Conan, Mr. Wuwu's self-cultivation

After returning to the room to rest for a while, someone knocked on the door.

To be honest, Wu expressed his resentment for the fact that the door did not have a peephole.

In this way, it is not clear who is knocking on the door, and whether the other party has a weapon in his hand.

So Wu only opened the door a little, and then looked at people from the door.

"Wu Jun, what are you doing?" Yuanzi who was standing at the door looked at the eye protruding from the crack of the door with a speechless face and asked.

"What, it's Yuanzi." Wu Da opened the door openly, "Oh, Miss Xiangsaka and Mr. Secretary are also here."

"My surname is Nishino." Mr. Secretary took the initiative to mention his surname.

"What can I do for you?" Takeshi nodded to Mr. Nishino, then asked Sonoko.

"I asked you to go play with Xiaolan." Sonoko replied with a smile, "The reason for bringing Mr. Nishino and Wu Jun is to prevent that kid Conan from interfering."

Wu nodded, expressing agreement.

I close the door by myself, always worrying that someone will knock on the door and try to harm myself.

After all, Conan's plague god is in a room not far away.

As a result, as soon as he went out, Wu saw Xiaolan and Conan standing at the door of their room with their backs to him.

And not far in front of them, there is a Hanchuan dragon with a camera in his hand and wandering around.

Mr. Wu felt that he could almost see the word 'Danger' appearing on his head.

"Ah! Xiaolan! We're here to play with you!" Yuanzi greeted his best friend.

"Yonzi, Miss Natsumi, Mr. Wu, and Mr. Nishino are also here." Xiaolan turned her head and looked at the crowd with a smile, "Please come in."

As soon as he entered the room, Wu saw the bandaged pigeon next to the sofa.

It suffered damage that it did not deserve.

When there are more strangers, the little doves start to flutter their wings.

The pigeon's feathers are scattered all over the side of its little nest.

Mr. Nishino suddenly covered his nose, and took a few steps back with a uncomfortable expression.

"Sorry! I think I'd better forget about it!" Saying that, Mr. Nishino turned and ran.

It's like there is some prehistoric beast behind you.

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Chapter 84 Hello, Suzuki Meatballs

"Mr. Nishino is probably embarrassed by the fact that there are too many beauties here." Suzuki Sonoko has always been very confident in herself.

"No, it should be because he is allergic to feathers." Wu Zai glanced at Suzuki Sonoko and replied, "I just saw that the injured pigeon fluttered its feathers all over the ground, and he ran away holding his nose. "

"...It's really boring." Suzuki Sonoko looked at Wu with a speechless expression and complained.

"Mr. Wu's power of observation is still as strong as ever." Xiaolan praised from the side.

Detective Vinegar King next to him has already started drinking vinegar.

"We still forgot a beauty, I'll call her." Sonoko suddenly grabbed Conan's hand, pointed to the outside and was about to force him away.

"Mmm! It's Miss Qinglan!" Xiaolan nodded cooperatively.

"Let's go, kid!" Conan couldn't bear Yuanzi's strength, and was taken away directly.

Not long after, two people went out and three people came back.

The girls' meeting has begun.

"...Isn't it a good fit for us to be here?"

The girls gathered together and chatted while eating snacks and drinking tea.

Wu moved to Conan's side and whispered.

"What's inappropriate? Don't you think Miss Pusi Qinglan is weird? You can just watch her nearby." Conan also replied softly.

It makes sense.

So Wu then stared at Pusi Qinglan openly and aboveboard.

Xiaolan next to him looked at him with a slightly strange look.

"It turns out Miss Natsumi has been living in Paris since she was 20 years old."

"Yeah, so it sounds weird when I speak Japanese." Kasaka Natsumi nodded and replied, then stretched her finger to her lips, with a look of reminiscence on her face, "Ah, speaking of weird Japanese , I still remember a sentence that left a deep impression on me when I was a child.”

"Hey? What is it?" Sonoko was a little interested in this.

"Balu Xueni Kukatome." Kasaka Natsumi replied, "I think it should be 'Balu Xue, did you buy meat?' But I have no memory of this name at all."

"Wait a minute!" Wu Ming stopped, "Repeat the sentence just now, I feel as if I thought of something."

"Really?" Kasaka Natsumi looked at Wu in surprise, "I obviously don't have any impression of this person's name."

"Balucheni Kukatame."

Then she repeated it as Wu ordered.

Pusi Qinglan next to her looked at Wu with a slightly strange look.

"...I'm not bragging, I'm still a bit talented in language." Wu's face was a little more troubled, "This is not Japanese, so it's not 'Ba Luxue, I'm buying meat 'meaning."

"It's not Japanese? Ah, is it Russian?" Xiaolan realized instantly, "Miss Xia Mei's grandmother has Russian blood, maybe it was Miss Xia Mei's grandmother who mentioned it in her ear."

"That's right! It's not impossible." Yuanzi also agreed.

"That's right, it's in Russian." Wu nodded, but his brows were furrowed, "But, when this sentence is translated, in Japanese it means 'the magician at the end of the century'."

"Huh? A magician at the end of the century!" Xiao Lan covered her mouth in surprise, "But, isn't that the name of the inscription on the notice letter of Kaitou Kidd?"

"Heh, it seems that Mr. Thief has investigated the Egg of Memories very deeply." Conan said while holding a cup.

"Ah?" Conan was stunned when he looked up at Kasaka Natsumi, "Miss Natsumi's eyes are gray."

"That's right, it's gray." Kasaka Natsumi bowed, and brought his face closer to Conan, letting him take a closer look. "My mother and grandmother are also the same color. Probably, it was inherited from my great-grandmother."

"Miss Qinglan's eyeballs are also this color." Xiaolan observed Pusi Qinglan from the side, and then said.

The smile on Pusi Qinglan's face widened a bit.

But Wu felt a bit of murderous intent suddenly appeared on her body.

Conan looked at Pusi Qinglan with a dazed expression.

He felt that he should have seen gray eyeballs somewhere, this is the root cause!

"Really! Do all Chinese people have gray eyeballs?" Sonoko Suzuki asked from the side.

Pusi Qinglan didn't answer.

"Miss Qinglan's name is Cyan Orchid, and there is a word for Lan in my name."

Xiaolan immediately followed her best friend's words and gave Pusi Qinglan a step down.

"You are pronouncing it in Japanese, but in Chinese it should be 'Qinglan'." Pusi Qinglan said the word 'Qinglan' in her poor Chinese.

Embarrassed, Wu almost spit out a mouthful of tea.

"Cyan is blue, orchid is orchid." Pusi Qinglan explained, "My surname is Pusi, so it's 'Pusi Qinglan'."

It was really embarrassing to hear her speak Chinese.

"Lan's Chinese pronunciation is the same as Japanese." Xiaolan showed a learned expression.

"That's right. Your surname is pronounced Maori in Chinese."

"Then, in Chinese, my name is Mao Lilan." Xiaolan couldn't help laughing, "It sounds so cute."

But Wu directly turned his head to the side, his shoulders trembling with extremely subtle movements.

"Hey, what about me?" Sonoko asked excitedly, pointing at herself.

"Your Chinese name reads Suzuki Meatball." Pusi Qinglan replied, looking at Yuanzi with a smile.

At the same time, she glanced at Wu from the corner of her eyes.

Trying to see some flaws from his expression.

But Wu, who had already laughed enough in his heart, had an unusually serious expression at this time.

We have received professional training, no matter how funny things are, we can't show strange expressions in front of the parties involved.

But this is really a bit of a defense!

"Sorry! I'll go to the bathroom first!" Wu Qiang resisted the urge to laugh out loud, got up and walked out quickly with his back to Pusi Qinglan.

"Ah, Brother Wu, wait for me! I want to go too!" Conan, who had already noticed that Wu's expression was not right, immediately chased after him.

It was that corner again.

Before Conan could stop, he heard Wu Na's suppressed but finally unstoppable laughter coming from inside.

"What's the matter with you? Why are you laughing wildly all of a sudden?" Conan asked, looking at Wu who was twitching on the laughing shoulder.

"Actually, I can't bear it anymore! Hahaha——Suzuki meatballs or something." Wu smiled and straightened the boat.

"Is there any problem?" Conan, who is not very sensitive to Chinese, asked suspiciously.

"That Pusi Qinglan is a fake Chinese." Wu replied, wiping the teardrops from the corners of his eyes, "There are so many flaws in that person."

"First of all, the eyes of Chinese people are mostly black or brown."

"Unless you are of mixed race, there are very few eyes of other colors."

"Secondly, that person's Chinese pronunciation is not standard, just like the Japanese speaking English when they first came into contact with English. It made people laugh when they heard it."

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Chapter 85 Mori · No Spectre · Kogoro's Deduction

Ever since Pusi Qinglan's identity loopholes were exposed by Wu Pu in the morning, when Conan looked at her again, he would always unconsciously substitute her into the role of a certain 'sinister and cunning' suspect.

And it looks more and more suspicious.

Especially when she saw the strange expression on the deck in the evening when she saw the ring hanging from the necklace around Hanchuanlong's neck.

The inside of the ring is engraved with the name of Maria, the third daughter of Nicholas II.

She was not in a hurry to buy the ring from Han Chuanlong, but instead asked about the source of the ring.

It's really suspicious.

But she hasn't acted suspiciously yet, and it's hard for him to make further inferences.

Well, the kid is starting to freak out.

Eight o'clock sharp.

The sound of panicked footsteps outside the door caught Wu's attention.

When he opened the door, he saw Mr. Nishino frantically knocking on the door of Mori Kogoro's room, and shouting the other person's last name loudly.

"Oh, Mr. Nishino, is dinner finally ready?" Wu was dumbfounded by Kogoro Mori's first words after opening the door.

Could this person not see Mr. Nishino's anxiety?

How did you come to tell him that you were in a hurry to have dinner?

Sure enough, Mori Kogoro's brain circuit is something normal people will never be able to figure out for sure.

"It's not good, Mr. Mori! Hanchuan, Mr. Hanchuan died in the room!"

"Huh? Ha!"

Mori Kogoro, and Xiaolan and Conan, who also opened the door when they heard the noise, were all stunned.

Wu Ze nodded with an expected expression.

That Mr. Hanchuan is so arrogant, it's totally normal for someone to kill him.