Conan: I'm Really Not a Model Worker at a Winery

For a moment, the temperature in the living room dropped by more than ten degrees, and everyone suddenly felt that it was winter again...

Haibara Ai:"……"

This air conditioner is exactly the same as that of gin.

As expected of a 'brother'...

Chapter 282 Four heaters plus an ice hole

Under the pressure of Jing's cold air, the group of people felt a little overwhelmed.

After police officer Meguro asked a few words, the most Kagami said was 'Ms. Honda killed it'. As for the reason...

Mirror's eyes showed that he didn't need a reason.

Afterwards, Jing ignored them and went straight into the kitchen.

——He wants to help his wife cook.

……

In the living room, Police Officer Mumu and Conan, who were ignored, looked at each other with helpless expressions.

Officer Meguro turned his head to look at Matsuda, and found that the latter could still read a booklet calmly, feeling even more helpless:

"I said Brother Matsuda, you don't have any opinion on this case?"

Damn it, Matsuda is usually very active in bombings.

Matsuda Jinpei silently flipped through a page of the booklet, then handed it to Huibara and Hiroki, and continued to lay it out on the sofa: "What can I think...Since Mr. Cangfeng said that Mrs. Honda committed the crime, then Maybe we missed something."

He had heard a lot about Jing's behavior and behavior from Lie...

According to Lie, this Mr. Jing is a typical one-sided man, and he is extremely serious about his oaths.

Matsuda Jinhei has joined the five-star group for a while, and he knows their style:

Either don't do the murder, or do it thoroughly.

Like this incident, the direction is so obvious, Matsuda Jinpei, who has received "special training", looks like a primary school student committing crimes... Although he doesn't understand how the mirror can figure out who the culprit is, at least he doesn't know who the criminal is. Possibly he committed the crime himself.

"..."

Officer Megure's mouth twitched when he heard Matsuda Jinpei's words.

He seriously suspects that Matsuda is paddling now... Can't he seriously analyze the situation!

That Cang Feng was a suspect!Suspect!

But Matsuda didn't want to be serious, and it was useless for him to persuade him. After a sad sigh, Officer Megure noticed Matsuda Jinpei's previous pamphlet:

"What were you looking at before?"

"Pocket Book of Chinese Daily Phrases."

"..."

Conan: "..."

Wait, why does Officer Matsuda carry such a thing with him?

Does he know that Mr. Cang Feng's family are all from China?

Conan fell into groundless suspicion again.

Haibara Ai and Hiroki took the booklet and read it with relish, so that Di Dan Sanbao who was next to him also came over and read it together with a serious expression——

But few can understand it.

The group sat for another 2 minutes, and the tea was finished, and Police Officer Meguro always felt a little embarrassed.

Finally, he scratched his head and looked at Conan, the only one who could talk here:

"I think we should stop asking Mrs. Honda about the situation."

Conan silently nodded in agreement.

Lin Yuemei and Lin Changhuan didn't show up after they came back from Cangfeng. It was really embarrassing for them to stay with a group of guests.

However, just as they were about to leave, the door was opened from the outside again.

Several people were stunned.

Conan looked at the long-haired young man who was similar to Cang Feng's front seven, and was stunned with Police Officer Mu Mu.

Immediately, they realized that this was probably the son of Mr. Cang Feng.

"... So many people? Who are you?"

After the long-haired young man came in, he looked at them and made a sound of doubt, but there was no surprise on his face.

His voice is very clear and warm, exactly like the mirror.

"Ah! Hello, I'm Mumu Shisan from the Metropolitan Police Department. I mainly want to know about some cases..." Officer Mumu hurriedly said, and showed his ID again.

"The Metropolitan Police Department?" The long-haired young man blinked, looked at Conan, and asked a question that everyone was familiar with, "Your Metropolitan Police Department, even accept children?"

Officer Mumu: "..."

Can I just say that they are siblings?

"We are not from the Metropolitan Police Department!" Ayumi stepped forward to prove her innocence.

"That's right! We're the boy detective team! We're better than the police!"

"That is to say, sometimes we have solved cases that the police couldn't solve!" Yuantai and Mitsuhiko also tried their best to prove themselves.

Officer Mumu: "..."

Others are still here!

The long-haired young man froze for a moment, looked at the children amusedly, and touched Ayumi's little head who had caught up with him:

"Oh? The Detective Boys... are you so good? It seems that my eyesight is stupid."

His tone was obviously coaxing the children... so the three cuties were coaxed reasonably.

Only the corners of Conan's and Officer Meguro's eyes never stopped beating from beginning to end.

"By the way, do you want something to drink?"

The long-haired young man casually threw his schoolbag on the empty sofa, and saw the cups that had been put away, "Green tea, lemon tea, coffee, orange juice...do you want to drink more? Or are you leaving?"

What he said surprised Conan for a moment: Strange, they obviously took the cups to the bathroom and rinsed them... How does this person know what they drank just now?

Matsuda Jinpei also narrowed his eyes, noticing this.

"Here, don't you need to drink it?" Police officer Mumu left a few drops of cold sweat inexplicably, "We have already understood almost everything before, and I want to ask you a few more questions... By the way, I don't know how to call it ?”

He found that this family was inexplicably weird, the mother and the son and daughter were all so enthusiastic, why was Mr. Cang Feng as cold as an ice hole?

"Oh, you have already asked." The long-haired young man showed a clear face, and then smiled, "My name is Cang Fengao, please give me more advice."

"Oh! This, Ao Jun..."

Police officer Mu Mu smiled stupidly, and then asked a question that could not be answered just now, "Miss Chang Huan, the one before, is your sister, right?"

They were dragged to the side of the sofa by Cang Feng Ao again.

Cang Fengao blinked, "Oh, yes, she is my sister...but she also has a name called Cang Fengyue, which is only used here in Japan, maybe she is used to using her Chinese name."

Police officer Mu Mu was a little dazed, "So... do you all take your mother's surname in China?"

"Well... our family is like this, you can call me Lin Changle if you want, but I don't think you can remember so many names."

Cang Fengao looked not as lively as Lin Changhuan, but he talked several times more than his sister, shaking out some of their family's situation, and very enthusiastically:

"Oh, by the way, my dad hasn't come back yet, right? Let me tell you, my dad thought his surname was strange in China, so he changed his name to Lin Cangfeng during that time..."

Officer Mu Mu's eyes twitched, "Well, Ao Jun..."

"Also, if my father comes back, you have to be careful, he hates other people coming to the house the most... Do you know why? Because he..."

"Are you free?"

A hoarse voice came from behind Cang Fengao, almost frightening the handsome boy.

Officer Mumu: "..."

In fact, he wanted to say that your father has been standing behind for a long time.

Chapter 283 Cang Fengao's Testimony

"Fuck!"

Cang Fengao was frightened and swears, and his eyes widened: "Father, why did you come back so early today?"

This is unscientific, shouldn't you usually come back after seven o'clock?

On the side, Officer Mu Mu looked at the elusive mirror and wiped off his cold sweat.

In fact, he just wanted to say...

However, the young man spoke too fast, and there was no chance for him to interrupt.

Jing stared at his son, but he didn't let go, but his momentum still kept the crowd under control:

"I remember, you said that you have evening class today."

"...Ah? Is there? Did I tell you? When did it happen, Dad, you remember wrongly."

Cang Feng Ao was determined, but denied it flatly, acting like a child.

Jing said calmly: "Your mother told me."

The kitchen knife in his hand turned twice, reflecting a cold light.

Cang Fengao straightened his face, "Father, put away the knife, we have something to say... Actually, the class was canceled because of the heavy rain today."

"So, are you free?" Jing continued to ask coldly.

He felt that his son owed a lesson, and he could shake everything out.

Cang Fengao thought about it seriously, "Actually, it's not very, it's just generally idle."