Kexue Magician

Chapter 349 The Detective Agency on the Internet
On the second floor of the Mori Detective Agency, Mori Kogoro poked his head out of the window, looked down, and instantly showed a lecherous smile on his face.

The beautiful woman downstairs grabbed the man in blue and persuaded him, "You have already punched him. If you continue to punch him and seriously injure him, I will go to the police station with you. In the middle of the night, let's talk about it." cool down."

Hearing this, the man in blue was almost unable to contain his anger.

My girlfriend seems to care about me, but she is actually protecting that kid!
"Hoohoo!" The man in blue took a deep breath and took another deep breath, his face contorted, and he clenched his fists and said angrily, "If I see that kid again, I will definitely let you know why Hua'er is so red!"

The beautiful woman didn't know why, so she dragged the man in blue away.

Upstairs, Mori Kogoro shook his head with unfinished thoughts, and was about to close the window, but found that Conan poked his head out at some point.

"What are you looking at, kid?" Mori Kogoro said seriously.

Conan smiled and said, "I'll watch whatever uncle sees."

Mori Kogoro let out an uh, like a big white goose being strangled by the neck, he couldn't help raising his fist and said angrily: "Little devil, you didn't learn well at such a young age, and you actually learn how to watch football like a human. Can you watch it?"

"Ah? Watching football?" Conan was stunned for a moment, but soon understood, and fled to Mao Lilan's side.

Maurilanka Zilan's big eyes flashed dangerously, staring at his father, and said quietly: "Dad, I told you not to use violence all the time. What do you want to do now? Also, why can't Conan watch the ball?"

Conan drooped his half-moon eyes and nodded.

The hairy Maoli Kogoro sneered a few times, turned his fists into palms, scratched his head and said, "I'm just trying to scare him."

"Huh?" Mao Lilan raised her brows slightly, indicating that her father still had questions to answer.

"Ahem, ahem, I want to say that Conan is still young, and it's too dangerous to lie on the window to watch the ball. If he accidentally falls and falls to his death, how can I feel sorry for his mother, Ms. Fumyo Edogawa?"

Mori Kogoro glanced at Conan with concern, implying a warning.

Mao Lilan, who undoubtedly had him, understood, turned her head and said softly: "Conan, Dad is right, you can't do dangerous moves."

Conan's baby face was full of innocence, and he nodded obediently.

Quietly heaving a sigh of relief, after sitting back on the chair, Mori Kogoro talked about serious business: "Xiao Lan, I was thinking that even a vampire can start a blog, so can we start one too?"

"It's still called Maori Detective Agency."

"Anyone across the country who needs to entrust a detective to solve a problem can contact me, a famous detective, through the Internet, and send the entrusted content through private messages and emails, and can also attach specific photos and videos."

"In this way, you can know the whole picture of the entrustment without leaving your home, and when the matter is completed, they can directly deposit the money into my bank account!"

"Isn't my idea great? Hahahaha!"

Mori Kogoro laughed ecstatically.

Yo, uncle is suddenly smart!Conan couldn't help but stare sideways.

Mao Lilan blinked her big eyes, thought for a while, and asked, "However, many people feel that the Internet is not safe and their privacy cannot be protected. It is safer to say it in person. What should we do in this situation?"

"This is how we used to accept commissions. We could only drive to see clients or wait for them to come to us." Mori Kogoro stroked his mustache. "Now opening a blog is opening up new markets and new clients!"

"There is no conflict between the two. The key is that you can receive more commissions and make more money!"

Mao Lilan thought for a while, and smiled clearly.

"But uncle, the computer is upstairs from sister Xiaolan, do I need to buy another computer?" Conan asked.

Mori Kogoro raised his brows high, looked at his daughter with burning eyes, and said with some pain: "There is no way to do this. Now that we have entered the Internet age, how can a computer be enough? Buy it! You must buy it!"

"Great, the price of the computer has been reduced again, so you can buy it." Mao Lilan smiled like a flower.

Mori Kogoro and Conan also laughed.

The room began to be filled with the warm atmosphere of father's kindness and daughter's filial piety.

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The lights brighten the room.

Toru Amuro smeared the ointment for treating bruises on his face, took a slight breath, and began to think about the series of strange things he encountered today.

"The clothes are still the original clothes, and there is no peculiar smell. The shoes are still the previous shoes, and nothing special has been stepped on."

"The shampoo and body wash and all that have not been touched."

"I ate lunch at the Polo Cafe, and dinner was hamburgers and milk. There is no problem with the production date and packaging..."

"Stray dogs are definitely not attracted by the smell on my body, and I have never done anything to harm puppies or stray dogs, so why do Teddy dogs, German shepherds and pastoral dogs pester me?"

"And the behavior of the German Shepherd and the Pastoral Dog seem to be well-trained and intelligent."

"Is it all because I'm following Masao Koda?"

Amuro looked out the window, the memory in his brain played slowly like a slide show, and then found the turning point where things changed.

My purpose is to follow Masao Koda and find the vampire.

The purpose of stray dogs should be to stop my actions.

In this way of reasoning, the person commanding the stray dogs is either Koda Masao or a vampire, which also means that my tracking was discovered by one of them, and they don't want the transaction to be disturbed and spied on.

I returned from the abandoned warehouse to Mihuacho [-]-chome, and the trouble I encountered downstairs in the Maori Detective Agency was caused by one of them?
Toru Amuro slowly raised his right hand, looked at it, and suddenly remembered what Kogoro Mori told James about what happened on Shikishima.

Uehara Yasuo committed suicide with a knife, chickens, dogs and pigs crashed into the mountain wall and died. Three villagers who burned the Naval Cave were unable to move and were beaten by their wives and children.

According to the survey, the behavior of these people is not controlled by themselves...

Could it be possible that the incredible movement of my right hand is also caused by ghosts?

Can vampires control ghosts?

Toru Amuro's pupils constricted, his face became more and more solemn, and he thought of something with very serious consequences: If one day I climbed to the top of the building, jumped, or held a gun to my head and pulled the trigger, would it be in the eyes of others? Is suicide?

Maybe one day, I will be controlled and shoot innocent people with guns in public, committing the crime of intentional homicide.

I will not be able to control my own life and death......

Toru Amuro clenched his teeth, his facial muscles tensed, and dense beads of sweat ooze from his forehead. The accumulated sweat flows down his cheeks and drips on the floor, which is extremely ear-piercing in the empty room.

"Hu-hu-"

"If Masao Koda had this ability, Watanuki would have died a long time ago."

"Therefore, vampires should be real. There may be more than one of them. What happened to me today is probably a warning to me not to investigate them any more and not to hinder them."

Toru Amuro clenched his fist, his eyes hard to guess.

(End of this chapter)