Chapter 588 Miss Yoko is difficult
Chapter 588 Miss Yoko is difficult
Chu Ming did not wander around on the road with Conan anymore. Instead, he sent Ai back first and then sent Conan back to the Mouri Detective Agency.
"Brother Chu Ming?" Xiao Lan was just carrying some trash downstairs to throw it away. She was pleasantly surprised to see Chu Ming. "Are you feeling better? Last time, Xiao Ai and I saw you being picked up by a car. Xiao Ai said it was someone you knew who took you to the hospital. He also said that the hospital was quite remote and had almost no signal. Plus, I called several times but couldn't get through, so I didn't call again."
Chu Ming smiled and said, "I'm fine now. That hospital is indeed quite remote, but the treatment is very effective. Don't worry. Is the uncle home?"
Xiaolan nodded and pointed upstairs: "Dad is packing up. He just received a commission and was about to leave, but Conan went to the doctor's house and hasn't come back. Brother Chu Ming, you should go with us. Dad said that this time he received a commission from the Shitara family, a musical family. It must be very interesting."
"Of course, I came here with Conan this time just to talk to Uncle Maori about this." Chu Ming patted Conan's head and said, "Xiaolan, go take out the trash first. We'll go up first."
When Chu Ming and Conan went upstairs, they saw Kogoro Mouri sitting by the window with a frown on his face, his eyes fixed straight ahead, and it was unknown what he was thinking about.
"Is this commission very difficult?" Conan was a little confused, and was ready to move forward to see what Kogoro Mouri was struggling with, and see if he could help.
When he came to the window and saw clearly the horse racing scenes playing on the screen in front of Mouri Kogoro, he couldn't help but face fall, and looked at Mouri Kogoro with somewhat speechless eyes.
"Ah-ah!" Maori Kogoro stared at the horse chasing hard on the screen, but in the end, the number he liked was still half a body length away. He couldn't help but get angry and slammed the table hard: "How could this happen! He was clearly running in the front at the beginning! Is there something fishy going on?!"
"Uncle, are you watching horse racing again?" Chu Ming greeted casually, put the gift he brought on the table, and sat casually on the sofa. "I brought you some good wine. Have you finished the last one? Hide it yourself and drink it in moderation every day."
He is quite familiar with the place and can find a place to sit without being asked.
"Oh, you are still thinking about me." Maori Kogoro sighed, "As for horse racing, I just want to make a little money. Miss Yoko will have a concert in a few months, and Xiaolan is holding all the living expenses. I have to make some money to buy concert tickets. The ticket price has increased this time. If I don't make some money, I can't afford it. Otherwise, how can I work so hard to accept commissions during this period of time?"
"Ms. Yoko's concert? Oh, yes, it seems the price has increased quite a lot." Chu Ming seemed to have heard Vodka say this at the base, and Vodka, this brainless fan, had even had a fierce war of words with someone on the forum.
Chu Ming recalled how Vodka was typing passionately in the base while feeling indignant and banging the table in anger. He couldn't help but twitch his lips.
He once glanced at it when he passed by, and happened to see Vodka's speech, which was simply a lick of licks. How did he say it?
"What's expensive?! Don't talk nonsense. How is 79 expensive? It's been difficult for Ms. Yoko. She finally became famous. What's wrong with the concert tickets being a little expensive? Sometimes those who complain about the high ticket prices should look at themselves. Have their salaries increased over the years? Have they worked hard?"
↑The above remarks are roughly what he said. Anyway, Chu Ming couldn’t bear to watch it.
"Given your relationship with Miss Yoko, do you still need to buy the tickets yourself? Miss Yoko admires you so much, maybe she will send the tickets to you directly." Chu Ming was a little puzzled. In his opinion, there was no need for Kogoro Mouri to buy tickets.
"How can that be! I want to collect the tickets that Miss Yoko sent me personally!" Maori Kogoro said with a smile, "And the tickets I bought with my hard-earned money are also a token of my love for Miss Yoko~"
Chu Ming shut up silently. Fine, he and these fans don't have the same train of thought, but since he wants to take more commissions, it's not bad. It means that he can get more attention from Maori Kogoro recently~
When we arrived at the Shitara family's ancestral home in Kogoro Mori's car, it was already dusk with haze and clouds gathering. The sunset had changed from crimson to a light red. The setting sun met with the winding mountains in the distance, and the afterglow fell on the tall and ancient courtyard walls. The mottled shadows of the trees swayed slightly on the wall with the mountain breeze, and you could faintly hear the soothing and soft sound of a violin.
Maori Kogoro stepped forward and knocked on the door. As the door opened, a woman with a bun walked out. The years had carved wrinkles on her face, but she still looked intelligent and capable. She looked at Chu Ming and his group with some doubts: "Excuse me, who are you looking for?"
"My name is Maori Kogoro. I came here because I received a request from your family." Seeing the puzzled look on the woman's face, he flipped through the appointment book in his hand and quickly added, "It's Miss Renxi."
"I see." She pushed her glasses up. "I'm the butler of the Shitara family, Tsugaku Hongsheng. Miss Renxi is practicing the violin in the annex. If you go, don't disturb her practice. She has a very important performance tonight."
Conan was a little curious: "Is there any event tonight?"
Seeing that Conan was a little kid, Tsukune Hongsheng explained to him: "Tonight is our master's 72nd birthday."
Chu Ming was walking at the back, and his eyes changed instantly when he looked at Conan. This was too much. How could the god of death come to visit an old man on his birthday?
It's really heartless, sick, beautiful and crazy!
However, although Chu Ming was dissatisfied in his heart, he did not say it to Conan.
After all, if you say this kind of thing once or twice it's just a joke, but if you say it too much it's a bit too much, so you always have to use the joke in moderation.
Although this is not a joke but a fact, he cannot let Conan feel alienated from him at this time because of this matter. He is still relying on Conan to help him find the FBI's trace.
Tsukuro Hongsheng brought a group of people to the annex and gently opened the door. Shitara Renki was still with her eyes closed, immersed in her own performance, and had no idea that someone had come.
"Miss, Mr. Maori said he has an appointment with you." Tsugaku Hongsheng interrupted Shitara Renki's performance and spoke.
? ?
Didn’t we say don’t disturb your lady’s performance?
Why did you just speak directly?
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