"Hu!"

"Self-drawing!"

"Hu!"

“……”

For more than half an hour, the uncle did not win. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The two players have never won, and it has always been Xiaolan who has won.

And the cards are scary, fortunately because they are playing with Xiaolan, so there is no gambling money, otherwise a few people are afraid that they will lose all their money today.

After being ravaged so hard, I still can't stand it.

"Why can't you come back yet?"

Hasegawa spoke, and looked out the window on the side of the road, the lights were still on, and it was conceivable that the person was still inside.

It's better to play cards with that president than to play cards with Xiaolan, who keeps losing, and every time he loses so unbelievably.

Hasegawa wondered if Uncle had a leg with Lady Luck, so he gave birth to Xiaolan, a lucky existence.

Conan is also hehehe, although he doesn't believe in gods or ghosts, but Xiaolan's luck, he can't find any scientific basis at all.

The uncle looked at Xiaolan's cards and thought that maybe he should really let Xiaolan buy a lottery ticket.

Hasegawa also took out his mobile phone to call Hita, but no one answered.

"But let's go straight to him."

Hasegawa made a suggestion.

Seeing that it's almost nine o'clock, if you don't play again, you have to go home to wash and sleep.

Anyway, I don't want to continue to play with Xiaolan, and playing with Xiaolan is not only depressed, but also aggrieved.

I was so embarrassed that I wanted to vomit blood.

So everyone nodded in agreement.

So the group left the mahjong parlor and walked towards the opposite side.

Hita Finance is on the second floor.

Go up the stairs and knock on the door.

Oddly enough, there was no response.

Obviously, the lights are still on, and when I called before, Hida is also in it.

Didn't you hear it?

With a puzzled expression, Hasegawa raised his hand and knocked on the door again.

But there was still no response.

The uncle took out his cigarette case and lit the cigarette.

Perhaps, the other party will never come and open the door.

……

Twenty minutes later.

Uncle's hunch became a reality, and Conan had once again harmed a person.

Of course, this has nothing to do with Conan, it was not he who killed the person, but the fault of the aura of death on his body.

Anyway, in the uncle's opinion, even if it wasn't Conan's pot, he would have to carry it.

However, the opinion of the Twilight Police Department agrees with him.

The only difference is that in the eyes of the Dusk Police Department, the person possessed by death is an uncle.

So you come out to play mahjong and harm others?

The Twilight Police Department asked in their hearts.

On the surface, he didn't bother to say this.

Now is not the time to talk about that.

Uncle, Conan Xiaolan stayed, and Hasegawa and another card friend left.

This matter has nothing to do with them, and they are not very knowledgeable, not even familiar, at most they are just poker friends.

However, it was the employees of the financial company who appeared, two men and one woman.

According to the pattern of recent cases, the person who appeared here at this time is basically the suspect.

Sometimes uncles think that this world is very nonsense, and the murderer will even run back to the scene of the crime......

If it had been him, he would have run away a long time ago.

Even if you don't run away, you won't stupidly run back to the scene of the crime, because the more you do at this time, the more you say, the more you make mistakes.

Maybe it's because these criminals think they're so intelligent that no one will find out about them.

Or is there any reason why I have to go back?

This uncle doesn't know, and he doesn't bother to guess such a reason, solving the case is more crucial.

This time it was a murder in a secret room, and Hita fell in the room, the key was inside, and the window was locked.

It is impossible to commit a crime.

But in the world, nothing is impossible.

The uncle stood there against the door, smoking a cigarette and looking at everything in the room.

Conan ran around, looking for clues.

This is the difference between Uncle and Conan, Conan looks for clues and evidence everywhere, and then connects these clues and evidence to reason.

And the uncle, first observe people, and if he thinks anyone is suspicious, he will treat the other party as a murderer, reason about the murder method, and look for evidence according to the method he came up with.

If it is found, it is correct, and if it is not found, it means that there is something wrong with the reasoning.

In most cases, the uncle reasoned and solved the case in this way.

Of course, it is only in most cases, and the uncle will also change according to the actual situation.

You have to learn to be flexible.

"How's it going, Maori brother, have you figured it out?"

The Twilight Police Department will also reason and think on its own, but it can't be compared to the uncle.

I couldn't figure it out after thinking about it for a long time, so I could only turn to my uncle for help.

And the uncle, who was smoking, also nodded.

"Figured it out."

"Huh?"

"Sure enough, I should have bought a car first."

“……”

So does this have anything to do with the case?

The Dusk Police Department looked confused, and really couldn't understand what the relationship between whether the uncle bought a car or not and the case.

And Xiaolan suddenly came to the spirit.

"Buying a car? Dad, where did you get the money? ”

It's not that she is suspicious, but because she understands very well that the family simply does not have that much money.

Eating is sometimes a problem, and if it weren't for the rent of the coffee shop under the office, sometimes I wouldn't be able to hold on.

So, where does the money come from to buy a car?

I haven't received many commissions lately, and I don't have much money for those commissions.

Could it be that the uncle has done something bad?

I have to say that Xiaolan's intuition is sometimes really accurate.

But even she couldn't guess where the uncle's money came from.

Uncle won't be stupid enough to say it.

"Brother Maori, does your car have anything to do with this case?"

"No, not at all."

Uncle shook his head.

What can he have to do with the case when he buys a car? Just kidding not.

But the Twilight Police Department was a little speechless.

"How do you feel like you're a little unreliable today?"

"Huh?"

When he said this, not only the uncle, but even Xiaolan and Conan couldn't believe it.

"Police Department, when did I get reliable?"

The uncle thought about it carefully.

Like, it's really not a reliable time.

The Twilight Police Department opened its mouth, but in the end it didn't speak.

The uncle himself thinks that he is unreliable, what else can he say in such a situation?

And the uncle didn't continue to think about his own affairs.

"All in all, the police department, the truth, I've seen through it, here's how it ......"

“……”

……

At night, walking on the way home.

Because the distance is not very far, so I walked back, and I could eat some supper or something on the way.

But Xiaolan kept looking at the uncle.

If it weren't for the fact that she is the daughter of this body now, the uncle would be unable to help but tease with something like "Do you fall in love with me when you look at me like this?"

In the end, Xiaolan couldn't help but speak first.

"Dad, do you really want to buy a car?"

"There are ideas."

"Where did you get the money to buy a car?"

"Earned by using my mind."

Uncle replied.

Actually, it seems to be about the same, after all, you need to use your brain.

Although it is a bit difficult to say where the money will come from.

But it's hard to say, so don't talk about it, anyway, except for the uncle, no one knows the specific situation.

"Let's go, let's go have a big meal and celebrate."

"A big meal? It won't be ramen again, right? ”

Xiaolan was a little skeptical.

In the past, every time I said I wanted to celebrate, I ended up eating noodles.

Although the ramen is also good, such a celebration ......

It's not a celebration.

"How is that possible?"

The uncle shook his head and smiled.

"Today we are eating, barbecued pork noodles!"

“……”

So let's go home and cook.

Xiaolan shook her head and walked towards home.

Conan smiled and walked along.

The uncle hurriedly shouted.

"Hey, barbecued pork noodles, that's barbecued pork noodles, there are barbecued pork noodles, it's delicious, hey?"

“……”

No one answered the uncle.

So the uncle could only shrug his shoulders and went home.

Eating noodles is not the purpose, the purpose is to let Xiaolan not bother with other things.

So that's it.