In the distance, Moriya Teiji, whose hairline was receding, slowly walked towards the group.
Ran bowed and introduced everyone: "My name is Ran Mouri. These three are my father, Kogoro Mouri, Conan Edogawa, and Mitsuyu. We are here in his place because Shinichi—oh, no, because Shinichi Kudo was unable to attend the gathering today."
Upon hearing that he was there in place of Shinichi, Teiji Moriya was somewhat disappointed and stroked his beard: "I see. Mr. Kudo couldn't come."
Conan pointed at Uncle Mori and interjected, "Even though Shinichi isn't here, Uncle Mori is still a famous detective!"
Uncle Mori was a little confused. He turned around and glared at Conan, then coughed lightly, walked up to Teiji Moriya, and introduced himself with his right hand: "I am Kogoro Mori."
Teiji Moriya smiled and said with delight, "So you are the famous detective Kogoro Mouri! It's my pleasure to meet you!"
After a brief meeting, Teiji Moriya led his group to the backyard where a tea party would be held.
Conan observed the various people at the tea party and couldn't help but exclaim: "No wonder this is a tea party hosted by a famous architect. The people here are musicians, models, big businessmen and critics, or entertainers. They are all familiar faces that you often see on TV."
With a smile on his face, Moriya Teiji said, "Please don't be shy, everyone. Please enjoy your leisurely afternoon here!"
The table was laden with delicious food. Guangyou wiped away non-existent drool from the corner of his mouth and said, "Then I won't be polite!"
After saying that, he went to the table, picked up the cake, and started eating.
Looking at the exquisite pastries on the table, Xiaolan exclaimed, "These pastries look so appetizing!"
Teiji Moriya said with a smile, "Seeing how happy Kouyu is eating proves that all the effort I put into making the desserts last night wasn't for nothing."
A beautiful young woman nearby exclaimed in surprise, "Professor, I didn't know you could cook!"
Moriya Teiji glanced back and replied, "I'm still single! How can I not cook? All the snacks laid out here today, whether they're sandwiches or cookies, were made by me. That's just my personality; I don't feel at ease unless I make them myself!"
Guangyou, who was eating snacks, rolled his eyes: This tastes only so-so, above average, but still far from my level.
A red-haired man, who looked like a musician, walked over from a distance: "I see. These beautiful buildings were born because of your spirit."
Upon hearing this, Teiji Moriya said with a hint of pride, "If it doesn't meet the criteria of beauty, I can't possibly recognize it as architecture!"
At this point, Teiji Moriya's face suddenly turned serious and angry: "Many young architects today simply lack an awareness of beauty! They must take a stronger sense of responsibility for their work! That's the right thing to do!"
Moriya Teiji suddenly realized he had been a bit out of line and changed the subject, saying, "By the way, Mr. Mori, I'd like to ask you a question, is that alright?"
Uncle Mori scratched his head: "Of course it's alright! Mr. Moriya, please feel free to ask."
Seeing that Uncle Mori had agreed but looked a little confused, Teiji Moriya explained, "I need to help a company run by three people to deduce an internet password. Since you are the famous detective Kogoro Mori, you should be able to crack it right away, right?"
When he said the last sentence, Teiji Moriya smiled slightly, seemingly without a hint of sarcasm, but there was a trace of mockery in his eyes.
Those around him gasped in amazement when they heard that the person standing in front of them was none other than the recently famous Kogoro Mouri.
Uncle Mori is very concerned about his image and can't stand being flattered. He straightened his suit and said, "That's true. Please tell me your problem."
Uncle Mori was full of confidence, but Conan didn't share that view and was deeply skeptical about whether Uncle Mori could solve the problem.
Moriya Teiji pulled a stack of papers from his coat: "These are the details of those three people. The access code is a noun composed of the three of them, consisting of five hiragana characters."
Besides the one handed to Uncle Mori, everyone else also received a piece of paper with three people's personal information.
Teiji Moriya addressed the singing crowd: "Three minutes allotted. Are you all ready? Alright, let's begin the timer!"
After saying that, Moriya Teiji turned over the hourglass that had been prepared on the table, and then took out his pipe to smoke.
Looking at the papers containing the three people's information, Uncle Mori broke out in a cold sweat. He rubbed his chin and said, "Their names don't have any common characters, their birth dates and blood types are different, and their hobbies are also different. It's much more difficult than I imagined."
Guangyou swallowed the last bite of food, wiped his mouth, picked up a piece of paper and glanced at it: "Yo, Sasuke? Isn't he from Naruto? What's he doing here at Conan's?"
Looking at the paper with only basic information, Guangyou couldn't help but ponder: Damn, so little information. Let me think about it carefully. Interest is unlikely, name and blood type are also unlikely. The most likely thing is the date of birth.
Suddenly, Guangyou noticed that the three of them were born a year apart.
Recall the clue: noun, five hiragana characters.
After thinking for a moment, Guangyou broke into a smile: Hehe, I got it.
Three minutes is a very short time. The red-haired musician scratched his head, looking very distressed: "I give up. I really can't figure it out. I think I'll wait for an expert to answer it."
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