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Chapter 971 Missed the call

"It's really an annoying case..." Uncle Maori leaned on his seat, looked at the sky where it was no longer raining, curled his lips and said in a low voice.

"Before you see the female college student, the vacation is over."

He was originally just acting as a driver.

At that time, he thought that it would be better to watch TV at home than to go on vacation, and maybe he could receive a commission and earn more or less some beer money.

So at that time, I always thought about ending the vacation early.

Later, he heard from Yuanzi that he could see a female college student with good figure in the tennis court, and suddenly he felt that it was good to come out occasionally to relax.

The reason why he changed his mind was not because he could see female college students.

He just thinks that people should be relaxed and arranged their work and rest time reasonably.

You can't spend all your time on work and earn money.

Even machines need maintenance, how can people keep working?

If Uncle Maori said these words, the others who knew him would definitely not believe it.

But it doesn't matter, he just needs to believe it himself.

What made him feel a pity was that it rained the day he came, and there was no one on the tennis court except Akashi Hiroshi.

I wanted to go again the next day, but something happened that night and the vacation was forced to end. His rest plan was also completely out of date.

How could he not think this case is annoying?

However, Yamamura Cao naturally didn't know these reasons. He nodded and echoed while driving:

"After all, someone died!"

"And the truth this time is still so... how could I feel better?"

When it comes to this case, he feels a little heavy.

Seeing that the atmosphere in the car was a bit dull, Yuanzi said with a smile on her face:

"However, the 'Sleeping Kogoro' and I, the 'Queen of Reasoning', joined forces to solve the case, and the case was resolved in a blink of an eye!"

Hearing this, Conan looked up at Yuanzi beside him, and then looked at Uncle Maori in front of him, thinking to himself:

"This time I'm twice as tired as usual..."

This time, in addition to finding clues to reasoning and pointing out the real murderer, he also has to think about how to express it with gestures.

"Fortunately, I recorded the reasoning process." Yamamura Cao looked glad, as if he almost lost some treasure.

But suddenly he remembered something again, the smile on his face suddenly disappeared, and he frowned, and he sighed:

"What a pity, I didn't 'slept' this time!"

"Or what I recorded would be ['Sleeping Kogoro'''s reasoning show]."

"This time it will be considered a mystery show by Mr. Maori at most!"

"I said... they are all alone on the surface." Although Guangyou understands the difference between the two, the difference is not that big.

Uncle Maori's reasoning this time is still very reliable.

Although Conan reminded him, except for the random guess, Uncle Maori basically guessed what Conan wanted to express.

And soon all the information was connected and combined to form a complete reasoning.

Compared with the previous "Sleeping Kogoro", this time it is obviously more reliable.

——After all, it was not the reasoning made by Uncle Maori himself before.

But Yamamura Cao didn't think so.

Compared to the sober Kogoro Maori, he wanted to see the reasoning of "Sleeping Kogoro".

——The way you look like you’re sitting down and deducing the truth is really attractive.

It's like "The Detective of the Easy Chair":

There is no need to work hard, just sit in a comfortable easy chair, listen or look at the clues of the murder case, and you can reason out the truth and point out the real murderer.

However, under the fan filter, Kogoro Mouri when he is awake is also quite attractive.

He was very surprised, why did Mr. Maori "sleep" in the past when reasoning, and why didn't he do this time?

Are there any specific trigger conditions?

With such a question, Yamamura Cao continued to drive.

After passing by the garden, the dull atmosphere in the car eased a lot.

There is something hidden in the hearts of the mountain village.

"Why didn't you 'slept' this time?"

The car drove forward for dozens of meters. Yamamura Cao couldn't help but feel the impulse in his heart. He glanced at Uncle Maori who was sitting in the passenger seat and asked:

"Mr. Maori, how did you 'slept' when you reasoned before?"

"Why didn't you 'slept' this time?"

"Does it require any conditions?"

"..." Uncle Maori twitched the corner of his mouth when he heard this, clenched his fists, and the word "well" seemed to appear on his forehead.

If it weren't for Yamamura's driving, he would definitely use his best back-to-be throw to let Yamamura experience the feeling of "sleeping".

Although he cannot use back-loading, this does not prevent him from speaking.

He turned his head, looked at Yamamura Cao who was waiting for the answer, and said loudly: "How do I know!"

"Okay." Yamamura Cao sighed, thinking that if he really meets what conditions to "sleep", he will give it a try next time he has the chance.

But now it seems that I can only give up this idea.

"How did you 'sleep'?" Guangyou looked at Yamamura Fumi, who looked awkward, raised his hand, and deliberately made an action of aiming with his watch in front of Conan.

Then he pressed the button and whispered to himself, "That's it."

"As for the conditions, you only need to prepare a phenotypic anesthesia gun that can fire anesthesia needles, and a Conan who needs to borrow Uncle Maori's reasoning."

"..." Conan looked at Guangyou who was learning his movements. He wanted to complain, but because of a sore throat, he couldn't speak, so he had to give up.

Just as he was about to close his eyes and rest for a while, he suddenly heard Yuanzi asking Xiaolan:

"Xiaolan, what's wrong?"

"It seemed that someone called me last night, but the phone number was not displayed." Xiaolan looked at the missed call on her phone, a little confused.

Is it possible that he called it?

Looking at the mobile phone screen, a figure appeared in her mind.

When encountering something similar, the first figure that appears in my mind is either a relative or someone I like or care about.

It is naturally impossible for relatives. Uncle Maori is sitting in front of her, and Eiri is still busy with cases in the law firm. They only sent text messages to each other last night.

After eliminating these options one by one, the identity of the figure was about to emerge.

"Tel?" Yuanzi recalled and said, "When you went to wash yesterday, there seemed to be a phone call."

"I remember that call was answered by Conan."

"Tel?" Conan remembered that when Xiaolan went to wash up last night, there was indeed a call, but it was just someone else called the wrong one.

But Xiaolan didn't know that after she heard Conan receive the call, she asked anxiously:

"Shinichi, did that call come from Shinichi?"

"Hmm?" Conan looked up at Xiaolan, but he didn't react for a while.

Without giving Conan time to react, Xiaolan glanced at the expression on Conan's face and said:

"It was him who beat him, right?"

"Conan, your expression tells me that the phone number is Shinichi."

"???" Conan reacted and looked questioning, his expression?

He didn't react just now, but where did he get the expression?

If you want to say expressions, you will only have a confused expression.

How did she read that meaning from this expression?

I wanted to shake my head and say no, but before he started doing this, he saw Xiaolan's cheeks flushed slightly, and a hint of unconcealed expectation appeared in her tone of speaking. She asked:

"By the way, did that guy Shinichi tell you something?"

Looking at Xiaolan with this expression, Conan paused.
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