Neon lights flashed, and in the ocean of lights, with the rising music and the slandering sounds in the corners, the nightlife of the bustling city began.

"I am Kogoro Mouri, a detective.

Yes, my job is to find out other people's pain points.

In order to heal the heart that is sick because of this kind of work, most detectives have secret drinks that belong to them.

This shop with billiards and dart shooting games with young people shouting... It's a pity that it's not my drinking place. It's just that the client is the bartender here, so I had to come."

"Do you drink with wine?" An inappropriate voice interrupted the fantasy of the detective.

At the bar, Kogoro Mori, wearing a new suit, pink tie, sunglasses, and dressed in a greasy and pink face, rolled his eyes secretly, then looked around him, and Chen Xing sat there quietly, incompatible with this noisy environment.

Yes, when someone came out of the convenience store with a bucket noodles, he happened to meet Kogoro Mori who was waiting for the bus. The detective had sharp eyes and saw him at a glance, with his latest black Heiji.

It is always troublesome to wait for cars in the middle of night wind, especially with waxed hairstyles, which can easily change in the exhaust gas.

Therefore, I feel that I should be very ignorant of the world. Young and honest juniors should see the old seniors who are in the adult world, so I generously invite the juniors to come to his destination.

Of course, he did not forget to indirectly criticize this young junior in the car, whether he had any money on him...

"Just drink quietly, no, just drink water." Kogoro Mouri curled his lips.

There is a cup of white water in front of Chen Xing.

Amid the sound of "Wow" screams and the noise of billiard balls in his ears, he quietly looked at the young people in the store who dyed their hair colorfully and dressed in a torn manner and did not forget to hang a few chains.

"Come on, Mr. Detective, please drink this glass first." The slightly heavy-looking female bartender pushed the goblet in front of the detective.

"Her name is Fukui Yusui, twenty-six years old, and she is the bartender at this bar." Kogoro Mouri smiled confidently, "I think she was attracted to me. The evidence is this light green gimlet that I invited me to drink."

Chen Xing had just come back to his senses, and he subconsciously said, "Screw Taps?"

He has been learning English recently.

"..." Kogoro Mouri's eyes twitched, "It's Jimlet cocktail!"

Chen Xing smiled apologetically.

Kogoro Mori held up his sunglasses and slapped the cigarette he had just taken two puffs of it in luxury... Oh no, it just put it on the ashtray.

"He must have seen the famous detective Philip Marrow in me." He picked up the goblet gracefully, sniffed it upstream, then leaned over to his lips and took a sip.

Then, it spurted out at a faster speed.

"Isn't this cup green tea?" Kogoro Mori was so shocked that his sunglasses slid to the tip of his nose, with one eyebrow high and the other low eyebrows.

The female bartender who had just walked away a few steps quickly came over and said embarrassedly: "I'm so sorry, because I'm afraid that you'll get drunk will affect your work."

"Ah, is that?" Kogoro Mouri secretly glanced at Ceyuki. After finding that the junior's expression had not changed, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief. At least his tall image had not been destroyed.

It should be.

"Wait a minute, come back from scratch." He took a sip of his cigarette.

"I am Kogoro Mouri, a detective. This is the billiard bar where the client bartender works. The only thing that can soothe my heart is the jazz rhythm that flows in the store... "

"Uncle, did you hear it?" A tender and familiar voice sounded from behind.

"Why do you think of the little kid?" Kogoro Mori, who was in the fantasy, opened his eyes and looked behind him blankly.

The innocent elementary school student looked at the two people sitting by the bar and blinked curiously.

"How come you little devil here?" Kogoro Mouri said in surprise.

"Because Sister Xiaolan asked me to ask you to go home quickly, otherwise the dinner meal would be cold." Conan held his head and chest out, like a sword of Shangfang.

"Didn't I say I'm here to work?" Kogoro Mouri snorted.

Conan laughed, "She said that although you said that, she just wanted to come here to have a drink."

"Nonsense, if I were here to drink, would I call Chietsuki too?" Kogoro Mouri was furious.

"Someone can drink with you to relieve your boredom." Conan looked at Chen Xing with a slight look. When he saw the glass of boiled water in front of him, the corners of his eyes could not help but jump.

Kogoro Mouri looked at the bartender Fukui Yusui indignation, "Is it a job entrusted to me, right? Or is it a difficult problem."

Fukui Yuxi nodded quickly.

"Did you hear it?" Kogoro Mouri became proud.

"What kind of case is it?" Conan ignored him at all.

"There is a strange sound when working," said Fukui Yusu, "It's like a sound when she pulls out the champagne cork."

Bo! Someone was driving champagne at the table next door. As the cork flew out, the wine overflowed.

"Listen, it's that sound." Fukui Yusu said.

"Can it be the sound of pulling out the champagne cork?" said Kogoro Mori.

Fukui Yuxi shook her head, "But at that time, I didn't give champagne to any of my guests."

"It may also be that the guests brought their own champagne to drink." Conan said: "There are corks on red wine."

"I thought this was the case before, so I began to pay special attention to all the guests' every move, but no guests drank champagne or red wine at that time." Fukui Yusui said seriously: "After hearing the sound, I heard the sound of something falling. I also found it when I cleaned after closing. There was no cork falling to the ground, but there was just a strange smell."

"Strange smell? Could it be the smell of gunpowder after something exploded?" Kogoro Mouri saw that there were more worlds and his imagination became bigger.

Fukui Yuxi waved her hand quickly, "No, it tastes like the fragrance of grapefruit. Although it is a very light smell, because my name contains grapefruit, I have always been very sensitive to the taste of grapefruit. This store will not use grapefruit, and if you think it is strange, I will invite Mr. Maori to come."

Kogoro Mouri speculated: "Will some customers accidentally spill out cocktails that were also citrus? For example, Jimlet will add lime juice, and there are screwdrivers and white beauties."

"But I think it really tastes like yuzu." Fukui Yusui affirmed.

Kogoro Mouri couldn't help but feel depressed.

Chen Xing asked, "How many times have you said the sound?"

Conan nodded secretly.

Fukui Yusui recalled: "There are two or three times in total for different days."

Conan asked: "Is there any guest who is always present when making a sound?"

"It just happened to be the table behind you now, four people who came together."
Chapter completed!