Detective Conan: The Grey Winged Angel

　　 Friday, June 9th, at ten o'clock in the morning, Maori Detective Agency.

　　 Coming up from Poirot Café, Maori noticed a serious problem. At a glance, Gulu was not in the room, and the cold sweat immediately came down.

　　 Guru is an authentic Russian blue cat, and his body and coat color are all top quality, and his value can be estimated at 10 million yen.

　　Fei Yingri’s cat is his Maori cat.

　　 At this time, I couldn't even bother to reply to the client, and Maori began to grumble.

　　 First confirm the door, the door is okay, there is no sign of prying, it shouldn’t be someone who came in and took Guru

　　 went to the window again to confirm that the window was closed, that is, it should be impossible for Gollum to go outside, it is still in the room now.

　　 Fortunately.

　　 glanced at under the desk, no.

　　 fell on the ground and looked under the sofa, no.

　　 There are no kitchens, changing rooms, or toilets.

　　 Maori is a little dumbfounded. Where can this go? It's clear in the room. A cat, where can it go?

　　 Maori thought of drilling the cabinet before, so he searched further and turned over the cabinet.

　　 Although it is certain that it is a cat and not a mouse, I can't care about that much at this time.

　　 However, after looking around, Maori was so tired and sweating that he still couldn't find where Gulu was.

　　 Maori took a look at the time, and it was eleven o'clock in the morning, rest, take a break.

　　 Maori lit a cigarette, sat on the sofa, and looked around in the room where cats could be hidden.

　　 Inadvertently, Maori found a touch of blue sharp corners and cat ears on the top of the large cabinet.

　　 Maori got up and backed up and looked up, okay, Gulu took a nap on the top of the cabinet.

　　 Maori was speechless, but he was so relieved that he was still there.

　　 Maori got a chair, stood on it, and hugged Gollum from the top of the cabinet.

　　 "Meow." Gulu woke up and rubbed Maori's face.

　　 "It's useless to act like a baby." Maori said irritably.

　　 Sit back behind the desk with Gulu, Mao used his cell phone to call the client.

　　 "Is it Mr. Kiroshita, I am the detective Kogoro Mouri who met you this morning."

　　 Mr. Kiroshita asked nervously: "Ah, do you understand the content of my daughter's text message?"

　　 At this time, Gulu, who was let go, walked to the edge of the desk.

　　 "Ah, it would be dangerous if it fell." Maori quickly took Guru back.

　　 "Danger!" Mr. Kiroshita said in surprise, "Sure enough, it is a dangerous text message!"

　　 Maori quickly explained, "No, there is no danger, your daughter is very good."

　　 "Excellent?" Mr. Kiroshita didn't understand.

　　 At this time, Gulu bit the tie on Maori's chest and tried to pull it back, as if to take Maori somewhere.

　　 "Idiot, stop tugging!" Maori was a little uncomfortable with the tie.

　　 Mr. Kiroshita said, "It's you who are talking about it, Mr. Mori!"

　　 Maori played with Gulu pulling his tie, apologized: "Ah, I'm not talking about you."

"Then please tell me quickly, what kind of text message it is, no matter what the content is, I will not be surprised, I am mentally prepared, and then use this text message to question my daughter, maybe She will confess to me what she is doing recently," Mr. Tongxia said solemnly, "Please tell me quickly, Mr. Maori."

　　 Under the interference of Gulu, Maori heard all the words of Mr. Tongxia, and suddenly felt that Gulu was right to stop him. This should not be told to Mr. Tongxia, so he said, "Actually, I didn't solve it at all."

　　 Mr. Tongxia said angrily: "Ah? What's the matter?"

　　 Gulu let go of Maori's tie, and Maori touched Gulu's head again. This time, Gulu did not go away, but showed a comfortable expression.

　　 Maori smiled and said, "Actually, I just received a very important request. I can only concentrate on solving the matter over there for the time being, so I called and rejected your request."

　　 "Why is this!" Mr. Kiroshita was very angry and disappointed.

　　 "Anyway, you have a very good daughter, you don't have to worry," Maori smiled, "I suggest you just watch her behave quietly like this."

　　 "Why, why do you say that?" Mr. Kiroshita was surprised, "Have you ever seen my daughter?"

　　 "This is the detective's intuition." Maori smiled, "Then say hello to your daughter for me, goodbye."

　　 Hanging up, Maori grinned to Gulu: "I didn't solve the secret code anyway, and it's better to leave some surprises for the birthday present."

　　 "Meow." Gulu suddenly avoided Maori's palm, Maori patted the table with a paw, and patted it in a shallow pit formed by the accumulation of debris.

"what!"

　　 Maori looked at the pile of gifts on his table, sniffing the peculiar smell, and couldn't help but shake his hand, widening his throat and screaming, the sound seemed to lift the roof.

　　 "Meow." Gulu jumped from the desk to the sofa in shock.

"Do not……"

　　 Maori couldn't stop him, so he could only watch Gulu leave a pair of small hind paw prints on the two sofas, coffee table, floor and cabinet, and finally jumped to the corner on the top of the cabinet.

　　 Maori was already out of anger and wanted to cry. The behavior of grunting just now was deduced in an instant afterwards.

　　The series of gurgling actions, what is smart and understanding, it's just that I woke up and wanted to go to the bathroom.

　　 Gulu started to get off the table, but actually went to the bathroom by himself, but was stopped by Maori.

　　 Then he grunted and bit the Maori tie to let him take it to the bathroom, but Maori didn't bring it.

　　 Next, Gollum would be wrong, so he looked for a place on the table as a bathroom, causing both hind paws to be stained with excrement.

　　 In the end, Gulu showed a comfortable expression. It was not comfortable to be touched by Maori, but comfortable in the bathroom.

　　 was released after a long time, let alone a cat, it is comfortable for everyone.

　　 In fact, Maori made it uncomfortable to the touch, so it slipped as soon as he went to the bathroom, which caused Maori to photograph the pile of excrement, and Maori subconsciously waved his hand, making juice everywhere around him.

　　 My God, how do you clean up this!

　　 Maori was completely sluggish, and then awakened by the knock on the door.

　　 It was Miyamoto Ichiro who came in and was attracted by Maori's screams. Although he confirmed that there was no one else on Maori's side, he still came to take a look.

　　 While looking at the dirt on Maori's palm, he looked at the row of claw shadows in the messy room. Ichiro Miyamoto couldn't help but smile. The claw marks should be cats, right? It's so interesting.

　　 "Meow." Gulu walked to the top of the cabinet, condescendingly, looking at Miyamoto Ichiro curiously.

　　 "Come." Miyamoto Ichiro stretched out his hand.

　　 Guru hesitated and jumped onto Miyamoto Ichiro's hands.

　　 Ichiro Miyamoto went to the bathroom and wiped Gulu's paws with a tissue. Mori walked over and asked hopefully, "Ichiro, um, is there a way to clean this thing on the sofa?"

　　 Miyamoto Ichiro shook his head, "Housekeeping Association."

　　 Maori was speechless and distressed, because the money flew again, and even thought of the commission. It was originally completed, but it was pushed.

　　 And this thing can’t be said yet, it would be wrong to mean a cat, that’s shameful.

Maori washed his hands and came back to learn to be a **** shovel officer. He tilted his head and held his breath to cover the pile on the desk with cat litter. Then, because there was no shovel, he frowned and grinned and wrapped the cat litter carefully with a paper towel. go.

　　How is the shovel officer made? That's how it's done, until you can look at it without getting tired of it, smell it without evil, grasp without suffering, and don't change the color from start to finish, you will reach a qualified level.

　　 As for what is peaking and perfection? It doesn't count to be able to hold the lump in your hand and knead and observe it, but to hold it in your mouth and taste it to find out if the cat is sick, it should be counted.

　　 To be honest, Maori has a long-lost feeling, the feeling of changing diapers for Lan. Is that pain or happiness? There are both. ...

The room is too messy. Before the housekeeping club arrived, Maori had to clean up the room and return the things that were made by digging through the boxes and cabinets to the original place. If there is something dirty, throw it away. If you can’t bear to throw it, just watch it. The ability of the housekeeping club.

　　 Ichiro Miyamoto didn't help Maori clean up, it was his own business, but he helped to take care of Gollum so that it would not disturb Maori by running around, so he helped with feeding.

　　 After eating the cat food, Guru dozed off again and found a comfortable position in Miyamoto's arms.

　　 Soon after, the housekeeping club arrived. I saw the situation of the Maori family and recommended a plan with a smile. It can be seen that dealing with cat-caused family disasters is not twice.

After 　　, Miyamoto Ichiro handed Gollum to Maori, let Maori hold him, and he left.

　　 While Maori held it cautiously and was still sleeping, he went downstairs to Poirot Cafe for lunch.

　　 Maori has an illusion, it feels like holding Lan, Lan when I was a child. ...

　　Poirot Cafe.

　　 Maori asked, "Well, boss, I'll bring my pet in and sit for a while, don't you mind?"

　　 "Wow, it's so cute, is this the princess of Lawyer Concubine?"

　　Eno Benzi's voice is soft, but Gulu still wakes up, and he doesn't sleep well.

　　 "Don't mind," the boss laughed~www.readwn.com~ However, how bad did Guru make the office so that he actually found the housekeeping club? "

　　 "Huh?" Maori was taken aback for a moment, blushing with embarrassment, and screaming just now, it seems that he knew it.

　　 Some diners smiled and comforted: "Don't care, don't care, this is a necessary stage. The few of my family will give you a situation every day, and the habit is good, and the habit is good."

　　 Maori laughed dryly, did not answer the conversation, and ordered instead.

　　 The diners circled around Gulu, and more and more diners stopped leaving. They all stayed and treated Gulu as a celebrity, so they almost asked for an autograph.

　　 But everyone is quiet, just watching and talking very quietly.

　　 Someone wanted to take a photo, but Maori did not dare to agree. After all, it was Fei Yingli's love cat. She did not agree, and Maori did not dare to respond. If the concubine Yingli sue them, it would be troublesome.

　　 In response, Enomoto Azusa simply wrote a sign and declined to take pictures.

And Gulu stayed on the table, a little shy, but curiously looked at people around him, no matter what he did, wagging his tail, licking his paws, grooming his hair, taking two steps, even snoozing, yawning, all It is so cute to make these cat lovers see the stars.

　　 Maori was still a little jealous at first, and his detective was not so popular. Then he saw the crowd outside the shop and felt a little complacent. Anyway, this is his Maori cat. ...

　　 The shop owner took the initiative to drink afternoon tea, free of charge. Naturally, the reason is that Gulu brought a lot of guests, which made the business in the shop super good.

　　 Maori even thought about it for a while. It should be completely fine to cheat and drink with a grumble. If you advertise, you can make a lot of money.

　　 So I sat until the evening, and even if the housekeeping club had left, I didn’t bring Gulu back. ...