Conan: I'm Not a Ghost

Chapter 727 I Fostered a Puppet Uncle (Please Vote and Subscribe!!!)

"Trying tricks with me?"

After receiving a definite answer from the Hakuba police chief, Sakaki picked up his mobile phone with satisfaction, took the fruits and vegetables he had spent a lot of money on, and walked towards the mall gate.

The text message from the White Horse Police Director is like an oasis in the desert, bringing a source of clear water to the exhausted and desperate travelers.

Through formal channels, Sakaki couldn't get a badge to participate in the game, but he could!

Although there was a discount, from 8 yuan to 4 yuan, this was still within Sakaki's tolerance.

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He also wants to sell qualifications to participate in the game.

Selling a badge for 1,000,000 yuan is not too much, right?

After all, the audience is all rich people with a lot of money.

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The White Horse police chief gave him a discount.

After buying groceries and passing by the downstairs of the Mori Detective Agency, Sakaki Makoto went home to pick up some daily necessities, and then opened the door of the rented warehouse across the street.

After the renovation, very little of the smell has dissipated, and the equipment is complete.

Sakaki can already think of a better life after moving.

It's not suitable to live in Dr. Agas' house all the time. Even if the owner doesn't mind, Sakaki still doesn't like the feeling of being under someone else's roof.

Just when he closed the warehouse door and was about to return to A Li's residence.

Outside Café Poirot, a handsome young man with blond hair walked out holding garbage bags in both hands.

Sakaki recognized him, the newly hired waiter at Poirot Cafe, his name couldn't be remembered clearly, he seemed to be...

Toru Amuro?

The other party noticed Sakaki's gaze, put down the garbage bag, and waved his arms in greeting.

As an old customer of the coffee shop.

Everyone knows that Sakaki likes to eat the pork cutlet rice in the store.

The manager of the cafe even made Sakaki's favorite pork cutlet rice a signature dish, hanging it high on the wall and serving it for breakfast, lunch and dinner.

Thanks to him, there have been a lot of customers coming to the store recently.

Across the street, Toru Amuro moved, as if he wanted to come up and have a few words with Sakaki Makoto, but...

"Mr. Sakaki Makoto?"

The sound from behind made Sakaki turn around subconsciously.

Conan, wearing a small suit and holding a popsicle, stood by the road and asked curiously:

"What are you doing here?"

".This is my home."

"But haven't you been staying at Dr. A Li's house recently?"

"Passing by to buy groceries."

Sakaki showed the plastic bag in his hand and asked:

"Aren't you with Brother Hattori in the hospital?"

"It's harmful, don't mention it."

Conan curled his lips and said displeasedly:

"After you left the hospital, he tried to sneak out of the ward, but he was too slow because of his inconvenient legs and feet. He Ye caught him halfway, and together with the doctors and nurses, he was escorted back to the ward."

"In order to investigate Thomas Sindora, I can only act alone."

"Speaking of which, what are you planning to have for dinner?"

He peered into the plastic bag, very curious.

"Oden."

"Very good!"

Conan shouted excitedly:

"It just so happens that I didn't eat tonight!"

"Let's go back to the doctor's house together!"

"Where are Miss Mori and the others?"

"Xiaolan and uncle went out early in the morning to do a program on Japanese TV station. They didn't come back until very late. I didn't want to go, so I went to the hospital to play with Hattori."

Japanese television stations should really burn incense and worship Buddha. Thank you, the God of Death, for letting them go.

After complaining, Sakaki pushed Conan's big head away and asked:

"What kind of program can Mr. Mori do on Japan TV?"

"An interview with a famous detective."

Conan, who was focused entirely on oden, said casually:

"Nippon TV has recently launched a new project, asking reporters on the station to comply with the voice of the audience and invite famous detectives from Tokyo to participate in the program."

"Is there any meat wrapped in tofu?"

".have."

"That's good. I like chicken skewers and tofu-wrapped pork the most in oden."

Throwing away the popsicle stick, Conan put his hands behind his head and said with a smile:

"Did Japan TV Station not invite you?"

"Well, we are both famous detectives, but the puppet uncle I support seems to be more famous than you."

Boom!

"Ouch."

Covering his head, Conan squatted on the spot, tears streaming down his face from the pain:

"What are you doing?!"

"Itchy fist."

"Why are you hitting me with itchy fists?!"

"Because I see you are itchy too."

Conan is a typical person who does not fight for three days and then goes to the house to uncover the tiles.

If you don't pay attention, he can disappear on the spot and no one can find him. His skill is comparable to Kidd.

While the two were talking, Toru Amuro also left at the door of the cafe.

"Carry it."

Sakaki Cheng stuffed the plastic bag into Conan's arms:

"Didn't you see that your hand was injured? Didn't you see it at all?"

Conan, who was used to being bullied, took the bag obediently, thought for a while and said:

"Are you going to participate in a TV show?"

After a pause, Sakaki suddenly remembered Gin's mission.

By participating in a Japanese TV show, wouldn't it be possible to get in touch with Mizuno Reina in an open and honest manner?

Think of this

Sakaki Cheng said:

"But they didn't contact me either."

"Nonsense, where did Japan TV Station get your private information?"

Conan glanced at him sideways:

"Although you and uncle are both detectives, uncle at least has contact information."

"And you?"

"You haven't seen anyone all day long, let alone your phone number, and even your home address is hidden. Even if the Japanese TV station wants to interview you, there is no way!"

Seeing Sakaki frowning, Conan waved his hand and said carelessly:

"rest assured."

"You are a detective recognized by Brother Shinichi, and your ability is beyond doubt."

"You call yourself brother?"

"Oh, I'm used to pretending in front of Xiaolan, I made a mistake with my words."

While talking, the two of them turned across the street and entered the path in front of Dr. Ali's house.

Just at this time, Kidd, who went to apply for a job at Japanese TV station, also came back.

"How did it turn out?"

Sakaki asked:

"Did Japan TV Station hire you?"

"ah"

Kidd wiped the sweat from his cheeks and said with a smile:

"Passed, passed, they want me to go to work tomorrow!"

"but."

"It was a little unexpected."

With a thump in his heart, Sakaki was keenly aware of the surprise in Kidd's mouth.

I'm afraid it's not small.

"What accident?"

Sakaki raised his eyebrows:

"Is it possible that they don't pay wages?"

"No, no, no, I was screwed during the interview at the beginning."

Scratching his head, Kidd said with some embarrassment:

"So I resorted to some extraordinary measures."

"I told the person in charge of the TV station that I guarantee that Mr. Sakaki Makoto can come forward for an interview."

"They were happy to hear that and they let me stay."

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"Hey, that's nice to say."

Conan, who doesn't mind taking things too seriously, showed contempt and accurately added fuel to the fire:

"Isn't it just selling out teammates!"

"How can you sell off your teammates?"

Kidd was unhappy on the spot:

"Obviously it's me who adapts to circumstances and creates great opportunities!"

"Did you say hello beforehand?"

".No."

"Then it's better to sell out your teammates!"

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