Chapter 1245 Wrongly Blaming Akai

Okiya Subaru held Nobushige's hand and corrected him calmly: "We just met yesterday."

"Oh, really? I have no memory at all." Nobuhiro pulled back his hand, a slight fake smile appeared on his face, "Welcome back."

Anyone can enter Lufeng's music classroom, just like a vegetable market. He, the boss, has no rights.

Nobushige smiled and gave Subaru Okiya a big cross in the notebook in his heart!

This quarter's basic salary and performance bonus are gone. Even if he raises the salary of Riya, Shuichi Akai will not get one yen!

After all, Nobushige had already met Subaru Okiya, so at least he was mentally prepared. In comparison, Rei Shibutani's face looked uglier. Nobushige looked around and confirmed that the laughter and laughter that gave him the illusion of harmony just now should all come from Azusa Enomoto.

In this way, Azusa Enomoto was the only one who was happy to achieve an achievement.

"Huh? Mr. Asano, are you still going upstairs today?" Seeing that Nobushige was about to leave, Azusa Enomoto asked quickly.

"I have to explain to Mr. Mori what happened yesterday." In fact, Nobushige simply didn't want to waste time in the music classroom. Compared to the music classroom where everyone was battling wits and having their own hidden agendas, the Mori Detective Agency was more interesting.

At least after Conan left, the sincerity level of the office has increased sharply, and there have been many fewer cases. This is very beneficial to the physical and mental health of the elderly. Mouri Kogoro has even had an extra bowl of rice recently.

After irresponsibly leaving the big trouble Shuichi Akai to Rei Fukoutani, Nobumange Shishiro climbed up to the second floor.

At this time, the drizzle outside the house was still falling non-stop. Nobushige felt that the reason why today's weather changed from sunny to what it is now was all because of Akai Shuichi.

In the Maori Detective Agency, Maori Kogoro stared at the grand spectacle of horse racing on the TV screen, his eyes bloodshot with excitement:

"Run! Hurry! Hurry! Hurry!!"

"Turning the fourth corner, No. 7's pure black nightmare is in first place..."

Nobushige was just about to make himself a cup of coffee and sit on the sofa, pretending to carefully organize the commission materials. Hearing this, he immediately looked at the TV.

"Following closely is the sunflower of Karma Fire No. 4. Can the pure black nightmare win or can the Sunflower of Karma Fire surpass it? Let us wait and see!"

Nobuhiro: "???"

Mao Lilan consciously took out the coffee pot, looked for coffee powder and asked: "Mr. Asano, do you also pay attention to horse racing?"

"No, I just..."

He's just not sure whether it's because he's hard of hearing or because there's something wrong with his memory. Why are the nightmares of pure black and the sunflowers of Karma so familiar?

Although Nobuhiro no longer remembers the specific contents of the theatrical version, he vaguely knows that these two are the names of the theatrical version.

And today's strange rain not only makes people feel bad, but also always gives Nobuhiro an ominous premonition.

"Oops! Pure Black's Nightmare has won. Let us congratulate Pure Black's Nightmare on No. 7!"

As soon as he heard this result, Mouri Kogoro immediately held his head and was upset: "Why did you lose again?!"

Mao Lilan glanced at her father: "So, Dad, how much did you deposit?"

"No, not much money." Mouri Kogoro looked away guiltily, "I bought one thousand yuan each for the fourth and fifth games in the second half."

"None of your bets hit?"

"Well, there are always winners and losers in this kind of thing..."

"Ha, then Dad, you don't have any pocket money for this month!"

"...Damn! I'm so unlucky today! It was sunny when I went to buy lottery tickets in the morning, but it rained heavily as soon as I got there. When I bought cigarettes, the brand I usually smoked was sold out again, and I was hit by someone. Suddenly, all the change in the wallet flew out, and the wallet also fell into the puddle next to it, making the lottery tickets wet!" Mouri Kogoro cursed as he took out the crumpled lottery tickets to show his daughter and agent. .

Nobushige took the lottery ticket, took a look at it, and said bluntly: "I'm afraid this is not your lottery ticket, right?"

Mouri Kogoro was surprised: "Why isn't it mine?"

"Because this lottery ticket has won the prize." Nobushige said firmly, "Mr. Mori has never won a prize when buying lottery tickets, right?"

"Ha! What do you mean by that? What do you mean I almost never won a prize with the lottery tickets I bought? I won tens of thousands of yuan last time and took you to a big dinner. Don't you remember??"

"When did that happen?" Mao Lilan checked it and quickly discovered the problem, "This lottery ticket may not really belong to dad, because it is a 10,000 yuan lottery ticket, but dad, didn't you say you only bought it?" Did you pay a thousand yuan?"

"Then it's possible that I remembered it wrong!" Mouri Kogoro snatched the lottery ticket, "Besides, even if it belongs to someone else, since there is no name on the lottery ticket, it can be regarded as mine."

The lottery ticket that Uncle Maori picked up won 1 million yen. This was not a small amount. The uncle made a prompt decision to take everyone out to celebrate!

"Let's go eat sushi. Remember to call that Conan guy too." Mouri Kogoro didn't forget Conan who had already returned to his home. "He complained that I didn't treat him to high-end cuisine last time."

Mouri Kogoro chose the Iroha sushi restaurant not far from his home. Seeing how happy he was, Maori Ran did not remind him that Iroha was Asano Nobushige's property and the order was actually free of charge.

Perhaps because of the rainy day, there were very few customers in the store, only the four of them, Mouri Kogoro.

Seeing Nobu Fan, the store manager immediately came up to him: "Qian..."

"Let me entertain the guests." A man who looked a bit like a mole said first, "Would you like to have something to eat?"

Xinfan's eyelids twitched and he looked at this strange man speechlessly.

Well, he wrongly blamed Akai.

"What's wrong, this guest?" The man asked in confusion at first, and then quickly responded, "By the way, I almost forgot to introduce myself. I am the new chef of Iroha Sushi Restaurant. My name is Wakida Kane. but."

"Huh?" Mouri Kogoro glanced at him quickly and said strangely, "Your store has had a lot of personnel changes recently. I remember Takeoka-kun just resigned, right?"

The store manager laughed and said, "It's because Mr. Takeoka resigned and we don't have enough manpower that we posted a recruitment notice."

Nobushige said that as a boss, he didn't know when Matsuda came, he didn't know when Akai Shuichi came, and he still didn't know when Rum came.

Mouri Kogoro didn't care whether the person serving him was Wakita Kanori or Takeokayama Katsu. He was full of beer: "Then let's have a large glass of draft beer and four special sushi! By the way, one of them is for If it’s for kids, don’t put mustard on it.”

"Hey, a glass of draft beer and four portions of special sushi." Wakida Kaneno shouted loudly and walked towards the kitchen.

Judging from his proficiency in entertaining guests, one would never have expected that this person was actually the second-in-command of the black organization who caused headaches for countless official intelligence agencies, and that one person was worth more than ten thousand people.