Chapter 2232 Shumei-chan, Shus waist wont be broken, right?
"Nani? Haven't slept together?!"
"Oh my god! Did you fight all night long?!"
Koran Matsushima and Sayuri Kawasaki's voices suddenly became much louder, while Tsukamoto Sumi's mouth twitched and her face collapsed——
Okay, do you two have shit in your head? Otherwise, how could you be so capable of HS?
Tsukamoto Sumi couldn't help but stretched out her hand and slapped the table, and then explained again: "I said, you two, don't give me nonsense! That night, Yunwenjun had a friend from Osaka come over to play, and we had dinner together at his house.
Then I lived in Yunwenjun’s house with Xiaolan and a girl named Heye! As for the bed collapsing, I accidentally smashed it with my fist! That’s how it is, do you understand?”
"Ah? So it's just like this..."
After listening to Tsukamoto Sumi's explanation, Matsushima Koran and Kawasaki Sayuri all looked disappointed. Kawasaki Sayuri even put away her notebook: "I thought I could hear interesting stories. What a pity..."
"???"
What an interesting story!
Is the 404 incident between Yun Wenjun and I an interesting story?
Also, when did you take out the notebook and paper? You still want to take notes together, right?~!~
Tsukamoto Sumi felt that not only was her best friend cheated, but her brain was also cheated, she snorted and complained: "Haha... That really disappoints you!"
After Tsukamoto finished his beautiful words, Matsushima Koran couldn't help but ask: "...Speaking of which, Sumei-chan, why didn't you secretly run to find Mr. Shu that day? If you did, he would never do it.
Resistant..."
"That's right, that's right!" Kawasaki Sayuri nodded and agreed, "Besides, with your strength, Shu-san can't resist even if you want to!"
"That's right!" Songdao Xianglan's eyes shone, "Sumi, you can even smash the bed with one punch. It's so easy to suppress Shu! ~ Also, after you succeed, you must remember to let Shu
My classmates will buy a bed with better quality first..."
"That's right! That's right!" Kawasaki Sayuri immediately agreed, and then said suspiciously, "But speaking of which, Sumi-chan, you can even smash the bed with one punch. Can Shu-san's waist bear it? It won't break.
Drop it?"
"It will definitely break! Maybe it will break all at once!"
"..."
Listening to Matsushima Koran and Kawasaki Sayuri started racing like crazy, Tsukamoto Sumi finally couldn't help it anymore, stretched out her hand and patted the table and said:
"Shut up, you two!"
As Tsukamoto Sumi said, there was a "click" sound, and the hard marble tabletop cracked a line. Matsushima Koran and Kawasaki Sayuri both said "uh", their eyes turned into beady eyes and said: "I
,we know……"
After the two people finished speaking, Tsukamoto Sumi also discovered the cracks on the table and quickly put away his hands. Then the cracked table fell to the ground with a "Duang" sound...
"Uh..." Tsukamoto Sumi laughed dryly, "...Actually, I didn't use much effort..."
"……Ha ha ha ha ha……"
…
At six o'clock in the evening, inside the Maori Detective Agency.
Uncle Maori was sitting at his desk, holding a can of beer in his hand, watching the TV in front of him. Xiaolan was standing in front of the glass window, looking down and said: "It's strange, it's already six o'clock, what's wrong with Conan?"
Haven’t come back yet?”
"What's the point? I must be playing with those little ghosts again!" Uncle Maoli was already a little tipsy. He shook the beer in his hand, took a big sip and said, "Okay, Xiaolan, it's getting late.
, let’s make dinner quickly!”
"Okay, okay! I know!" Xiaolan put her hands on her hips and responded angrily. At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside the office.
Hearing the knock on the door, Uncle Maoli yawned, and then said: "Xiaolan, go out and see who it is. If someone comes to entrust a case, ask him to come early tomorrow! It's already late at night, my detective
Mouri Kogoro is going to rest..."
"Huh? Resting again? Dad, you are really..."
Xiaolan looked helpless, but after looking at Uncle Maori who was already a little drunk, she walked to the door of the office. When she opened the door, she saw a man who was about twenty-five or six years old, with an attractive figure, beautiful and somewhat coquettish.
The woman couldn't help but smile and say hello: "Hello, what can I do for you?"
"Ah...Hello, my name is Soka Fujieda. Is Mr. Mori here?" The beauty outside the door explained her purpose of visit, "...I have something I want to ask Mr. Mori for help..."
"Well... I'm really sorry. My father is a little tired today, so..."
Before Xiaolan finished her words of rejection, she heard Uncle Maori's voice next to her ear: "Hello, beautiful lady, I am Kogoro Moori. What trouble have you encountered? My name is Detective Kogoro Moori.
At your service 24 hours a day!”
Xiaolan was slightly startled when she heard this, then turned around and saw that Uncle Maoli had already put on a suit and combed his hair. There was a rose in his mouth and he was staring at the door standing with bright eyes.
Fujieda Soka outside...
"Uh...Dad!!"
Damn it! Didn’t you say you wouldn’t accept the commission because you were tired? What the hell is this situation now?
Sure enough, you still haven't changed your old habit of becoming a nymphomaniac when you see beautiful women?
Xiaolan held her forehead speechlessly, while Uncle Maori continued: "Okay, Xiaolan, why are you blocking the door? Quickly get out of the way and let Ms. Fujieda come in. Also, go prepare some drinks!"
"Uh...this is really..."
Seeing Uncle Maori leading Soka Fujieda to sit down in front of the coffee table, Xiaolan sighed helplessly, and then ran to prepare tea.
Soon, Xiaolan walked out with two cups of coffee, only to find that Uncle Maori had returned to his dejected look, which was a little strange. Then she heard Soka Fujieda say: "So, Mr. Maori, about
Can you please help me regarding my husband being threatened?"
When Xiaolan heard this, she immediately understood why her father became dejected again. She chuckled lightly and said with a smile: "Of course there is no problem! My father is a famous detective and will definitely help you find out..."
"Ah? Who said I want to..." Uncle Maoli opened his mouth to refuse, but Xiaolan immediately leaned into Uncle Maori's ear and whispered in a low voice: "Dad! The living expenses at home are not enough! Please think about it again.
The bills owed on credit from nearby izakayas and snack bars..."
"Uh...Okay! Leave this matter to me!" Uncle Maori sighed helplessly——
There is no way, even a famous detective has to do it right!
If not for the pressure of life, who would be willing to take on such a meaningless little case?