Chapter 434 The Day Before Yesterday Was Last Winter

"It's not a flaw." Nobuhiro said, "It's just that you don't behave like a waiter in some details, not to mention that Martini has already made it clear, right? I'm not so stupid that I can't even guess this."

Vodka frowned, always feeling that Mescal was metaphorizing something.

"Okay, actually I just saw someone staring at the singer and couldn't take his eyes away, so I teased him a little bit." Belmode turned around and planned to leave here and continue to play her waiter.

Gin took out a cigarette from the cigarette case again and lit it: "Did you find what I asked you to find?"

Belmod's movements paused slightly, and she did not look back. She just said, "No, it should be said that even the real owner hasn't seen him yet."

"Ah? You already know who the real owner is, so why not tell us a little bit?" Vodka said.

Gin snorted coldly: "No need, it's not the first day you know about that woman. She won't tell us the results of the investigation easily."

"Huh?" Belmod turned around and chuckled, "Don't say that. In fact, I just made a guess. Besides, A secret makes a woman woman."

After hearing this classic line from Belmod, Nobuhiro narrowed his eyes and looked up at Belmod.

And coincidentally, Belmode also happened to look at him.

Their eyes met, and both sides saw the answer they wanted in the other's eyes.

Belmod's smile widened.

"Would you like to make a martini tonight, gin?" she asked suddenly.

Gin frowned and said, "Aren't you very happy flirting with Mescal just now?"

"Ah, being with Mescal is no fun." Belmod walked around behind Gin and leaned on the back of the chair, "He will only touch my skin with cold instruments, and you... …”

Belmod didn't say the next words, but Nobuhiro was already full.

Very good, this is to trick the dog into killing him.

Nobushige raised the martini in front of him, drank it down in one gulp, and then said: "I will continue to follow up on Reiko Kikuchi's matter, please contact me by phone."

After that, he stood up and prepared to leave.

Belmode was so boneless that her whole body was focused on Gin's chair, but she still gave Nobuhiro a generous look and asked with a smile: "Aren't you afraid that I will poison the wine?"

"Poison in a martini?" Nobuhiro chuckled, "Then why aren't you afraid of me applying poison to your skin?"

Belmod licked his lips: "I welcome you to do this."

…

Winter comes quickly.

The sun was shining brightly the day before, but the temperature dropped sharply the next day, and the dripping water turned into ice.

Nobushige opened the closet, looked at the summer and winter clothes mixed together, and frowned deeply.

"It's time to have breakfast, brother." Haihara Ai held a large can of milk and pushed open the door of Xinfan's bedroom, "I'm going to Dr. Ali's place soon, so you..."

She saw that man who was always well-dressed and well-behaved, and would stop to straighten his shirt even if it was wrinkled. Today, she actually let her see him wearing only pajamas, and his hair was still messy, and he had obviously not washed himself.

Hui Yuan Ai was stunned and asked, "Aren't you going to the music classroom and office today?"

Otherwise, how to explain the situation where the three poles on the sun have not been cleaned up yet.

"The winter clothes I usually wear were just washed the day before, so they probably haven't been dried yet. The rest..." The rest have been hanging in the closet for a long time, and obviously they can't be taken out and worn directly.

Haihara Ai glanced at the closet and immediately curled her lips: "Brother, it's true, how can you mix clothes from the four seasons together? It's winter, so you should fold up the summer clothes and put them away."

"..."

Nobushige really wanted Haihara Ai to write him a feasibility report on the feasibility of such a thing in the Kexue world.

Do you want him to tidy the wardrobe every day? But the problem is that he doesn't know what the season will be tomorrow.

Hui Yuan Ai thought for a while and then questioned: "And how could your clothes be washed the day before yesterday? I remember that they should have been washed at the end of last winter, right?"

Xinfan was speechless: "..."

It was last winter, but it was also the day before yesterday...

Haibara Ai brought a high stool over and climbed up and down to help him rummage through the clothes he had put away "last winter". It didn't take long for him to find the winter clothes that Nobuman always wore.

"I just remember it being here." Hui Yuan Ai smiled proudly, "After all, I helped you put it away."

No matter what, Nobuhiro managed to change into winter clothes. Japanese winters are not warm at all, so he can be more comfortable if he is wrapped in thick clothes.

It would be better if Haiyuan Ai could not be so diligent in helping him sort out his summer clothes.

After all, it might be summer again tomorrow.

…

Tokyo, Yoneka Town, Mori Detective Agency

"Oh, Asano, you're finally here!" Mouri Kogoro said excitedly as soon as he saw Nobushige, "I have a client who I need you to visit. I have something going on here and I can't get away."

"As your agent, this is natural." Nobuhiro was just a little confused, "Do you have any urgent matters that need to be dealt with?"

Didn't the famous Mouri Kogoro always have so much time to do when Conan was in school?

"Uh, um..." A look of uneasiness appeared on Mouri Kogoro's face, "Mrs. Yamada asked me to investigate her husband's affair. She recently got some clues. Maybe she can catch it today."

"Oh?" Nobushige asked curiously, "Has Mrs. Yamada finally found out who her husband cheated on?"

"That's not true. In fact, Mr. Yamada has not been home for many days."

Nobuhiro's eyelids twitched intensely, and he felt that this description was very familiar. Could this be another intentional homicide involving Tanaka Kikue?

"Did Mrs. Yamada call the police?" he asked.

Mouri Kogoro looked very strange: "Why did you call the police? Mr. Yamada usually still goes to work in the company, and the couple just separated."

Nobushige breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, fortunately, he was almost overwhelmed by the variable Tanaka Kikue.

Nobushige thought for a while and guessed: "If Mr. Yamada cheated, he should be a very philandering or lustful person. Maybe he would stay at a custom shop at night. Have you and Mrs. Yamada considered going to Yoshiwara to look for him?" "

"I haven't thought about this," Mouri Kogoro said, "because other people who know the Yamadas say that Mr. Yamada is a very good man, and he doesn't have any messy hobbies or habits. But speaking of it, Xiaolan has been in charge recently. Come on, I haven’t been to a place like that for many days, and I really miss it.”

Nobuhiro chuckled in his heart: You also know that going to a custom shop is a messy hobby...

He thought for a while and asked: "Speaking of custom shops, do you know Ying Xueyu?"