Mr. Maori for your advice!"

Then, the tall, red-dressed Hayasaka Tomoko also took out her work, a mystery short story called "The Lost Painting." Her tone was gentle but a little anxious: "Mr. Maori, what do you think of my ending? I've always been worried that it might be a little far-fetched."

Mao Li took her manuscript, looked through it carefully for a while, and then showed an approving expression: "You have buried the suspense well, but I think it will be more impactful if you add a detailed description of the painting before the end."

"I see...Mr. Maori, you are amazing!"

Tomoko Hayasaka pursed her lips excitedly, her eyes full of admiration.

Then, several other students from the Faculty of Literature came forward and asked Maori to comment on their works.

Kogoro read through each article patiently, pointing out the advantages and disadvantages of each one in a concise, thorough and to the point manner.

Everyone was deeply impressed by Kogoro's insights and showed expressions of admiration and worship.

However, while everyone was excitedly communicating with Kogoro, Orii Yuki, who was sitting nearby, remained silent.

His face gradually became gloomy, as if he was dissatisfied with everyone's admiration for Kogoro.

"Mr. Kogoro (passing the review)..."

Orii Yuki finally spoke, with a half-smile on his face. He took out a thick notebook from his bag and said, "You've commented on other people's works today, why don't you take a look at mine?"

As he spoke, he handed the notebook to Mao Li, with a provocative gleam in his eyes.

Kogoro Mori glanced at it indifferently, his eyes sweeping across the scribbled words on the cover - "Night Walker in the Mist".

He smiled calmly, then handed the notebook to Hattori Heiji beside him without making a sound.

"Ah, how about this? Let this high school detective from Kansai help you. I think he should have some unique insights."

Oreijing Xue was slightly stunned, and a hint of anger flashed in his eyes.

He thought Mao Li would give a direct comment, but he didn't expect that he would hand over his most proud work to a student so casually? What does this mean? Does he look down on himself?

"Eh? That's a great bargain for me." Hattori Heiji took the notebook with a smile. He was never polite to those who pretended to be provocative.

He flipped through a few pages and as soon as he saw the first paragraph, he couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Such idiotic reasoning...even a child can understand it, right? And it's so long, what a waste of paper." Hattori Heiji said bluntly.

Oriyuki's face instantly turned livid, and she clenched her teeth: "You, you are going too far! How could a child understand this? You didn't even see the rest of it!"

"Huh?" Hattori Heiji sneered and threw the notebook on the table. "Okay, then let's give it a try and see if the child can understand it!"

As he said that, he casually handed the notebook to Conan who was standing next to him.

"Hey, hey, I'm not a real kid..." Conan rolled his eyes, but still took the notebook reluctantly.

In order to avoid making the situation too awkward, he decided to just go through the motions and flip through it casually.

However, he only read a few pages before he quickly found the key clue.

Conan couldn't help but twitch his lips, feeling that the reasoning in this novel was really... a bit too simple.

He glanced at Zhe Jingxue and shook his head secretly. He really didn't know why this person was so confident.

However, he still pretended to be innocent and asked in a baby voice: "Big brother, I haven't read the rest of the story yet, but...is this the criminal in this story?"

Conan pointed at a character's name with his little finger, his eyes gleaming with cunning, "Also, is this the reasoning method? First use this prop to set a trap, and then disguise it as an accident..."

As Conan's childish voice rang out, the scene suddenly fell into deathly silence.

Ori Yuki's expression changed from anger to shock, and then to disbelief. He stared at the place where Conan pointed with his eyes wide open, unable to speak for a long time.