Chef in the World of Conan

......"Teacher, why don't we come again next time"

"..."

The mud plays Kai! Xu Yang pouted and found that Xiaolan was also in a good mood. He hummed a little song from time to time. I don't know if it was because he saw the old love artificial vine... At this moment, Ling Xiaolu suddenly came over , said thank you, "Thank you for this matter, Mr. Xu Yang!"

"It's nothing, but then again, your little squirrel is actually very distressed recently.."

Xu Yang looked at the squirrel who was screaming... and couldn't help reminding him.

"what"

"He may not want to eat acorns lately and wants a change of taste, such as mushrooms, trays.."

Ayanokouji, who was stunned, didn't notice that the little squirrel on his shoulder also had the same expression as him, and the scene looked very happy.

..On the other side, the wing of Sannoji Temple where Buddha statues are stored.

Just when the old host and Longyuan opened the shrine, they found that the Buddha Yakushi Tathagata had returned safely with a baseball cap hanging on it.

The old host couldn't help thinking of the three people who were thinking about puzzles, and he couldn't help but smile and took off the baseball cap and put it on his head.

"What a good partner!"

"Hey host, are you talking about Maori detective and Hattori detective?"

"Dragon Circle!"

"Um"

"It looks like you have to practice for a few more years..."

Chapter [-] time after time 【Subscribe, Customize】

Inside Xu Yang's mansion in the early morning.

Today's Xu Yang rarely wakes up early, sitting at his desk and writing the title of "" on a white paper.

After returning from Kyoto, he finally remembered that he had agreed to Mai Kuraki's invitation to write songs for her.

It just so happens that this song is also a previous life, the song Mai wrote for Conan, since it has not appeared in the world of Conan, let yourself write it and let it appear in the world! The beautiful and meaningful handwriting is like flowing water, without stopping.

Just when Xu Yang finished writing the words, Ming Mei did not know when she had appeared beside her, staring at the words on the paper with eyes like autumn water, and said with emotion, "A Yang, I thought you were going to forget it!"

"Pfft, isn't this going to Kyoto to find inspiration..."

Xu Yang scratched his head, he would never tell anyone, in fact, he had already forgotten about it... "By the way, isn't Xiao Airen on vacation today?" "One, three, three"

"

"It's not you..."

She whitened Xu Yang and complained softly, "Xiao Ai said that your idea yesterday inspired her, so she went to the research room again..."

"Haha... Mingmei sauce!"

"Well..."

.. In front of Risei TV, a taxi slowly stopped at the door, Xu Yang tidied up his neckline, then walked in and came to the front desk.

"Sir, what's the matter with you?"

The front desk is a very delicate girl, wearing black-rimmed glasses and ponytails, she looks like a little girl who has just been intern, very young.

"I have an appointment with Miss Kuraki!"

"Oh, you are... Mr. Xu Yang! Take the elevator on the right, Miss Canggi is waiting for you in the recording studio on the sixth floor!"

...the elevator entrance on the sixth floor, just as Xu Yang came out of the elevator entrance, he saw Mai Cangmu sitting at the entrance of the recording studio.

Today's Mai Cangmu is wearing a red coat and looks particularly attractive with her fair skin. When she saw Xu Yang coming out, she smiled and said, "Mr. Xu Yang, you are here, I have been waiting for a long time!"

"Isn't this just coming back from Kyoto, the inspiration is bursting!"

Xu Yang shrugged helplessly, and handed the composed lyrics to Mai Cangmu from the briefcase.

"If Jun Feng can meet you again, 2 degrees Jun hands will never let go of your hands. The end of the spring, the flower Mido tells that spring will be full of flowers and fruits... The elegant and romantic lyrics are slowly recited by Kuraki Mai Even if she hasn't watched the song yet, she understands that this is another golden song unprecedented in history.

And it is especially in line with my own singing style... "Izumi-sensei, this is the score, familiarize yourself with the rest of the band in the past!"

Kuraki Mai held back her excitement, handed the score to the tuner on the side, and turned around again.

"As expected of Mr. Xu Yang! I really know how to thank you..."

"No, at the concert, just give the tickets..."

Xu Yang waved his hand and added, "Besides, this song belongs to you..."

After all, this is your song originally... Mai Cangmu didn't know another layer of Xu Yang's meaning, and thought that the style of the song was particularly suitable for him, so he couldn't help laughing.

Like a spring breeze, gentle and pleasant... About ten minutes later, the previous teacher He Quan came over very excitedly and shook hands with Xu Yang.

"You are... Mr. Xu Yang, I've really admired it for a long time! This song has a beautiful melody and tactful melody, as if you are in the beautiful memory of cherry blossoms, and the sense of space is full!"

"Uh, Izumi-sensei praised it..."

"Miss Kuraki, let's study it for a while... It may take some time..."

Cangmu Mai nodded clearly, "Mr. Xu Yang, why don't I accompany you to go shopping on the TV station?"

"Also! I'm more curious about how you filmed it!"

"That's right, I remember that there was a detective show in the process of recording, and it seems that a famous detective in Tokyo was invited as a guest!"

Tokyo... Famous detective... No way... "Tojo, is that you? Do you want to play mahjong until all night tonight?"

"Why, my wife is fine, it's just been separated!"

Immediately afterwards, Uncle Maori hung up the phone with a solemn expression, "This kind of dangerous phone call, don't be tapped!"

"..."

At the scene, on the one hand... sluggish and embarrassed, Xu Yang also helped his head, and it was undoubtedly Uncle Maori.

"Uh! Next, let's go to the next unit..."

The two hosts next to Uncle Mouri also quickly changed the subject, for fear that he would say some terrifying lines... At the same time, in the mixing room on the fourth floor, Michihiko Suwa was alone in the room. While watching the surveillance footage of the studio, I suddenly received a call from Matsuo himself.

"Matsuo, what show are you doing and haven't finished yet!"

"I just want you to hear my last voice..."

Matsuo ran across the corridor and called on the phone, "I'm going to die soon, I'm going to commit suicide by jumping from the top floor..."

"Nani!"

Suwa screamed in horror.

"Just wait and see what happens after my death!"

"Hey, don't be like this, let's talk about the hosting thing, don't be like this, don't think about it!"

"It's too late!"

Matsuo took out a silenced pistol with the corners of his mouth up.

"boom!"

...At the scene, Takashi Matsuo rushed back to the scene sweating all over in the studio, when the short film of the case was just at the end, and the scene where the victim was shot and killed was just played.

"Hey Mr. Matsuo, are you not feeling well and sweating a lot..."

The beautiful assistant lady asked in surprise.

"I've had a bad stomach since the morning."

Matsuo panted lightly and smiled, as if nothing had happened, he and the beautiful assistant returned to the stage to continue hosting the show.

Soon, after the TV show ended, Xu Yang and Cangmu Mai also walked towards Uncle Maori's family.

"Uncle, I didn't expect your business to spread to the TV station and you will soon become famous!"

"Ha ha!"

Uncle Maori is very 2.

1 patted Xu Yang on the shoulder happily, "If you can't open a restaurant, you can learn to detect cases with me!"

"By the way, brother Xu Yang, why did you come to the TV station today?"

Conan asked curiously.

Mai Cangmu said playfully, "I invited Mr. Xu Yang to write a song for me!"

"You are Miss Kuraki Mai!"

Xiaolan turned to the side of the cerebral axe in surprise, then turned to Xu Yang, "Yangjun, are you going to release a new song again?"

"That's right! It's still the inspiration for the trip to Kyoto! You should be able to hear it soon..."

"Da da da..."

The rapid footsteps approached everyone, and a staff member ran over panting and said in a panic, "Detective Maori, something happened!"

"Um"

"Someone was killed...

Chapter [-] The tragedy of the TV station 【Subscribe, Customize】

The mixing room on the fourth floor.

Suwa Michihiko's corpse was slumped under the window, his pale face full of impossibility...... I believe that the window was spattered with blood, and there was a bullet hole left, falling on the ground. A pistol with a silencer.

"Xiao Lan, hurry up and call the police!"

Uncle Maori frowned, turned around and shouted.

"Hi..."

Seeing Mai Cangmu beside her looking like she wanted to move forward, Xu Yang hurriedly stopped her, "Miss Cangmu, it's better not to watch the scene inside..."

"Yeah! Listen to you... Mai Kuraki stopped her advancing body and nodded.

.. After a while, the Mumu Police Department led the police officers to arrive here and began to inspect the crime scene.

"The one who was killed was Michihiko Suwa, the producer of this TV station, 37 years old. The weapon was a pistol.