Detective Conan: The Grey Winged Angel

　　 Friday, January 16, more than eight o'clock in the evening, at Binhai Hotel.

　　 Yamazaki took a taxi after doing the first half of the work at Perfect Dai Restaurant. After he reported Maori's name and came in, he found that Maori was carrying Conan and beating him on a fleshy part.

　　 "Uncle, what happened?" Yamazaki asked with a smile.

　　 "You are here, please ask Lan for details." Maori threw Conan to Lan, "show me this kid." Then he went to eat.

　　 "Does it hurt?" Lan said, "Don't worry, I will get some medicine back soon."

　　 "No, no more." Conan blushed.

Lan briefly talked about Ozaki Tsui’s affairs, and then said helplessly: "Dad clearly said that he asked Conan to do it at the time, but after reasoning, when I woke up, I heard Miss Rika say that because he disturbed her important Banquet, so the commission fee will be halved, so I insisted that Conan did it himself, and then vented Conan. Dad is true, this is basically an excuse that Conan is a child."

　　 It turned out that he wanted to make his uncle carry the scapegoat but failed. Yamazaki smiled at Conan and was returned a pair of big eyes.

　　 "Okay, stop talking, hurry up and eat," said Maori, "we must pay back the commission."

　　 "Uncle, since it's okay, I'll go back first," Yamazaki said. ...

　　 At the same time, the landscape restaurant on the top floor of the Marina Hotel.

　　 The vodka's mobile phone rang while eating dinner. After he took it, he reported to the gin on the opposite side: "Brother, ten million yen has been paid."

　　 Ginjiu asked: "Where is the body?"

　　 Vodka said: "It has been cremated."

　　 Ginjiu said: "That guy is just an experiment, let him disappear, this thing cannot be leaked out."

　　 Vodka asked: "Why, he would never say it."

　　 Ginjiu said, "Even if he gets all the inheritance, his assets are only a few hundred million yen. He has no ability to keep this secret, and he is not qualified to know this secret, so let him shut up forever."

　　 Vodka said, "I understand."

　　 "Be more natural." Gin said, "I don't want to see him in the newspaper again."

　　 "Yes, I see." Vodka said. ...

　　Night, the basement of a factory in Tokyo Bay, the base of the black organization, the tea-haired lady's room.

　　 The TV is on, and an entertainment program is broadcast, but the laughter on the TV does not bring the slightest warmth to the deserted room.

The tea-haired woman sat on the sofa with her knees hugged, looking at a takeaway steak marked with the name of the Binhai Restaurant, thinking about what the vodka that had just sent the steak over said, "That thing is very good, brother will let you continue to improve", until Steak was as cold as she was in her mood, and then she recovered, and then muttered to herself: "Sister, what should I do?"...

　　 Saturday, January 17, afternoon, Maori Detective Agency.

　　 Yamazaki collected last night’s incident report written by Conan, and then said, “Don’t push the black pot yesterday on Uncle Maori as much as possible. It will make Uncle Maori doubt his waking memory.”

　　 "I see." Conan said, and then asked, "Where's uncle?"

　　 Yamazaki smiled and said, "Helan went to the laundry to clean up the suit and tie to be worn tomorrow afternoon."

　　 "For the Okino Yoko concert tomorrow afternoon?" Conan smiled, "I really take it seriously."...

　　 Sunday, January 18th, noon, Maori Detective Agency.

　　 Mei Daizi came with Yamazaki, and said to Yuanzi sitting on the sofa: "Yuanzi, we can go." Then, when Lan was not there, she asked Yuanzi.

　　 "Lan is upstairs. Come down immediately." Yuanzi said.

　　Mouri said, "Yamazaki, the office will be handed over to you this afternoon."

　　 "Don't worry, uncle." Yamazaki smiled.

　　 "Maidaizi, you have already come." Lan came in.

　　 "Just arrived." Mei Daizi laughed.

　　 Maori asked, "Lan, are my clothes ready?"

　　 "The clothes are in the living room, you can tell at a glance." Lan laughed, "The bath water is also ready."

　　 "Very good," Maori said, "Then I will go back first."

　　 "Let's go, then." Yuanzi smiled, "Shop, go shopping, and relax after the test."...

　　 At four o'clock in the afternoon, Maori Office.

　　 Lan, Yuanzi, and Mei Daizi are back, followed by Conan who looks very tired.

　　 "Sit down first, I'll go up and put things." Lan carried some daily necessities he bought upstairs.

　　 A moment later, Maori.

　　 Lan heard the voice of the TV as soon as he walked in, "Dad is true too. The TV left without turning off."

　　 Lan went into the living room and found that she had blamed Maori. Maori was still lying in the living room, but she was sleeping soundly and still reading Miss Yoko.

　　 "Dad, why are you still here?" Lan exclaimed in surprise.

　　 "Huh?" Maori sat up with sleepy eyes.

　　Ran said, "Dad, Miss Yoko's concert has already started."

　　 "Ah!" A Ji Ling Maori woke up and found that it was a little over four, his face turned pale, and he immediately ran out while putting on his clothes and tie.

　　 "Dad, don't worry," Lan chased him up, "Be careful..." Before he finished speaking, he found that Maori fell directly from the stairs on the third floor to the first floor.

　　 This movement drew out Yamazaki, Meidaizi, Sonoko, and Conan in the office.

　　 Watching Maori lying downstairs, Yuanzi laughed and asked, "Uncle, why are you still here?"

　　 "Yes, didn't you go to the concert?" Mei Daizi smiled.

　　 Seeing that Maori did not get up, Lan asked worriedly: "Are you all right, Dad?"

　　 "I, I can't move, my leg hurts." Maori cried out in pain.

"Mei Daizi, hurry up and call an ambulance." Yamazaki said, and then ran to Maori to check him, asked Maori a few questions, and then heaved a sigh of relief. "There is no big problem. It will be better after a while, the leg is not broken, it's just that the old injury recurred."

　　 "That's good, that's good." Lan Da breathed a sigh of relief, and then shouted to Maori, "Daddy, such an adult, can you be more careful? This is so worrying."

　　At this time, the owner and guests of Poirot Café came over, and Miko Miyamoto also came over.

　　 "Mom, uncle fell again and the old injury recurred, there is no big problem." Yamazaki smiled.

　　 "Here?" Miko Miyamoto asked.

　　 "Yes, Auntie." Yuanzi smiled, "Stepping from the third floor to downstairs in one step is really amazing."

　　 "Yuanzi." Lan protested.

　　 Miko Miyamoto smiled and said, "Ran, have you called the insurance company? This is also an accidental injury."

　　 "I'll go right away." Lan pulled the garden away.

　　 Soon after, the ambulance came over and pulled Maori away.

On the ambulance, Mauri slowed down and took out a ticket from the inside pocket of his suit. "Please, do it well. It's time for Yoko Okino's concert. Can you send me to Yoko Okino's concert first? Go there."

　　 The doctor on board raised his triangular eyes, "You are in an ambulance now, do you think you are in a taxi?"

　　 "No," Maori exclaimed, "My Miss Yoko."

　　 Physician shook his head helplessly, "If you can't be quiet, then I have to get an injection."

　　 Looking at the needle that was thicker than two fingers, Maori shook his head quickly and said, "No, no more."...

　　 In the afternoon, Mihua Hospital.

　　 Miko Miyamoto watched Ran go through the hospitalization procedures, and then went home with Yamazaki and Mida, while the garden stayed.

　　At night, Mihua Hospital, Ward 503, Maori's Ward.

This is a triple room. The outermost one is Maori. The patient in the middle is an elderly man. He introduced himself as Guankou. Because he twisted his waist to recuperate, he is a diabetic patient. The innermost patient is a middle-aged man with a bandage. Man, Mr. Guankou said that he had just been transferred from the intensive care unit after being injured in a car accident.

　　 Lan, Yuanzi, and Conan helped Maori put dinner on the nursing table.

　　 Maori asked in a low voice, "Lan, why don't you live in a single room?"

　　 Yuanzi smiled and said, "How could it be possible to let you live in a single room and let you chat with the nurses."

　　 "If you live here, the insurance company pays the bill, if you have a single room," Lan said, "Thanks to someone, our family is seriously overspending and we don't have the money to live in a single room."

　　 "Heh, heh, is it?" Maori smiled dryly, then pointed to Conan and asked, "By the way, did his parents send me the kid's living expenses?"

　　 "It has nothing to do with you." Lan said angrily.

　　At this time, Fei Yingli came in with a thermos, "Just in time, Yuanzi, do you want to have a bowl and warm up."

　　 "No need, Auntie." Yuanzi said, and then smiled at Lan, "Lan, then I'll go back first, let's have dinner slowly for your family." After that, he ran away.

　　What excuse can I make? Conan's sweat came down.

　　 Maori said, "Um, Hideri, what I eat is..."

"Dad, your nutritious meal will not start until tomorrow." Lan said, and then took Conan's hand, "Mom, you are here to accompany Dad, Conan and I go home for dinner. The things I bought in the afternoon can't be wasted, I am today I won't come."

　　 Too, great, Conan is overjoyed, "Uncle, aunt, goodbye."

　　 "Well, be careful on the road." Fei Yingli said.

　　 Wait, doesn't that mean that Maori's expression has changed drastically in this thermos. ...

　　 Monday, January 19, afternoon, Didan Primary School.

　　 After school, Genta, Mitsuhiko, and Ayumi caught Conan who wanted to slip, "Let’s go play."

　　 "No way. At 4 o'clock in the afternoon, the TV station will broadcast part of yesterday's Yoko Okino's concert. Uncle asks me to help him watch TV in the hospital lobby." Conan said.

　　 "The Maori detective is hospitalized again? Then let's go see the Maori detective." Ayumi said.

　　 Mitsuhiko said, "Just look at what the famous detective in the hospital looks like."

　　 "What's playing around there?" Genta asked.

　　 "By the way, I saw a training ground. I will teach you how to play football." Conan said.

　　 So the four detectives went to the Maori detective office to put down their school bags, and then took the football to the hospital. ...

　　 After three o'clock in the afternoon, Mihua Hospital, Ward 503, Maori Ward.

　　 Yuan Tai smiled and said, "Really, I'm a detective. I actually fell down the stairs."

　　 Mitsuhiko smiled and said, "And it's for Yoko Okino's concert."

　　 "No, uncle, you must be careful when going down the stairs." Ayumi asked, "Does it hurt?"

　　 Maori asked Conan, "Boy, what did you bring them for?"

Mr. Sekiguchi in the bed next door smiled and said, "Forget it, forget it, Mr. Maori, it would be nice if someone came to see you. When I was in the hospital, there were many people who came to see me. You, you should be happy." Then he asked the middle-aged man next to the bed, "Is that right, this gentleman?"

　　 The middle-aged man did not speak, but pulled the curtain up.

　　At this time, a man in his thirties came in, "How are you, Dad, is your waist any better?"

　　 Conan discovered that this was the person who went to the hospital with him, and he was holding a little girl just now.

　　 "It's almost done." Mr. Sekiguchi said, and then said embarrassingly to Maori, "Really, I was hospitalized for two weeks when I twisted my waist. It's a bit shameful."

　　 Sekiguchi asked, "Then do you take medicine on time?"

　　 Mr. Sekiguchi said, "I haven't eaten today's."

　　 "How can this work? You have to take medicine every day for diabetes." Sekiguchi helped his father pour water and prepare medicine.

　　 Mr. Sekiguchi asked after taking the medicine: "I said good husband, why did you come by yourself? Why didn't you bring the small bow."

　　 "Little bow," Sekiguchi said, "She has something, she said she went skating with her classmates."

　　 "That's it," Mr. Sekiguchi said, "It's a pity, I haven't seen my granddaughter for days."

　　 Ryoo Sekiguchi said, "I can't help it, the kid Xiao Gong is more fun."

　　 Mr. Sekiguchi asked, "By the way, have those robbers caught? Just the few robbers who robbed you of your work last week, have they caught?"

　　 Sekiguchi said, "No, the robber seems to be at large."

　　 Mr. Sekiguchi said, "In that case, do you want to talk to the famous detective, Mr. Kogoro Mouri, maybe you will find something."

　　 "Hello, I am Maori." Maori said.

　　 "But at that time I was very scared, hiding under the table and shaking." Sekiguchi lowered his head and said, "I didn't see anything."

　　 "It's really worthless." Mr. Sekiguchi said, "Those robbers seem to be full of scale. They cut off the bank's security system and a large number of people acted together. They took 100 million yen from the bank in broad daylight."

　　 "100 million yen?" Genta asked, "how many eel rice can I buy."

　　 "Those are all robbed money." Ayumi said.

　　 Conan asked, "Uncle Sekiguchi, how many robbers are there?"

　　 Sekiguchi said: "I, I just said, I have been hiding under the table and shaking."

　　 Conan said, "But when the gangsters first started, someone would say, raise their hands, right? They must all be dressed in costumes with their faces covered, and they can tell at a glance."

　　 "I really don't know about this." Sekiguchi said, and then to Mr. Sekiguchi, "Dad, I still have business, I have to go first."

　　 Mr. Sekiguchi said, "Well, remember to bring me some snacks next time you come."

　　 "I see." Yoshio Sekiguchi took the door and went out.

　　 "Let's have a reasoning conference." Genta said, "Deference about where the robbers are?" Then he drooled, UU reading www.uukanshu. com "If you catch them, you will definitely get a lot of bonuses and you can buy a lot of eel rice."

　　 Mitsuhiko said: "According to my speculation, the robbers may have fled abroad by boat, and they may also be hiding in which mountain."

　　 Ayumi said, "That's not right, those robbers must go shopping everywhere after stealing the money."

　　 Conan said: "It should be impossible for them to use the looted money immediately."

　　 Mori touched his chin and said, "I think these robbers might just hide around here."

　　 "Why?" Conan asked.

　　 Maori smiled and said, "The bank and the neighborhood have a similar pronunciation. Since it is a bank robber, of course you must hide nearby."

　　 The four members of the detective team raised their triangular eyes at the same time. Isn't this too much difference?

　　 At this time, the middle-aged man on the innermost hospital bed coughed.

　　 Maori asked through the curtain: "Sir, are you okay?"

　　 The middle-aged man said: "It's okay, because your reasoning was choked by saliva."

　　 Upon hearing this, the four young detectives burst into laughter.

"Just kidding, just kidding." Maori said embarrassedly, and then found that Mr. Sekiguchi was asleep, and immediately whispered to the four detectives, "Hush! It's not good to wake Mr. Sekiguchi, now the reasoning conference is over. Now." Then I checked the time. It was almost 3:30 in the afternoon, "It's almost there, Conan, go and borrow a wheelchair for me."...