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His body trembled.
Even the drunkenness was a little less.
"Five million yen?"
"Detective Maori, don't be too little. I'll talk to that friend later, and I'll give you more after you complete the commission."
For a moment, Mouri Kogoro felt as if he had been given a shot of blood.
Laughed loudly.
"Don't worry, I'll leave in a moment."
With that said, he poured himself another glass of wine.
Then he tilted his head and fell asleep on the sofa.
Qin Feng opened his eyes at this time.
Internal energy operates.
Within a moment, the alcohol in his body was forced out of his body.
The office was filled with a strong smell of alcohol.
Qin Feng called up the image of the little angel and checked it.
Make sure she will be back soon.
A smile couldn't help but appear on his lips.
Mouri Kogoro has been pushed away by him, so it will be a world of two from now on.
Wait, there seems to be another Conan.
Once Mouri Kogoro leaves, he should take her out.
Save yourself the trouble of meeting that little devil.
quickly.
There was a squeak.
The office door was opened from the outside.
Smelling the smell of alcohol in the room, Xiaolan suddenly frowned.
The body is burning with flames.
He shouted angrily: "Dad, why did you drink so much again?"
After saying that, he grabbed Mouri Kogoro by the back of his neck.
The veins on his forehead were beating wildly, and he was clenching his pink fist tightly.
Mouri Kogoro muttered, not realizing how dangerous his situation was at this time.
Qin Feng hurriedly stood up at this time.
Pretend to be drunk.
He had a hard time creating such a good opportunity.
But we can't let the little angel wake up our father.
Qin Feng grabbed the little angel's pink fist and explained drunkenly: "Xiaolan has nothing to do with Detective Maori."
"I made him drink."
"Jun Qin?"
Xiaolan was a little surprised.
The anger in his heart dissipated instantly.
Rolling his eyes.
A sly smile appeared on the little angel's face.
He immediately said gently: "Qin Jun, do you think you drank so much again?"
"I'll help you up to rest."
With that said, he lifted Qin Feng up and quickly came to the third floor.
Lock the door.
Then he put Qin Feng on the sofa, poured a glass of water, and asked with a smile: "Qin Jun, you haven't finished what you said last time."
"Come, tell me, how many girlfriends do you have? Who are they?"
Chapter 137 Qin Jun, I really know I was wrong (thank you for the gifts, additional update 21/28)
Boom boom boom!
"Is Detective Mori home?"
dong dong!
Dr. A Li took the little ghost Conan, stood outside the office door, and knocked on the door.
Then he lowered his head and asked softly: "Xinyi, do you really want to live in Xiaolan's house?"
"I have told you so many times, call me Conan from now on, otherwise if I am discovered by that black organization, I will be doomed."
After several days of rest, Conan still has not fully recovered.
He walked with his butt sticking out and cautiously.
Talking can easily lead to wounds.
As soon as he said this, a look of pain appeared on his still swollen face.
Looking at his injuries, he couldn't help but roll his eyes.
He complained: "Dr. Ali, it's not like you haven't seen my mother like that. If I continue to live at home, she will definitely beat her to death, okay?"
"And Xiaolan's father happens to be a detective. There may be information about those men in black here."
"It will be easier to investigate them later. I don't want to be a child all the time."
Seeing this, Dr. A Li chuckled and said, "I think these are all incidental. Your real purpose is probably not for Xiaolan."
Conan: ...
Hey, hey, hey, Dr. Ali, just know it in your heart.
To say it so directly, is it shameful for me to use a front-loading washing machine?
Boom boom boom!
"Detective Mori, are you home?"
A few more knocks on the door.
There was still no movement inside.
Dr. A Li gave a tentative push.
With a creak, the office door was pushed open.
The oncoming smell of alcohol immediately poured into their noses.
Conan's mouth twitched and he covered his nose.
You don't need to look to know that the drunkard uncle must be drunk again.
"Detective Mori, Detective Mori?"
Dr. Agasa looked at Kogoro Mori who was lying on the sofa.
Called a few times.
The other party didn't react at all.
He scratched his head: "Shinichi, I think we can come back another day."
"No, what if my mother comes back later?"
"Xiaolan should be back from school by now."
"Let's go to the third floor and have a look."
Conan said casually.
His eyes glanced at the wine glasses on the coffee table.
His brows couldn't help but frown, and there was a trace of suspicion in his eyes.
He immediately pulled Dr. A Li to the third floor and gave a signal with his eyes.
Dr. A Li was very helpless, but he still acted as his own tool.
Knocking on the door on the third floor, he shouted: "Xiaolan, Xiaolan, are you at home?"
"what!"
"I know I was wrong, I really know I was wrong, and I will never dare to do it again."
Suddenly, a clear female voice came.
After layers of barriers.
Although the voice is already very weak.
But the two of them could still hear clearly.
Especially the panic in his tone.
Conan's expression changed greatly.
Shouted: "Xiaolan, Xiaolan, what's wrong with you?"
With that said, he started to knock on the door.
But he apparently forgot that he had become smaller.