"Playing tricks on me?"
After receiving a definite reply from Superintendent Hakuba, Makoto Sakaki put his cell phone in his pocket with satisfaction, picked up the vegetables and fruits he had spent a lot of money to buy, and walked towards the mall gate.
The text message from the White Horse Police Chief was like an oasis in the desert, bringing clear water to the exhausted and desperate travelers.
Sakaki Makoto really couldn't get the badge to participate in the game through formal channels, but Lao Ma could!
Although there was a discount, from 8 yuan to 4 yuan, it was still within Sakaki Makoto's affordability.
original...
He also wants to sell the qualification to participate in the game.
Is it not too much to sell a badge for 1 million yen?
After all, the audience are all rich people with a lot of money.
pity...
The White Horse Superintendent of Police gave him a discount.
After buying groceries, when passing by the downstairs of the Mori Detective Agency, Sakaki Makoto went home to get some daily necessities, and opened the door of the rented warehouse across the street.
The smell after the renovation has almost disappeared and the equipment is complete.
Makoto Sakaki can already imagine the wonderful life after moving.
It is not appropriate to live in Dr. Agasa's house all the time. Even if the owner doesn't mind, Sakaki Makoto still doesn't like the feeling of living under someone else's roof.
Just as he closed the warehouse door and prepared to return to Agasa's residence...
Outside the Poirot Café, a handsome and sunny young man with blond hair walked out with garbage bags in both hands.
Sakaki recognized him, a newly hired waiter at the Poirot Café, but he couldn't quite remember his name, but it seemed to be...
Toru Amuro?
The other person noticed Sakaki Makoto's gaze, put down the garbage bag, and waved his arm in greeting.
As a regular customer of the café...
Everyone knows that Makoto Sakaki likes to eat the pork chop rice in the restaurant.
The manager of the cafe even made Sakaki Makoto's favorite pork chop rice into a signature dish, hanging it high on the wall and serving it for breakfast, lunch and dinner.
Thanks to this, the store has seen a lot of new customers coming in recently.
Across the street, Toru Amuro took a step forward, as if he wanted to come up and say a few words to Makoto Sakaki, but...
"Mr. Sakaki Makoto?"
The voice behind him made Sakaki Makoto 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 living at Dr. Agasa's house recently?"
"Just passing by to buy groceries."
Sakaki Cheng showed the plastic bag in his hand and asked back:
"Aren't you in the hospital with Hattori-kun?"
"Oh, don't mention it."
Conan curled his lips and said unhappily:
"After you left the hospital, he tried to sneak out of the ward, but because of his inconvenient legs and feet, he was too slow and was caught by He Ye halfway. Together with the doctors and nurses, he was escorted back to the ward."
"In order to investigate Thomas Sintra, I have to act alone."
"By the way...what are you guys planning on having for dinner?"
He peeked into the plastic bag, very curious.
“Oden.”
"Very good!"
Conan shouted excitedly:
"It just so happens that I didn't have dinner tonight!"
"Come on, let's go back to the doctor's house together!"
"Where are Miss Maori and the others?"
"Ran and uncle went out early in the morning to do a show at Nichimi TV. They won't be back until very late. I didn't want to go, so I ran to the hospital to play with Hattori."
Nichimei TV should really burn incense and pray to the Buddha, thanking you, the god of death, for letting them go...
After complaining, Sakaki pushed Conan's big head away and asked:
"What kind of program is Nichimi TV looking for Mr. Maori to produce?"
"An interview with a famous detective."
Conan, who was concentrating on cooking oden, said casually:
"Nippon TV recently launched a new project, asking reporters to respond to audience calls and invite famous detectives from Tokyo to participate in the show..."
“Do you have tofu wrapped in meat?”
"...have."
"That's good. My favorite oden dishes are chicken skewers and tofu wrapped meat."
Throwing away the popsicle stick, Conan put his hands behind his head and said with a smile:
"Did Nichimi TV not invite you?"
"Alas, as a famous detective, it seems that the puppet uncle I support is more famous than you."
Boom!
“Ouch…”
Covering his head, Conan squatted down, tears streaming down his face from the pain:
"What are you doing?!"
"My fists itch."
"Why do you want to hit me with your fists?!"
"Because I think you're itching too."
Conan is the typical type who will tear down the house if he is not beaten for three days.
If you're not careful, he can make you disappear on the spot and you won't be able to find him. His skills are comparable to Kidd's.
While the two were talking, Toru Amuro, who was at the door of the cafe, also left.
"Carry it."
Sakaki Makoto stuffed the plastic bag into Conan's arms:
"Can't you see your hand is injured? You have no eyesight at all!"
Conan, who was used to being bullied, took the bag obediently, thought for a moment and said:
"Are you going to be on the TV show?"
Sakaki Makoto paused and suddenly remembered Gin's mission.
By participating in the Nichimi TV program, wouldn't it be possible for me to get in touch with Mizunashi Rena openly?
Thinking of this...
Sakaki Makoto said:
“But they didn’t contact me.”
"Nonsense, where does Nichimei TV get your private information?"
Conan glanced at him:
"Although you and uncle are both detectives, at least uncle has the contact information."
"And you?"
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