Famous Detective Conan: Eating and Waiting To Die - Chapter 101

Haiyuan, who was reading a magazine, heard Maori Hitomi’s question, and her face turned red, but fortunately the magazine was relatively large, and Haiyuan’s figure was relatively small, so other people didn’t see it, “Ah… kimono It’s too troublesome… so I only wore clogs,” said Haiyuan coldly.

“No…” Maori Hitomi immediately felt something was wrong, “Every time I mention kimono, why do everyone behave so weird? Is there any point in giving a kimono? Thinking of Maori Hitomi here, it’s interesting. don’t mention it anymore…”

“TM, I have to check when I go back. There must be something these guys are hiding from me. Is there any other importance to this kimono in Japan?”

“Hey, Hitomi,” Heiji interrupted Hitomi Mouri who was thinking, “Just now you said that the object of your suspicion was that American star Chris Wynyard. I remember there was a suspicious foreign woman beside you? That one? What English teacher is here?”

“Judy, Judy Saint-Timilion, the English teacher of Xiaolan and the others at Didan High School!” Dr. Ali told Heiji without thinking. .

“Uh…” Conan gave Dr. Li a helpless look. . . “Now he’s definitely going to Mr. Judy’s house to investigate.”

Thinking of this, Conan looked at Hitomi Mori again, and Hitomi Mori nodded, “Okay, let’s check on that teacher Judy… Who made her so suspicious, right Conan!”

“Haha…” Conan laughed dryly. . “Yeah… let’s go then…”

“OK!” Heiji swishly stood up! “Then let’s go…” Heiji came back after walking to the door, looking at everyone with an embarrassed expression, “Um… where does she live?”

Dr. Agasa flipped through the notes and told Heiji’s address, “OK! Let’s go this time!!”

On the way, Conan secretly said to Hitomi Mori, “Why do you want to accompany Heiji to make a fool of yourself. You already know that Mr. Judy is…”

Hitomi Mori gave Conan a meaningful look, “Don’t you know that Chris Wynyard can do a facelift? You should know, she’s your mother’s good friend…”

“Well, what’s the matter? Wait… don’t you doubt it?”

“Yeah, who knows if this Judy is that Judy? So it doesn’t matter if you go to scout. Of course, the most important thing is to divert the attention of that eight-woman Heiji.” And… Conan, since that Chris Wynyard is your mom’s good friend, there’s no reason why you haven’t seen your childhood photos… and investigating Uncle Mori’s house with such a big fanfare…”

“Gee!” Conan swallowed, “What do you want to say?”

“I have a speculation. Although it seems unreasonable, it can explain all this reasonably… Do you… want to hear it?”

“Well…” Conan took a breath and nodded. “That’s…that Chris Wynyard should already know about you… that’s Kudo Shinichi! But… maybe it’s because of your mom’s problem, or some other reason I don’t know, she didn’t tell the organization. …”

“So I guess if the person who stole the information is her, then her purpose is not you, but the FBI! She wanted to know the whereabouts of the FBI who came to Japan, so she deliberately made such a big deal, That’s all I can guess based on the data…”

“Chuck… cluck…” Conan tried to calm his frantically beating heart, “Why didn’t you say it for some unknown reason? That’s right, your reasoning can’t explain why Chris ·Wynyard doesn’t tell the organization my real identity, everything else can explain her recent actions…but…why didn’t she expose me, I remember I only met her once…and also, Xiaotong,” Conan looked at Mao Litong suspiciously, “Do you still have something to hide from me?”

Hitomi Maori scratched her head, “Why do you ask that? I really tell you everything I know!”

“Impossible, my detective intuition tells me you are hiding something…”

“Hey…you two, what are you mumbling about here? Here you go! Wow!” Heiji looked up after getting off the car, “This apartment looks so high-end! You can earn so much as an English teacher. Money? It seems that she really has a problem…”

“Please…” Conan sighed, “Can’t the family have money? I heard Xiaolan say that her parents seem to be very rich…”

“Cut…” Mao Litong curled his lips and muttered in his heart, “I guess 80% of the money was embezzled and returned to reimbursement. It seems that the whole world is the same…”

“Let’s go,” Heiji waved energetically! “Let’s go up!!”

“Ding dong!” The elevator stopped on the 21st floor, and Heiji took out the note that Dr. Aga gave him, “Room 4 on the 21st floor… um… over there…” Heiji walked to the door. , looked at the name on the house plate, “JODIESAINTEMILION! It should be here!”

Looking at the energetic Heiji, Conan pouted, “For Conan, who already knows Judy’s identity, the purpose of this time is to divert Heiji’s attention from Hitomi Mouri…”

In order not to cause too much trouble to Judy, Conan asked uneasy again, “Heiji, the purpose of our visit today is to inquire about the enemy’s situation. You must not do anything strange.”

“Hmmm…I know, Hachi…” Heiji clucked his ears impatiently, “I said why are you not nervous at all… You should know that your opponent might be someone from the Black Organization. . . “

“Haha…” Conan grinned, “Is it okay because I know she’s the FBI?” But he said, “What’s so nervous, it’s not the first time I’ve fought against them…”

“Hehe… that’s right,” Heiji glanced at Hitomi Mouri, who was in a daze, “After the shootout, the mentality is different…”

“However, what are we going to tell her, we can’t just go to her house for no reason…”

“Ah?” Conan looked at Heiji in surprise, “Didn’t you say you wanted to come? Why haven’t you figured out a reason yet.”

“Idiot, this is the first time I’ve met her. What excuse do I have? How do I know what to say to her…”

“Really…” Conan sighed, “If there is no reason, then forget it, let’s go back…”

“Idiot! You have already arrived here, how can you give up halfway!” To express his indignation! Heiji also deliberately patted the wall! The result seems to be the wrong place to shoot! Just hit the doorbell. . . .

“Ah… not good!” Heiji raised his hand, but it was too late. . . “Who’s out there?” Judy’s American Japanese came from the microphone. . . .

Heiji was in a hurry and picked up Conan directly, “Just say it…”

“Uh…” Conan gave Us a contemptuous look, then turned his head to the microphone and said, “Ah… yes… it’s me, Conan!”

“OH! Conan! COOLKID! Conan, what’s wrong with you coming to my house?”

“I…I wanted to go to your house to play…so…so I came here…”

“OK! OK, I’m very welcome! But wait a moment, I’m taking a shower!! Um…”

“Crack,” Conan first breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Judy hang up the phone, then turned his head and stared at Heiji! “You bastard…”

“Haha…” Heiji scratched his head, “I have no choice. In order not to make her suspect us, I can only grab you…”

“Humph! Why don’t you catch Xiaotong, he should be closer to you…”

“Guru…” Heiji swallowed. . “Hehe… catch him?” Thinking of countless bullets flying towards him, Heiji shook his head, “I have a good relationship with you…hehe…”

“Humph!” Conan tilted his head and muttered in his heart, “I don’t think I dare to hold Xiaotong… hum.”

“Squeak…” Conan turned his head and saw that a door next to Judy’s house opened, and three people walked out, including two drunk men, even if they were a few meters away, they could smell it That rush of wine. . . From one of the men, I could also hear something vague about what I’m not drunk, and then drink something like that. . .

After the woman locked the door, she turned her head to the two men and said, “I’m really sorry for making him bring back bad memories for you…”

“It’s okay, one of the more sober men waved his hand, I think Senior Takai just drank too much.”

“Humph~” The other guy who couldn’t stand still snorted, “I think he told the truth after drinking, showing his true nature…”

“Okay, okay, Senior Kawakami,” the sober man helped Kawakami, who was still shaking, “Let’s go back first.” After saying that, he followed the woman to the direction of the elevator. . . .

Hitomi Mouri, who was leaning against the wall, turned her head, “Why is that man pretending to be drunk? Could something happen again?” He glanced at Conan, “With him here, I guess this kind of thing is going to happen. It’s very likely…”

“Hey, that Judy-sensei is so slow,” Heiji muttered, looking at his watch, “How long do we have to wait…”

As soon as Heiji finished saying this, the door opened, “HI! It’s been a long wait, I just finished taking a shower, I’m very sorry!”

“Pfft…” Heiji covered his nose, “please don’t embarrass me at this time!” Sure enough, Heiji’s self-comfort had a little effect, and the nosebleed seemed to go back. .

Seeing Judy who was wearing only a bathrobe and showing more than a third of her chest, Heiji was in a mess. . .

Hitomi Maori curled her lips, “Americans really like to play revealing!”

“OH! WHITEBOY! And this…” He looked at Heiji, who was covering his nose, “Are you their friend?”

“Well…” Although Conan didn’t have a nosebleed, he clearly found that his heart was beating unsatisfactorily. . .

“Hehe, come in! Just sit down! But unfortunately, there is nothing to entertain you today! I’m going to go shopping at the supermarket after taking a shower, so since you guys are here, come out with me to eat together later. what…”

“Oh…” Heiji let go of his hand covering his nose and warned his eyes to stop there, “Oh OK! Thank you, Mr. Judy.”

“Hehe, it doesn’t matter, COOLKID’s friends are my friends! Then wait a moment, I’ll change clothes…” With that, Judy pushed open the door of her bedroom and was about to go in. .

“Well… can I go to the bathroom?” Heiji scratched his head embarrassedly, “I’ve been holding back since just now…”

“OK, the toilet is right there.” Judy pointed out. . . “En..” Heiji nodded and ran to the toilet in embarrassment. .

“Then we’ll wait for the two of you in the living room!” Saying that, Mao Litong sat down on the leather sofa in the living room without being polite at all, “Huh? It’s really comfortable… just now that guy from Heiji had a nosebleed. Well. Hahaha.. But then again, Mr. Judy’s lethality is really great!”

Looking at Hitomi Mouri, who was talking eloquently, Conan scratched his head embarrassedly, “I still lack concentration… I almost got a nosebleed…”

Heiji in the toilet first cleaned up the nosebleed, and then took a deep breath. . . “Fortunately, I have practiced kendo hard!” Then he checked the toilet, and by the way, he really relieved his hand. The purpose was to be afraid that Judy would see some flaws. Finally, after calculating the time, he returned to the living room and saw Both Mori Hitomi and Conan looked at themselves with contempt. . Who didn’t know that their embarrassment was seen by them just now. .

“Cough cough! Not much,” Mao Litong stretched out his hand and gestured, “Two Haagen-Dazs, otherwise you and Sister Ye will definitely know about what happened just now…UU read www.uukanshu.com.”

“HI, wait for a long time!” Judy changed into a cool coat, but it didn’t look like she was wearing a hood, “Then… let’s go!”

“Hi…”

“Oh, so you’re Mr. Maori’s friend.” While waiting for the elevator, Judy looked at Heiji, “But it’s really surprising that Mr. Maori has a foreign friend like you… .”

“Foreign friends?” Heiji looked at Judy blankly, “What do you mean? Teacher Judy?”

“What, aren’t you a foreigner? Darker than the average Japanese, and your Japanese accent is very strange… So I thought you were from other parts of Asia? Why not?”

Hearing Judy’s words, Conan covered his mouth and laughed, “foreign…foreigners…hahaha…”

Hitomi Maori was much more cheerful. . “It turns out that you are a foreigner, Heiji… The harder it is? Cambodia? Or African?”

“Idiot!” Heiji yelled at Judy helplessly, “My accent is Osaka dialect! Osaka dialect!!”

Judy looked at Heiji blankly, “Osaka bento? (Probably the pronunciation of Japanese dialect is similar to bento.) I haven’t eaten it before, how does it taste?”

Finally, Conan couldn’t help but explained, “No, teacher, Heiji’s accent is strange because he speaks a local dialect. Just like the United States, different places have different accents…”

“OH, so that’s the case!” Judy nodded, “but this accent is really strange…”

After the elevator came, Heiji crouched in the corner and kept drawing circles, “Osaka dialect is the best. Osaka dialect is the best…”

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