Chapter 386

After Koizumi Bayun's former residence, it's the terminal of Songjiang lake water Hall Hotel. The middle-aged uncle Niu Kui made an appointment to talk business with someone on the first day of his arrival, so they have to wait in the lobby of the hotel.

"Someone will lead the way later. You can wait here and have some Matcha and snacks prepared by the hotel." The front desk clerk said.

"OK, thank you."

Uncle Maori sits on the sofa in front of the French window of the hotel and looks out at the beautiful scenery of Shidao Lake in the sunset.

"It's really good to see Shidao lake from here, ha ha."

"Yes," Xiaolan stood up in front of the window intoxicated, "the hotel is built by the lake. It's so beautiful!"

"We'll see clam picking tomorrow morning..."

Uncle Maori leaned back against the sofa and looked at the people in liangouhui: "when it comes to picking clams, it seems that banana has a poem that says," when you see clams, the shell is divided into two parts. It's like autumn gone away, isn't it? "

Ando said with an embarrassed smile: "Mr. Maori, it's not a clam, it should be a clam..."

"Meretrix?"

"Yes, the poem is" when you see a clam, its shell is divided into two parts, just like the autumn gone away. "And this is the poem that Bajiao recited at the end of aozhixi road in dayaki city..."

"Yes, yes?" Uncle Maori blushed and scratched the back of his head. "It seems that I made a mistake."

Without saying a word, Gao Cheng sat down and picked up a piece of cake to eat.

No, he won't show off like uncle. Just be a mascot

"The cakes here are pretty good."

"Of course," baguzawa, the manager of the bakery, said with a smile, "Songjiang is as famous as Kyoto's Kanazawa, both of which are rich in Japanese pastries. We are still quite different from Osaka..."

"I'll try it, too."

Xiao Lan and Conan pick up the cake on the tea table.

"It looks delicious..."

"Don't forget to brush your teeth well after eating," the dentist, Li mingliangjie, reminded with a smile. "Eating sweets is not good for your teeth, especially if you often eat sweets..."

"Cough."

Gao Cheng puts down the cake plate and turns to the other side. Uncle Niu Kui is still talking to a middle-aged man in a gray suit and briefcase. From time to time, he can hear words like stock.

"Isn't this the detective Maori Kogoro?" The middle-aged man happened to see the Maori uncle. He was surprised and came over. He handed out his business card and said with a smile, "Hello, my name is yongjiushounan. I'm from the Gangshan branch of Langhua securities. I'm here to talk business with Mr. Niu Wo this time..."

"What are you doing?" Niu Kui calmly followed and interrupted, "should be able to go back?"

"Er," the middle-aged man named yongshounan said awkwardly, "ha ha, that's true... Actually, I like haiku very much. I'll talk about it later. Mr. Maori, have a good time."

"Hum!"

Niu Hui drove the man away with a face, and immediately said with a smile, "don't worry about that guy, detective Maori. Let's have dinner together later. We can just listen to the experience of the two famous detectives."

Gao Cheng looks at the uncle who is greatly satisfied with his vanity. He is a little sad.

Every time I meet my uncle and his friends, something will happen. I'm worried. What else can I do to enjoy the rare trip to Songjiang?

On the contrary, uncle is heartless. He doesn't pay attention to his title of God of plague

As for Conan, insight has become instinctive. He is on guard no matter what happens. He will not be affected at all.

Gao Cheng helped his forehead.

It's true that after arriving at Conan world, it seems that no trip is easy

This sick world.

In the evening, when the sun sets, Shidao lake is reflected as a piece of orange. Gao Cheng follows Conan into the hotel hot spring and bathes comfortably in a small pool surrounded by stones.

Steaming between, see the sunset in the sky and the beautiful scenery of Shidao lake, feel tired, just want to lie on the edge of the pool to sleep.

"It's so comfortable..."

"That's right," Conan said, looking at bamuzawa Qiao with a moustache on the other side of the water. "By the way, uncle bamuzawa, what is a sentence?"

"Well," said bamuzawa, looking at Gao Cheng, who closed his eyes and took a nap with a towel on his head. "In fact, detective Chenghu is right. In short, it's a game of taking sentences. For example, just now Mr. Maori read a five seven five syllable sentence, and the next person has to make a seven seven sentence. After seven seven seven, he has to make a five seven five sentence. The first five seven five sentence is called hair sentence, There is also a hair sentence in haiku, and a description of seasons will be added to it.... "

Gao Cheng opens his eyes.

It's just like poetry, which has a fixed format. Even sentences are poems together

"Uncle bamuzawa, what kind of sentences do you like?" Conan continued.

"I prefer humorous sentences," he said, looking at Ji Ming Liangjie, who had just come to the hot spring. "What do you like, Ji Ming?"

"Me?" He walked into the hot spring pool and said, "well, I prefer sentences with feelings, such as the feeling that father loves his daughter..." "Oh?" Uncle Maori said, "Mr. Jiming, do you have a daughter?"“ Yes, "he said with a dim look," but my wife ran away with her. "“ No, I'm sorry... "It's nothing. I have to blame myself for being in debt outside." Ji mingliangjie was cheerful and didn't mind“ By the way, can you tell me about the cases solved by you big detectives later? "“ No problem, "Uncle Maori didn't mean to refuse at all. Instead, he said," speaking of the case, I remember... "Gao Cheng didn't turn his head. Uncle soberly solved few cases. Every time he talked with others, he talked over and over again about those cases. His ears could not bear it. Conan also hid away and looked like a headache: "Chenghu, you can talk more cases later."“ To be honest, I don't want to tell you anything. "Gao Cheng's eyelids collapsed," don't worry, he'll be drunk after drinking, and no one will care about his nonsense... "After the hot spring, everyone put on a bathrobe and went to the next room to have dinner. Uncle Maori drank before he explored the case“ Come on, Mr. Maori, drink more. "“ Thank you“ By the way, "Ji Ming Liang Jie helped pour a glass of wine and suddenly asked," do you have a plan for tomorrow? "“ Plan... "Little Langton asked Conan," Conan, have you ever heard of bazhongyuan shrine? I just listened to teacher Lizi in the bathhouse. How about going to have a look tomorrow? "“ But we are going to visit Tiffany's garden art museum tomorrow morning, and then in the afternoon... "I remember that there is a God who specially holds the red line in the bazhongyuan shrine," Ji mingliangjie said with a smile. "Many people go to mingjingchi to ask about their marriage."“ In this case, let's go together, "bamuzawa suggested." it seems that all the people here are single except Mr. Niu Kui, right, city detective? "“ Mm-hmm Gao Cheng is not interested in God's marriage and concentrates on the food in front of him“ Xiaolan is not single... "" is she? " Ando said with a smile, "no wonder I feel that Xiaolan has a sweetheart. Shouldn't she be a detective?"“ How, how? "“ No Xiao Lan waved her hand with a red face, and Conan was in a hurry beside her, which made uncle Maori's face heavy“ What's the tension with you boy? "“ Er, this... "