An organization member quietly recalled his mission.

Next to him, the fat lawyer recognized him afterwards. He looked at Kogoro Mouri: "This is a detective Maori. Although you have not solved many cases, each of them is impressive. So, although you two are separated, they are still very compatible - one is the king of the lawyer world, and the other has made achievements in the detective industry."

Kogoro Maori laughed: "Where is it? Compared with this arrogant and strong queen wife, I am just a little shrimp in society."

"Yes, you've been too rewarded." Eiri Tae also laughed, "The Queen wouldn't accidentally choose a guy who is so picky and has no self-control when choosing a partner, and he pounces on him when he sees a beautiful woman. Alas, maybe this is what is called being smart and confused for a lifetime."

Ran Maori: "…"

It should have been a wonderful trip, a wonderful encounter, a wonderful reconciliation, and a wonderful end to separation, but now... why did things become like this?

She was a little weak, and at this moment, the lawyer Saku who was picking a tie with Eiri on the opposite side smiled and turned his head to his colleague of the queen and said, "Don't be stubborn - I remember that every time Mr. Maori was in the news, you would cut down the reports of his case and make a newspaper clipping set."

Fei Yingri was suddenly revealed, with a slightly panicked expression and hurriedly said, "You read it wrong. I am making a newspaper clipping collection for Jiang Xia - the cases he has solved are very typical, and his growth is also gratifying. Only such reports are memorable."

"Haha, don't explain, you're not good at lying." Lawyer Saku shook his head with a funny look, "You underestimate the observation of your colleagues - you made two collections of newspaper clippings, right? The thick one is from Jiangxia, and the other is so thin and growing so slowly. It's impossible for Jiangxia to be a newspaper clipping. That's actually a collection of Mr. Maori's cases, right?"

Eiri, who was tragically stabbed: "..."

Kogoro Mouri: "..." I was so happy when I heard this inside story, but for some reason, I seemed to be kicked by this young white-faced person for some reason...

While muttering in his heart, Ran Maori came back from the blow and hurriedly followed: "If that happens, my dad is actually the same - every time the case my mom is responsible for is in the newspaper, he will secretly buy it back and see it!"

Kogoro Mouri who was tragically pricked: "…???" How did you know!

The two people who refused to give in to each other looked at each other and turned their heads awkwardly.

The fat lawyer saw the clues and smiled and said, "Since you are traveling, of course you can't be unhappy - there will be a temporary quit tonight, everyone will get together and have a good drink!"

Ran Maori: "!" It's so wonderful! These colleagues of my mother are such good people!

Next to him, Curacao listened to "Get Together", was deeply silent for a moment, and then buried his head lower.

...

In the evening, the group arrived at a nearby restaurant and gathered happily.

Conan looked around and suddenly found something: "Why didn't that lawyer Shirai come?"

"Hmm? She." The fat lawyer sighed with a sympathy, "She said she was feeling uncomfortable and couldn't come tonight. In fact, her face was not very good at that afternoon. She must be tired of working too much - it's rare for us to have a holiday, but she was still sick. Oh, it's so pitiful."

Conan: "..." Is it really sick? Not part of some conspiracy?

Jiang Xia: "..." I am really introverted. If you don't attend a dinner party, you will leave your colleagues alone in a boring party, which is worth condemning.

...

"Ah Yeh!"

Hotel lobby.

Curacao sat in the intersection of the coverage of the two monitoring areas, maintaining a seemingly loose but actually able to break out of the window at any time, observing the coming and going pedestrians.

"It is impossible to go. It is too strange to not eat or drink at the wine table, and it is easy to be hated by people. For example, some people with small hearts think that I am targeting them, and then they have the idea of ​​killing me... But if someone should eat and drink, if someone poisons and murders me and is accidentally eaten by me, even I can't stand the toxins that have been consumed in my body."

Curacao weighed the trade-offs for an afternoon and finally made his current choice: "If you are alone, you will not only easily encounter accidents, but also easily be investigated as a murderer when others encounter accidents. So I not only have to sit in a conspicuous place, so that others can prove that I don't have any time to commit crimes, but also always be prepared to deal with sudden accidents."

"Ordinary people are not my opponent with swords, guns and sticks. If they use guns, this solid wood sofa is also a temporary shelter. If the house collapses and explodes... there are columns next to it, plus the structure of the house, this location will form a safety corner when it collapses, and it is very close to the outside, making it easier to get rescue."

After considering a lot, when he came back to his senses, Curacao couldn't help but sigh: It was obviously just an ordinary business trip, why did it become a difficult task like this realistic survival game? - Can those big guys in the organization be in charge of the guy who likes to mess with his colleagues?

"Stop restricting him, I'm trying hard to dig him into his own." Curacao was upset when he thought of Rum, "Didn't the last explosion teach him enough yet?"

"However, talking about colleagues... I met Uzzo by chance outside, should I sync this matter to the passerby mutual aid club and get a small Uzzo coin?"

Curacao's thinking was briefly active, but soon she realized something: "But synchronized things, people must be on the scene. It is rare that this time is not the Blizzard Villa mode. I really want to run over and stay by Uzzo for the sake of that little Wu coin?"

"Forget it, forget it..."

When an organization member is in a tangled mind.

far away.

Another member of the Passerby Mutual Aid Association was eating seafood udon noodles while looking at the woman sitting in the camera's vision through the screen.

"Curacao has grown a lot, and he actually knows that he must not be alone at such a critical moment." Vodka sucked a mouthful of noodles and murmured while chewing:

"But on the other hand, this guy is too unpositive - so many lawyers with complex relationships gather together, and no matter how they look like a case is about to happen, why doesn't she go over and observe the situation?"
Chapter completed!