Conan’s Toast Does Not Eat Fine Wine

Chapter 1110 Missy

Mouri Kogoro felt that he was very pitiful, and his manager was also very pitiful. Sure enough, it was not the same family that refused to enter the house.

The uncle was so sad that he wanted to drink a dozen beers immediately and keep getting drunk.

Just as he was moving toward the cabinet where the beer was stored, the landline phone on his desk suddenly rang.

Mouri Kogoro picked up the receiver with an unhappy look on his face, wanting to hear who was so blank: "Hello? Who is it?"

Although Mouri Kogoro's reputation in the detective world is getting better and better day by day, in contrast, the business of Mouri Detective Agency is getting worse day by day. Nobuhiro couldn't figure it out before, but now he understands. It's all because the uncle has no sense of service. Nowadays, people spend money just for service. Otherwise, if you can't find someone to entrust you with a cat, a dog, or a mistress, why do they have to spend a lot of money to come to you, Maori Kogoro? Where is his office?

"Ah, it's Officer Takagi!" Mouri Kogoro's expression changed instantly when he heard the other party introduce himself. For those familiar old guys from the Metropolitan Police Department, I still have more patience.

"Is there another case?" Mouri Kogoro asked excitedly.

"Uh, no." Wataru Takagi explained awkwardly on the other side of the phone, "I'm here to see Mr. Asano, is he here?"

Mouri Kogoro's face fell. He covered the microphone and said angrily to Nobushi: "I'm looking for you, Officer Takagi."

Nobushige was a little strange, why did Takagi Wataru call him specifically?

He answered the phone: "Hello, Officer Takagi? What can I do for you?"

"That's it, Mr. Asano, are you free this afternoon?" Takagi Wataru hesitated for a few seconds before saying, "Officer Sato and I are going to visit Date-senpai, and we just wanted to ask you if you want to go with us. "

Nobushige was slightly stunned: "But I don't know Officer Date."

"Ah, yes, I know. But Officer Sato told me that you are very concerned about Date-senpai's affairs." Takagi Wataru scratched his head in embarrassment, "Sorry to disturb you."

"No, it doesn't matter." Nobushige smiled, "I asked about Officer Date just to find you. After all, your names are very similar."

Hearing this, Takagi Wataru also laughed: "Yes, it's all WATARU. What happened before was really troublesome for you, and Conan, I heard that he stayed at the Metropolitan Police Department for one night."

"Conan has always been very concerned about these things, not to mention that in his heart you are a very good police officer. We can't let anything happen to you, both in public and private." Nobuhiro asked again, "How is your health? In February It’s very cold in Hokkaido. You must have a lot of frostbite on your body after staying outside for so long, right?”

"Fortunately, I only had frostbite on my feet, and everything else was fine. I returned to work yesterday, and I had a task today. Thanks to the help of my new colleague from the Search Section 1, otherwise I wouldn't be able to get away, haha Ha ha."

Listening to Takagi Wataru's hearty laughter on the other side of the phone, Nobuhiro felt relieved.

However, is there a new member in the search class? I don’t know if there will be a chance to meet in the future.

With such a large search class, there are only a few police officers that the Maori Detective Agency has contact with all year round.

In addition, judging from Takagi Wataru's reaction, the fake bomb issue has most likely been suppressed by the police, but they just don't know what the search class plans to do with the search records that appear in Takagi's computer.

Soon after finishing the phone call with Takagi Wataru, Azusa Enomoto knocked on the door of the Mori Detective Agency.

"Mr. Asano." Azusa Enomoto poked her head in and asked sheepishly, "Has the cello that Ms. Tomizawa ordered last time arrived?"

Xinfan thought for a while: "It should be here, what's wrong?"

"Ms. Tomizawa just called and said that she has a competition tomorrow and wants to try the piano tonight. In addition, she is performing at the Rice Flower Hotel and hopes we can send the piano there."

"I still need to bring some accessories, so I'll go with you."

"OK."

Nobushige said goodbye to Kogoro Mori.

The uncle had been staring at the beer in the cabinet for a long time. After the agent left, he could just drink it with an open stomach, so he sent Nobushi away enthusiastically and repeatedly assured that the agency would have no problem with him.

Lufeng Music Classroom not only offers music training classes, but also sells musical instruments. Although Nobushige has not kidnapped a cello teacher, and the accordion teacher is "missing and suspected to be murdered," there are many cellos and accordions on sale in the store. .

Tomizawa Iori, who picked up the goods today, was introduced by Sachiko Matsumoto and seems to be a friend she met in college.

Azusa Enomoto made an appointment to meet at the cafe downstairs of the Rice Flower Hotel.

As usual, Tomizawa Iori has to inspect the goods in person and pay the balance if there is no problem.

But maybe she was in a hurry for the performance, so she only opened the piano bag and took one look at it, then paid the full fee with satisfaction, and left in a hurry while holding the piano and dragging the accessories.

When Azusa Enomoto came back from buying coffee, she only saw Asano Nobushige sitting in his seat, but no customer.

Azusa Enomoto was confused: "Where is Miss Tomizawa?"

Nobushige raised his chin toward the door.

"Ah, is she alone? Can she lift such a heavy thing by herself?"

Nobushige recalled Tomizawa Iori's appearance just now and said with a smile: "It's good for young people to be energetic."

Azusa Enomoto stuck out her tongue: "Here we go again, you are obviously still a young man!"

In fact, Nobuhiro's mental age has long passed the category of young people. Even if his physical age is 29 years old, he cannot be considered a young person. But he did not refute, but asked:

"Is there a concert upstairs?"

"No, it seems to be a charity auction." Azusa Enomoto guessed, "Miss Tomizawa is probably a guest who was invited to perform."

"With her background, she actually takes on commercial roles. Is it because of her work-study program?" Xinfan murmured.

The fire of gossip in Azusa Enomoto's heart is burning: "Hey, does Miss Tomizawa have any extraordinary background?"

"Don't you think her last name is familiar?"

Azusa Enomoto racked her brains for a long time and suddenly realized: "Oh, yes, Tomizawa Food Co., Ltd.! Could it be that she is actually the eldest lady of Tomizawa Food Co., Ltd.?

"I didn't expect that a dignified lady would order a violin from a small shop like ours."

"Tomize is not the only young lady who buys a piano from us."

Azusa Enomoto smiled: "That's right. Miss Sonoko from the Suzuki Foundation is our veteran student."

Perhaps because Suzuki Sonoko's family background is so rich, with her as a foil, eldest ladies from such backgrounds as Yamada Rokuha and Tomizawa Iori seem ordinary.

But this is also related to the life style of these young ladies. From Suzuki Sonoko, who is accustomed to taking the subway and replacing big meals with ramen, to Tomizawa Iori, who is a work-study student and even has to get accessories by herself, they are different from the traditional young ladies who use their clothes to hold out their hands for food and open their mouths.

Double Eleven celebration? In fact, I think it’s inappropriate to regard Double Eleven as Singles’ Day. You see, people are in pairs on November 1st, but you are the only one who is single, so you can win the bamboo shoots!

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