Two members, one thin and one fat, the drunken boss with glasses and the fashionable girl with a barely smile beside him. These are the four people taking pictures.

"Okay, then I'm going to take a picture, come on, say 7~" Fat employee Xiao Muwenping pressed the shutter and said, "Minister, this negative film seems to have been taken."

"Don't worry, I brought two or three spare negatives for the camera. I asked her to buy a bunch of them, so that she would not be afraid of losing them." Minister Bo Tian Zhou Shi said with his tongue wide, and after saying that, he looked at the woman beside him, "Are you right?"

"Yes." Kishiura Mika hurriedly took out the negatives from her bag, "Xiao Mu, I'll give it to you."

"But the minister, now he still uses negative cameras. Isn't it inconvenient in many aspects?" Kenseki Hakumura, a thin member next to him, said curiously.

"I just hate digital cameras." Bo Tian Zhoushi hiccupped and laughed: "Look, there are also people in our department, and he said proudly that I can use digital cameras but have no ability to work."

Kishiura Miyaha hesitated: "Is the minister talking about Kissang?"

"That's right, it's Jisang." Bo Tian Zhou Shi seemed to remember the name of the poor guy who was ridiculed by him. "If he was like that guy, he would be trapped in the abyss of digital, he would not be able to tell the difference between reality, and would not leave, and finally even hang himself."

He laughed a few times, then said, "I remember, Kishiura seemed to have a good relationship with that guy before, right? If he didn't have a boyfriend, I would be lonely, and I could take time to accompany you."

"No, why are you so embarrassed?" Kishiura Mika smiled stiffly.

"What's wrong? Don't be so polite." Bo Tian Zhou Shi sniffed a sip of alcohol and said in an ambiguous tone: "Just rely on my friendship with you..."

"By the way, Minister!" Before he could finish his words, Kenseki Kuramura behind him suddenly spoke.

"What's wrong?" Bo Tian and Zhou Shi turned around unhappy.

"I have bought the billiards you asked me to find before." Kenze Chumura took out the billiards from the box with fine packaging. "This kind of billiards that use ebony is actually selling at a broken price."

It can be seen that Bo Tian Zhou Shi was a person he really liked. As soon as he saw the billiards, he immediately sat up from the sofa.

"Shumura, I'm sorry, this is the best gift." He took the club and the billiards box and said with a smile.

"What does this mean for gift?" Kence Hakumura was a little confused.

"This is a birthday gift for me, right? Chu Village?" Botian Zhoushi said for granted.

"Ah, yes." Kenze Chumura's lips moved, laughing like crying.

"I have bought it, too, the minister likes to use the darts." Fat member Xiao Mu Wenping was not willing to be outdone. "Although the soft darts made of plastic can often be seen, it took me a lot of effort to find this kind of hard darts made of metal."

"It's not easy, your ability to do things is really great." Bo Tian Zhou Shi praised him with satisfaction and no sincerity.

"Of course, my subordinates also plan to buy it as a gift for the minister." Xiao Muwen smiled.

Bo Tian Zhou Shi held the dart in his hand and said casually: "Xiao Mu, do you know why I want a hard dart made of metal?"

"I don't know this." Xiao Mu Wenping said subconsciously.

"That's because..." Bo Tian Zhou Shi raised his hand and made an action to throw the dart at him.

Xiao Muwen glared at her eyes and was so scared that she hugged her head and lay on the sofa.

Bo Tian Zhou Shi was happy to see him as a coward, "If it were a soft dart made of plastic, it wouldn't be scary."

After a while, there was an empty space on the pool table, and the few people walked over.

At the bar, Kogoro Mori looked back and coughed, "That's it. Go back and tell Xiaolan quickly, and I said that Uncle Kogoro, I have accepted the commission for difficult events and can't go back for the time being. Besides, I am still very happy. As a senior, of course I have to give some advice to my juniors with actual events."

Conan curled his lips and thought to himself that this uncle always made excuses, but I am afraid the next sentence is to drink wine?

Sure enough, Kogoro Mori pushed his sunglasses and smiled, "So, Xiaoyufu, how about making a glass of Jimlet for me?"

Conan laughed and looked at Chen Xing.

"Hey, can you still work if you drink?" Fukui Yusu said in surprise.

"What does this matter?" Kogoro Mouri disagreed.

Chen Xing shook his head and looked at Conan, "Do you drink water?"

"No." Conan was in no mood to drink water, and you are so happy that you actually drank boiled water in the bar?

But after thinking about it carefully, it seems that this is in line with his personality.

...

After a while.

"Uncle, let's go back quickly. Sister Xiaolan is already furious!" Conan shouted loudly at the corner of Kogoro Mouri's clothes.

"It's true, you're very noisy, why don't you listen?" Kogoro Mouri looked drunk, "Didn't you tell you that I'm working here?"

Just drinking bars? Conan watched the detective suddenly drink all the wine in his glass.

"Xiao Yuyou, please add another cup of Jimlet to me?" Kogoro Mori made a cheering gesture.

"Really, please think carefully about whether it's okay. I plan to solve this mystery and put that result on the blog." Fukui Yuxi sighed.

Conan walked to Chen Xing's side, "Hey, do you want to persuade uncle?"

"If he likes it, let him drink it." Chen Xing said: "If you want to eat, tell Xiaolan. When Uncle Maori finishes drinking, I will take him to have a midnight snack."

As if it was the first time Conan met him, he still stood on tiptoe and looked at the cup in front of him to see if it was boiled water or vodka.

--When did this guy who hates trouble the most take the initiative to take the trouble?

And if Chen Xing knew what he was thinking, he would definitely say, 'It was after he met you'.

"Don't worry, because of this mystery, I have almost solved it." Kogoro Mouri was full of confidence.

"Is this true?" Fukui Yusui said excitedly.

"Masaka..." Conan looked in surprise.

Kogoro Mouri smiled deeply, "I'm afraid the prisoner accidentally knocked over the citrus vinegar and added grapefruit."

"Hey, hey." Conan was a little stunned.

"Citrus vinegar that knocks over Yuzu?" Fukui Yu muttered, suspected that the invited detective was talking about the tongue twister.

"That's to say, that!" Kogoro Mouri was full of hints.

"That?" Fukui Yuxi leaned over and listened with a serious look on her face.

"It's so loud that I'm going to knock over the jealous jar!" Kogoro Mouri opened his fingers and grinned, "Just kidding, is my reaction very fast?"

Fukui Yu is playing with her hips.

Conan's expression was speechless.

Chen Xing felt that maybe he should have worked with Conan to persuade the uncle to go back.
Chapter completed!