Conan: Money Talks

At night, in Kudo's house,

Yusaku Kudo, Yukiko and Conan, the family of three rarely have a meal together

"That dad!" After finishing the dinner made by Yukiko, Conan finally couldn't help but ask Kudo Yusaku,"How much do you know about Miyamoto Han?"

Kudo Yusaku put down the newspaper in his hand and said calmly:"When your mother and I first met Han, it was because he wanted to be an excellent mystery novelist.

I thought he was really talented, so I taught him for a while.

And you know your mother's personality, she loves to play.

She and Han can be said to be like-minded, and we became familiar with each other after a few interactions.

According to my observation, Han has his own understanding and recognition of justice, which may be different from what you think of as justice, but in general he is a trustworthy person.

"

"Tsk! How can I trust him? That guy has set his eyes on Xiaolan now." Conan pouted and muttered unhappily.

"So Shin-chan is jealous, no wonder you don't seem to like Han very much." Yukiko saw Conan's current look and instead of comforting him, she gloated over his misfortune. This behavior made her husband, Kudo Yusaku, speechless.

"How can you say that to your own son?"Conan rolled his eyes at Yukiko and complained.

Miyamoto Han has been creating at home for the past few days. During this time, Okino Yoko came twice, both times wrapped up tightly. Sonoko also came three times, but I don’t know if it’s because it’s a bit awkward, so Sonoko and Yoko seemed to have agreed that the two of them came at different times.

Miyamoto Han didn’t pay attention to the little secrets between these girls. As long as they were willing to come and accompany him, it was enough.

One day, Miyamoto Han just returned home and found a special letter in the mailbox. When he opened it, it turned out to be an invitation to a banquet.

Miyamoto Han was about to throw the invitation into the trash can casually. He himself was not interested in this kind of gathering.

But he saw an interesting name-Moritani Teiji.

It seems that he has to go now.

""Han, you are finally here. Xiaolan has made a lot of delicious food today!"

In the Maori Detective Agency, Maori Kogoro patted Miyamoto Han on the shoulder and said excitedly. There were many empty wine bottles in front of him. It seemed that he had drunk a lot before Miyamoto Han came.

Miyamoto Han found a tatami and sat down directly, taking the chopsticks and bowl handed by Xiaolan.

Xiaolan smiled embarrassedly:"Miyamoto-kun, I'm really embarrassed to make you laugh. My father always gets so drunk when there are guests."

""Hey, Xiaolan, how can you talk like that?" Maori Kogoro slapped the table,"How can you say Han is a guest? He is obviously my son-in-law! Right, Han?" Maori Kogoro was indeed very drunk. He patted Miyamoto Han's shoulder and knocked his head on the low table.

Miyamoto Han smiled bitterly, but was still very grateful that Maori Kogoro could stand on his side.

As usual, the little brat Conan buried his head and ate his food in small bites. Although he wanted to complain about Miyamoto Han, Conan still remembered what his father had told him at the Rice Flower Restaurant, telling him to try not to anger Miyamoto Han and not to get close to him. Miyamoto Han is a more terrifying figure than the Black Organization!

And the most important thing is that Miyamoto Han already knows his identity as Kudo Shinichi. If he is not honest, what if Miyamoto Han tells Xiaolan the truth?

Miyamoto Han looked at Conan strangely,"Eat more meat, otherwise you won't grow tall."Miyamoto Han added a large piece of meat to Conan's bowl," Kudo Shinichi……"

Conan was startled and stood up immediately,"I'm not me!"

"Who are you?" Miyamoto Han continued,"Hey, Conan, why are you so excited?"

Miyamoto Han's eyes were full of teasing. He was deliberately trying to play a prank on Kudo Shinichi. After this kid became smaller, he always disturbed his date with Xiaolan.

"Really? Conan, you are so rude. You can't stand up casually when eating." Xiaolan pressed Conan's shoulders and asked him to sit back.

Conan secretly wiped the cold sweat. Could Miyamoto Han not breathe so hard when talking? He almost gave him a heart attack.

But Conan didn't dare to do anything wrong now, because Miyamoto Han already knew his identity. If he told Xiaolan his identity, Conan imagined it in his heart and immediately wilted.

"By the way, Conan-kun, who is Kudo Shinichi to you?"Miyamoto Han continued to ask

"Shinichi-niang, Shinichi-niang is my brother!" Conan said with a smile, scratching his head.

"Oh, okay."Miyamoto Han shut his mouth tactfully. He also felt that it was enough. If he continued like this, Conan might just tell everything regardless of the consequences, and that would not be fun. Never mind. There would be plenty of time to play slowly in the future anyway, Edogawa Conan. A gleam flashed in Miyamoto Han's eyes, and he glanced at Conan who was eating non-stop with a playful look.

Conan suddenly felt a chill coming from behind him, and his whole body trembled.

Xiaolan looked at the two of them in confusion. What were they doing?

At this time, a news report happened to be on TV:"Last night, a fire broke out in a resident's house in Beika-cho 1-chome in the middle of the night. Fortunately, no one was injured for the time being."

"Isn't this the Kurokawa family where the murder happened before? I didn't expect it to be on fire."Xiaolan said in surprise while watching the news on TV.

"The Kurokawa family is really unlucky this year!" Maori Kogoro said nonchalantly.

"By the way, Xiaolan, are you free this week?"After hearing about the fire at Kurokawa's house, Miyamoto Han, coupled with the invitation letter he received earlier, immediately realized that Conan's first theatrical version of"Blowing Up the Skyscraper" was about to begin.

"Well, except for the fact that I have to go to Kyoto Mall with Sonoko to buy some things after class tomorrow, I should be free."

"Do you know Mr. Moriya Teiji?" Miyamoto asked

"Moriya Teiji? I remember he is a very famous architect in the world, right?"Xiaolan raised a finger, staring at the ceiling, as if thinking carefully.

"Yes, that is the Moriya Teiji"

"What's wrong?"