Conan’s Toast Does Not Eat Fine Wine

Chapter 958 Generous Client

Since he followed his mother to the United States and was adopted by Thomas Sindora, people around Sawada Hiroki often describe him as a "genius" - although he has never regarded himself as such, he has become accustomed to others over the years. A look of admiration.

Could it be that the too convenient calculations after becoming an artificial intelligence drove him to forget about thinking as a "human"? He has never been able to figure out such a simple question. Miyano Shiho's words can be said to be an enlightenment for him.

"You are right, maybe it is a visual error achieved by using light." Hiroki murmured to himself, "The imaging principle of the camera is similar to the human lens. It is difficult to deceive the camera, but there are always some people who can do it. "

Haibara Ai was keenly aware of Hiroki's slightly negative state. She spoke to comfort him without thinking: "Who can imagine such a thing? My brother is still in a fog."

Nobuhiro: "..."

He knew that Haibara Ai said this to comfort Hiroki, but... as expected, he still felt very unhappy!

With Asano Nobushige as a comparison, Hiroki's mood became much brighter. He quickly substituted visual interference factors and analyzed the unusual scene.

After a moment, Hiroki said in surprise: "Brother Jingguang, do you remember that weird three-eyed spider last time? I found that the method used by the person who broke in today was very similar to that of a spider."

Haibara Ai's ears twitched, and her eyes couldn't help but glance at Asano Nobushige.

Jingguang, is this your brother’s real name?

"Really?" Xinfan frowned slightly, "Are you sure it's him?"

"No, but the methods they use are basically the same. Even if they are not the same person, they are definitely related." Hiroki was excited, "Are you going to settle the score with him? We can continue to use the last strategy. He is definitely not our opponent. !”

Nobushige tapped the screen of his phone and scolded: "Don't be so violent. Gentlemen should use gentler methods."

Hiroki "rubbed his head" and replied: "Don't fight, don't fight, I understand, so what should we do now?"

"Sleep!" Nobuhiro said rudely, "Upgrade and modify these unreliable programs, and then go to sleep."

"that's all?"

"that's all."

After finishing speaking, Xinfan rubbed Hui Yuan Ai's smooth head and warned, "Go to bed early and don't work too late."

"Yes." Haibara Ai nodded obediently and watched Asano Nobushige leave her bedroom.

Brother Jingguang? This title seems to be more intimate. Sawada Hiroki actually called her brother by his real name before her, ahhh, so angry!

The rain in autumn is always continuous. Once the dark clouds cover the sky of the city, there will be fine autumn rain for a few days.

"It's raining so hard! My clothes are soaked!!" Mouri Kogoro cursed and rushed into the stairwell leading to the office.

Nobushige followed him through the door and put away his large umbrella. The water droplets immediately flowed down the umbrella ribs, creating small splashes on the floor, and soon gathered into a puddle.

While twisting his shirt, Mouri Kogoro complained to Nobutushige: "What kind of client is that today?! He dares to say that my famous detective Moori Kogoro is just a showman and is not really good at all. How dare he say that?" "

"Maybe it's because Mr. Mori has only seen your introduction on TV and has never witnessed your reasoning process with his own eyes." Nobushige comforted, "Or maybe it's because your last names are very similar? Similar people always talk to each other. It’s normal if you don’t like it.”

Mori's Japanese pronunciation was very similar to Mori, so he felt that his guess was quite reasonable.

In the Mori Detective Agency, the person who opened the door was Toru Amuro.

When he saw Mouri Kogoro and Asano Nobushige looking like drowned rats, he quickly said: "Come in quickly and wipe them with a towel!"

Nobushige took the towel and thanked him.

"Hmph, you paid so much commission fee just to call me over and give me a scolding. This kind of person deserves to have his wife run away with someone else." Mouri Kogoro still looked indignant until he was sitting at his desk.

"Why don't you go up and change clothes?" Nobuhiro asked with concern.

"No need." Mouri Kogoro shook his head, "It's been raining for a week, and my clothes can't be dried at all. It's better to dry them by body temperature."

It rained so much today that Nobuhiro's clothes got soaked, but he had spare clothes stored in the music room, so he wasn't too worried.

Nobushige assessed his and Mouri Kogoro's figures, and then suggested: "I have a dryer at home, and the clothes are quite dry. I just don't know if you can wear them."

"No need to bother."

Upon seeing this, Toru Amuro tried to persuade: "But we still have to work today. If the client sees us in a drowned state now, it will be too embarrassing for the office."

But Mouri Kogoro dismissed it: "There are so many commissions. I just completed one today. I guess there won't be any new commissions in the next three days!"

"Bang bang bang——"

At this moment, as if in response to his words, there was a knock on the door of the Mori Detective Agency.

Mouri Kogoro's expression froze and he quickly looked towards the door.

Nobuhiro had already opened the door, and a familiar face appeared outside.

"Hello, what can I do for you?" Nobuhiro bowed to the man and said hello, hiding the surprise in his eyes while lowering his head.

"Hello, is Detective Maori here?" The visitor said in a friendly tone, "I would like to ask him to accept my commission. Commissions are not a problem."

The client's generosity immediately attracted the attention of Kogoro Mori, but he was not happy, but frightened from the bottom of his heart.

"Kick him out, kick him out, have you guys finished yet? You even come to scold me!" Mouri Kogoro has been psychologically tortured by the client this morning. He now thinks that everyone is here to scold him.

The client standing outside the door was stunned and didn't even realize what Mouri Kogoro was talking about.

Nobuhiro had a professional fake smile on his face. He took a half-step to the side and made a "please" gesture: "Anyway, please tell me the specific content of the commission first."

"Thank you." The client nodded to him, then walked into the office and sat on the sofa in the middle.

Mouri Kogoro said impatiently: "Didn't I tell you to drive him out? You just want me so much..."

"This is the prepaid commission fee." The client placed a thin check on the table, "I will pay the remaining 80% after you complete the commission."

Mouri Kogoro's eyes turned into bells. He quickly rushed over, grabbed the check and started counting: "One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, ten million!!"

Just a 20% advance payment is a full 10 million, and the total commission is 50 million!

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