Mouri Kogoro hung up the phone with a solemn expression, and at the same time looked at Higashino Fumio with a strange look. This guy just came here and said some strange things, and a president died.
Could it be...
Are you really the plague god?
Mouri Kogoro couldn't help but doubt himself.
"Dad, are you just talking about the giant tree president we met last night?" Mao Lilan saw her father frowning and couldn't help but ask.
Conan on the side also looked curious and glanced at Fumio Higashino out of the corner of his eye. This is too unscientific. How could there be such a coincidence?
"That's the bald president last night. Well, let's not talk about it for now. Officer Megure is still waiting for me." Mouri Kogoro adjusted his clothes and was about to leave, with an anxious look on his face.
"Can I come along and take a look?" Higashino Fumio asked aloud, and Mouri Kogoro looked at him hesitantly.
"Mr. Maori, are you in a hurry? My car is parked downstairs and I can leave immediately. It's very convenient."
When Mouri Kogoro heard this, he nodded decisively in agreement. Since the car he rented last time broke down, he hasn't had time to rent a new one. Now it's a bit troublesome to take a taxi. Well... the cost is also high.
What's more, it's not a big deal to bring in more people, as there will be commissions...
"Come with me, but I have a word first. Don't run around casually when you get to the scene..." Mouri Kogoro said with a serious face, and Higashino Fumio was not impatient at all and listened quietly.
Although individuals can enter the crime scenes in Kexue World at will, Kogoro Mori has always observed order. This is evident from the fact that he frequently imposed iron fist sanctions on Conan, the dominator at the crime scene.
After all, as a person who has worked as a criminal police officer, some habits and professional qualities have been retained. Whether they are useful or not is one thing, and whether they do it or not is another matter.
"I want to go too, I am also a witness!" Mao Lilan and Conan said in unison. Regardless of Maori Kogoro's ugly face, they pushed him out with a smile.
Suzuki Sonoko looked up at the empty door. The door creaked under its own weight and slowly closed. Then she looked down at Yuzu in her arms, confused.
"Ah, by the way, I'll ask you to take care of Yuzu, Sonoko."
The door that was about to close was suddenly violently opened again. Higashino Fumio hurried back, put his head in the door and shouted, and then there was the sound of leather shoes clacking down the stairs in a hurry.
Suzuki Sonoko frowned, feeling that something was wrong.
What are you here to do?
Find Xiaolan to go shopping.
So what are you doing now?
Taking care of the children at Xiaolan's empty home.
How did it become like this?
By the way, why did Mr. Higashino call him Sonoko just now? He clearly didn’t introduce himself, so how did he know what his name was, and he also used such an intimate title as "Sono"...
Yuzi raised her little face and looked at Suzuki Sonoko's face. When the latter frowned, a look of grievance appeared on her little face, and her eyes were a little dim. Could it be that this sister didn't like her?
When Suzuki Sonoko, with her cheeks flushed, carried her to the window and looked down, she looked astonished again.
"Sister, are you peeking at Yuzi's father?"
"Um……"
"Ah?!" Suzuki Sonoko suddenly woke up, her face flushed, "You, you, you are a kid, don't talk nonsense, how can I..."
"Wait!" Suzuki Sonoko's expression suddenly changed, "What did you just say?"
"Is my sister looking at Yuzu's father?"
"He, um, Mr. Higashino is your father? Isn't he your brother?" Suzuki Sonoko was surprised for a while, with a vague look of disappointment on her face.
"Yeah." Yuzi hesitated for a moment, then her face tightened and she nodded vigorously, "That's my dad..."
"Sigh..." Suzuki Sonoko's vitality visibly dissipated and she became depressed, "I really think too much. Is this fate playing tricks on me? How many times has this happened..."
Yuzi didn't know what she was feeling and couldn't understand. She stretched out her little hand and tried to push up the corners of Suzuki Sonoko's mouth, "Dad said, no matter what you encounter, you have to smile."
Suzuki Sonoko was really amused by Yuzu's appearance, but her brows were still drooped, making her smile look strange.
"Then did your father tell you why you were laughing?"
"That's right... you have to be happy while you're alive, so you have to smile." Yuzi looked serious.
Suzuki Sonoko pinched her little cheek and asked, "What do you mean by what you said?"
"I don't know." Yuzu shook her head very simply and confidently, making Suzuki Sonoko feel dumbfounded.
"Dad, let Yuzu smile, and Yuzu will be fine if she smiles."
Suzuki Sonoko was suddenly stunned. Looking at Yuzi's serious expression, she felt something was wrong. Only then did she notice that the hair of the little girl in front of her was slightly withered and yellow, and the face she was holding in her hands did not look like other three-year-olds.
The child's fleshy, thin body looks a bit thin.
Could this child have been abused? He is so thin, and he is not as naughty as his peers at all. Instead, he is mature and makes people feel distressed.
Coupled with the rather strange words just now, the figure of the gentle, mature and handsome man in Suzuki Sonoko's mind immediately became eerie and terrifying.
Funeral Home...
A chill crept up the back of Suzuki Sonoko's neck...
…
When Maori and his party went downstairs, they saw a van parked on the roadside. A young man with dark skin was checking the condition of the vehicle.
"This is Amuro, my new employee. It just so happened that when I was looking for Mr. Mori, I met him at the door of the coffee shop downstairs. As soon as I said I needed a driver, he nodded in agreement. It just happened that
It saves me having to recruit people everywhere."
Higashino Fumio introduced Toru Amuro to Mouri Kogoro and others, then pointed to the next door of Mouri Detective Agency:
"The second floor of the sushi restaurant next door is my funeral home. I hope Mr. Mori will take care of it in the future."
Mouri Kogoro and the other three looked at the words "Higashino Yinyo Funeral Home", which seemed to go well with "Moori Detective Agency"...
Oh, bah, let’s catch a ghost!
I, Kogoro Mori, am not the God of Plague!!!
Regardless of whether Mouri Kogoro is happy or not, time is running out now and he cannot think too much about it. Higashino Fumio's car only has two seats in the front, and it doesn't seem to be able to accommodate people in the back. But the officer with a dark face is still waiting in a hurry, and it's not
When you care about these things.
Therefore, Tohru Amuro was responsible for driving and sat in the driver's seat, Ran Maori held Conan in the passenger seat, and Fumio Higashino took Kogoro Mori into the back car.
As soon as he got into the car, Toru Amuro quickly started the car before Mouri Kogoro could react.
"Hey, Brother Amuro, why did you agree to Uncle Higashino's recruitment?" Conan was very restless. As soon as he sat down, he couldn't wait to press Mao Lilan's thigh and began to ask questions.
Toru Amuro was stunned for a moment, and then answered with a smile without looking away: "What's wrong, kid, do you have any questions?"
"Normally when you hear that a funeral agency is recruiting people, you won't agree so easily, especially young people?" The childish look on Conan's face slowly faded away, and under the reflective lenses was wisdom that belied his age.
Eyes.
Toru Amuro finally couldn't help but look at Conan, squinting into his curious eyes, "You're right..."