A Sorcerer in the Detective World

At 8:30 in the evening, Maori Detective Office.

The living room on the third floor was accompanied by a bang, and the door of the living room was opened. Then Conan, Xiaolan and Uncle Maori walked in together and changed their slippers and went inside the house.

Uncle Maori hung up his jacket, then picked up the TV remote control and turned on the TV. He glanced at the electronic clock in the living room and said: "...this is already 8:30... Xiaolan, you can hurry up and prepare. Dinner, just prepare for it..."

"Yes! Yes!" Xiaolan reluctantly responded, and hung up his coat, then looked down at Conan, and said in a strange tone: "... Conan, your stomach must be hungry?"

Listening to Xiaolan's words, Conan is preparing to nod, Xiaolan is a "squeaky" sound, then gently caress Conan dog head, continue to say strangely: "... Wait! This is not right! How can our Conan leader be possible? Feeling hungry? The Conan leader was just full of food in the nightclub..."

Xiaolan’s words fell, and Conan’s “snap” sounded a stiff expression.

Sure enough, are you starting?

His training, it seems that he really can't hide!

Conan’s heart groaned, his face shone a little childlike smile, and then he waved again and again: “You Xiaolan’s sister misunderstood, and while you and Uncle Maori entered, I actually only ate a few mouthfuls— - Until then, I have been sleeping..."

"Sleeping?" Xiaolan's expression was black, and then he thought of a picture that was less suitable for children. "...how do you sleep? Are you on those women?"

In other words, in Xiaolan’s eyes, Conan is really just a child, but those in the community are not!

Who knows if the bad guys will teach Conan some dirty things, and by the way, carry Conan to practice?

After all, those people are bad to the **** community... Conan and they are mixed together, and they will definitely go to the bad belt...

Xiaolan’s voice fell, and Conan apparently did not expect Xiaolan to suddenly smash such a fierce car. He couldn’t help but “ha”, and his face was arrogant. The uncle Maori next to him “snapped” and almost didn’t squirt out, then In the eyes, with envy and hate, he swept Conan and said: "You want more Xiaolan?"

Saying, why are you sleeping on those beautiful women? Can this little devil get harder?

If this opportunity is given to him...

Uncle Maori began to frantically refresh some 18x 404 images, but Conan waved his hand and explained: "Sister Xiaolan, I just fell asleep on the sofa..."

Go to your uncle's Shu Yunwen, is it because of you, Laozi as such?

"Ha? Is it?" Xiaolan glanced at Conan again and said with a sigh. "... Why do you want those women to feed you? Are your hands hurt?"

"Oh... this is... no, no..." Conan smirked again, his expression stunned - he just wanted to experience the decaying life of a little bit of good deeds? Who knows what will happen like this?

"Hey... didn't you get hurt? That's so good!"

Xiaolan spoke, and both hands akimbo. After the tone paused, he screamed: "The Conan leader went to the nightclub and ate something. Now I must eat it? Since your hand is fine, it is better. What about the activity... How about copying a little ghost a hundred times?"

Lying in the trough? Let me copy the school rules again? This is not finished yet?

In other words, if the school rules can be used to develop skills, he will quickly become a master class. !

Listening to Xiaolan’s words, Conan “ha” aloud, a brain black line, just want to defend two sentences, Xiaolan put his face to Conan, cold voice asked: “...I think you must be no different Any comments?"

Looking at Xiaolan’s expression “You dare to have different opinions, I will kill you”, Conan laughed and nodded and said: “I know, Xiaolan’s sister...”

"Take me to start copying!"

Xiaolan said with a sigh of relief, Conan sighed helplessly, then went to the bedroom and took out the pen and the book, and looked down.

About five or six minutes later, Xiaolan took out two barrels of instant noodles and walked out. He placed a bucket with Uncle Maori, and then sat next to Maori’s uncle, and ate himself from the ground. Uncle Maori’s “Ah” I asked strangely: "Xiaolan, do we have instant noodles this evening?"

"Or else? It's half past eight, it's a long time to cook for a long time." Xiaolan is now angry, turning his head and staring at his dad, "...if you have opinions, you must Going to do?"

Uncle Maori was almost stunned by Xiaolan, but looked down at the instant noodles, then took the chopsticks and picked up the noodles. "哧 ” ”": "唔...真香!"

Uncle Maori sucked two noodles, and then suddenly thought of something like it. He turned to Xiaolan and said: "Yes, Xiaolan, you are not a national simulation test today. How are you doing?"

"Should it be okay?" When the exam was brought up, Xiaolan's tone was finally gentle. "...I basically made it... um, but the garden is terrible. She has to let Yunwen students help. Cheating, I didn’t review it at all. As a result, I ended up cheating and failed. It’s a bad test...”

"Ha? Cheating? What kind of method does she want to cheat? Isn't it afraid to be caught?" Uncle Maori asked strangely, and Conan, who was bowing his head and carefully copying the rules, raised his head and waited curiously to answer.

Xiaolan snorted, and then smiled and replied: "This is the case... the garden said that it is to rely on ghosts to cheat..."

Xiaolan’s words, Conan and Maori’s uncle are all “squeaky”, and the brain is black.

Cheating by ghosts? Do you want to be so metaphysical?

The garden actually even believes in this, it is also alive!

In other words, after the garden was given a pit by Shu Yunwen, should you recognize the true face of Shu Yunwen?

Conan’s heart groaned and smelled the noodles. He couldn’t help but lick his stomach and said weakly: “... Xiaolan’s sister, my instant noodles?”

In other words, he did not eat much in the nightclub, and now he is very hungry and good.

"Your instant noodles?" Xiaolan heard a squint at Conan, and his expression turned black. "...have you already had enough at the nightclub? No! Hurry up and copy the school rules!"

Xiaolan’s words fell like a reminder of what it was like. He reached out and said, “When it’s said, this new guy is really, even the national simulation test did not participate... Hey, I don’t know the guy. What are you busy with now..."

Listening to Xiaolan’s words, Conan “snapped” and looked up at the sky without a word.

What am I doing now?

I am copying the school rules next to you, and I am still hungry...

Xiaolan, you are a child abuser! Oh...