Ke Xue mourner

Chapter 1 Hanyu Yin Yang Funeral Society

The sun shines on the body through the window, which makes people feel lazy, especially when they have just had breakfast.

Mori Kogoro drooped his eyelids and seemed to be concentrating on the newspaper in front of him, but in fact he was almost asleep. The chirping sound of Mori Lan and Suzuki Sonoko on the sofa sounded more like hypnosis to his ears song.

ding dong~~~
A sound of the doorbell broke his drowsiness, and the newspaper in his hand fluttered to the ground. Kogoro Mori didn't care so much, and hurriedly got up to open the door.

Money is a bit tight recently, and his life is really difficult. His daughter controls the family's expenses and cuts his pocket money again and again. It has been a long time since he has no extra funds to bet on small steel balls, a high-risk and high-return "excellent project" "Are.

"I've been waiting for a long time, my guest, Mori Kogoro, what can I do for you?"

Seeing the serious long face approaching, Hanyu Qingan couldn't help but take a half step back, but the hospitable Mori Kogoro took a step closer.

Under the fiery eyes of the other party, Hanyu Qingan inexplicably felt a sense of guilt, as if the Mori Kogoro in front of him had been abandoned by him.

"Dad, is there a visitor here? Did you scare them?"

Mao Lilan noticed something strange, got up and came over to check it out. She was no longer surprised by her father's foolishness, so she was helpless.

"Sorry to scare you, please come in quickly."

Mourilan pulled Mori Kogoro aside, opened the door, and extended his hand to invite Hanyu Kiyoan into the room.

Hanyu Qing'an looked at the familiar face of Mao Lilan seriously, and he couldn't help but feel a kind of intimacy of meeting an old friend in a foreign country for this girl whom he met for the first time.

It was not in vain for him to come all the way from the countryside to this strange metropolis.

Just when Mao Lilan felt that the man in front of him was a bit strange, a small head with crooked braids appeared behind Hanyu Qingan, with big innocent eyes staring at Mao Lilan curiously on his white and tender face.

"Ah, so there is another little guest, hello, what's your name, how old are you?" Mao Lilan quickly bent down and greeted gently.

The little girl named Youzi stared at her for a long time, and then replied in a childish voice: "Youzi is three years old, sister, you are so beautiful~"

Mao Lilan was startled when she heard the words, and then she couldn't help covering her mouth and laughing happily.

"Then let's see if I'm pretty." Suzuki Sonoko suddenly poked his head out from behind Mao Lilan, jokingly said.

"Sister, you are beautiful too~" Yuzu looked up at Suzuki Sonoko's big forehead in a ignorant manner.

"This little girl is too good at talking, and she will become a great talent in the future!" Suzuki Sonoko couldn't help but picked up Yuzu, rubbed her face vigorously, and praised happily.

For the sudden intimacy of strangers, Yuzu didn't mean to be shy at all, but cooperated happily.

Sit down, serve tea, introduce yourself.

Kogoro Mori cleared his throat, trying to regain his sense of presence, "Then, Mr. Hanyu, do you have any entrustment for me?"

Hanyu Qingan shook his head slightly, and pondered for a while, "Actually, I'm here to discuss cooperation matters with Mr. Mori."

"Cooperation?" Mori Kogoro and others said in surprise in unison.

Sonoko Suzuki was rubbing Yuzu's soft little face to play, when she heard Hanyu Kiyoan's words, she couldn't help but look at him.

The sunlight passed through the shutters, showing a clear path of light under the Tyndall effect. Hanyu Seiyasu's eyebrows and eyes were rendered very soft, his stubble was sighing, his expression was calm and calm, which made Suzuki Sonoko a little distracted for a while.

"That's right." Hanyu Qingan nodded, and then took out a business card and... a small paper figure from his pocket?

The hand of the little paper figurine moved slightly, Hanyu Qingan hurriedly put the paper figurine away, stuffed it back into his breast pocket, got up and handed the business card to Mori Kogoro with both hands.

Before visiting Maori Detective Agency, he read a lot of etiquette books in the bookstore, and carefully observed the daily behavior of the people around him for a period of time.

After all, the original owner didn't leave any memory for the uninvited guest Hanyu Qingan to inherit, and everything about living here needs to be relearned by himself.

Speaking of Hanyu Qingan, I don't think there is anything to complain about. Taking up someone else's body for nothing is already a great benefit, and no amount of demands would be too much.

However, fortunately, I was good at languages ​​in my previous life. Although I am not a language major, I have learned a few foreign languages ​​here and there, including Japanese.

Thinking secretly about what to say, Hanyu Qingan suddenly noticed Suzuki Sonoko's gaze, the latter panicked and quickly lowered his head so as not to meet Hanyu Qingan's eyes.

But Suzuki Sonoko avoided Hanyu Seiya, but met Yuzu's round and curious eyes.

Although the little girl in his arms didn't say anything, the innocent eyes were so lethal that even Suzuki Sonoko's tried-and-tested face couldn't help turning red.

"Hanyu Yinyang Funeral Service?" Mori Kogoro looked at the business card in his hand and murmured in bewilderment, "This... what can the two of us cooperate with?"

Detectives and funeral homes should have nothing to do with each other, right?

Hanyu Qing'an's attention was drawn back, "The thing is like this, recently the name of 'Sleeping Detective' has appeared frequently in newspapers, TV and other media, so I couldn't help but become curious, so I did a little research. "

Mori Kogoro couldn't help grinning from the corners of his mouth to his ears. Conan's heart skipped a beat when he heard the word "investigation". Looking at the opposite Hanyu Kiyoan in a black suit, he couldn't help but blush and his heart beat, his hands and feet became weak.

"I soon discovered a very surprising fact..." Having said that, Hanyu Qingan glanced strangely at Conan, who had a red and white face, which made the latter's heart beat even faster.

"The number of deaths in Tokyo is about 11 people every year, that is, more than 300 people die every day on average. The cold storages of the 26 crematoria in Tokyo are also fully loaded all year round, and the funeral agencies in Tokyo can arrange them until next year. Everyone They're all so busy."

"In addition, in the area of ​​Mihua Town alone, the number of unnatural deaths can reach more than 500 people every year. This is just a survey, and a considerable part of these 500 people are people with status."

Mori Kogoro's mind was muddled, he didn't know what Hanyu Qingan was trying to say.

Hanyu Qing'an suddenly changed the subject, "I originally inherited my family's funeral agency in the countryside, but because the cost of the funeral agency is a bit high, and the population in the countryside is small, it is really difficult to maintain."

"And here comes the coincidence. I found out that Mr. Maori, the deceased in the case you participated in accounted for a large proportion of the deceased in the position of president alone, and most of them were from middle-class or above families."

"According to some cases I have learned, those victims have not been buried so far because no suitable funeral home can be found and the crematorium is not scheduled to open."

"The second problem cannot be solved by a small person like me. After all, in the entire burial process, only the crematorium is authorized to operate by the government. But the first problem is exactly the meaning of the existence of the society."

"So, this is the reason why I took the liberty to come here, and it is also the basis for me to talk about cooperation. I hope to participate in the case with Mr. Maori in the future, and then accept those funeral commissions. Of course, correspondingly, naturally, I cannot let Maori Mr. paid unilaterally."

For Hanyu Qingan who didn't say what Daoming said clearly, Mouri Kogoro naturally understood it in seconds, and there was a commission for this!

But he still felt uncomfortable. This Mr. Hanyu said the inside and outside, although he didn't say it directly, but the meaning is that he is a plague god, especially the "President" who loves to kill...

Police officer Mu Mu said that he was stained with dirty things, and now he was approached by the funeral home to discuss cooperation. If this continues, his reputation will be completely wiped out, damn it! ! !

Looking at Seiya Hanyu with a natural smile in front of him, Mori Kogoro finally held back his breath, and sprinkled the remaining half on Conan's dog's head.

Laugh so loudly.

Hearing Conan's screams, Mori Kogoro finally felt a little better.

Yuzu poked his head out of Suzuki Sonoko's arms to look at the red envelope on top of Conan's head curiously, feeling very magical, it was bright red, and he really wanted to poke it.

jingle bell~~~
Just when Mori Kogoro was tangled and hesitant, the phone rang at the right time.

"Moses, Officer Mumu, is there anything urgent?"

"..."

Mori Kogoro listened quietly, then his complexion changed drastically.

"what?!!"

"The president of Jumu Enterprise, Okiyou, died at home?!!"

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