Wanjie: Starting from the Back Room

"Just park the car here. I'll ask someone to come and unload the car in the evening."

Yang Tao took out a stack of banknotes from his pocket and put it in the truck driver's hand. He patted the driver's shoulder with a smile and said: "The freight, and the reward for rushing here, the rest is the dinner money tonight."

"Go, find a place to rest for a night, and come back to drive tomorrow."

The driver looked at the stack of banknotes in his hand and was so moved that his head almost bent into his crotch.

"Thank you very much!!"

"You are so polite, boss, this is my business card. If you need it in the future, you can call me at any time!"

Yang Tao took the business card handed over by the other party with a smile, took a look at the name on it, and stuffed it into his pocket.

"No problem. I'll call you if I need you again."

Yang Tao watched the driver leave, turned around and opened the truck compartment. Conan asked curiously: "Brother Yang, what are you buying so many A4 papers for?"

"To exchange things, of course!"

The A4 papers in the compartment are all in boxes. There are six small boxes in a large box, and each small box has 10 packs of A4 papers.

"Exchange things?"

Conan really couldn't think of what these A4 papers could be exchanged for, and quietly watched Yang Tao swing the pickaxe in his hand and hit the box.

At this time, Yang Tao suddenly asked: "Conan, how many people died in the past few days?"

Conan: "..."

"Three died..."

"You have improved. Three people died in two days!"

Conan said speechlessly: "Who wants this kind of progress? I don't want it either. Uncle Maori was invited to take Xiaolan and me to the villa on the mountain. Who knew that such a thing would happen."

"Invite Maori Kogoro? Haha, except for asking him to prove his alibi, who would have nothing to do to invite a detective to his home?"

Yang Tao put all the boxes in the car into his backpack.

Conan thought about it and felt that what Yang Tao said made sense. He nodded in agreement. Every time someone invited Uncle Maori to visit, there was no good news.

"But... they will die even if I don't go. Some murderers and victims have hatred for more than ten years."

Yang Tao just smiled and didn't explain anything. Although Conan's death halo is just a joke, when something happens a thousand times, it is no longer a joke...

"Let's go, let's find a place to eat first. By the way, haven't you confessed to Xiaolan yet?"

Yang Tao and Conan left the rented warehouse. From now on, this will be his material procurement station. For some special materials that are more troublesome in the [back room] or "Minecraft", he can arrange people to buy them directly in "Conan World".

"I don't know how to tell Xiaolan..."

When this matter was mentioned, Conan's confident expression disappeared, as if he was going to confess to the goddess he had secretly loved for three years. His embarrassed look was very cute.

Yang Tao took out the small pedal he bought with Conan from his backpack and put it on the ground. He handed Conan a helmet and said, "A real man, of course he rushed over!"

"Call Xiaolan now and ask her to wait at the door of the office. I'll pick her up and go out for dinner together."

Conan became very hesitant when he heard Yang Tao's words, and hesitantly didn't know how to start.

Yang Tao grabbed Conan's collar and put him on the pedal in front of him. He said with an angry look, "We are all men, why hesitate?"

"You know how aggrieved I was when I watched anime before. Every time Xiaolan suspected you, she was blocked by various accidents. Do you know how uncomfortable it was to be neither up nor down?"

"No, you don't know. You just know to take a bath and sleep with Xiaolan after you become small."

Conan: "..."

This seems to be my girlfriend. What do you mean by your resentful tone?

"Stand firm and hold on! Let's go!"

Yang Tao twisted the accelerator hard, and the small pedal under his crotch immediately rushed out. Although it was small, it was very powerful.

The warehouse was not too far from the law firm where Maori Kogoro worked. In less than 20 minutes, Yang Tao rode his motorcycle and stopped at the door of the firm.

"If you don't call, I will go up and invite Xiaolan in person, and I won't take you with me. I'll give you three seconds to think about it."

"I'll call!"

Conan took a deep breath and agreed as if he had accepted his fate.

He took out a silver flip phone from his pocket, found Xiaolan's phone number and called it.

He cleared his throat and said in an extremely childish voice: "Sister Xiaolan, I'm downstairs. Mr. Yang Tao said he would invite you to dinner with me. Come down quickly."

"Ah? Then...what's the meaning of it's because I helped Mr. Yang Tao somebusy, so Mr. Yang Tao invited you and me to dinner. "

"Uncle Maori? He won't starve to death!"

Yang Tao: "..."

Is this your attitude towards pursuing someone's daughter??

If I were Maori, I would rather let Xiaolan marry abroad than let her marry you.

Conan said a few more words and hung up the phone, then said helplessly: "Xiaolan will be down soon, I... I don't know how to face her after I confess my identity to her."

"Face? Face it as you should, as long as you get rid of the Black Organization, I will immediately restore you to normal."

"Hehe."

Conan jumped off the pedal and looked at Yang Tao and said: "According to what you said, it will take more than ten years or even longer for me to get rid of the Black Organization, right..."

"No... The overall timeline is only half a year, very soon, by then you will be in the second semester of the second grade. "

End? It's impossible to end, and I can only make a living by watching Conan.

Conan felt a little headache after hearing this. He had suffered enough from the pain of time these days.

Soon, Xiaolan came out of the detective agency, wearing a pure white T-shirt and a blue long skirt.

She looked very young and beautiful.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Yang Tao, Conan has caused you trouble."

"No, no, Conan helped me a lot today."

This sentence is not false. Conan personally found the manufacturer of A4 paper and called to order and pay.

Yang Tao took out a new helmet and handed it to Xiaolan, smiling and said: "Let's go."

Xiaolan took the helmet and put it on her head, and then the three of them sat on a small motorcycle and went to the restaurant.

"Xiaolan, when you go out to play, do you play games with your friends?"

"Ah? Games? Mr. Yang Tao, are you talking about computer games? ”

“No, no, no… I mean games like truth or dare.”

“Well… I rarely go to bars. Even if I go, I go with Sonoko, and I don’t drink, so I’ve only seen Sonoko play.”

“Haha, then you’ll definitely like truth or dare tonight.”