"Wow, I'm finally starting to be lucky!"

Kogoro Mouri took the wet horse racing lottery and kissed him excitedly.

"However, the other horse racing lottery tickets only bought 1,000 yen, why did only that one buy 10,000 yen?" Although Ran Maori was willing to persuade him to calm down, after all, her mood was inevitably turbulent when the prize was in the mid-million yuan, but fortunately she was still rational.

Conan laughed, "I think it might be that when Uncle Kogoro was knocked out of his wallet, he accidentally picked up the lottery tickets he bought by someone else?"

Kogoro Mouri immediately stuffed the lottery ticket into his arms, "It may be that I didn't pay attention to it myself, so I bought the wrong amount in the moment!"

He stared at the brat in front of him who wanted to eat the northwest wind next month, "And, even if this horse racing lottery was really something I accidentally picked up, the buyer's name was not written on the lottery, so I can only blame that person for losing it himself."

As he said that, when he saw the rolling eyes of Ran Maori and Conan, the detective looked at Chen Xing angrily, "Chen Xing, you have always been on my side. To be honest, what do you think?"

Chen Xing basically didn't hesitate, "What the uncle said makes sense."

Conan and Ran Mori looked at each other and were not surprised by this answer.

"Okay, let's have sushi for dinner today!" Kogoro Mouri beat his palm, "Let's go to the Mika Ireha Sushi Restaurant next door, and Chihsuki and Amuro will be with you too."

"Let the boss go with you, I have something to do." Amuro said politely.

Chen Xing originally wanted to refuse, but when he thought that he had eaten the dark food he had made himself for a few days, he thought it would be good to change his appetite.

--It is obvious that during the period when he left the temple, he studied cooking for a longer time than Kendo, but his craftsmanship has almost no improvement, and it is strange that scrambled eggs with tomatoes can still be mushy.

When he went out, Kogoro Mouri grinned, "What a good day today~"

From his personality, nothing is more pleasant than having money to pay.

Conan sighed in an old-fashioned manner. This uncle was clearly complaining that he was unlucky just now, maybe this was the adult's face.

...

It started to drizzle outside, drizzle.

Kogoro Mouri has lottery support and doesn't even bother to beat an umbrella. Even if he catches a cold, he is fearless.

Chen Xing and Ran Maori had an umbrella alone, and under the umbrella was a primary school student who was inexplicably upset.

In a sushi restaurant that looks ordinary, Kogoro Mori opened the store like a regular customer.

"Welcome!" A somewhat humorous voice with a little hoarse tone appeared immediately.

Chen Xing then went into the store, lifted the curtain and closed the door. When he looked up, he looked at the middle-aged man in a chef's uniform opposite.

The unpleasant face has a little bit of flesh, a medical eye mask with a left eye, and a hygienic Hu and a pair of exaggerated front teeth under the rosacea. It looks like a middle-aged man who is clearly fucked by life and still seeks happiness.

The other party's eyes were a little cloudy, as if they had drunk alcohol. Apart from their slightly strong physique, they didn't seem to be someone who could cause trouble for him at all.

But it was such a person who made Chen Xing's heart move, as if he was telling some danger that emerged, although it was only a moment.

"What, are there only a few of us customers?" Kogoro Mouri looked at it and saw the small storefront.

"Don't say such a recession." The chef of the front teeth came over with a tea tray. "Wouldn't this be better for this guest to treat this as a place to book a room?"

He brought the tea to several people, and the water in the cup was almost equal.

The little bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder that I was so happy about was immediately satisfied.

"Then let's have a glass of draft beer and four special sushi. By the way, there is one for children to eat, so don't add wasabi." Kogoro Mori could see that he was an old friend of the sushi restaurant. After giving the order, he did not forget to take care of Chenyuki. "Although you no longer go to school, it's better not to drink beer. If you have anything else you want to order, just say it."

He patted his chest, suggesting a million.

Conan curled his lips, "Yes, it's rare for uncle to treat him, don't be polite."

Although he was thinking that this uncle embezzled other people's lost items, he had eaten too much iron fist and now he was very experienced and did not say it out.

But Kogoro Mouri's eyes twitched. This brat said as if it was rare for me to invite a guest once.

"No need, that's all." Chen Xing said.

"Okay, then just have a cup of draft beer and three special sushi, one of which doesn't have to beard!" The front teeth shouted like the pagoda in the drama, and they almost swung a circle of towels.

The sushi is made now, and the draft beer is served first.

The chef of the front teeth, Kazuna Yododa, smiled and said, "You are really different from others. You have immediately put so much money on Pirates' Wine."

"How did you know?" Kogoro Mouri was shocked and his khan was scared. "Did you say, did you see that I picked it up?"

Ran Mouri, who had never done anything bad, was so scared that he clenched his hands tightly.

"Pick it up? What are you talking about? I'm just making some sense." Kazuna Yoshida raised her chin. "Our boss said that Kogoro Mori, who lives next door, likes to watch horse racing. He also said that you will come to our store to consume only when you win the horse racing lottery. And I heard that you usually only order ordinary or high-quality sushi, but today you ordered special sushi and invited your daughter's boyfriend to come with you. It can be seen that you have won the grand prize."

"Wait, Brother Chenxing is not Sister Xiaolan's boyfriend." Conan said hurriedly.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I misunderstood." Kenya Fukida looked at the person involved with embarrassment.

Ran Maori was a little embarrassed and waved his hand and said, "It's okay."

Chen Xing took a sip of tea, but there was no reaction.

Kenya Fukida's eyes flashed and said with a smile: "Just on the radio station just now, only the 10,000 horse lottery that had been bet on Pirates' Wine today, so I think you must bet on that horse. How about it, Mr. Kogoro, my reasoning is not bad, right?"

"Uh, it's not bad." Kogoro Mouri secretly touched the million in his arms, "But I don't seem to have seen you before. Are you new?"

"Yes." Yoshida Kenya nodded and smiled, "My name is Hoshida Kenya. I am a chef. I am always unable to settle down in one place. After a few twists and turns, I came here. This is the so-called wandering chef."

Kogoro Mori was watching him talk nonsense, and he had heard of homeless men, but he had never heard of a homeless chef.

Kenno Fukida said helplessly: "I originally wanted to go to the kitchen to help, but the boss said it was too dangerous to have a kitchen knife in one eye, so I asked me to temporarily receive guests before my left eye heals."

Conan, who has been caring about "rum", stared at his eyes recently and suddenly said, "By the way, uncle, what's wrong with your left eye?"
Chapter completed!