"You think too much."

Guangyou raised his head and looked at Conan. Looking at his disbelief, he shrugged helplessly, "It's really nothing."

Conan still didn't believe it, but it looked like he knew and couldn't ask, so he had to give up.

The case here is over, but the show is not over yet.

"Mr. Mori, do you think you have time tomorrow?"

The director had a sad look on his face. This program will be broadcast tomorrow night. If we hire new stars tomorrow and bring them along for filming, it is estimated that the time will be very tight and there will not even be time for post-editing.

"tomorrow?"

Uncle Maoli thought for a moment, then nodded, "Although I am busy, I can take some time out. What can I do?"

Guangyou on the side couldn't help but twitch his lips after hearing this.

Uncle Maoli said he was busy and it was okay...

If nothing happens tomorrow, Uncle Maori will probably still be sleeping on his chair...

It is estimated that among this group of people, Uncle Maori is the most idle at present...

"Well, Yoshiki Kazami, who plays the detective, and Mr. Nagumo, who plays the butler, can't film either, so I think..."

The director's expression was a little awkward, and he seemed to be afraid of Uncle Maori's rejection.

Seeing his appearance, Uncle Maoli raised a proud smile, coughed slightly, and said calmly: "You want me to play the detective?"

"Is this..." Uncle Maori paused deliberately, pretending to think, and said, "Detectives help people solve their problems, so I just agreed. I will make time to come tomorrow."

The director rubbed his hands, smiled and looked a little embarrassed: "Thank you, Mr. Maori, but..."

Uncle Maoli looked at the director, his eyes showing uncontrollable joy: "But what?"

"but..."

The director seemed to be very confused. He paused for a while and then said, "I actually want to ask you, Mr. Mori, to play the role of the butler played by Mr. Nagumo."

"kindness?"

Uncle Maoli clicked his tongue, as if he still couldn't believe it, "Butler?"

The director was also embarrassed, smiled and nodded: "Yes."

He seemed to be afraid that Uncle Maori wouldn't play the role, and he specifically added: "But it's not confirmed yet. Maybe you will be asked to play the detective role, Mr. Maori, by then."

Uncle Maoli didn't know what to say for a moment.

After hearing these words, Guangyou couldn't help but laugh softly, but as soon as he opened his mouth and laughed, Uncle Maori's faint eyes drifted over.

This frightened Guangyou and quickly covered his mouth, so he had to take a few steps back, hiding behind Xiao Ai, and laughed silently.

To be honest, looking at Uncle Maori's shocked face, he really couldn't help it.

It’s not his fault, even he thought Uncle Maori was playing a detective.

It turns out that he is a spare tire and will most likely play the butler.

Conan on the side also temporarily forgot the fact that Guangyou seemed to have hidden from him just now, showed his half-moon eyes, covered his mouth and laughed.

Xiao Ai turned her head and glanced at Guangyou who was lying on her shoulder and smiling. Then she glanced at Uncle Maoli who was speechless because of this matter. He also narrowed his eyes and raised a smile.

After staying at the scene for a while, the group was ready to go home and find their mother.

After getting into the car rented by Uncle Maori, the group set off towards Mihua Town.

Guangyou leaned close to Xiao Ai's ear and asked softly: "Do you think Xiao Lan found out?"

Xiao Ai glanced at Xiao Lan, who was sitting in the passenger seat, and then shook her head: "I didn't feel it."

"Look back." Guangyou also glanced at Xiaolan through the rearview mirror, "I can't tell if Xiaolan heard what was said in front of me."

If you really heard it but pretended to be like this, then Xiaolan's acting skills are too good.

When an ordinary girl encounters something like this, not to say she gets angry on the spot, but at least her eyes often glance towards Conan, right?

But Xiaolan didn't. As soon as she got in the car, she took out her mobile phone and seemed to be texting someone, with a smile on her face from time to time.

It's completely unclear whether she heard what happened before.

Or she really didn't hear it.

Um.

Guangyou prefers the latter.

"I hope so."

Guangyou turned his head again and looked at Conan, who was holding his chin in thought, and murmured to himself: "I hope not."

At eleven o'clock in the evening, the group finally returned to Mihua Town.

Uncle Maori specially drove Xiao Ai to the door of Dr. A Li's house.

Someone was here, so Guangyou naturally couldn't do the same thing as before. After saying a few words of farewell, he closed the car door.

Since he didn't have enough time, Guangyou didn't take a bath as usual, he just washed up casually and climbed into bed.

"ah."

Guangyou lay on the soft bed and made a pleasant sound.

To be honest, I had a very comfortable day today.

Not only because of Xiao Ai, but also because Feng Jian Lianghui, that silly guy, gave him a chance.

Finally there was a punching bag for him to vent his anger on!

Sandbags are not as powerful as real people.

Normally, there is either no one to beat them, or they are unable to beat them, making them a miserable group.

He really wanted to have a fight with Kyogoku, the ceiling of martial arts, but now...

He really has more ambition than strength. When he grows up, he really wants to compete with Kyogoku.

I can’t say whether I can win or not, but it will definitely be a fun game.

Comfortable, cozy...

This is how Guangyou feels today, it is simply love and life blossoming.

"Sure enough, it's really nice to vent once in a while."

Guangyou raised his clenched fist and waved it a few times, "If I didn't have time, I would definitely be able to continue having fun."

"What are you making blind gestures at?"

Conan opened the door and walked in, clapped his mouth and yawned, "Go to bed early to avoid becoming bald at a young age."

Guangyou casually said, "I'm still thinking about the case that happened today. It's really... exciting..."

He lowered his voice for the last word, and Conan didn't hear it.

Thinking of today's case, Conan's expression also changed a little: "Today's case is indeed... Well, it's hard to describe in a word."

"What's wrong?" Guangyou put his hands behind his head and looked at Conan very curiously, "Tell me what you're unhappy about to make me happy."

Conan rolled his eyes at Yu, walked straight to his own bed, sat down and explained: "My reasoning turned out to be wrong today. Even my uncle guessed something right. I guessed it wrong."

"Are you talking about the relationship between Nan Yunxiao and Yucheng Liuli?"

After hearing what he said, Guangyou knew what he meant now.

Conan tilted his head in confusion and asked, "You know?"

"Of course."

Guangyou complained, "That look in his eyes is obviously not that of a jealous lover, but that of a father who is worried that his daughter will be abducted."

Conan climbed onto the bed, turned sideways, and said resentfully: "Then you didn't tell me earlier, it's really shameful."

"Anyway, it's not a clue that affects the analysis of the case. It's not necessary."

Guangyou shrugged, changed to a more comfortable posture, and said, "Don't you think that uncle looks at you with this look?"

"Of course, I'm talking about when you were Shinichi."

Conan frowned, recalled for a moment, and then asked: "What kind of look? I remember him calling me a boring detective boy before, so I didn't pay much attention to his eyes."
Chapter completed!