"Tut-tut, it's all brought over, it looks like a lot!"

The uncle took the passbook and looked at the dozen or so sums of money remitted, and the sum of those numbers was indeed not small. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

It's a pity that it's neon coins, and it would be better if you exchanged them for dollars or something.

This is all the remittance after accepting the entrustment before, and it is the result of hard work.

In addition to this, there are some expenditure items, which are full, and the entire passbook is printed full.

"Dad, have you called? How many? ”

"Add it up, more than a million."

The uncle shook his head, not satisfied with such an amount.

But it's all the entrustment of ordinary people, and they don't have much money themselves, so generally speaking, it's good to give tens of thousands of dollars.

In recent times, the most one is the new name Xiang Baoli, which directly gave 700,000 neon coins.

This is also good, but there is still income, so it will not sit empty.

Although the remaining 500 million neon coins are not something that can be used up casually.

"Huh? Let's celebrate with something delicious today. ”

Xiaolan made a proposal.

Eat a delicious meal to celebrate, and Conan agrees.

Uncle also felt that it was necessary.

"Well, yes, then ...... today"

"I don't eat noodles, and I don't eat barbecued pork noodles."

Without waiting for the uncle to say anything, Xiaolan hurriedly crossed her hands to refuse.

Every time the uncle said that he wanted to celebrate, the result was to eat noodles, otherwise he would order more barbecued pork or something.

Even if it used to be, now I still have a lot of money, can't I eat a little better?

Hearing Xiaolan's words, the uncle thought about it and felt the same.

Always eating noodles is really not a celebration.

"Then I won't eat noodles today."

Uncle said.

Without waiting for Xiaolan and Conan holding the skateboard to express their happiness, the words came out again.

"It is said that a new Chinese restaurant has opened nearby, and we go there to eat noodles, old friends noodles or something, which is very good!"

“……”

Xiaolan's smile was gone.

Sure enough, the uncle is still the same uncle.

Then again, eat noodles and noodles......

Does it make any difference?

Xiaolan suddenly realized that this was a very profound question, because she couldn't figure it out at all.

Conan was just on the side, saying that the uncle was really enough.

But they didn't speak, and the uncle thought they were acquiescing.

So he opened his mouth and instructed.

"You wait for me, I'll go get a new passbook and go again."

After saying that, he walked towards the business window.

The passbook is also a bit troublesome to use, but it was the account number of the passbook that was disclosed at the beginning, not the bank card, and the bank card was reissued later.

Should I remove the passbook account number and replace it with a bank card account?

Uncle is thinking about this problem, and now there are still most people who use passbooks, and there are relatively few bank cards.

Soon came to the business window, and the uncle gave up thinking about this issue for the time being.

When I looked closely, I found that behind the business window happened to be Masami Hirota.

So he greeted him with a smile again.

"Yo, Miss Masami, we're meeting again."

"Mr. Maori."

Masami Hirota said hello without being salty.

"What do I need to do?"

"Oh, get me a new passbook."

The uncle handed over the passbook in his hand, still smiling on his face.

But Masami Hirota doesn't seem to want to get too entangled with him.

"Please go over there to get the number first, and then come back after you."

"Well, yes."

The uncle scratched his head embarrassedly, didn't pay attention, and forgot about this.

Without saying anything, he took his passbook and walked over to get the number.

Masami Hirota, who was over there, looked at her watch from time to time, and then at the wall clock hanging on the wall.

Seems to care about the way time looks.

Conan also found out about the problem and ran over again.

I don't know when it happened, but this guy still got to know Masami Hirota.

But he didn't discover Masami Hirota's secret.

Uncle knows.

It seems that he doesn't care, but in fact, he still noticed Masami Hirota's abnormal behavior.

It's not hard to guess.

Obviously, Masami Hirota's action time is estimated to be today.

The uncle glanced twice out of the corner of his eye, and found that Masami Hirota had just said a few words to Conan, so he took out the sign of suspending the service, and then got up and left.

When it came to the end, she was a little out of breath.

Thinking about it, it is understandable, after all, this is about the freedom of the two sisters.

With such a heavy burden on her, seeing that there is about to come out of a result, it is a little unbearable, which is normal.

No one in the world can be 100% calm, especially when facing important events, unless this person doesn't care about this big thing at all, and it doesn't matter if he succeeds or not.

And what Masami Hirota needs to do now is not to fail, but to succeed.

"I'm still too young after all!"

Uncle sighed in his heart.

Masami Hirota is a very capable person, but she is not used to doing such a thing, and she must know that the more critical she is, the more she must calm down, otherwise something may go wrong.

It seems that Masami Hirota, who is a peripheral staff member of the distillery, usually helps the distillery with most of the trivial chores.

If you were experienced, you wouldn't make such a small mistake.

She was too concerned about time just now, and if anyone noticed her, they would find that she was too abnormal.

Fortunately, no one seems to have noticed it except for the uncle.

But the uncle just stood and talked, and he didn't feel a backache.

Young......

If you really want to talk about his actual age, he is not necessarily older than Masami Hirota, but now he is nearly forty years old.

If this matter is done by the uncle, he may not be able to do it better than Masami Hirota.

I didn't think too much about it for the time being.

I got the number, waited a little bit, and got a new passbook from another salesman.

Then he left the bank with Ran and Conan.

"So you're still going to eat powder, right?"

"Don't eat it."

"What about noodles? Pasta. ”

“……”

So in addition to powder, is it noodles?

If the person who said this was not her father, Xiaolan definitely wouldn't mind performing karate.

What kind of people this is.

Conan, who was holding a sketchpad on one side, was still hehehe.

In addition to hehehehe, he seems to only be grinning.

The former will appear anytime and anywhere, and the latter will appear when the investigation of the case reveals something.

Anyway, it's just pretending to be a child who inadvertently discovers something, and this trick has been tried and tested repeatedly.

However, there is an uncle, and the latter trick is rarely used, but it is hehehehe.

Anyway, he's just going to die if he doesn't.

And Xiaolan, after all, couldn't help but open her mouth to raise objections.

"Dad, can't you eat something else?"

"What to eat? Ramen? Knife-cut noodles? ”

"Can't you go to a restaurant? Restaurant. ”

"What's so good about Western food? I still prefer Chinese food. ”

The uncle said what he liked.

Speaking of which, he plans to let Xiaolan learn Chinese cuisine, which is neon cuisine all day long, and he doesn't like it very much.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have been running to eat noodles all day.

He doesn't get tired of eating noodles, but he is already a little tired of those neon dishes.

"You can have Chinese food, but you don't eat noodles anyway."

Xiaolan has a resolute attitude, every time she says that she celebrates, she eats noodles, at most it is just a change of barbecued pork noodles and pork rib noodles, which is really enough.

As they spoke, the group had already walked out of the bank gate and turned to the side.

The uncle was about to say something, but suddenly he heard a shout.

"Someone, robbery!"

“…… Huh? ”

Uncle and Xiaolan seemed to be a little overwhelmed.

Soon, a van sped out of the parking lot, floated and fled along the road.

"Uncle, call the police!"

Conan shouted, threw the skateboard he had been holding to the ground, jumped on it, and quickly chased after him.

The uncle, on the other hand, touched his chin.

Life or death, the answer will soon be reached!