After visiting Officer Memu, everyone's lives seemed to have fallen into dullness. In the rare time when there were no murders, Guangyu Conan went to school, after school, and in the office every day, forming a three-point and one-line life.

Although Conan was not used to it, Guangyou enjoyed it. In the past few days, Guangyou had knitted two sweaters and gave them away.

The sweater given to Sonoko is all blue with light blue suggested patterns on it, and it looks very simple.

The one given to Xiao Ai is a longer white sweater with a round neck and tightened cuffs. There are symmetrical patterns on it. The overall size is slightly larger than Xiao Ai's size, but not too loose.

To be honest, Guangyou really wanted to buy a gray, x-back sweater, but that was just an idea that could only exist in his mind. For now, it was like this, and it would be hard to say in the future.

Xiao Ai happily accepted the sweater. It seemed that she had something to do, so she didn't leave Guangyou alone and went directly into her room and locked it.

As soon as he returned to the office, he heard Xiaolan's complaints. Guangyou stepped forward and took a look, feeling a little disgusted in his heart. Xiaolan was holding a black envelope in his hand, and the words "Moori Kogoro Kai" were written on the envelope with a brush.

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The words are not the key point, the key point is that these pure white words are on a pure black envelope, which is very unlucky. These two colors often appear in funerals.

Of course, not all black and white means bad things. It depends on the occasion. Now, this black envelope with white words makes people feel like someone is cursing him at a glance. No matter who sees such a mood,

It won't be good.

Uncle Maori put out the cigarette on his hand and threw it into the ashtray. He picked up the envelope and looked at it. Except for the white words on the entire envelope, there was no stamp or sender, and no information was written on it.

Opening the envelope, Uncle Maori took out the letter paper from the envelope. He was a little impatient and did not see another piece of paper falling out of the envelope.

Looking at the content above, Uncle Maori nodded clearly: "I admire your wisdom, and I specially sent a letter to invite you to my house for dinner and drinks."

As Uncle Maori expected, this letter was indeed an invitation or something like that, "I think there is someone who wants me to go to their party to add some fun."

"I don't think so." Guangyou held the paper that fell out just now, "Is there a check for two million yuan in the envelope?"

Seeing the numbers above, Uncle Maori's eyes widened. His look as if he was about to fall asleep disappeared instantly, and a money symbol seemed to appear in the middle of his eyes.

Uncle Maori was also very surprised as to why someone would send him money directly. Aren't they worried that he wouldn't go?

Looking back at the letter carefully, Uncle Maori found the sentence "The phantom of God's abandoned son" on the upper part of the envelope.

The thick code wind made Uncle Maori and Xiaolan a little confused, but Conan's eyes flashed with light, and the smile at the corner of his mouth showed his mood at this time.

In a blink of an eye, the day written on the invitation came. As a Maori uncle who does not have a car at home but can drive, he went to the car rental shop every day.

Although Uncle Maori had a check for two million yuan, he still showed his stingy nature. He was haggling with the employees of the car rental shop at the moment.

Uncle Maori took out his VIP card from the car rental shop, put it on the counter and said to the clerk: "For the sake of me coming here so often, let's make it cheaper."

The store clerk was also a little helpless. Although Uncle Maori was a regular customer in the store, every time the rental car came to a bad end, the better ones only had broken wheels, and the worse ones had the whole car blown up.

Fortunately, the cars in the store are insured, and Uncle Maori also paid compensation in a timely manner, but the boss said he couldn't stand it.

This made the clerk and the boss wonder whether it was for this reason that Uncle Maori didn't buy a car.

Uncle Maori's VIP card completely proves the number of times he has come. There are two ways to obtain the VIP card in the store, one is to directly deposit it, and the other is to accumulate the consumption amount.

For Uncle Maori, it is of course the latter. What makes the clerk most speechless is that Uncle Maori's VIP card was accumulated through cheap cars time and time again. This number is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

After several rounds of fighting between Uncle Maori and the clerk, the clerk lost and successfully got Uncle Maori's car keys and gave him a 10% discount.

The clerk saw Conan and Guangyou who were sitting in the car and leaning against the window. He smiled kindly and waved to them.

Guangyou and Conan looked at each other and then hid silently.

The clerk's hand stopped in the air, and the smile on his face froze. Then he hung down weakly and sighed: "It's not my fault that I look distinctive."

After calming down, the clerk walked to the cab and said to Uncle Maoli through the window: "Mr. Li, remember to be careful and don't break it again!"

Uncle Maoli scratched his head in embarrassment, responded and started the car. The clerk bowed slightly in the direction Uncle Maoli left, then returned, and said with a long sigh: "I hope this car will have better luck."

The journey went smoothly, but the address was a bit out of the way. After driving for a day, the street lights were already on, the sky was gradually getting darker, and we were getting closer to the place of invitation.

The car was driving when suddenly there was a bump in the car, and the sound of metal sliding on the ground was very harsh, which instantly woke up several people resting in the car.

The car stopped slowly, and then he realized that the left rear tire of the car was flat and punctured. Guangyou silently gave the car a check, and he probably had to see the car again today.

Uncle Maori opened the trunk and was a little surprised to find that there was no spare tire prepared, but fortunately there was a gas station not far in front of the car.

The anger on Uncle Maoli's face was much lessened, and he immediately went to the gas station.

Soon, the car was able to hit the road. The sky was a bit gloomy at this time, and raindrops fell from time to time. In order to speed up, Uncle Maori drove the car on a so-called shortcut.

This shortcut is a forest path. After the rain, the road was a little muddy and difficult to walk. The bumps along the way made Uncle Maori complain: "What the hell is this shortcut! I even bought a very expensive map.

, if that boss frames me, I will never let him go!"

Seemingly hearing Uncle Maori's complaints, the car passed through a slope and then came to a normal road. As the clerk said, although this road was difficult, it was indeed a shortcut. At this time, everyone could already see the road.

The House of Dusk, a place of invitation.

Guangyou, who was leaning against the window, inadvertently curled up his lips. The piece of news from the Twilight Pavilion in his memory that would shock anyone appeared in his mind: "Wealth, it's so exciting."

As the car drove, Uncle Maori glanced at the Dusk Pavilion. The gloomy sky and dark buildings made the Dusk Pavilion look like it was hidden in darkness. Only the lights still on inside exposed the house.

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Chapter completed!