Chapter 57 [Chapter 057] 67 degrees, Lao Baigan

Author: Report Mr. Krabs

Chapter 57 [Chapter 057] 67 degrees, Lao Baigan

Kogoro didn't expect that Conan would ask for his opinion before drinking. He was deeply relieved for a moment, and he felt that the silly son of a landlord finally had a good heart...

Wait, that's not right.

This is not my stupid son, but a pig who wants to take advantage of my own cabbage.

Hmm...then this pig is more enlightened than before.

Sure enough, talents come out of fists.

This is all my credit.

Kogoro sighed in his heart, reached out to take the cup handed over by Conan, and sniffed it gently: "67 degrees, Lao Baigan."

Hattori Heiji's eyes widened: "How do you know?"

"Laobaigan... what is it? Some kind of nut?"

Conan and Xiaolan blinked at Caslauder's big eyes, full of curiosity.

"A high-quality liquor from China..."

Before Kogoro could finish speaking, Xiaolan and Conan were shocked.

"liquor?"

"Liquor?"

"Strong liquor?"

"I have a cold and you ask me to drink. What do you want to do?"

"That's right, he's still just a child."

Faced with Xiaolan and Conan's continuous questioning, Hattori Heiji quickly raised his hands and surrendered: "It was just a joke. Seeing how weird this kid is, I just wanted to tease him."

"Actually, he is not lying when he says that drinking alcohol can cure colds. Drinking some high-strength liquor and sleeping to induce sweating is indeed effective in treating colds. Laobaigan wine has a long history. It is said that the earliest brewing time can be traced back to more than 1,500 years ago.

forward."

Kogoro took a sip and nodded: "This bottle has been stored for at least thirty years. It is really good wine."

"Okay, uncle."

Hattori Heiji gave a thumbs up: "I guess my old man doesn't even know the value of this wine, so he just left it in the utility room."

"Haha, kid, you are still too young, just wait for your butt to blossom."

Kogoro took another sip and suddenly slapped his thigh: "How can such a good wine not be served with a side dish? Xiaolan, go and fix the two dishes. This black-skinned guy and I will have a nice drink."

"Dad, Conan is sick, are you still in the mood to drink?"

"Isn't it just a cold? Just drink some wine and it will be fine."

Kogoro handed the wine glass to Conan, and Conan also wanted to take it, but Xiaolan stopped him halfway.

"No, children are not allowed to drink."

Xiaolan took Conan's hand and said, "Let's go to the hospital and let this old man drink alone at home."

"Um...Sister Xiaolan, is it okay if I drink some wine?"

Conan protested weakly.

"What? Conan, you are still a child. You are only in the first grade. How can you have such a terrible idea of ​​drinking? I understand. It must be your father who taught you, right? I know that as soon as you

You can't learn anything good if you follow your father every day."

With that said, Xiaolan directly picked up Conan.

Yes, that's right, it's not a hug, but it's like carrying Conan directly on his shoulders like a sack.

"From today on, I will strictly supervise you. You can only learn from dad's reasoning, but you can't learn any other bad habits..."

Amidst such scolding, Xiaolan carried Conan out of the door.

"..."

Kogoro and Hattori Heiji looked at each other, and Hattori Heiji smiled: "Uncle, your daughter has such a good personality."

"Cut the nonsense, boy, and pour the wine."

Like a magic trick, Kogoro took out a bag of peanuts from the drawer under the coffee table, tore it open and poured it on the table.

"Um...uncle, I'm a high school student. It's not good for me to drink."

Even so, Hattori Heiji still poured himself a glass.

"I'm a guest from afar. To show my respect, I'll do it. You can do whatever you want."

Kogoro drank it all in one gulp.

Seeing Kogoro being so bold, Hattori Heiji naturally didn't show any weakness. He picked up the wine glass and took a sip... and then he vomited.

"Spicy, spicy, so spicy...water, water, water, is there any water?"

Seeing Hattori Heiji burst into tears, his originally dark face now turning completely red, Kogoro couldn't help laughing and handed over a bottle of mineral water: "Boy, have you never had a drink in a bar before?"

"That's not true. I've been drinking for a long time."

Hattori Heiji's throat was about to smoke, but he was still talking so hard.

"Just because you've had it doesn't mean you know how to drink, but that's right. Your dad has dark skin and an average alcohol capacity. Your skin color is up to him, and your alcohol capacity is probably the same."

Hearing this, Hattori Heiji was so frightened that he almost stood up and pointed at Mouri Kogoro in surprise: "You...you know my dad?"

"Of course, when I met your father, he was not married yet."

"Then...you know me too?"

"Haha, I recognized you as soon as you walked in."

"But why have I never heard Dad mention you?"

"Nonsense, if you were drunk by the same person every time you drank, either sleeping on the road or getting into a trash can, if it were you, would you tell your son about this?"

With that said, Kogoro poured himself another glass and drank it all in one gulp.

Hattori Heiji became excited: "My stinky dad also slept across the street and got into the trash can? Uncle, please tell me in detail."

"What's there to say? Your mother has long banned your father from drinking with me."

Kogoro patted Hattori Heiji on the shoulder: "As your uncle, please listen to my advice. That bastard Kudo is not here. You should pack up and go home. Otherwise, when your parents come to your door, you will definitely have to face a mixed doubles team."

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"No, I will never leave until I see Kudo again."

Hattori Heiji showed that he would not shed tears even if he saw the coffin: "Everyone talks about Kanto Kudo and Kansai Hattori. This time I will compete with him to see who is stronger between the two of us."

But kid, you have actually met Kudo, but he has gone to see a doctor now and has not drank yet. I guess your trip this time will be in vain.

Kogoro shook his head helplessly.

At this time, a woman wearing sunglasses and a yellow windbreaker appeared, carefully avoiding the door that was lying on the ground, and frowning: "Is this a detective agency?"

"That's right, ma'am."

"I would like to ask you to investigate a person."

"No problem, please sit down."

Kogoro casually waved it on the table. The coffee table, which was originally littered with peanuts and wine glasses, instantly became clean. Hattori Heiji was stunned when he saw it.

"Why are you still standing there? Why don't you hurry up and get some coffee?"

Kogoro kicked Hattori Heiji.

"Shall I get coffee?"

"Nonsense, there are only two of us in the office now. If it's not you, is it me?"

Although Hattori Heiji was a little dissatisfied, Kogoro glared at him. He felt a lot of pressure for some reason, hesitated for a moment, and finally went to pour the coffee obediently.

"My name is Mr. Tsujimura, and my husband Isao Tsujimura is a diplomat. We heard that Mr. Mori is the most famous detective in Tokyo, so we came to visit you."

Tsujimura Koe took off his sunglasses and said calmly.

"Isn't the most famous high school detective in Kanto Shinichi Kudo?"

Hattori Heiji, who brought the coffee, couldn't help but speak.

"High school students? If children don't study hard, they will become detectives like adults. They will lose their minds playing with things."

Mr. Tsujimura glanced at Hattori Heiji lightly: "As for Kudo Shinichi, I have never heard of it."

"..."

Hattori Heiji felt like he was being slapped in the face, and his face was burning. For the first time in his life, he had doubts. Could it be that the so-called high school detective is just for people in a small circle to entertain themselves, but in fact the public doesn't buy it at all?
Chapter completed!