Nine o'clock in the evening, Osaka.

Hattori's house, in Hattori's bedroom, Hattori's blue nose and swollen face were lying on the tatami mat, while Hattori Jinghua was holding the wound medicine and carefully applying it to Hattori Heiji.

"Ah......hh Please, Mom, can't you just be lighter?"

Hattori complained about it, and Hattori Shizuka snorted softly and slapped Hattori Heiji's wound with a "snap": "Are you in pain? As long as you give me back my poor unborn grandson, all these injuries will be transferred to me......

Hattori Heiji first screamed in pain, and then there was a black line in his head: "Didn't I say it? That's a misunderstanding! It's a misunderstanding! If you don't believe it, you can go to the hospital to investigate!"

"I'll look it up. Hattori Jinghua answered, and then helped Hattori pull up the quilt and said, "...... If I were to find out that all this was true...... I'll clean you up tomorrow!"

"Uh......" the corners of Hattori's mouth twitched, "What if it's fake?

Hattori Jinghua smiled when he heard this: "This fight has been beaten, how can it be counted?

Prevention?

If you do, I'm beating me for nothing, right?

Hattori Heiji was so angry that his stomach hurt, and after watching Hattori Jinghua leave the bedroom, he picked up his mobile phone, hesitated, and dialed Kazuha's number.

After the bell rang a few times, the phone was connected, and then Kazuha's voice rang on the other side: "Ouch...... Is it a flat time? Hmm...... Ouch ......"

Listening to the moaning sound of Kazuha on the phone, Hattori Heiji was slightly stunned, and asked with some concern: "Kazuha, what's wrong with you?"

"Me, my stomach hurts...... Ouch ......" and Ye replied.

"Stomach ache?" Hattori Heiji couldn't help but touch a bruise on his stomach when he heard this, sighed and said, "Have you been beaten too?"

"Beaten? no!" He Ye replied directly, "My mother made me a lot of delicious food tonight, and my stomach hurt so much after eating...... Ouch ......"

It hurts so much to eat it...... It hurts...... Hurt......

The corners of Hattori's mouth twitched, and the top of his head seemed to be another flock of crows "quacking", and after hanging up the phone, he threw the phone aside, with a melancholy face-

It's the same misunderstanding, I got a table of delicious food for Mao and Ye, but we suffered a mixed doubles?

Why is the difference between this person and a person so big?

The more I think about it, the more angry I get...... Boom......

......

Half past nine in the evening, Maori Detective Agency.

In the living room on the third floor, Xiaolan walked out of the bathroom in her pajamas, her eyes swept away the Maori uncle who was sitting at the table drinking and watching TV, and the garbage bag at the entrance door, and frowned:

"Really...... Dad, why haven't you thrown the garbage away?"

"Don't make a noise! Don't make a noise! The current show is exciting, I'll throw it away when I finish watching it!"

Uncle Maori waved his hand without looking back, and Conan next to him stood up and said, "Sister Xiaolan, why don't I throw it away-I just want to breathe!~"

"Then please, little ghost. ”

Uncle Maori pushed the boat down the river, and Xiaolan glared at Uncle Maori, and then smiled, "Then I'll leave it to you, Conan." Also, it's night, so be sure to stay safe and come back as soon as possible after throwing out the garbage......"

"I see, Sister Lan. ”

Conan answered, got up and walked to the door, changed his shoes, and Xiaolan reached out and patted his head again, "By the way, Conan! If you meet the neighbor's little sister again, you are absolutely not allowed to bully her - especially not to rob her lollipop!"

Listening to Xiaolan's words, Conan stumbled and almost didn't fall-

Why are you still thinking about this, Xiaolan?

That was really a misunderstanding...... It's a misunderstanding!

Conan sullenly went out with a garbage bag, threw away the garbage, and returned the same way, but instead of going back to the living room on the third floor, he walked into the office on the second floor.

The lights had gone out in the office, and in the dark, Conan walked to the sofa and sat down, pinching his chin to sort out what had happened today:

“...... Now it is certain that Mr. James from the United States should be the same as Mr. Judy and Shuichi Akai, both of whom are FBI! Their target should be Belmode! The FBI has sent someone over again, is there any action against the organization?"

Conan's head was full of question marks, and after thinking about it, he scratched his head: "...... Damn! That guy Shu Yunwen recognized James at the first sight, which means that he must know more than me! But that guy's mouth is so tight, even if I want to ask, he won't necessarily tell me...... Speaking of which, I asked Hattori to investigate the whereabouts of Monobe Masato in Osaka, and now I don't know how his investigation is, will there be any clues on Hattori's side?"

Conan thought about it, took out his earring mobile phone, and dialed Hattori's number.

A few seconds later, the phone was connected, and Conan immediately spoke, "Hattori, it's me ......"

"Nonsense! Of course I know it's you! I have your number!"

On the other side of the phone, Hattori was lying on the bed and yelling, and Conan said "Huh", with a surprised face-

Why did Hattori's tone sound so bad? What medicine did he take again?

Conan muttered in his heart, coughed lightly, and asked, "What's that...... Hattori, I'd like to ask, what I asked you to help with the investigation, how did you investigate?

Have you got any results?

Damn, Kudo, this guy dares to call and ask?

If it weren't for the investigation of this guy, how could it cause a misunderstanding? How could we be beaten up by my father and mother?

It's all because of this bastard......

In his bedroom, Hattori found the root cause of his beating, grinded his teeth hatefully, and said with a smile: "Then you need to say, of course you have already found it all out!"

"Really?" Conan's eyes lit up, "Then you can tell me quickly......"

"It's not convenient to talk about this matter on the phone. Hattori gritted his teeth, "...... It just so happens that next Saturday is the Gyeonggi Kendo Tournament, so why don't you come to Osaka to watch me compete, and let's talk about it in person - of course, I have worked so hard for you to investigate, you have to treat me......"

"Okay, then I'll treat you to dinner then......"

Conan smiled slightly, and Hattori Heiji said, "Eating or something, it's too out-of-the-box - you're still a woman!"

When Hattori's words fell, Conan let out a "uh" and smiled helplessly: "Really, why do you guys make such jokes?"

Conan hung up the phone, and in his bedroom, Hattori Heiji snorted softly-

Are you kidding? Who is kidding you? Do you know how much I have suffered for you?

I'll buy you women's clothes tomorrow!