The victory of Tang Ze and Conan naturally means someone's defeat. The victory of Tang Ze and Conan naturally means someone's defeat.
Seeing this result, Maori Kogoro scratched his hair in frustration, "Damn it! I lost again!"
"Come here, Xiaolan, this is Conan's portion, keep it."
After Tang Ze and Conan finished celebrating, he took out his wallet and handed over a stack of bills. "I can exchange them with my horse racing tickets. You can keep them for now so I don't have to make a trip."
"Ah? How can this be?" Xiaolan waved her hands repeatedly as she looked at the thick stack of bills handed over. "Conan is just a child. Besides, the money for the horse racing tickets was paid by our seniors."
"It was Conan who suggested I buy the Thunder Boy this time, and he also gave me some of his New Year's money, so just accept it."
Tang Ze stuffed the money into Xiaolan's hand and whispered, "Please keep it for Conan first. If Uncle Maori spends all the money on horse racing, drinking, etc., you two can abandon him and go out for a big meal.
If you have nothing to do, just treat it as pocket money for the two of you. Take Conan out to play more and eat some of your favorite cakes.
This is not just a compliment. In fact, Conan really paid for part of the money that Tang Ze used to buy horse racing tickets.
After all, knowing that Kogoro Mouri was a spendthrift, Conan finally came to his senses after Karasawa attacked him from the side in the horse racing room and learned to care for his girlfriend.
So he took out the little money his parents had given him for emergencies and asked Tang Ze to help him buy horse racing tickets. If he made a profit, he would ask Tang Ze to help deliver it to Xiaolan.
He, the washing machine! He dotes on his wife!
"Moshimoshi? Maori-san?"
"I'm not saying I don't have time now..."
When Kogoro Mouri, who was unhappy with his failure, was about to hang up the phone impatiently, he was suddenly overwhelmed by a murderous aura.
He raised his head in response to the stress, and saw Xiaolan staring at him with a full "anger value", holding a feather duster in her hand, as if she was ready to come up and use a big move on him at any time.
Conan, who was standing by, turned off the TV with great tact and stood aside with Tang Ze to watch the game.
Seeing the angry Xiaolan, Maori Kogoro, who was as timid as a beady eye, immediately changed his words on the phone and said, "Ah, if it's just a chat, I can still spare some time..."
"Can you please have a more proper attitude? This is a job!" Looking at her father who took over the job, Xiaolan finally calmed down and put her hands on her hips and lectured him in a bad mood.
"I know... I will definitely correct my attitude..." After hanging up the phone, Kogoro Mouri looked at his daughter and said sincerely.
"What kind of person is the client?" Conan asked curiously.
"She's an Obasan, right? She said she's nearby and will probably be here soon." Maori Kogoro said weakly, "Anyway, I don't believe she's that pretty..."
"Ah~ Please help me find my first love~" Maori Kogoro pretended to be a vomiting character, and then he held his chin and complained: "I have seen many people like this..."
Just as Mouri Kogoro was performing, there was a knock on the door. When Mouri Kogoro finished uttering the last word of his conclusion, the person outside the door heard Xiaolan's invitation and walked in.
"Excuse me, my name is Ikebo Jinghua, and I was the one who called earlier."
Completely different from what Kogoro Mori had guessed, the person who came to his house was a beautiful woman with great temperament.
She had short hair and wore a kimono, but it didn't look out of place at all, and she looked very elegant.
Ikenami Shizuka, clutching her handbag in both hands, bowed slightly to the crowd and said, "I'm sorry to bother you so suddenly, but a friend strongly recommended that I ask Mr. Maori for help. He said he'd definitely be able to find the person I'm looking for..."
"Come in first, let's sit down and talk slowly." Xiaolan warmly invited the client into the room.
Kogoro Mouri, who saw the client entering the room, disappeared after being slapped in the face.
Being slapped in the face at the speed of light and disappearing was certainly not due to such a trivial matter as losing face.
On the contrary, the moment he saw the client enter the door, Kogoro Mouri returned to his room at lightning speed.
"Huh? Where's Dad?" Xiaolan turned her head to look for her father, but there was no sign of him.
Just as Ikenami Shizuka was sitting on the sofa, the door of the room suddenly opened.
Maori Kogoro, who had just been slovenly dressed, was now dressed in a suit. He pretended to be a gentleman and came to the other party, shook her hand and said, "I am so sorry to have kept such a beautiful lady like you waiting for so long.
I've been looking at those tough cases."
At this moment, Kogoro Mouri no longer looked as sloppy as he did during the horse racing. He was dressed in a suit and looked very respectable. Coupled with the style of pretending to be deep and serious, he looked very realistic.
"Oh...oh...it's okay..." Ikenami Shizuka looked at the attentive Mouri Kogoro and didn't know how to respond for a moment.
"Come, please sit on the sofa. Before I discuss the commission, please calm your heartbeat."
Maori Kogoro pushed Ikenami Shizuka's shoulders, and his pretentious demeanor didn't last long. He turned around and couldn't hold back his smile, "Xiaolan! Bring me some drinks."
"I know..." Xiaolan replied with a sullen face when she saw her father being so attentive.
"It's started again..." Conan and Tang Ze looked at each other and held their foreheads in silence.
This old man who looks so filthy when he sees a beautiful woman is really suffering so much.
However, since the client was present, the two did not expose Kogoro Mouri's plan. Karasawa also waited for the other party to explain the situation, wanting to see whether it would trigger a case.
Although it's unlucky to say this, as it means someone else has died, but...
This is the daily life of the Maori family!!
After the client's explanation, everyone understood the whole story.
"So, the person you're looking for is a classmate from junior high school?" Getting down to business, Maori Kogoro began to act more like a professional. "Yes, we were in the same kendo club back then," Ikenami Shizuka nodded.
"If that's the case, the graduation yearbook should have their address recorded in it, right?" Maori Kogoro frowned and asked, "Is the address invalid?"
"Yes, that's true." Ikebo Jinghua coughed twice and said with some distress: "He happened to be moving before graduation, so he didn't leave any address."
As she spoke, Ikenami Shizuka rummaged through her bag and pulled out a photo. "This is a photo from back then. I'm looking for the one in the middle holding the championship trophy."
Ikenami Shizuka pointed at the boy in the middle of the photo and said, "His name is Shibata Shiro."
"Could that girl with ponytail standing on his left be..." Kogoro Mouri pointed at a girl next to him, unsure.
"Hi, that's me. It's a bit embarrassing to say this, it's been thirty years..."
"Thirty years have passed!? Are you in your forties now?" After a brief shock, Kogoro Mouri was ecstatic.
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