Conan: This repairman is not very knowledgeable

Chapter 388 Spicy Curry
Lin Feng's nose has indeed evolved to be similar to a dog's nose.

A large pot of curry was heating up in the kitchen.

"Oh!"

"The beef is cut into big pieces and the ingredients are plenty!" Uncle Maori nodded as he ate.

The taste of this pot of curry is not inferior to that of restaurant quality.

"It's just the right amount of spicy!" It seems to suit Sonoko's taste too.

Because Conan had a cold, he could only eat a bowl of egg fried rice, which was too spicy.

Lin Feng was also showing off with his head down, not bothering to speak.

"Your wife's cooking skills are great!" Seeing that everyone was busy eating, Xiaolan turned around and praised Mr. Akashi.

"No, actually I cooked this pot of curry. My wife passed away due to illness three years ago today." Hiroto Akashi stood in the kitchen, holding a tray, looking at the curry pot in front of him with a nostalgic smile on his face.

"I'm sorry..." Xiaolan apologized.

When they met in the afternoon, everyone only knew that the tennis coach had a wife and had no idea of ​​the real situation.

"It's nothing. When I was a trainer before, I also had experience in cooking food according to the physical conditions of the athletes. In terms of cooking skills alone, my level is even better than my wife's." Akashi Hiroto said with a smile.

After saying this, he greeted everyone and asked them to do as they pleased.

I took the tray and went to deliver curry rice to my father on the second floor.

"Brother Lin Feng, you have already eaten seven plates..." Yuanzi burped and said boredly with his chin resting on his hand.

Watching other people eat is a very boring thing, especially when you are full.

"I haven't eaten since noon." Lin Feng brought back another plate.

There was still curry, but the rice was gone.

"Damn it, I wanted to have another serving..." Uncle Maori went to the kitchen and took a look, then looked at someone speechlessly.

"You can cook curry udon noodles. Eating only rice is a bit monotonous!" The repairman came up with an idea.

"..."

"It's been more than forty minutes, right?" Xiaolan glanced at the clock on the wall.

She was talking about the time when Mr. Akashi came upstairs to deliver the meal.

"Maybe it's just a conversation between father and son." Uncle Maori sat cross-legged at the table and didn't take it seriously.

The other's wife passed away three years ago today. The father and son might have a chat to commemorate her.

However, the power switch cord of the light in front of me has been dangling in front of my eyes, which makes me very concerned. It is only about forty or fifty centimeters away from the desktop. Isn't it a bit too long?
"It seems to have been lengthened on purpose."

Uncle Maori looked up at the knot of the lamp cord and said curiously.

"The rope was specially lengthened for my father because he said that he hoped he could pull the rope even though he was hunchbacked." Hiroto Akashi finally came back.

Uncle Maori recalled the old man who helped open the door and nodded.

"Mr. Akashi, what took you so long to come downstairs?" Conan also turned his head and asked the question.

Allowing an unfamiliar guest to sit in your home for forty minutes would be a bit strange, no matter how kind-hearted you are.

"Well, because my dad and I were talking about some weird topics, and we couldn't stop talking about them."

"He kept saying that he didn't want to eat dinner and that he didn't want to live anymore." Hiroto Akashi pinched his waist, shook his head, and a rather helpless smile appeared on his face.

"He doesn't want to live anymore?"

Everyone's expressions changed and they looked at each other.

Lin Feng held the plate and turned to look at the other person.

"Well, he seemed to think that his wife and daughter-in-law died before him, and that he must have been rejected by God, so he might as well just die." "But he's fine now, and is eating his favorite curry rice. Don't worry." Akashi Hiroto turned around and went back to the kitchen to busy himself.

"I'll help too!" Xiaolan took away the repairman's finished plates and helped wash the dishes.

"What are you thinking about?" Conan asked Lin Feng in a low voice.

"I'm wondering if he has already killed the person." Lin Feng said, looking at the ceiling.

We've come all the way here with great difficulty, we can't come here in vain. It's normal for someone to die, right?
It seems that the coach was somewhat deliberate.

"what?!"

"The road collapsed due to mudslides, and there is no way to send a car to pick us up!" Yuanzi finally received the call.

When I first entered the door, I called for help through the landline, but it was almost an hour before I received a reply. It turned out that the road was still collapsed and impassable.

Today is definitely not just bad luck!

"If that's the case, it's okay for you to stay here tonight. The empty rooms and quilts in the house are clean." Hiroto Akashi said to everyone.

"Thank you so much." Uncle Maori thanked him.

I met a good person!
"By the way, can you go upstairs and help me collect dad's dishes?" Akashi Hiroto nodded with a smile, then turned to ask Xiaolan who was washing dishes.

"Let me go." Lin Feng didn't know what this guy was doing upstairs. If there was any bloody scene, it would be better for him to go and see it himself.

"Then I'll leave it to you, but my dad eats very slowly. If the light in his room is still on, it means he hasn't finished eating. You can just go downstairs."

Akashi Hiroto opened his mouth and gave an instruction.

Conan glanced at the other person, followed the repairman out of the living room and up the stairs.

The stairs in this house were well maintained and there was no sound when stepping on them. Lin Feng walked up a few floors and saw that the light in the bedroom on the second floor was still on, so he turned around and prepared to go downstairs.

"Woo..."

"Woo..."

Conan also heard the whimpering sound and couldn't help scratching his head.

The other person seemed to be hiding in the house crying.

After Lin Feng walked down the stairs, he paused slightly.

He has very good hearing and can hear the sounds upstairs even when standing downstairs.

Something is wrong...

Except for babies, who would whine all the time? Even crying at a grave requires calling out a name...

The two returned to the living room. Lin Feng looked at Mr. Akashi and asked, "He seems to be crying in the room upstairs. Is that okay?"

"Maybe he was thinking about something sad. It doesn't matter. We shouldn't catch him at a time like this." Akashi Hiroto shook his head and explained.

"Well, it's enough for you to understand this."

Lin Feng sat back at the table and took out a deck of cards.

In a deep forest like this, you can just watch me perform magic quietly!

"A-choo!" Conan sneezed violently again, rubbed his nose, and looked at the cards on the table boredly.

It's just a little cry, it's no big deal.

But this guy's magic is full of flaws, and if you don't look carefully, he will get angry.

"Hey, hey, hey, even if you want to look at the cards, do it behind my back!" Uncle Maori protested while sitting at the table.

This kind of mind reading is an insult to my IQ!

(End of this chapter)