Transform randomly in Kexue World

Chapter 372 Invincible

When the three of them came out of the Metropolitan Police Department, they met Gerald and Angrad waiting outside.

Gerald expressed his gratitude again and jokingly called Martin Bodhisattva.

"Don't be pretentious, just sign your name and take a photo with me." Martin took out a piece of paper from his pocket and said, "Just write it to Mao Lilan."

Jellal took it and took a look and found that the paper was not an ordinary white paper. There were some words written on it. It was the piece of straw paper on which he recorded his inspiration when he revised the lyrics.

Martin always has his own aesthetic when choosing souvenirs. Since Xiaolan likes this person's songs, this lyrics modification plan that may not be used in the future should have commemorative value.

After Jellal signed his name, Martin took out his phone and turned it over to take a group photo. It happened that today's commemorative photo had not been taken yet. But after taking the photo, I discovered that the character "He Dachun" and a soy sauce victim from the world of Conan in the photo did not reflect the characteristics.

So I picked up Conan again, squeezed Mouri Kogoro into the frame, and took another group photo of the four of them.

He turned around and showed the photo to Xiaolan: Do you think who is missing in this photo?

Agent Anglade: I feel like I’m missing.

After bidding farewell to Jellal, Martin took the signature paper and asked, "I'm going to give Xiaolan an autograph. Can the detective show me the way?"

"Me? The gift for Xiaolan is ready." Martin patted the pocket with the signature, then held his chin and thought for a while: "Well, let's put it this way...do I have to bring a gift for aunt? ?”

It was now past ten o'clock in the evening. At this time, whether he asked Martin to ask his daughter out or asked him to go to his wife's house to find his daughter, he felt a little uneasy.

Conan stopped immediately and looked at the flowers in the store through the window.

"You just have to guess whether Xiaolan wants it after she finds out." Martin just said.

However, the variety of colorful flowers dazzled the two detectives who had never bought flowers before.

Conan became the leader without saying a word, while Mouri Kogoro frowned: "This thing won't get cold, can't you wait until tomorrow to deliver it?"

Of course, the address was just a matter of sending an email to ask. Martin mainly used it as an excuse to inform Weng and his son-in-law: I'm going to find your wives. It's up to you whether you want to follow.

"Little brother, do you want to buy flowers?" The flower shop owner, a young lady, walked out of the door and said, "I'll give it to you at a cheaper price."

"Uncle, I want to buy a bouquet of flowers for Sister Xiaolan." Conan turned around, picked up the child mode and said, "Maybe Sister Xiaolan will come back when she is happy."

You can’t look for food outside every day! Thinking of this, Conan also remembered that he was cheated out of his food expenses by Martin, and ended up spending all his lunch and dinner at the Metropolitan Police Department.

But even if Mouri Kogoro doesn't go, they will be traveling together from the time they leave the Metropolitan Police Department to the time they return to Miwa Town.

Because this case slightly involves the language of flowers, I had some associations after seeing the flowers.

If this guy dares to hold a large bouquet of bright red roses, the old man and the young man will work together to take him out.

"I'll save you." Mouri Kogoro quickly gave up his idea and asked Martin to send flowers to Yingli. It would be better to send flowers to Xiaolan.

And Martin now looked at Conan in great surprise: "Impossible! How could a great detective with such little emotional intelligence think of buying flowers! Are you a fake?"

"Martin, do you want to buy flowers?" Mouri Kogoro suddenly asked, and Conan's eyes also drifted over.

Passing by a flower shop on the road, Mouri Kogoro took a careful look.

"emm..." Maybe it was tempting to coax Xiaolan back, or maybe Mouri Kogoro himself had some ideas. In short, Mouri Kogoro happily acquiesced to Conan's idea and walked into the flower shop together.

What if it turns into a Death Note tomorrow?

Mouri Kogoro walked with them to Fei Li's house with an unhappy look on his face.

Xiaolan now lives with Fei Yingli, and Martin doesn't know the way yet.

Moori Kogoro and Conan were doing tricks, while Martin was giving advice with his hands in his pockets.

Conan glanced at the delicate red roses in the fresh-keeping cabinet, and after just one glance, he looked away guiltily. Not to mention that Mouri Kogoro and Martin were watching from the side. Even if he came to the flower shop alone, he would I'm too embarrassed to buy flowers with such obvious meanings for Xiaolan.

Finally, Conan picked a bouquet of peach blossoms.

"Peach blossoms..." Martin pinched his chin: "In my house, because there is a saying of 'peaches and plums all over the world' and a 'peach blossom luck', the meaning of sending peach blossoms is quite varied. What about here?"

"There is only one meaning here." After Conan finished speaking, he suddenly chuckled, but did not continue to explain. Martin sighed quietly, thinking that this melon boy was enlightened, but in the end he actually wanted to do mischief again. He was indeed a high school boy.

Then Martin focused on Moori Kogoro on the other side. He was still wandering back and forth between several types of flowers. The lady manager of the flower shop wanted to give him some advice, but when asked who he was sending flowers to, he just said nothing. Not sent.

"Uncle, why haven't you chosen yet?" Martin came over and hooked up with Maori Kogoro. It happened that Maori Kogoro had a box of lilies in front of him: "White lilies are also good. They are pure and loved. Give them to you." It’s very suitable for girls.”

"Girl..." Mouri Kogoro's eyes were a little uninterested.

"Oh oh oh, I made a mistake. Uncle didn't send Xiaolan as a gift, but wanted to send it to auntie." Martin pretended to slap his head: "Why didn't I react?"

"Go, who wants to give flowers to that woman?" Mouri Kogoro became more arrogant: "It's for my daughter, and I want this lily."

……

"Martin-kun!" When they arrived downstairs at Fei Yingli's house, they saw Xiaolan carrying her small suitcase and waving to them from the shelter.

"Xiaolan?" Seeing his daughter carrying the suitcase at nearly eleven o'clock in the evening, Mouri Kogoro's wide eyes were full of doubts: "What is this...?"

"Go home. Why, can't you?" Mao Lilan said with half-moon eyes.

Mao Lilan ran away from home this time and chose to give up within 24 hours. Martin said that he came to give autographs. In fact, after knowing that Xiaolan was going home, he dragged Mouri Kogoro and Conan to pick her up.

After all, it's late at night, even if you don't think about Xiaolan, you still have to feel sorry for the gangster.

As for the reason why Xiaolan decided to go home... She bent down and looked at Conan at close range, her eyes became dangerous, and she said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "My father was anesthetized just one day after I left home. If I walk a few more days, will I have to go to heaven?”

You kid, it’s time to settle the score!

Depend on? Martin snitched again! ? Conan immediately felt frightened and quickly took out the bouquet hidden behind his back: "Sister Xiaolan, this bouquet of flowers is for you."

Conan was very happy in his heart. Fortunately, he bought a bouquet of flowers on a whim. It turned out to be his premonition of crisis.

"Huh?" Seeing the dense pink peach blossom handed to her, Xiaolan, who was about to lose her temper just now, was stunned, then started to blush, and the corners of her mouth could not help but rise.

Although it is a peach blossom instead of a rose, this is the first time I have received a flower from Shinichi. Really, this... idiot.

"But Xiaolan." Mouri Kogoro was still confused: "Why do you suddenly want to come back so late?"

Then he became proud of himself: "Did that woman treat you badly? Huh, I knew it, that woman..."

"Are you talking about me?" Fei Yingli's voice suddenly came from the corridor, and then her figure also appeared.

If the old man doesn't come again, she should persuade her daughter not to go back yet. Huh, he can run fast.

"Uh..." Although there were many quarrels, speaking ill of each other behind his back was another matter. Mouri Kogoro raised a hand to clear his throat in embarrassment.

The keen Xiaolan suddenly noticed that Mouri Kogoro also had one hand behind his back: "Dad, what are you hiding behind your back? Did you also buy a bouquet of flowers for mom?"

"Who said it was for her?" Seeing that he could no longer hide it, Maori Kogoro took out the bouquet of lilies and handed it to Xiaolan: "It's for you too. Welcome home... (It's intentionally audible. Whispering quietly) Who would give flowers to an old woman?"

"Oh? Really?" When she saw the bouquet, Fei Yingli was not really angry. She just walked up to Mouri Kogoro, pinched her waist and leaned forward. Her sharp eyes forced Moori Kogoro's eyes to flicker, and finally he became embarrassed. He handed the flowers to Fei Yingli: "..., here."

It was a very heartwarming scene, but unfortunately it didn't last long.

When Martin handed Gerald's signature to Xiaolan, he asked casually and curiously: What is the flower language of peach blossom?

Xiaolan suddenly remembered that the Japanese flower language of peach blossom is "invincible".

Is Shinichi complimenting my karate? But few girls would be happy to be praised for their strength. It was more like Shinichi's ridicule than complimenting Mao Lilan's doubts.

And the evil smile on Conan's lips revealed that this is what the naughty high school boy who succeeds in success but fails in failure really means.

"New...Ke, Nan!" The warm scene turned into a domestic violence scene in minutes, with Conan running in front and Xiaolan chasing behind.

"Huh? The language of flowers?" Fei Yingli, who had gradually softened her attitude toward Mouri Kogoro, heard the voice over there and looked at the white lily in her hand again: "I remember that the flower language of lilies is... beheading?"

Mouri Kogoro's eyes widened: Oh, it's over.

"Eri!? Hey! Eri!"

(End of this chapter)