Rebirth of Conan as a Detective

"Boom!"

A car passed through the snowy mountain road, and the drums of the Requiem Festival became more and more indistinct, gradually submerged in the wind and snow.

"Can we really go with you?" Xiaolan asked the young man next to the driver's seat worriedly.

"Yeah, it's better to have someone with me," the young man smiled stiffly, "Actually, the male master of Damen's family is the president of Damen Industry..."

"Oh?" Uncle Mao Li, who was driving the car, said unexpectedly, "Is it the well-known president of Damen?"

"The reputation is not small, but he is also a person who does anything for money." The young man's face was not very happy. The daughter-in-law also ignores the house and goes out to play all day long, and it will be a matter of time before she divorces his eldest son..."

"It sounds like you know them well."

"Because I'm their youngest son, I'm called Damon Yoshiro. In fact, I haven't been home for several years..."

During the conversation, the car quickly drove to the front of a big mansion, which had a sense of age, as if returning to the ancient times of Japan.

Gao Cheng got out of the car and looked at the brick and wooden house amidst the snow, which was very similar to the ancient Chinese and Japanese mansion of the Yabuchi family, and looked like a wealthy family at first glance.

In the future, if you have money, it would be nice to buy a villa as a holiday resort...

Well, wait for the money.

Recently, there have been quite a few homicide cases, but they didn't make much money. They were all small commissions, which were better than Uncle Maori.

At least there is no situation where the client is killed...

In the main house, the gate Yoshiro led Gao Cheng and his party into the entrance.

"Brother, I'm back..."

"Lianglang," a man with glasses and a wide chin frowned, "what are you doing back now?"

"Our brothers haven't seen each other for five years, so you don't have to be so cold?"

"Detective Kido?"

In the tense atmosphere, a girl in an apron came from the back room,

Seeing Damen Lianglang behind him, Gao Cheng couldn't help being surprised: "Why do you..."

"Miss Hatsuho?" Gao Cheng patted the snowflakes off his body, and stared blankly at the handsome Hojo Hatsuho, "Is this the rich family you work for?"

"Yes, yes," Hatsuho Hojo reacted, and turned to the man in glasses with a cold face, "Master, let's go into the room and say..."

"I said Hatsuho, it's not your turn to talk here, right?" The woman who seemed to be a man's wife next to him looked at Gao Cheng and the others carefully, "Yanglang, who are these? Why are there still detectives... "

"I met at the Xiuyou Festival. I saw that they didn't have a place to live, so..."

"Hmph! You haven't come back for several years, and when you come back, you will bring outsiders!"

Gao Cheng stood behind with Uncle Mao Li in a little embarrassment. The relationship between the family seemed to be quite tense, but it really caused trouble for Daimon Yoshiro.

"Mr. Lianglang, I think we still..."

"What are you arguing about?"

An old man in a kimono came out, frowning, with a dignified look on his face, but he became happy when he saw the bright gate.

"Lianglang?! You are finally back!"

"Father..." Daimon Yoshiro turned his head slightly, "Now the mountains are covered by heavy snow, so I want Mr. Mori to stay temporarily..."

"Maori?" The old man opened his eyes and looked at Uncle Maoli. "Isn't this the great detective Mori Kogoro? To tell you the truth, I have always admired you. Since you are so destined, please stay here today!"

"what?"

"Hatsuho, hurry up and help Mori-san and Yoshiro prepare the room!"

Compared with the elder son and his wife, the old man is quite enthusiastic, not as unkind as the younger son Damon Yoshiro said.

but……

Gao Cheng looked at the smiling Uncle Mao Li.

Is the uncle so popular? Inexplicably, he became a slicker, and he felt like a follower...

"Hey." Uncle Mao Li couldn't help but smiled funnyly at Gao Cheng.

This kid has the upper hand every time in a case, but after all, he, the sleeping little Goro, is more comfortable. It's a good idea to bring Gao Cheng here in the morning...

"Everyone, please follow me." Hatsuho Hojo led everyone through the corridor on the right to arrange the guest rooms, "Mr. Mori and Detective Kido, the room before going to bed tonight, Master Yoshiro will sleep in one."

"okay."

"In addition, everyone can lead to the yard from the aisle at the back. The snow scene in the yard can be said to be a must. It's good to go for a walk."

"Well, we'll go and see," Xiaolan nodded and asked curiously, "Do Miss Hatsui know Senior Kido?"

Hatsuho Hojo paused for a moment and smiled, "Yeah, I used to be a neighbor when I was working in Tokyo, and I'm also a fan of Detective Kido."

"Really?"

"Hmph." Uncle Mao Li's face dropped.

Such a beautiful girl is actually Kido Kid's detective fan, God is blind.

"Mr. Mori," Daimon Yoshiro apologized to Uncle Mori, "I was really sorry just now, my elder brother and sister-in-law really lost the way of hospitality..."

"Where is that, don't say that," Uncle Mao Li put away his careful thoughts, rubbed the back of his head and smiled, "Actually, we shouldn't have visited so rashly, and caused trouble for you."

"Nothing," Damon Yoshiro said with a smile, "I didn't expect that you are all great detectives. It's a great honor."

"Sister Hatsuho," Conan interrupted and asked, "Where is the toilet?"

"Toilet, you just walk to the end of this corridor... The switch of the toilet is a bit hard to find, I will accompany you."

Hojo Hatsuho took Conan away, and said to everyone: "I'll help you make tea by the way, everyone should have a good rest first."

Gao Cheng looked at the back of Hojo Hatsuho, and remembered the time when he met downstairs in the office.

It shouldn't be easy to be a maid in such a big family, right? I always feel that Hojo Hatsune's smile has something on his mind.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Ai quietly walked to Gao Cheng's side, "keep staring at him..."

"It's just some feelings. I didn't expect to meet acquaintances here."

At dinner time, it was still snowing outside at night, but the house was quite warm. Everyone gathered in a Japanese room covered with tatami mats for dinner. The president of Daimon and his eldest son and his wife were all present.

Perhaps because of the relationship between the youngest son Damen Lianglang, the husband and wife still have no good looks towards Gao Cheng and his group, and the atmosphere of eating is weird.

Uncle Mao Li smiled dryly and cheered up the atmosphere: "Your house is really magnificent. It's really embarrassing for us to live in such a nice place."

President Damen talked: "Where, this is an old house, and it usually needs to be renovated."

Gao Cheng sat on the side silently with his eyelids down.

After having the Chenghu Mansion, he didn't feel much, but he thought it looked pretty good...

"Master," Hatsuho Hojo opened the Japanese paper door, "The old lady said that she is not feeling well tonight, so she should go to bed early..."

"Here we go again." President Damen frowned slightly, "Mr. Mao Li finally came home today..."

"It's no wonder, how can mother-in-law still have dinner today?" The eldest daughter-in-law Kayoko said in a strange way, "I tell you, my mother-in-law will worship at the Buddhist altar in the room until midnight every year on the anniversary of the death of General Hidetomo He said that was the time when General Hidetomo committed suicide, and once she heard the voice, she was frightened to death..."

"Kayoko!" The eldest son Daimon Kazuki called out to his wife in a deep voice.

"It's true, what does it matter?"

"Mom's body is not very good..."

"Kazuki," Damon President scolded the eldest son, "You don't have time to care about our elders, if you have time, you can spend more time on your work!"

The eldest daughter-in-law Kayoko smiled awkwardly, and couldn't help asking: "Father, about the next president candidate..."

"I'm still eating now, let's talk about it after eating."

The president of Damen collected his mood, and asked his youngest son with concern: "Yanglang, what are you doing now?"

"I'm resident singing in the restaurant." Daimon Yoshiro responded.

"Ah? How do you do that kind of worthless job? Come back, Yoshiro, you should also come back to Dad's company to help Dad, okay?"