The moment Conan uttered those words, Mitsuhiro seemed to see a red character appear above Conan's head:
—Danger!
That's incredibly sarcastic!
Although Kōsuke knew that Conan probably wanted to ask:
"Uncle, do people really hire you for cases like this?"
But that's a question...
It seems like no one would ever entrust Uncle Mori with this task.
"Conan is really brave," Kōyū thought to himself with a hint of schadenfreude.
Upon hearing this, Uncle Mori opened his eyes, looked at Conan, and his lips twitched slightly.
Not only Conan, but also Uncle Mori had a word appear on his forehead:
--well.
This indicates that he was somewhat dissatisfied at the time.
Normally, he would probably add an extra dish for Conan.
The dish is called "Popped Chestnut".
But considering the request, he decided not to argue with Conan today.
Taking a deep breath, Uncle Mori calmed down.
At this moment, Conan also realized that there was something wrong with that statement.
Still having a survival instinct, he quickly offered an explanation:
"Uncle, that's not what I meant."
"I wanted to ask, are there really high rewards for simple commissions?"
After swallowing the food in his mouth, Uncle Mori glanced at Conan with a displeased look.
He explained:
"You three came to find me when you went to school."
"She is a wealthy woman."
After explaining the client's general situation, Uncle Mori then told the group about the details of the commission:
"According to her, it seems that someone in her family recently wanted to kill her husband."
"As long as I can find that person, that rich lady will pay me ten million."
To emphasize the high reward for this commission, Uncle Mori held up one finger and repeated:
"It's ten million!"
I don't know how other detective agencies operate.
Anyway, Uncle Mori's commission fee is different.
He will determine the commission fee based on the difficulty of the commission and the client's financial situation.
Most of the time, the client will provide a price.
He almost never refuses a task unless the reward is much lower than he expected, or the difficulty of the task is completely disproportionate to the reward.
Of course, he wouldn't refuse if offered a high commission.
Private investigation is also a business, and it's always a matter of mutual consent.
He wouldn't ask for a commission fee that far exceeds the complexity of the task.
However, they will not refuse high commissions offered by others that far exceed the complexity of the task.
"Ten...ten million?" Xiaolan could hardly believe the number she was hearing.
"No way?"
Even Conan was taken aback by this number.
Guangyou couldn't help but marvel at the abundance of the reward.
Ten million yen, which is roughly equivalent to over six hundred thousand yuan.
For a private investigator, this is already an astronomical commission.
This is one of the most paid cases Uncle Mori has ever received since he started working as a private detective.
Uncle Mori has only accepted three or four such exorbitant commissions.
If this is true, then it's certainly worthwhile to celebrate by dining at such a high-end restaurant.
However, such a high amount of money inevitably raises some doubts about the authenticity of the commission.
Was that client a scammer?
It's normal to have this kind of thought.
Seeing the surprised expressions on their faces, Uncle Mori smiled broadly.
He also understood the special nature of this multi-million dollar entrustment.
So he took a bulging envelope out of the inside pocket of his suit and waved it in front of the group.
Then he said with a smile:
"I have already received the 500,000 yuan deposit from that rich lady, as well as the signed and stamped contract."
"The five hundred thousand is in this envelope, and the contract is in my office."
"Don't worry!"
Although only a deposit was paid, the commission was not completed.
But Uncle Mori was very confident in securing that ten million in commission.
He wasn't unfoundedly confident.
The content of this commission is the foundation of his confidence.
He said to the group:
"Didn't I already say that?"
"The rich woman said that someone in her family wanted to harm her husband."
"So all I need to do is go to her house to gather evidence and find the person who really wants to harm her husband, or who just wants to play a prank."
As he spoke, Uncle Mori tapped his forehead with his finger.
He habitually started to boast:
"This kind of request can be easily resolved with just a little thought!"
"I, Kogoro Mouri, am determined to have this ten million!"
After saying that, Uncle Mori stuck out his tongue and laughed as usual.
Well, just now Kōyū thought that Uncle Mori had a bit of a gentlemanly air about him.
Now Uncle Mori has ruined it all himself.
Knowing that Uncle Mori had received a ten million dollar commission, Xiaolan was no longer worried about dinner.
A three-star restaurant will definitely be more expensive than a regular restaurant.
But apart from the bottle of red wine Uncle Mori wanted, they didn't order any expensive dishes today.
You can eat it without worry.
The scallop-filled ravioli was really good, and the cauliflower sauce was a great complement.
The group was also happy that Uncle Mori had received such a request.
Because of this ten million, everyone ordered a few more dishes.
The red wine was quickly served by the waiter.
After pouring Uncle Mori a glass, the waiter turned and left.
Only one sentence remains:
"Please let me know if you need anything."
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