"Okay! Then we have an appointment? Next weekend...no problem! Then that's it..."

When I made an appointment with a psychologist, I found that I could only wait helplessly like a lamb to be slaughtered, Kogoro Mori scratched his head irritably and skillfully took out a can of beer.

There is wine today and drunkenness today and worry tomorrow. For Kogoro Mouri, when he decides to separate and leaves from home, there is nothing more headache-worthy in his life. Even if the world is destroyed immediately, it has nothing to do with him, let alone this strange event that suddenly appears. At worst, it is because he has some mental illness. As long as he has alcohol to numb himself, he can keep escaping.

"Eli..."

"Lingling!Linglingling!"

Just as Kogoro Mouri was filling his wine one after another, the phone suddenly rang on his desk.

"Wow? Is there another commission? Why do you feel that since that little devil entered my house, this commission has been available almost every day! Could that little devil benevolent to me?"

Thinking of these messy things in my heart, Kogoro Mori, who subconsciously grabbed the phone because of the urgent life, hiccupped and burped, and drunkenly thought about his service process.

"Hey! Hello! This is Maori Detective Firm, which is good at finding kittens, dogs, little hedgehogs, tracking husbands, wives and mistresses. The commission price is... If you are interested, please go to the account... to make a deposit. Leave your commission and contact information, I will..."

"Help me track a person for three days! I want to track that kind 24 hours a day without doing anything unnecessary, just follow him secretly, as long as you can do it! I will give you a reward of 500,000!"

“Ha? How much?”

Kogoro Mouri, who was drunk just now, immediately straightened his tongue and asked in disbelief. He was afraid that he had a dream because he had drunk too much.

"Five hundred thousand yen! I can give you a deposit of 50,000 yen first! How about it? Will you accept it? Maori Detective? If you don't accept it, I will go to find other detectives!"

"Hahaha! Accept it! Why don't you? What I, Kogoro Mori is best at is tracking. We guarantee 24 hours a day and will not give him a slight alertness or suspicion!"

"That's good! I'll mail you the deposit later! Remember my phone number and contact me anytime if there is any situation!"

"No problem! By the way, who are you?"

"Ah! Sorry! I forgot to introduce myself! My name is Abe Toyo! I'm very happy to know you..."

"Abefeng! Damn it! This person is called Abefeng! His name is actually Abefeng! His name is really Abefeng!"

Maori Kogoro didn't want to hear any words after Abe Touki's words. What scared him even more was that there was actually a person named Abe Touki who came to contact him.

This was more exciting to him than the reward of 500,000 yen. At this moment, Kogoro Maori was no longer intoxicated, and Yes had already exhausted his cold sweat.

"What does Conan's school relationship with our uncle? The point is that Abe Tomoto is OK? Uncle, that Abe Tomoto..."

This sentence he didn't take it seriously last night immediately appeared in his mind.

Is this true? Can I predict it in my dream? Or is the strange thing in my mind coming from the future? Or is it? Thinking of other silly words, Kogoro Mouri no longer dares to think deeper.

Perhaps my condition has exceeded the treatment scope of a psychologist? Should I find some respected masters?

After hanging up the phone call from Abe Toyo, who made him start to examine his physical condition again, Kogoro Maori no longer had the desire to drink.

What happened today had a great impact on him, and he could no longer treat everything that happened to him casually.

"Detective Conan's world? Are those strange words left by people from other worlds? How could they know that they would meet someone named Abe Toyo? If what they said is true, then..."

"Dad! I'm back!"

"Uncle! I'm back too!"

"Huh? Dad, what's wrong with you?"

As soon as he opened the door, he smelled the familiar smell of wine. Although Xiaoran felt depressed, she still opened the door with full vitality and greeted Kogoro Mouri with a smile on her face.

However, just as she subconsciously threw her schoolbag on the sofa, preparing to clean up the garbage her father made in one day, then went to the kitchen to make dinner, and then shouted her drunken father.

Facing Maori Kogoro's confused but not intoxicated eyes, she immediately felt Maori Kogoro's abnormality.

"Nothing! Xiaolan doesn't have to worry about these messy things, go to the kitchen to cook dinner! I'm almost starving to death!"

"This...well!"

Although she was a little worried, Xiaolan, who knew her father's personality, still obediently went to the kitchen to cook dinner. Only Conan, who was sitting on the sofa in the living room, was rolling his eyes there.

However, what he didn't know was that just as he was muttering to Kogoro Mori while watching TV, Kogoro Mori, who had just lost his eyes, had already scanned him with his eyes.

"Detective Conan? Detective? Is this little devil? Thinking about it, after he arrived at his home, it seems that every time he solved the case, this little devil can always give himself some tips. Could it be that he is really a famous detective? A first-grade devil? Is this world so rippled? If he is really a famous detective, then I will go and chase Eiri back! Even if he eats her dark food every day!"

"Dad, are you really okay?"

"Of course! If something happens, that's a good thing! Your dad, I accepted a commission today. The client asked me to follow someone. As long as I follow him for three days, I can get a reward of 500,000!"

"Ha? Five hundred thousand? So much?"

"Of course! We should send the deposit and his commission immediately. We can improve our lives well at that time!"

"Yeah! OK!"

After a supper, I finally slutted over under the tricks of Kogoro Mori. I also breathed a sigh of relief when I saw my father's silly and inappropriate father.

Maybe she is really too careless?

Wash the dishes, wash clothes, wash and bathe, and when Xiaolan passes the process as usual and falls asleep beautifully.

Kogoro Mori, who was just smiling, put away his forced smile, sat on the office chair with his back against the window and lit a cigarette silently. After spitting out a cigarette ring and thinking for a long time, he took out a stack of letter paper, unscrewed the pen and started writing.
Chapter completed!