Conan: The story that cats and wineries have to tell

"I said how could Uncle Maori be so generous, it turned out that the store had a discount."

Banxia gritted a toothpick and followed Conan, looking at Xiaolan who was walking in front, and Uncle Maori, who was so drunk that she couldn't even walk, and could only be carried by Xiaolan.

"Xiaolan! I'm going to keep drinking! Uncle

Maori, who was lying on Xiaolan's back, suddenly raised his hand and waved it around as if he was holding a cup in his hand.

"Drink, drink, drink, you big-headed ghost! In the past, every time I was drunk, I asked to pick you up, but this time I went to the other side of the station to drink.

Looking at Uncle Maori, who had added to his workload, Xiaolan rolled her eyes angrily.

Although tonight was a meal for the four of them, it didn't prevent Xiaolan from complaining.

"So, it was when I saw this leaflet that Uncle Maori was generous enough to invite us to dinner when he didn't receive the commission fee."

Conan pulled out a neatly folded red leaflet from Uncle Maori's ass pocket and unfolded it to look at it.

"Is there any mistake, is it super cost-effective? For the cost of one person, you can eat a meal for three people, and even drink wine for five people. Saying

that, Uncle Maori shook excitedly, and almost fell off Xiaolan's back.

"Bang-bang-"

The sudden sound of glass shattering next to him attracted the attention of several people.

"Huh?"

Banxia turned his head to look at the place where the voice came from, and a man with glasses came out of the room, looked at the glass shards on the balcony, and turned his head to the people in the room.

"Hey, don't litter, okay! You hurry back.

"You want me to go back?" You bastard dare to call me back?

Another angry voice came from the room.

Immediately afterwards, the man standing on the balcony was grabbed by the collar by the person in the room and shook it for a while

, "Hurry... Hurry up and let go, Nakamoto! "

Less verbose!"

The man on the balcony was pulled back into the room and disappeared from the sight of several people.

"What should I do, Dad?"

Xiaolan looked at it worriedly.

"Do you want to persuade me? It's not good if something happens.

Banxia glanced at Conan with some concern, with this guy here, it always feels like it will turn into a murder case.

"Since I've seen it, I can't ignore it, I think I'd better go up and persuade it."

As he spoke, Uncle Maori shook his body and climbed down from Xiaolan, and staggered towards the residential building on the side.

But Uncle Maori hadn't taken two steps before he was stopped by an old man with an Akita dog.

"Oh, the two of them are arguing every day, don't worry about them. Anyway, they will laugh and reconcile every time they quarrel. The

old man with small round-rimmed glasses looked at them with a slightly stiff smile, and his slightly trembling body stopped, faintly blocking the direction of Uncle Maori towards the residential building.

"Wang (Hurry up, let's go out for a walk, how long have we been waiting here?)" Really, next time I talk to Ma Ma, I'll just walk myself, this guy is too perfunctory. The

Akita dog, who was being led by the old man, looked around in place with some unpleasantness.

Hearing this, Banxia couldn't help but look at the old man in front of him, there was a murderous aura on this guy's body.

Banxia sniffed carefully in the air, and suddenly, his face changed, and he looked down at the Akita dog who was secretly lifting one of his hind legs.

"Wang (tsk, forget it, I was thinking of marking the smell again on the way back.)

"Cut, I'm worried about it, go, go back!"

Uncle Maori turned his head to glare at the balcony in annoyance, and turned to walk in the direction of home.

"That, Sister Xiaolan, you should send Uncle Maori home first, I'll go back from this side of the road..."

Banxia glanced at the Akita dog who was marking the smell and the old man standing there tremblingly, and turned around to turn onto the path on the other side.

But before he could take two steps, he felt a huge source of wine coming towards him, and then, one hand gripped Banxia's wrist.

"No... Belch...... No, let Xiaolan send you back later, I don't worry about letting you run around at night as a child. If he is abducted by the bad guys, Ying Li will die of sadness. I can't bear to let that bastard woman be sad. Uncle

Maori, who was burping, pulled Banxia to the other side, forcibly pulled Banxia to his own bedroom, and waited until he was lying on the bed and falling asleep, then let go of his right hand that was holding Banxia's wrist.

"Really, I always feel that my uncle is more cheating than Conan..."

Banxia rubbed his wrist that had been pinched red with a bitter face, and could only pray that the old man was too old to be able to kill.

Although he thought so, after leaving the Maori Detective Agency, Banxia still rushed back to the place where he had just met the old man.

Although it was not unexpected, what still disappointed Banxia was that the old man had indeed disappeared long ago.

Under the blowing of the night wind, even the smell has almost dissipated.

However, when it was close to noon the next day, Banxia came to the Maori Detective Agency again with his homework book with great interest, but saw Xiaolan and the three of them sitting in their respective seats depressed.

"I said, 'What's wrong with you?' What bad stuff did you eat last night and make you sick all night?

Banxia slapped his butt on the sofa and looked at the three of them curiously.

"Remember those two people who were arguing when we came back last night?"

Conan rolled his eyes and told the story.

"Remember, what, it's not going to be dead, right?"

Banxia instantly remembered the old man she met yesterday, and couldn't help but squint her eyes.

"That's right, the man we saw yesterday on the balcony."

Conan sighed and handed Banxia the homework book he had prepared in advance.

"And what about the other one? Is the one who quarreled with him still alive?

Banxia raised his hand to take the homework book handed over by Conan, but his mind was not on copying homework at all.

"The police preliminarily judged that he was the murderer, and he should be in the Metropolitan Police Department now."

Speaking of this, Conan couldn't help but sigh.

"However, if we had insisted a little longer last night and gone up to see how things were going, things wouldn't have turned out like this."

"The murderer has been caught?"

Banxia was stunned, so what happened to the old man last night? Could it be another case?

Hey, these two people were so powerful last night, this is to send two away at once?

"Were there any other killings last night? , the kind that involves the old man.

Banxia was entangled for a moment and continued to ask.

"Probably not, it's not reported on the news."

Xiaolan shook her head, still very depressed.

At this moment, the door of the office was suddenly slammed open, and a young man rushed in, looking at Uncle Maori with an anxious face.

"Mr. Maori, please save... Ahem, ahem..."