A strong smell of alcohol hit Guangyou's nose, making him involuntarily frown.
Even though Kōyū was quite far away, Conan and Eri, who were closer, were so overwhelmed by the smell that they had to cover their noses.
Uncle Mori, looking smug, said, "Hehe, drunkard attack, begin!"
After saying that, Uncle Mori tried to let out a burp.
Before the fight even started, Kōyū pinched his nose and sprayed air freshener in front of Uncle Mori's face.
"To die before one's mission is accomplished" perfectly describes Uncle Mori's current state of mind. Before he could even burp, he was sprayed in the face with air freshener.
"Serves you right."
Eri rolled her eyes at Uncle Mori.
With the help of air freshener, the smell of alcohol in the air dissipated considerably, but it was still there.
Eri covered her nose with a handkerchief and asked, "I came here to ask you about the murder that happened at the construction site in Beihu Town. I wonder if you remember it."
"It seems there was such a murder case."
It was very late, and Conan, out of curiosity, endured the smell of alcohol to listen to the two discussing the case.
Guangyou, on the other hand, was completely different from him; he had no curiosity about the case whatsoever.
To be precise, ordinary people wouldn't be curious about murder cases; on the contrary, they would keep their distance.
It was getting late, so Guangyou said goodbye to the others and went back to his room to sleep.
He wanted to leave the room as soon as possible, which still smelled strongly of alcohol despite being sprayed with air freshener, and return to his comfortable bed to drift off to sleep.
He suddenly wanted to go back to China.
He hasn't been back for a long time.
Thinking of this, Guangyou gave a wry smile: "I'll go back after this matter is over."
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