Rebirth of Conan as a Detective

After Koizumi Yakumo's former residence is the destination, the Songjiang Lake Hotel, the middle-aged uncle Niu Gangsan said that he had an appointment to discuss business with someone as soon as he arrived, so everyone had to wait in the hotel lobby.

"Someone will lead the way later, you can wait here and have some matcha and snacks prepared by the restaurant." The receptionist said.

"Okay, thank you."

Uncle Maori sat down on the sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the hotel, looking out at the beautiful scenery of Shidao Lake in the setting sun and dusk.

"It's really nice to see Shidao Lake from here, haha."

"Yes," Xiaolan stood up in front of the window intoxicated, "The hotel is built by the lake, it's so beautiful!"

"I can see the clam picking tomorrow morning..."

Uncle Mao Li leaned back on the sofa and looked at the people at Lianjuhui: "When it comes to picking clams, Basho seems to have a poem with one line, 'When you see a clam, the shell will split in two, just like the distant autumn', right?"

Reiko Ando smiled awkwardly: "Mr. Mori, that's not a clam, it should be a' clam'..."

"Clams?"

"That's right, that poem is 'When you see a clam, the shell splits into two halves, just like the distant autumn', and this is the poem that Basho recited in Ogaki City, the end of the Oku no Hosichi Road..."

"Yes, is it?" Uncle Mao Li blushed slightly and scratched the back of his head, "It seems that I made a mistake."

Gao Cheng sat beside him without saying a word, picked up a piece of pastry and ate it.

If he doesn't know, he won't show off like an uncle, just be a mascot honestly...

“The pastries here are pretty good.”

"Of course," Yagizawa, the manager of the pastry shop, said with a clever smile, "Songjiang is as famous as Kanazawa, Kyoto, and both are important towns rich in Japanese pastries. Our Osaka side is still quite different..."

"I'll try it too."

Xiaolan and Conan then picked up the pastries on the coffee table.

"looks very tasty……"

"Don't forget to brush your teeth after eating.

"Dentist Shiina Ryosuke reminded with a smile, "Eating sweets is not good for teeth, especially if you often eat sweets..."

"cough."

Gao Cheng put down the pastry plate and turned his gaze to the other side. Uncle Niu was still talking to a middle-aged man in a gray suit with a briefcase, and he could hear words like stocks from time to time.

"Isn't this the famous detective Mori Kogoro?" The middle-aged man happened to see the yelling Uncle Mori, walked over in surprise, handed out his business card and said with a smile, "Hello, my name is Yong Shounan, and I am Naniwa Securities Okayama Branch This time, come here to discuss business with Mr. Niu..."

"What are you doing?" Niu followed with a sullen face, and interrupted quickly, "Should you be able to go back?"

"Uh," the middle-aged man named Yongjunan said embarrassingly, "haha, that's true... Actually, I also like haiku very much. Let's talk about it later. Then, Mr. Mori, I wish you a good time."

"Humph!"

Niu shoved the man away, and smiled immediately: "Don't worry about that guy, Detective Maori, let's have dinner together later, just in time to listen to the experiences of the two famous detectives."

Gao Cheng glanced at the uncle who was greatly satisfied with his vanity, feeling a little sad.

Every time I met the uncles and his gang, something would happen, and I was worried. How could I have any leisure to enjoy the rare trip to Songjiang?

On the contrary, it's Uncle, who seems heartless, and doesn't take his title of God of Plague to heart at all...

As for the boy Conan, insight has become instinctive, no matter whether there is an incident or not, he is vigilant and observing, and will not be affected at all.

Gao Cheng helped his forehead.

Really, after arriving in the world of Conan, it seems that no trip is easy...

This sick world.

As the sun went down in the evening, Shidao Lake was reflected in a piece of orange red. Gao Cheng followed Conan into the hot spring of the hotel, and soaked comfortably in the small pool surrounded by stones.

In the steaming room, looking at the sunset glow in the sky and the beautiful scenery of Shidao Lake, I feel that I am exhausted, and I just want to lie down by the pool and sleep.

"It's so comfortable..."

"That's right," Conan floated comfortably on the water with only one head exposed, and looked at Yagi Zeqiao who had a mustache on the opposite side, "By the way, Uncle Yagizawa, what exactly is a sentence?"

"This." Yagizawa looked at Gao Cheng who was resting with his eyes closed while resting on a towel. "Actually, Detective Kido is right. Simply put, it's a game of answering sentences. The next person has to make a sentence of Qiqi, and after Qiqi, he has to make a sentence of Wuqiwu. The first Wuqiwu is called a sentence, and there is also a sentence in a haiku. A description of the season will also be added..."

Gao Cheng opened his eyes.

Isn't it just like poetry, they all have a fixed format, and even sentences are made together to make poetry...

"Then what kind of sentences do you like, Uncle Yagizawa?" Conan continued to ask.

"I prefer humorous sentences," Yagizawa looked at Ryosuke Shiina who just came to the hot spring, "Shiina, what do you like?"

"Me?" Shiina Ryosuke walked into the hot spring pool, "Well, I prefer sentences with emotions, such as the feeling of a father loving his daughter..."

"Oh?" Uncle Mao Li was stunned, "Mr. Shiina, do you have a daughter?"

"Yes," Ryosuke Shiina looked dark, "but my wife ran away from home with her."

"No, I'm sorry..."

"It's nothing. It's all because of my debts outside."

Shiina Ryosuke smiled cheerfully and didn't mind.

"By the way, can you tell me about the cases you great detectives have solved later?"

"No problem." Uncle Mao Li didn't mean to refuse at all, but seemed to be beaten, "Speaking of the case, I remember..."

Gao Cheng silently turned his head away.

There are only a few cases that the uncle solves soberly. Every time he talks about it with others, he repeats those few cases over and over again. His ears can hear calluses. I can't bear it...

Conan also hid aside, looking like he was having a headache: "Kito, you can talk more about the case later."

"To be honest, I don't want to talk about anything," Gao Cheng rolled his eyes, "Don't worry, I'll get drunk after drinking, no one will care about his nonsense..."

After soaking in the hot spring, everyone changed into yukatas and went to the Japanese room next to them for dinner. Uncle Mori started drinking before investigating the case.

"Come on, Mr. Molly, drink more."

"thank you."

"By the way," Shiina Ryosuke helped pour a glass of wine, and suddenly asked, "Do you have plans for tomorrow?"

"The plan..." Xiaolan paused, and asked Conan, "Conan, have you heard of the Yaegaki Shrine? I just heard what Mr. Reiko said in the bathhouse, how about going to see it tomorrow?"

"But we are going to visit the Tiffany Garden Art Museum tomorrow morning, and then in the afternoon..."

"I remember that there is a god at the Yaegaki Shrine who specializes in pulling red threads," Shiina Ryosuke said with a light smile, "Many people go to Mingjing Pond to ask about marriage."

"In that case, let's go together too," Yagisawa suggested, "It seems that everyone here is single except for Mr. Niu, right, Detective Kido?"

"Uh-huh."

Gao Cheng was not interested in the marriage of the gods or anything, and concentrated on solving the food in front of him.

"Xiao Lan is not single..."

"Really?" Reiko Ando smiled, "No wonder I feel that Xiaolan has a sweetheart, maybe it's Detective Kido?"

"How, how?!"

"No!" Xiao Lan waved her hands with a blushing face, and Conan was also flustered, which made Uncle Mao Li's face darken.

"Why are you so nervous, kid?!"

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