The young man noticed that Chi Chufeng stopped and asked, "Are you here to play tennis?"

Chi Chufeng shook his head: "No, because I happened to get a nearby villa, so I came over to take a look."

"Villa?" the young man said happily, "My home is not far from here, so I am half a neighbor. I will ask you to take care of me in the future."

Chi Chufeng glanced at the backpack carried by the young man and asked casually: "Are you here to play tennis too?"

"I'm the tennis coach here."

The young man looked at the tennis court with some bitterness, paused, and invited, "Would you like to come and sit at my house? I can teach you tennis. You can come here to play when you have time."

"No," Chi Chufeng shook his head and said, "I still have something to do."

"Really?" The young man smiled helplessly, "Then there is no other way. If it doesn't rain tomorrow, I should come over too."

"Chichu-san?!"

Suddenly a familiar voice came from the distance. Chu Feng turned around and saw that it was the Maoli family and Yuanzi.

"Why are you here?" Chi Chufeng asked.

Yuanzi said: "My villa is nearby. Xiaolan wanted to play tennis, so we came over to play together. Chichusang, what about you?"

"Someone gave me a villa here, so I stopped by to take a look."

"No, the villa?"

Uncle Maoli looked at Chi Chufeng as if he had seen a ghost: "Someone gave you a villa?!"

"Yes," Chi Chufeng said with a smile, "It's a pity that the villa has not been decorated yet, otherwise I would have invited you to come and sit."

"Just in time, Chichusang, while it's still early, let's go fishing by the river. Let's have a sumptuous fish dinner today."

Uncle Maori invited warmly.

On the bank of the dam river, Mouri Kogoro began to prepare for fishing.

"Hey, watch it," Uncle Maori said confidently, "Wait until I catch a bunch of composted catfish!"

"Um..." Conan smiled stiffly from behind and held up an umbrella to protect himself from the rain.

Turning around to look, Chi Chufeng was talking and laughing with Xiaolan and Yuanzi. Conan suddenly felt so miserable.

"Ah, Uncle Maori," Conan called softly, "your buoy was washed away!"

"I know."

Mouri Kogoro looked at the fishing line that he had just thrown back into the water, and felt dizzy.

What's the matter, is it so difficult to catch a fish?

"Didn't you notice that the water level in the river has surged? Who suggested fishing in this weather?" Chu Feng asked.

"Not dad yet, we originally wanted to play tennis." Xiaolan said.

"Uncle," Conan noticed that Mouri Kogoro's fishing line suddenly tightened, and quickly reminded him, "It seems that I have caught something!".

Chapter 583 He actually caught a car

"Here we come! Haha!"

Uncle Maoli excitedly grabbed the fishing rod and started to reel in the line: "It seems to be a big guy, look at me!"

"Ok?"

Chi Chufeng, Xiaolan and Yuanzi looked towards the water.

I saw a car floating up in the increasingly turbulent water, and the uncle's fishing line was hooked on the car window, which looked familiar.

"This is?"

"It's my rented car!"

Uncle Mao Li stared at the car washed away by the current with wide eyes, and tightly held the fishing rod with red eyes.

"Damn! I won't let you go! Come back!"

"Impossible, Dad!"

Chi Chufeng hurried over and grabbed the uncle who was almost taken into the river.

Is this a fishing cart?

"I said, uncle, don't waste your efforts."

"Snapped!"

The fishing line suddenly broke. Before Chi Chufeng could finish his sentence, the unsteady uncle sat back.

"Whoa!"

Conan, who was holding an umbrella behind him, was knocked into the water.

Chi Chufeng quickly used his mind to fish him out.

"How is it? Are you okay?"

Chi Chufeng looked at Conan who had a runny nose and sneezed several times.

"Has Conan caught a cold?"

"Yes, I prepared cold medicine when I came here in the morning, but now it has drifted away with the car." Xiaolan said.

"So it's a stupid idea to fish in this weather," Sonoko complained unhappily, "but we parked the car by the river."

"It's just bad luck today." Mouri Kogoro still looked at the river unwillingly.

"Damn it, I don't even have a car."

"Now I'm going to lose a lot of money."

Conan stood silently in the middle, feeling speechless.

"Okay, dad," Xiaolan said helplessly, "let's go back first, it's getting dark soon, and Conan's cold will get worse if this continues."

The man holding an umbrella just now suddenly came over and said, "Go to my house. My house is very close. I also have cold medicine and children's clothes."

Yuanzi's villa was not close, they came by car, and there was nothing in Chi Chufeng's villa.

So everyone went to the man's house together.

On the way, the man was introduced as Hiroto Akashi, and his residence was a wooden villa.

Entering the villa, Akashi Hiroto said: "I'm going to get cold medicine. You guys should go sit in the house first. We haven't had guests in the house for a long time."

"excuse me."

Everyone followed him into the living room.

Akashi Hiroto took out a medicine box and a flashlight from the inner room.

He said to Conan: "Come, open your mouth and take a look... Your throat is already red and swollen, and your voice is hoarse. It's best not to make any sound for the time being, as it may turn into acute pharyngitis."

Mouri Kogoro asked: "Have you studied medicine?"

"Well," the young man shook his head and smiled, "because I used to be a tennis player's coach and health nurse, so I learned a lot about health care. By the way, I still have some clothes from my childhood for this little brother to change into. Bar."

"I happened to cook a lot of rice and curry at home. Let's eat it at home in the evening."

Everyone was hurriedly polite.

The young man went to the inner room, and suddenly there was a sound of footsteps upstairs.

A rickety old man appeared on the stairs.

Deep eye sockets, a chubby face with age spots stacked on top of each other, and a bald top, his expressionless face resembled that of an old demon in the mountains, giving him an extremely terrifying look.

"Kuanren," the old man looked at everyone in the living room, and asked with an unhappy face, "Who are they?"

"They live nearby. When it rains heavily, they come to their home to take shelter."

"People nearby?"

The old man narrowed his eyes and went back upstairs without saying anything.

However, everyone, including Mouri Kogoro, still looked a little frightened.

Chi Chufeng didn't feel anything at all.

Humans are much prettier than monsters.

"Who is that old man?" Mouri Kogoro asked.

"It's my father," Hiroto Akechi walked into the living room with children's clothes and a yukata. "The children's clothes are only from my childhood. I don't know if they will fit, so I'll put them on first."

"A flash flood?"

While Akashi Hiroto was preparing curry rice, Sonoko called the villa.

Because of flash floods, they couldn't come over to pick people up.

At least I can't go back today.

"They said the road collapsed due to a mudslide, so they won't be able to pick us up tomorrow." Yuanzi put down the phone and looked at everyone helplessly.

"In that case," Hiroto Akashi, who was serving curry rice in the kitchen, said with a smile, "you will stay at my house tonight, and I happen to have a lot of spare quilts at home."

"Ah, is it really possible?"

"It's ok."

Xiaolan and Yuanzi are here, so of course Chi Chufeng will not leave.

Hiroto Akashi handed a plate of egg fried rice to Conan: "Come on, the curry rice is a bit spicy, little brother can eat egg fried rice."

"it is good."

"Mr. Akashi, won't your father come down to eat?" Mouri Kogoro asked.

"My father has a weird personality, so I'll just send it up later."

"That's it."

"But to be honest," Mouri Kogoro couldn't stop eating the curry rice and said in a good mood, "This curry rice is so delicious, it's just like the one in the restaurant, and it's my favorite spiciness! ”.

Chapter 584 is very much like the beginning of a murder case

"Mr. Akashi, your wife's cooking skills are really good." Mouri Kogoro praised.

"No," Akashi Hiroto shook his head, "I cooked this. My wife died of illness three years ago today."

"No, sorry."

"It's nothing."

Hiroto Akashi returned to the kitchen and said: "When I was a tennis coach, I had to cook for the players in order to adjust their physical strength, so my cooking level may be a little better than my wife's."

"is it?"

While chewing, Chi Chufeng looked at Hiroto Akashi, who was busy as a housewife: "No wonder when I saw Mr. Akashi at the tennis court today, I felt like he had something on his mind."

"Oh, I just remembered the time when my wife and I first met on the tennis court."

Akashi Hiroto had a look of nostalgia on his face, and placed a plate of curry rice on the dinner plate, along with the cutlery and a glass of water.

"Okay, I'm going to send the curry rice to dad upstairs. You're all welcome. If you want to add another bowl, just come by yourself."

"Ah good."

Chi Chufeng watched Akashi Hiroto walk through the kitchen and go upstairs carrying the dinner plate.

It's really a familiar situation.

Strange guests, old house in the mountains, overnight stay, strange father and son...the elements are all complete.

Much like the beginning of a murder case.

Even though they were the only guests, they had no grievances and no grudges, and this young man didn't look like a murderer.

But that weird old man is a bit dangerous.

Chi Chufeng shook his head and continued to eat the curry rice in front of him.

No matter what, just be careful. Nothing big will happen with him here. You can stay here for one night and leave in the morning.

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