Pushing open the bathroom door, Guangyou saw a mess. He held his forehead and said, "I forgot to clean it up, mmp. It's not a good time to come. It's better to come now."

Guangyou had some regrets about yesterday's cream fight. At this time, Xiaolan came out of the utility room wearing a triangle headscarf. When she saw Guangyou, she greeted: "Guangyou, please come and help too! I'm doing some cleaning today."

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After responding, Guangyou went to the utility room to get cleaning equipment. When he came out, he threw a rag that had not been washed for a long time into Conan's face.

Conan took off the rag covering his face: "It's really refreshing."

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"Jingle Bell"

"Moxi Moshi, Maori Detective Agency."

"You said you were looking for someone, so what? I'm sorry, I have too many cases on my hands right now."

The stubble-faced Maori uncle saw on TV that the horse he bet on had lost again. For a moment, he forgot that he was still talking to someone on the phone. He said with some disappointment: "I bought the wrong thing again, it's true."

Guangyou, who was wiping the TV, glanced at Uncle Maori. He also admired Uncle Maori's ability to tell lies. There were so many cases in the firm.

Feeling a little disappointed, he heard the urging voice on the phone and shouted, "I told you I'm very busy now!"

For the sake of the customer being God, Xiaolan half-squinted her eyes and stared at Uncle Maori, as if he would punch him if he didn't speak politely.

Uncle Maoli's little temper was like fire meeting a fireman. His eyes turned into beady eyes. He leaned closer to the microphone and said angrily: "Then I thought about it for a while. I'd better listen to what you say first and then take a look."

"Dad, you are serious, you have to work hard!" Xiaolan put her hands on her waist and looked serious.

Forced by Xiaolan's strong aura, Uncle Maori nodded in response. Conan put down the tidbits he had sorted and asked, "Uncle, what kind of person did you call just now?"

"It sounds like she must be a middle-aged woman. She said to come here now." Uncle Maori held his chin in his hands, with peach blossoms in his eyes. "They should be the kind of women, Mr. Maori, please help me find my first love."

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Because of this, Uncle Maori has always stayed away from this kind of case, because this kind of case is really boring. It's not much money and a lot of trouble for an Obasan to find his first love.

"Dong dong"

There was a knock on the door, and after Xiaolan answered, the door was pushed open, and what came into view was a woman wearing wooden clogs and wearing a lavender kimono.

The woman is extremely beautiful, with fair skin and regular facial features. She gives off a gentle and elegant feeling at a glance. Her charming eyes are always releasing a shocking charm. The light lip makeup on her mouth adds a lot of color.

The woman said: "I am Chi Bo, who had called me just now. I would like to ask your forgiveness for suddenly coming to visit you so presumptuously."

Chi Bo's voice was like a spring breeze, blowing through my heart and making me feel extremely comfortable: "I heard from my friends that as long as I find Mr. Maori, he will definitely help me find the person I want to see."

After saying that, he bowed slightly to Xiaolan, who returned the same bow and said: "Then you can sit here first."

Conan also exclaimed in admiration. The woman in front of him seemed to have a mature charm that Xiaolan did not have. Conan, who was still a teenager of seventeen or eighteen at heart, was also a little dumbfounded.

Guangyou couldn't help but admire him when he saw it for the first time, and then he suddenly thought, isn't this Chibo Jinghua a black chicken? He had never seen it before, but now that he saw it for the first time, he really could only

I lament that the black-haired chicken did not inherit such good skin.

"Strange, where did dad go?" Xiaolan was about to ask Uncle Maori to pick up the guest, but as soon as she turned around, the unreliable Ogisang disappeared.

As soon as he finished speaking, the bathroom door slowly opened, and the decadent man with stubble just disappeared without a trace. He was replaced by a man wearing a white suit, a brown shirt, a dark gold tie, a bright face, and a fashionable hairstyle.

Uncle Maori.

Uncle Maoli showed a smile that he thought was very handsome: "Leave it to me, beautiful lady."

Then he took Chi Bo Jinghua's hand and looked at her: "I just went to see a few cases that were difficult to solve, so I wasted some time. I'm sorry."

After that, he stretched out his hand to hold Chi Bo Jinghua's shoulders: "Come on, let's sit down on the sofa first, so that we can calm down the excitement in our hearts before we talk."

Then, with a charming smile on his face, he said to Xiaolan: "Xiaolan, go get something to drink."

Not surprised, Xiaolan half-squinted her eyes: "Oh."

Seeing this, except for Shizuka Chiha and Uncle Mouri, the remaining three people were speechless. The world record for cross-dressing in one second is held by Kogoro Mouri.

After getting to know him a bit, what Chibo Jinghua wanted to find was her classmate in middle school, but he couldn't find her because he had moved.

Hearing that it was him, Uncle Maori had a bad premonition in his heart. In middle school, male classmates were eager to find him. Isn't this the same rhythm as finding his first love?

Finally, a beautiful woman came to him. When something like this happened, most of the throbbing little flame in Uncle Maori's heart disappeared.

With that said, Ikeba Jinghua took out a photo from that year. The person she was looking for was named Shibata Shiro. He was standing in position C in the photo, and next to him stood a girl who was very similar to Ikeba Jinghua.

"Then the girl next to you is you." Uncle Maori sighed secretly in his heart. At that time, he had already seen that she was a beauty.

Chi Bo Jinghua nodded and said sheepishly: "I'm so sorry, that little girl is me. This is an old photo taken thirty years ago."

The words "Photo taken thirty years ago" immediately made Conan and Uncle Maori's jaws drop. The woman in front of them who looked only twenty-four or five years old was actually over forty years old.

Immediately, Uncle Maori calmed down and said seriously: "Can you please tell me your interest by the way?"

Ikeha Shizuka thought Uncle Mouri was asking about Shibata Shiro's interests, but Uncle Mouri shook his head: "I mean your interests."

"Eh?" Chibo Jinghua was obviously a little surprised, but still replied, "I usually like to knit things, so I often knit sweaters."

Uncle Maoli was even more excited. This kind of interest that sounded virtuous was exactly what he liked!

"Then your interests are the same as my mother's." Xiaolan put down the coffee with a smile, but her tone was like a cat protecting its calf.

"But do you know anything about cooking?" Uncle Maori is more concerned about this issue. Fei Yingli's dishes are nuclear bomb-level weapons.

"No, I don't know anything about cooking. Just take yesterday as an example. I cut my hand three times while cooking."

Chibo Jinghua's words made Xiaolan laugh in her heart and said, "It's the same as my mother!"

Uncle Maori smiled bitterly: "Actually, it's nothing. A person just has to have some flaws to be more attractive!"

After Xiaolan heard this, she stared at Uncle Maoli, and the words she spoke were full of approval: "That's it."
Chapter completed!