After Nan Wukong shouted that I have a special way of waking up, the sounds of "Uh-huh, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah," were successfully heard in the room. The girl's sobbing voice aroused people's imagination.
The male voice of the ferocious beast is also uninspiring.
Elliot, who was hiding in the room playing on the computer, turned red. Although he didn't know what was going on in the room, he always felt strange and his heart was filled with heat. He couldn't even look at the computer screen, but he had no intention of continuing to play.
No.
It was half past ten in the blink of an eye, and Nan Wukong walked out of Mashiro's room refreshed.
After a while, Mashiro also came out of the room. There were some red marks on her body and her face was extremely flushed. She was also wearing a large shirt and slipped into the toilet quietly with her slender legs.
This was only Mashiro's second time. Although he didn't want to be in as much pain as the first time and couldn't even walk around, it was still a bit too much to bear.
When Mashiro came out of the bathroom and returned to the room, a steaming lunch was already placed on her table.
Mashiro touched his belly and picked up the chopsticks without hesitation to eat. When he saw an unopened Baumkuchen on the side of the tray, Mashiro smiled slightly.
On the other hand, Nan Mukong left home directly after preparing lunch for Mashiro. Originally, he had made a reservation at the bank in the morning, but he couldn't help but become a little teddy.
Now I can only eat lunch outside and then go to the bank.
Nan Wukong came to the sushi restaurant that Zhenbai originally wanted to come to. As soon as he entered, he immediately had the idea of leaving.
Because Conan and Mouri Kogoro were actually in this store, and it was too dangerous for these two guys who had killed people everywhere to eat with them.
"Hey! Brother Nan!" Conan's sharp eyes saw Nan Wukong at the door.
Mouri Kogoro turned around, holding sushi in his mouth and said coldly: "It's you, kid..."
"Uncle Maoli, how many cases have you handled in the past three days?" Nan Wukong saw that they found that he could only bite the bullet and come in.
"Four cases, I, Maori Kogoro, have been getting busier and busier recently! Hahahaha!" Maori Kogoro became happy when he heard what Nan Wukong said and showed off his work.
Conan's face twitched, and he cursed in his mind that Uncle Maoli was really good at putting money on his face, because he had solved all those cases.
There were 4 cases per day, which means that maybe 4 people died...
It is indeed the God of Death!
"Where's Xiaolan?"
"The toilet hasn't come out yet." Uncle Maori pointed to the location of the toilet and said with a look of disgust.
Menstrual period?
This is really hard for Xiaolan, a young girl who lives with her father.
This restaurant is a conveyor belt sushi, so you can just pick up your food directly from the conveyor belt, which is quite convenient.
I asked the boss for a plate and soy sauce and other ingredients and started eating directly.
Nan Wukong ate two plates. Xiaolan came out of the toilet at this time. She saw Nan Wukong at a glance and said, "Ah, it's Senior Nan. Don't you have to go to the company to work today?"
"I have to go to the bank today, so I didn't go to work." Nan Wukong raised his head and looked at Xiaolan. The girl with horns on her head was indeed on her period as he had guessed. She was holding her stomach and her lips were a little wet.
white.
Uncle Maoli didn't notice that Xiaolan's expression was abnormal at all, he was really careless.
Xiaolan sat on the stool without moving her chopsticks, but said: "What a coincidence, we are going to the bank later!"
"Oh? Are you going too?! The Sisubing Bank over there at the station?"
"Yes, what a coincidence!" Xiaolan smiled, but quickly stopped.
"Xiaolan, does your stomach hurt? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Nan Wukong's words were actually a reminder to Uncle Maoli.
Uncle Maoli threw down his chopsticks, obviously very concerned, and immediately asked: "Xiaolan, are you feeling uncomfortable?! What's wrong? Where do you feel uncomfortable?!"
Conan also looked up at Xiaolan, looking indeed different from just now.
"It doesn't matter, it's just that...he's here." Xiaolan said sheepishly.
Uncle Maori was stunned for a moment before he realized what he was doing. He immediately asked the boss for hot water, but he accidentally knocked over the plate.
Conveyor belt sushi is priced per plate.
Conan immediately jumped off the stool and put away the plate. At this moment, the man with glasses sitting next to Uncle Maori said: "Hey, I said you guys are very noisy. Mustache, you didn't knock the plate over on purpose."
Right? It’s like fishing in troubled waters when settling accounts. I also let my daughter act in a play. When she walked past me, her steps were very steady."
"I'm talking about you, I, Maori Kogoro, have always been upright, but you said bad things about my daughter for no reason. I think you are looking for a beating!" Uncle Maori, as a tsundere daughter control, is very concerned about Xiaolan's safety.
of.
Uncle Maori grabbed the glasses man by the collar, obviously angry.
"Uncle Maori..." Seeing that the situation was not going well, Conan quickly put the plates he had packed up on the table and grabbed Kogoro Maori's sleeves.
Xiaolan also hugged his other arm, "Dad, stop making trouble!"
The man wearing glasses seemed to be scared, and he looked obviously flustered. He just had a bad mouth and didn't want to get beaten!
"It's true that you, uncle with glasses, can't spit out ivory from a dog's mouth. Uncle Maori, it's better not to do anything, or he will blackmail you." Nan Wukong ate the sushi elegantly.
There are always some guys in this world who can't spit out ivory from their dog's mouth, but they still feel good about themselves despite having bad mouth.
Uncle Maoli didn't take action in the end.
Xiaolan's hot water came. The owner of this store seemed to be a nice person, and he also gave Xiaolan two painkillers as a gift.
"You kid with glasses, you are so annoying! What kind of people are they?" The glasses man saw that Namo was a few seats away from him. He felt confident and did not dare to say anything to Mouri Kogoro, so he could only say Namo.
Sora, after all, he was so embarrassed just now.
"Just like you, Uncle Flounder. Look at that, Flounder! Your wife's favorite flounder, isn't it Uncle Flounder!" Uncle Glasses can't get favors from Kogoro Mori, so he can only treat him on the other side.
The middle-aged uncle wearing a blue hat made a joke.
The uncle in the blue hat looked at him with eyes filled with hatred.
Even the manager of this restaurant couldn't stand it anymore and said: "This guest should not cause a bad impact on other guests' dining."
"Shut up! As a store manager who is willing to guard such a small store, what qualifications do you have to criticize me!"
It seems that the glasses man also knows the store manager.
"I am a well-known food writer after all. If I just write one article about this kind of store, I will put you out of business immediately. Just like the auntie over there eating secretly in the corner, her store is almost closed.
It’s closed down! Hahaha!” The glasses man smiled unscrupulously. When he saw Conan looking up at him, he immediately lowered his head and said fiercely: “What are you looking at, you brat!”
"Shut up, you loser!" Nan Wukong couldn't stand listening anymore. This man was too noisy. He pushed the frame of his glasses with his middle finger and said angrily: "Who do you think you are? Are you considered a writer?"
Conan was very unhappy with the fact that the glasses man was being mean to him and had frightened him, so he warned him with a childlike and innocent expression: "This glasses man, I advise you not to make this big brother angry. If he
If you write an article, you may even lose your job.” (To be continued)