"May I ask if this young lady is Inspector Conan's cousin?" asked the old butler a gentleman with a mustache and a Scottish nyon.

Qingwen was having breakfast, and instead of following the British way of eating boiled eggs, she tapped the boiled egg in the small container with a spoon, but picked up the hard-boiled egg with her hand and slammed it on the edge of the table.

The movement was a little louder, which startled the old butler and almost dropped his glasses on the ground. The mustache gentleman couldn't help but laugh.

Qingwen didn't like it, thinking to herself, why didn't you come to my house uninvited, besides, your smile seems to be laughing at a barbarian.

Qingwen's heart boss was unhappy, but this cloudy and sunny mood was not shown on her face. It is estimated that this city government, after being Xiaobao's partner for so many years to do detective work, Qingwen still has it.

Seeing that Qingwen was in a calm state, the man unconsciously restrained his casual laughter and scolding, and became much more cautious.

The old butler came over and said to Qingwen:

"I'm sorry, Miss, to bother you. I'd like to introduce you to a guest from my home. ”

Qingwen stood up, stepped forward, shook hands with the mustache gentleman, and said:

"Welcome, let me introduce myself, I am the cousin of the late Inspector Conan, whose name is Kebei. ”

The mustache gentleman held Qingwen's wrist and made a gesture that made Qingwen unbelievable, he lowered his head, and his lips lightly touched the back of Qingwen's hand, and then retracted.

Qingwen was frightened in her heart again, this is in the Southern Zhou Dynasty, men and women are not intimate, don't look at Princess Bell leading a group of young men to practice, but, everyone is very respectful of each other, you respect me a foot, I respect you, everyone pays special attention to the rules between men and women, even Xue Pan is also a rich child from everyone, and he also obeys the ancestral teachings left by this ancestor, therefore, in the entire group practice and later actions, Qingwen has never felt embarrassed and offended as a girl, was rude.

Therefore, although Qingwen is also a scholar in this life, and she is not an old stubborn who only knows patriotism, sticks to her home, and only knows the teachings of her ancestors, but when she travels to the seventeenth century, she is full of manners, gentlemen and ladies, and she really can't accept such an abrupt foreign etiquette when she encounters it.

However, Qingwen is a coward, she can't accept it anymore, and at most she just stands in place with a red face and forgets to take care of the cold scene for a while, and she won't do anything.

This Miss Oriental originally had the charm of a mysterious ancient oriental country, and in Mr. Mustache's opinion, her shy bow of her head added a lot of grace, which made him fascinated for a while.

Qingwen didn't expect that her move would cause the other party to misunderstand, and instead of finding out that she was embarrassed, she would think that she was affectionate to the other party, when Qingwen realized that she was so stupid and accidentally gave the other party a signal of misunderstanding, Qingwen was unwilling to forgive herself, and she wished that there was a clock that went back to the past now, and she could dismiss the original embarrassing moment. At the moment when Qingwen's thought flashed through her mind, she found that she was not standing in place, but sitting at the breakfast table.

She was a little vague, could she really be as she wished, back to a few minutes ago, she looked intently, and found that the hard-boiled egg was still in the special small cup on the table, and she hadn't even begun to pick it up, knocking it on the corner of the table.

Does this mean that I really went back to the first few minutes?

This time, Qingwen picked up the spoon and struck the hard-boiled egg with the spoon suspiciously, while the other hand kept turning the egg cup so that the spoon could hit the egg in place and hit it in a circle.

She gently peeled off the top half of the egg's loosened shell, sprinkled some sea salt on the tender white egg, and was about to enjoy it, when she heard a voice say:

"May I ask if this young lady is Inspector Conan's cousin?" asked the old butler a gentleman with a mustache and a Scottish nyon.

Qingwen got up inquiringly, and then, wiping her fingers with a handkerchief, walked in front of this gentleman generously, and without the need for the old housekeeper to introduce her, she herself spoke to this strange gentleman:

"Fortunately, let me introduce myself first, I am the cousin of the late Inspector Conan, whose name is Kebei. ”

Mr. Mustache was very surprised, always, in his heart, Oriental people are small-eyed, inconspicuous faces, but the young lady in front of him is not only down-to-earth and generous, very rich in the style of an English lady, the most important thing is that when Conan was alive, he was the object of his great displeasure, but today he changed the owner of the house, and it is such a beautiful and young hostess, and what is even more gratifying is that this young lady is also polite and kind to herself.

You can't be happy without comparison, and it is precisely because she was discriminated against and snubbed by Conan that now, this young lady's actions make Mr. Mustache feel very grateful and happy.

"I'll introduce myself to myself, I'm a police officer in England and my name is Scott. ”

"Hello, Scott, may I ask if there is something wrong with this special visit?" Even Qingwen herself despises herself in her heart, although she follows the customs, behavior and even the way of thinking are close to the style of the British, but it does not mean that Qingwen has Westernized herself in her heart, on the contrary, because of the reason of following the customs, she misses the informal, free and casual state when everyone was together in the Southern Zhou Dynasty.

"I'm here today because Inspector Conan and we had an agreement, saying that we would cooperate to solve major cases together, and the contract is still being executed, I don't want to be unfortunate that Inspector Conan died, how can our cooperation continue?

When Qingwen heard this, she hurriedly waved her hand and said:

"Oh, Mr. Scott, I want to start by thanking you for the trust you have placed in Inspector Conan and in us, but I personally believe that the contract can be terminated naturally with the death of the person concerned. ”

When Scott heard Qingwen's words, he shook his head and said:

"Actually, we understand a lot of laws and auxiliary clauses of the law, as well as related cases, but we don't look at the additional clauses of the contract. ”

What, there are additional clauses for pit people?!()

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