Conan's Unscientific Detective

The air was also thick with the smell of smoke... and dust.

Unlike the detective agency she had just seen, the environment here was more in line with her stereotype of a detective.

It should be said that it is rare to find a detective agency office as 'spectacular' as Fujino's.

"Are you here already?!"

At this time, Kogoro Mouri came out of the bathroom, wearing a dark blue suit.

He didn't go to do anything else just now, but went to shave...

After all, he is the client who was introduced. It would not be good if he looked sloppy.

However, when he looked at Hattori Shizuka sitting on the sofa, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

"She is a beauty!"

Well, just like that kid Conan.

Uncle Maori seemed a little regretful when he reacted.

Why didn't Brother Fujino tell you earlier that the person he brought here was a beauty...

If he had known this earlier, he would have dressed up carefully.

"Cough hum!"

Maori Kogoro coughed lightly, walked forward and said in a calm tone: "Brother Fujino, is this your client?"

"Are you the sleeping Maori Kogoro?"

Hattori Shizuka stood up after hearing this and said, "My name is Ikeba. Detective Fujino should have told me about me."

"Yes, I am Maori Kogoro!"

Uncle Maori walked to the sofa and sat down, pretending to be a calm uncle: "I have indeed heard everything about you from Brother Fujino, but I still need to confirm the specific details again."

Xiaolan: "..."

Conan: "..."

This guy starts again!

Fujino's eyes also shook slightly and he looked at Maori Kogoro.

It feels like Brother Maori is making a big fuss again.

…………

"So we are looking for this person named Shibata Shiro."

Maori Kogoro sat on the sofa, looking at the photo on the coffee table and muttered: "Then the girl next to the photo should be Miss Ikenami... She has changed a lot."

Conan also leaned over curiously, looking at the photo on the left and at Hattori Shizuka on the right.

I also secretly feel that time makes people grow old.

Hattori Shizuka said: "After all, these are old photos from thirty years ago."

"Thirty years ago?"

Maori Kogoro was stunned: "Then now you are..."

"Yes, I am 42 years old this year."

Hattori Shizuka said with emotion: "This photo was taken when I was in the second grade of junior high school. Detective Fujino just said that it would be difficult to use this photo as a reference, but this is the only photo I have on hand."

"Already forty-two?"

Fujino sat aside and thought: "I thought Miss Ikenami was only in her early thirties."

"No...only in his early thirties or something like that, that's really too much."

Hattori Shizuka felt a little embarrassed, but her impression of Fujino improved a lot.

It is just as what my family member said, he is indeed young and promising, and can be called an outstanding young man.

At least he is much better than that cheap son who always calls himself "Obaa-san".

"What are your hobbies?"

At this time, Maori Kogoro suddenly asked a question, and Hattori Shizuka, who didn't react, answered casually: "As for hobbies, it should be things related to kendo. After all, his kendo level was quite good at that time."

"no."

Maori Kogoro looked serious: "I'm talking about your..."

Hattori Shizuka: “Ah?”

Obviously, she has not yet caught up with Kogoro Mori's pace.

Although she wanted to interrupt the strange uncle's "chatting" topic, thinking that she still had to investigate whether the two detectives in front of her bullied her son, Shizuka Hattori said helplessly: "Usually, I prefer knitting sweaters..."

"So that's how it is. It's really a good hobby."

Maori Kogoro said sheepishly: "Ms. Ikenami must look like a very virtuous person."

"I think what Fujino-senpai said is right."

Xiaolan brought three cups of hot tea and placed them on the coffee table. She interrupted Maori Kogoro and brought the topic back to Fujino, agreeing, "Ms. Ikenami, your skin is well maintained. You can't tell at all that you are almost my mother's age."

At the same time, she glanced at Maori Kogoro, and a deep feeling of resentment gradually emerged on her face, as if to say:

Flirt with pretty women, get beaten, get it?

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 336: Three Sentences About Mother

"I don't really do any special maintenance. I just stay at home a lot and don't get exposed to the sun, so my skin looks much better."

Hattori Jinghua also noticed the strange atmosphere around him, and followed Xiaolan to change the topic.

"Ahem."

Fujino couldn't bear it any longer, so he coughed and interrupted the topic: "By the way, Xiaolan, you were cleaning the room just now, right?"

"Yes."

Xiaolan immediately responded after hearing this: "I was indeed cleaning the room just now, and there is still some dust in the room..."

As smart as she is, she naturally saw what Senior Fujino meant by saying this.

If her guess was correct, she must be helping her mother assert her sovereignty!

Xiaolan nodded, feeling that the senior was still so helpful, and continued: "It must be the dust that caused you to cough, right?"

"Yes."

With the cooperation of a smart person, Fujino felt a little relieved, and continued: "My nose has been feeling a little uncomfortable recently. I will cough unconsciously when I smell dust."

"Ahem, that's it."

Hattori Shizuka next to him also understood the meaning, covered his face and coughed twice.

As a married woman, it doesn’t feel good to be hit on by someone.

But she always felt that this was not a good idea, after all, she was single now.

After thinking for a while, she added, "I have had bad bronchial tubes since I was a child. No wonder I felt a little uncomfortable in my respiratory tract after I came in just now."

"In that case, let's go to another place."

Fujino stood up and said, "It's time to discuss the case."

"Uh-huh!"

Xiaolan nodded in agreement, then glanced at Maori Kogoro and said resentfully, "Dad, you too, they came here to consult about the case, but you always talk about some irrelevant things."

"I'm just asking about the case..."

Kogoro Maori smacked his lips, not noticing the tacit understanding between the few people.

Conan, who was standing aside, had dead eyes and secretly felt that Uncle Maori was really too slow.

But then he changed his mind and looked at Hattori Shizuka's fingers again, and asked curiously, "By the way, what's the matter with the wound on Ms. Ikenami's hand?"

"This is the wound I accidentally left when I was cutting vegetables."

Hattori Shizuka raised her head and explained, "My cooking skills are not very good. I haven't used a knife for a long time. I didn't expect to get hurt directly."

Conan frowned, feeling that something was wrong.

There were band-aids on Hattori Shizuka's index finger, ring finger and thumb.

Normally speaking, it is quite normal to cut your thumb and index finger while cutting vegetables.

He was very curious, how did his ring finger get cut?

"I can't cook..."

Maori Kogoro took the opportunity to continue: "It's okay if you can't cook. After all, a woman with a few flaws is more attractive than a flawless woman."

“But I have so many shortcomings.”

Speaking of the injury on her hand, Shizuka Hattori also felt that the injury on her ring finger was a little strange, and added, "Otherwise, she wouldn't be alone at this age."

"Ugh?!"

Mouri Kogoro said unexpectedly: "Miss Chiha, aren't you married yet?!"

"Yes...yes."

Hattori Shizuka was slightly stunned, obviously frightened and at a loss.

Even his Kansai accent accidentally showed through a little bit.

"No one noticed a noble lady like you..."

Maori Kogoro was filled with righteous indignation and said: "If you ask me, the men around you are really blind!"

Hattori Heizo: “???”

Hattori Heiji:"???"

Fujino subconsciously thought of the Osaka police chief and the confused look on Black Chicken's face when he heard this.

"Cough hum!"

At this time, Xiaolan coughed lightly, interrupting Maori Kogoro to continue: "By the way, my mother is not very good at cooking. You two are really similar."

After a pause, she narrowed her eyes and said meaningfully, "But what you said is true. I really don't know if some people are really blind. They even threw such a beauty aside. I really don't know what they are thinking!"

"Hey……"

Kogoro Mori glanced at his good daughter who was teasing him and was speechless.

"Am I wrong?"

Xiaolan also glanced at her father with her eyes slightly narrowed, like a cunning fox.

"Ahem."

Fujino coughed again, interrupting the quarrel between the loving father and the filial daughter: "Should we talk somewhere else?"

In fact, sometimes he couldn't understand why Maori had to strike up a conversation with a beautiful woman every time he saw one.

It's okay that they're divorced, but the key point is that strictly speaking, Kisaki Eri is still her wife...

Although there is nothing substantive about it, it does make people feel a little uncomfortable.

No wonder Xiaolan always talks about her mother every other sentence.

If it were him, he would have gone up and taken the old man's gold coins.

"Yeah, come to think of it, the dust here is really getting bigger and bigger."

Xiaolan had a kind smile on her face: "Isn't that right, Dad~"

"oh oh……"

Mouri Kogoro was slightly startled and felt a chill on his back.

Fujino also shook his head helplessly.

It looks like Uncle Maori is going to be taught a lesson again tonight.