Detective Conan: The Grey Winged Angel

　　 Sunday, February 15, late at night, on the way home.

　　 Maori found that Lan was staring at him, so he said helplessly: "I'm telling you what the **** are you going to do."

　　 Ran asked, "Dad, you and Miss Sachiko?"

　　 "We are really nothing," Maori had a headache, "Don't talk nonsense on the phone."

　　 "Really?" Ran asked.

　　 "Of course it is true." Maori said.

　　 Lan asked: "But why did you misunderstand the time when you saw her?"

"This," Maori said distressedly, "I should be right. I obviously got on the tram at 7 o'clock in the evening. I checked the platform time when I got on the tram. This is absolutely not wrong. Is it less than eight o'clock in the evening? So I should be right."

　　 "Sister Lan, that's right." Conan said.

　　 Yamazaki smiled and said, "Then, our next task is to investigate this issue."...

　　 The next day, February 16, Monday, Didan Primary School.

　　 In physical education class, the teacher asked Conan and the others to run three laps around the school playground. After two laps, Yuanta couldn't run anymore, and Bumi asked him to think of something happy for motivation. As a result, with the encouragement of the eel rice, Yuanta ran one more lap without knowing that he had passed the finish line.

　　 "Original, that's the case, Uncle Maori..." Conan laughed in surprise. ...

　　 In the afternoon, Maori detective office.

　　 "I'm back." Conan returned from school, and then smiled at Maori who was watching TV: "Uncle, I see."

　　 "What?" Maori asked.

　　 "Uncle, why did you remember the time wrong." Conan smiled.

　　 Maori asked: "Oh, why do you say that?"

　　 "Because uncle, you sat in a circle on the loop." Conan smiled, "The time for a loop on the loop is exactly one hour."

　　 "A loop or a loop?" Maori exclaimed, "How is this possible!"

　　 "I'm back." Lan pushed the door and came in, "What's impossible?"

　　 Yamazaki also came in, and Mei Daizi took her schoolbag home.

　　 Conan smiled and said, "Uncle sat in a circle on the loop line last night, and he refused to admit it."

　　 "Then sit and take a look again." Lan smiled.

　　 "Go, go," Maori said. ...

　　 After eight o'clock in the evening, on the tram on the loop line.

　　 Maori, Lan, and Conan met three children. When they saw Maori they laughed, Lan went to ask.

　　 "We saw this uncle sleeping yesterday." Kid Jia smiled.

　　 Kid Y smiled and said, "He opened his mouth wide and snored." Then he pointed to Kid C and said, "He also threw a sour sugar ball into this uncle's mouth."

　　 "Sour, sour sugar balls!" Maori was taken aback.

　　 Child C salutes Maori insincerely and smiled: "I'm sorry."

　　 Conan smiled and said, "I remember uncle, you said that you were sore when you brushed your teeth last night."

　　 "Puff!" Lan couldn't help laughing.

　　 "Don't laugh." Maori shouted to Conan in annoyance, "Damn it!"

　　 "Well, Dad," Lan Da laughed, "I believe you now."...

　　 February 22, Sunday, afternoon, Maori Detective Agency.

"I'm back." Conan, who was pulled by the detectives in the morning, opened the door and found an anomaly. Although Maori was watching TV and drinking beer, Lan was doing housework, and Yamazaki was drinking tea and reading magazines. It's different, but Conan intuitively felt that the atmosphere here was weird and there was a problem, so he asked Yamazaki in a low voice.

　　 "It's nothing, just quarreling." Yamazaki laughed softly.

　　 "For what?" Conan asked in a low voice, "Isn't the morning okay?"

"To put it simply, I bought cigarettes and went to the racecourse, and then made contributions to the country's horse racing business." Yamazaki chuckled softly. When I accidentally typed the wrong multiple, I bought all the money, and then I was unlucky and lost."

　　 "All?" Conan was taken aback.

　　 "Of course it's all." Lan said angrily.

　　 "I said, I was not careful." Maori said.

　　 "Obviously it was on purpose," Lan called.

　　 "It was accidental." Maori shouted.

　　 Looking at the two people who were quarreling again, Yamazaki patted Conan on the shoulder, "Well, I'll go back first, save my stomach and come over for supper, don't think about dinner."...

　　 In the afternoon, Miyamoto's, living room.

　　 The Evening News published news about the Iraqi President and the UN Secretary General reaching an agreement to allow weapons inspectors to return to Iraq. At the same time, the US Senate passed a resolution urging the President of the United States to take all necessary and appropriate actions in response to Iraq’s refusal to stop its weapons of mass destruction research and development program. In addition, the European Union and the Slavs negotiated a joint military agreement, and they wanted Slavs to reduce the army and keep the size of the army and some military policies in line with the EU and the Western Politics.

　　 "It seems that Slav's problem can be solved." Yamazaki said, "The current army just depends on people."

　　 "It's not that simple," Miko Miyamoto said, "but no matter how difficult it is, as long as there is talk, there will be mutual tolerance and mutual compromise."

　　 At this time, the phone rang, and Yamazaki went to see it. It was Yamazakimine.

　　 Yamazaki asked, "Uncle Feng, is there a result of that person's affairs, is it him?"

　　 "No, master, there is an accident now." Yamazaki said, "The surveillance personnel discovered that someone had poisoned him, and they will kill him soon."

　　 "The next killer?" Yamazaki thought for a while and said, "Okay, I'll go for a run and ask him myself."

　　 "Well, I will let people prepare rescue tools." Yamazakimine said, and then reported the address.

　　 "That's it." Yamazaki finished speaking and hung up the phone.

　　 "Now, that," Mei Daizi asked, "Can I go together?"

　　 "What do you mean?" Miko Miyamoto asked with a smile.

　　 "Okay," Mei Daizi murmured, "I just said that there is a compromise when I talk about it."

　　 "Of course, but I don't know how long we will talk about it. In short, I think this question is absolutely endless today." Miko Miyamoto asked with a smile, "Should we keep talking?"

"Yes, uh, wait, I think about it, keep talking, this," Mei Daizi thought and thought, "If the negotiation is not completed, can you not go out?" Then complained, "Ah, mom, you Set a trap."

　　 "Well, your brother is not going to play." Miyamoto smiled, and then said to Yamazaki, "Go ahead, although he doesn't look good, but be careful."

　　 "I understand," Yamazaki moved his fingers, "their talents are here." Then he smiled, "Otherwise I won't find him."...

　　 In the afternoon, Friday, February 27, at Dr. A's house.

　　 Conan came to call his parents in the United States after school and reported that another batch of fan letters had been packaged and sent away, so that they should pay attention to receiving it.

　　 "Don't tell me, tell your drunk father." You Xizi said angrily.

　　 Conan smiled and asked, "What's the matter, you two won't fight anymore?"

"Listen to me, Yusaku went out the evening before yesterday. He just came back just now. Before talking to him, he went to bed while drunk." Yukiko cried, "And most importantly, his shirt There is actually a lipstick mark on it."

　　 "Lipstick mark?" Conan's sweat came down, "Well, Dad is a best-selling novelist, of course there will be a lot of entertainment, a lot of fans."

　　 "Yeah, really enthusiastic fans." You Xizi gritted her teeth and said, "Okay, I will also find some enthusiastic fans to socialize."

　　 "Hey, hello," Conan hurriedly called, "You calm down."

　　 "I'm calm." Yukiko said, "Okay, I'm going to put on makeup, goodbye." After speaking, she hung up the phone.

　　 "Really." Conan hung up the phone.

　　 Dr. Aka asked: "What's wrong?"

　　 Conan said: "The couple quarreled and came to me to complain, why dad didn't go home all night, when he came home, he was so drunk that there was lipstick on his clothes."

　　 "Lipstick mark?" Dr. Aka asked.

　　 "It must be a misunderstanding. The man who has only reasoning in his head has no time to deal with other women." Conan said, "Don't care."

　　 "You don't need to tell me." Dr. Aka said with a smile, "Don't worry, sometimes the couple quarrels, the relationship will be better."

　　 Conan raised his triangular eyes and said, "It's like you're someone from here."

　　 "Uh, TV, from the TV." Dr. Aka smiled dryly, and then changed the subject, "By the way, what about you and Ran?"

"She loses her temper as soon as she hears my call, and always asks me when I am willing to go back." Conan said irritably, "I really want to tell her, if it were not a last resort, I wouldn't want to see her every day ."

　　 Dr. A Li grinned and said, "Really, then you can come to live with me."

　　 "Wh, what and what." Conan blushed, "I'll go back first."

　　 "Spring is really the season of love." Dr. Aka smiled. ...

　　 In the afternoon, Maori detective office.

　　 Before Conan entered the door, he heard Maori yelling, "Idiot, don't be nosy."

　　 "I'm back." Conan pushed the door to see, Maori was making a call, and hurriedly stepped forward to eavesdrop, and found that it was Fei Yingli.

　　 "I specifically introduced the client to you." Fei Yingli said angrily.

　　 "Huh, who will accept your help." Maori said irritably.

　　 "Then do it with you, but don't come to me when you are hungry when you are out of work." Feiyingri said angrily, "Mr. Detective."

　　"Thank you for your concern~www.readwn.com~ Maori said, "Ms. Lawyer. "Then hung up the phone heavily.

The couple here are also arguing. Conan went to put his schoolbags away and read the manga on the sofa. Soon after, after seeing Yamazaki came over, he asked and learned that Lan was going to join the club activities, it was going to be late Come back one point.

After 　　, Conan touched his stomach and looked at the comics, and fell asleep on the sofa unknowingly. ...

　　 After six o'clock in the evening, Lan came back, and found that Conan had covered the comics on his face and fell asleep on the sofa, "Really, I slept in such a place." He took the comic book off.

　　 "I'm so hungry." Conan whispered in a dream.

Lan smiled and said: "Yes, yes, I see, I will cook for you now." Then he took off Conan's glasses, "You should take them off when you sleep, and you are not afraid of breaking them." Then he looked at Conan. His sleep was stunned.

At this moment, Conan woke up, sat up and yawned, "You are back, Sister Lan." Then he found that the glasses were not on his face but in Lan's hand, and said quickly, "Give me the glasses quickly." He took the glasses from Lan's hand and put them on.

　　 "By the way, Conan, you always wear glasses, don't you wear them when you sleep or take a bath," Lan asked, "Why is this?"

　　 "Dang, of course, my eyesight is not good." Conan said, "I can't see clearly after taking off my glasses, and I feel uncomfortable, so I kept wearing them."

　　At this time, a middle-aged woman opened the door and came in, "Excuse me, is this a Maori detective office?"...