Conan’s Mouri Kogoro

"And my cooking skills are terrible. I'm always in a hurry when I enter the kitchen. I almost starve to death if I live alone. Fortunately, the development of takeaways now, otherwise my life will always be miserable."

At this time, Xiao Lan's voice sounded from the side.

"Wow, so your hobbies are exactly the same as my mother's. My mother also likes to knit sweaters and cook, but her cooking skills are also terrible. You're right, Dad!"

Xiaolan had a smile on her face after taking a bath, but a cold light flashed in her eyes when she turned to look at Mouri Kogoro.

Just after she came down, she saw that the client was a beautiful woman, she frowned slightly, and she felt vigilant in her heart.

Then I heard that the two of them were talking about their hobbies and hobbies, and when I heard the words of Maori Kogoro's flirting with her sister, I immediately got angry and interjected directly.

When Mauri Kogoro saw Xiaolan's appearance, he restrained himself and did not dare to continue to wave. The pain in his legs also reminded himself.

Soon the conversation between the two returned to normal, and Bo Chi Jinghua began to tell the situation of the person he was looking for.

Chapter 0256

After some conversation, Kogoro Mori understood.

"In that case, Miss Pochi, are you looking for this old classmate to get back the photo of the kendo competition 30 years ago? But apart from this photo and his name, do you have any other clues, Miss Pochi? ?"

Bo Chi Jinghua pondered for a moment, then shook the capital: "It should be gone!"

Sitting beside Kogoro Mouri, Xiao Lan also frowned: "If you do this, it will be nerve-racking. How can you find it in such a big Tokyo?"

Bo Chi Jinghua bowed again: "Detective Maori, that photo is very important to me, please help me find it."

However, she soon noticed the smile on Kogoro Maori's face, and couldn't help but ask, "Detective Maori, have you come up with a solution?"

"Although there are few clues, there is a way to try it. Since Shibata Shiro can win the kendo competition when he was in junior high school, he may also participate in other kendo competitions. In this case, just check the competition records over the years. Maybe find it."

"Miss Pochi, just wait patiently, I'll make a phone call to check the records of the kendo competition in Tokyo."

Hearing this, Bo Chi Jinghua's beautiful eyes narrowed, the corners of her mouth curved slightly, and she said involuntarily, "That's great, Detective Maori."

When Mouri Kogoro saw her expression, he couldn't help feeling strange. He called and arranged the inquiry of Shibata Shiro to his subordinates, and Mouri Kogoro also patiently waited for the information.

Seeing that it was almost noon, Xiao Lan said, "Dad, let's go to the cafe downstairs for lunch. Uncle Anxi has steak available at noon now. I want to try it."

Then Xiaolan turned her head and invited Bochi Jinghua: "Miss Bochi, you can also have lunch with us, anyway, there will be no news for a while."

Bo Chi Jinghua nodded, and the group came to Poirot Cafe on the first floor.

After the three were seated, a waiter came to order, and a clear voice sounded.

"Detective Maori, what would you like to eat?"

A dark-skinned man in a waiter's uniform with blond hair stood beside him.

Although his hand was covering it with the menu, Mouri Kogoro still found traces of fine calluses on his fingers. Although it was cut off, it could not escape the eyes of Mouri Kogoro.

This is a cocoon that can only be practiced with guns!

And this blond man is not weak, although he looks lazy and doesn't care about anything, but this stance, if someone attacks, he can immediately switch to a fighting stance, especially the muscles under his clothes contain strength.

This guy, with this shape again, shouldn't be Bourbon, the spy that the Japanese police inserted into the organization.

But why did he suddenly appear?

Mouri Kogoro was puzzled, his face was calm, he took a look and looked back.

He didn't care much about Bourbon. The office was his home base. If Bourbon really dared to make trouble here, he would be asking for trouble.

But this waiter tried his best to calm his heartbeat: this look, this aura, it was too terrifying, no wonder he had all failed miserably.

The look just now made all the hairs on Bo's body stand up, which is a reaction only when faced with an extremely dangerous existence.

In the air-conditioned cafe, a drop of sweat oozes from his back, which soon wets his shirt, but no one notices it under his coat.

Xiaolan asked suspiciously, "Hey, are you a new waiter? Why didn't I see you before?"

The blond man replied calmly: "Yes, my name is Toru Amuro, what do you want to eat?"

Xiaolan turned to look at Maori Kogoro: "Dad, let's eat black pepper steak rice!"

On the opposite side, Bo Chi Jinghua said: "If you have any noodles, give me a copy, thank you."

Toru Amuro took out a pen and paper and wrote on the order book, "Then what would you like to drink?"

"Coffee!" "Orange juice!" "Reiko!"

Xiaolan looked at Bochi Jinghua suspiciously: "Miss Bochi, do you remember something? Who is Lizi?"

Bo Chi Jinghua waved his hand and said, "It's nothing, Lizi was the name that my old classmate called me before, saying that I was very similar to the heroine of a novel he read, and the heroine was called Lizi..."

Bo Chi Jinghua turned to look at Amuro Toru: "I want a cup of coffee too!"

Mouri Kogoro raised his eyebrows, but didn't say anything.

However, Bo Chi Jinghua then covered her mouth and coughed.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Xiaolan immediately asked: "What's the matter, do you have a cold?"

Bo Chi Jinghua pretended to have a hard face: "It's okay, I have a congenital bronchial problem, I'll be fine after coughing twice."

Mouri Kogoro has a smile that can't be seen without saying anything on his face: She is really a woman with a mouth full of trains, and I don't know how many times I panic.

...

Soon, the three of them finished their lunch and returned to the office on the second floor, sitting on the sofa talking and drinking tea.

After the conversation, the woman told a lot of lies, and also said that she would be more enthusiastic about maintenance and tell the truth.

When it was after two o'clock in the afternoon, the office's phone rang, and Kogoro Mouri answered the phone, but soon he frowned.

"What, you said that you have searched the records of kendo competitions for the past 30 years, and have not found Shiro Shibata's name. Well, then I know."

Mouri Kogoro hung up the phone, but saw the fleeting smile of Bochi Jinghua, she seemed to have expected this situation.

"Detective Maori, is there still no news?"

Bo Chi Jinghua's little white face showed worry: "Since the Maori detective can't find the person I'm looking for, why not entrust the high school detective who often goes in and out of your office, how about Kudo Shinichi?"

Bo Chi Jinghua looked serious, but when he heard this, Kogoro Mouri was angry.