Chapter 476 Accompanying Conan Is Like Accompanying a Tiger (Added 3/3 Updates for Leader Sofia Ruobing)

Chapter 476: Accompanying Conan is like accompanying a tiger (Additional update 33 for leader Sofia Ruobing)

However, unlike his height, the expression on this man's face is very humble, and he perfectly portrays the image of a newcomer who doesn't know anything.

The reason why he said it was a performance was because Nobuhiro saw deep contempt and arrogance in his eyes.

To be so arrogant next to a primary school student who is the god of death, this guy's path is narrow!

Doesn't he know that accompanying Conan is like accompanying a tiger?

As soon as he entered the door, Mouri Kogoro introduced him enthusiastically: "Come on, Asano, let's get to know each other. This is my new disciple named Fabian Wei...uh, Wei..."

"West, Fabian West." The man stretched out his hand toward Nobuhiro, "I have long admired your name, Mr. Asano."

Nobushige did not shake hands with him, but cast doubtful eyes on Mouri Kogoro: "Disciple? What disciple?"

"Of course he's the disciple of the detective!" Mouri Kogoro pulled Nobushige over and helped them complete the handshake of the century.

Then Fabian West introduced himself to several employees in the music classroom with great interest: "Hello, I am Fabian West, a disciple of the great Maori detective. It is my first time to meet you. Please give me some advice." .”

Azusa Enomoto and the others still gave him face. No matter what they thought in their hearts, at least they greeted him with a smile on the surface.

Fabian West finally found Okiya Subaru, but in contrast to his enthusiastic sunshine, Okiya Subaru's expression was calm, and there was even a trace of solemnity in his eyes.

Fabian West didn't mind either: "Actually, I am a detective from the United States, and I am also famous in Texas. Of course, this reputation cannot be compared with Mr. Maori! I heard that Japan is a detective. Paradise, so I came here specifically, hoping to learn the true meaning of detectives in Japan!"

"Isn't England the paradise of detectives?" Nobuhiro asked calmly.

Fabian West immediately explained excitedly: "Of course not! Japanese detectives have already become famous all over the world! The names of sleeping Kogoro and Sherlock Holmes in the Heisei era have long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people!"

His Japanese is fairly clear, but the problem is that his accent is too strong. He spoke so fast that no one could understand what he was saying.

However, when Mouri Kogoro heard that the title of Kudo Shinichi appeared with him, he immediately became serious and said unhappy: "How can that boy Kudo Shinichi be named the same as me?"

Conan: "..."

My uncle was really embarrassed to say that he was the one who beat up the sleeping Kogoro!

"Of course Teacher Maori is more powerful." Fabian West said with a smile, "Even in the United States, there are a large number of detectives who want to be your disciple!"

"Hahahaha!" Mouri Kogoro laughed wildly, "You are also very good. Your performance today shocked me!"

But Nobushige cast a look of hatred towards Tohru Amuro.

Toru Amuro looked confused: "???"

However, when such an expression fell into Xinfan's eyes, it made him even more angry.

The title of Mouri Kogoro's eldest disciple has been taken away by others. How can this guy still be so calm? Too unmotivated! By the way, Toru Amuro has been back in Japan for many days, but he has not been to the Mori Detective Agency even once, and has been staying in the music classroom to pretend to be salty.

"Mr. Mori." Nobutushige interrupted the business exchange between Kogoro Mori and Fabian West, "Mrs. Yamada has recommended a client to you, and this is her business card."

"Oh?" Mouri Kogoro took it and looked at it, his eyes lit up, "The commission fee from such a rich lady should be very generous, right?"

"Of course, it is said that there are ten million."

"Ten million?!" Mouri Kogoro immediately forgot all about his disciples, "Have you made an appointment with her? Why don't we go now!"

Conan's eyes narrowed into half-moons, and he complained in a low voice: "Is it really appropriate to reveal your true nature in front of your disciples?"

Nobuhiro also smiled and said: "The specific time still needs to be discussed and decided by you and the client."

"Then I'll call her now, haha, this is 10 million!" Mouri Kogoro held the business card as if he had grabbed a huge sum of money.

Conan glanced at Fabian West furtively, and then quietly walked to Nobushige: "That first disciple must be regretting it now, right?"

After all, Mouri Kogoro still seems too far away from the famous detective.

However, Nobuhiro shook his head and said enigmatically: "The more powerful the characters are, the more they return to their original nature, and their lack of style is their protective color."

"Is this really true?" Conan looked up suspiciously.

"Who knows?" After all, even Nobushige was not sure that he had really seen through Mouri Kogoro. "But what happened to this Fabian West? You picked him up on the road?"

"That's right. There was a murder at a nearby convenience store, and Fabian West was also one of the suspects. But he was very calm, and he basically deduced the identity of the real murderer at the same time as me." Conan teased, " He's much less worried than a suspect who doesn't answer calls from the police."

Nobushige touched his nose and pretended not to understand anything: "With him by Mr. Mori's side, you, a real detective, can relax a lot."

"Hmph, maybe he will be even busier." Conan's eyes were full of doubts about Fabian West, "Speaking of which, I heard something unusual from Officer Megure today."

Xinfan lowered his head and looked at him: "What's the matter?"

Conan waved to Nobuhiro to lower himself, but his action was ignored by the other party. Conan had no choice but to stand on tiptoes, get as close as possible to Nobushige, and whisper: "Do you remember the bomber who teased the police last time by threatening the lives of twelve million citizens in Tokyo?"

Nobuhiro nodded to show that he remembered, then suddenly raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you going to tell me that the prisoner escaped?"

"Of course not. Under the strict surveillance of the police, it is impossible for him to escape." Conan's expression was very serious. "It should be said that the truth is exactly the opposite. Officer Megure told us that the bomber is dead."

"died?"

"Well, the police said he died of illness. But when I mentioned this matter today, Officer Megure's expression was a little strange. And the timing is such a coincidence, you must have noticed something was wrong, right?"

Of course something was wrong. The guy who was able to plan and launch many provocative actions against the police in seven years was terrifyingly strong both mentally and physically. He would not fall ill and die due to psychological reasons as soon as he was arrested.

With the hatred in his heart for the police, the probability of escaping from prison is obviously higher than sitting there waiting for death.

And at this time...it had only been a few days since the bomber was arrested. Why did the disease come on so quickly?