"You've mistaken someone!"

Gao Cheng frowned, and hurriedly pulled Xiao Ai and walked away quickly.

"Wait, Detective Joto," the director Taketomi panted and followed, "Don't get me wrong, I've resigned from Kyushu TV......"

"Huh?"

Gao Cheng stopped his body suddenly.

"Resigned?"

"yes......"

In a bar on the commercial street, Taketomi was drinking glass after glass with some decadence.

"Actually, I've planned a lot of shows since the last incident, but unfortunately except for the famous detective Big Stomach, all the others have failed, this time I originally wanted to invite the city detective to come over to do the second issue of the Big Stomach, but I didn't expect to be resigned this morning......"

Gao Cheng looked at Zhufu who was drinking with some embarrassment.

"That, Mr. Taketomi, I really can't participate in the Big Stomach anymore, but Detective Maori happens to be here, you can try it with him......"

"I know that Mr. Maori had turned down an invitation to our show because he was going to participate in a sports interview...... But it doesn't matter, I'm not on TV anyway......"

"Yes, yes?"

Gao Cheng looked at Zhufu who was full of negative energy with a dry smile: "Is there anything I can help with?" ”

Zhufu's eyes lit up: "To be honest, not only work, but also have been very unlucky in life recently, the mortgage can't be repaid, and the wife and children have also returned to their parents' homes...... I think I'm cursed by something, but if I could, I'd like Detective Joto help me......"

"You should find a wizard or something for this kind of thing, right?" Gao Cheng wiped a cold sweat, "Don't think too much, Mr. Zhufu, it's just that your luck has not been good in the recent past, and it will always pass." ”

"Detective Joto can't help it?"

Zhufu continued to drink sullen wine in disappointment, and the corners of Gao Cheng's eyes twitched.

What did this guy think of as a detective?

"I think the most important thing you should do now is to find a serious job as soon as possible, and there will be no problems with paying off the mortgage."

"Woo," Taketomi suddenly choked and wiped away tears, "What's the use of getting a job?" Anyway, I will be fired again soon, even if it is stable, I may not be able to repay the mortgage, even if I repay the mortgage, my wife and children may not come back, even if I come back, maybe I will leave in the future, even if I don't leave......"

Gao Cheng collapsed his eyelids and looked at Xiao Ai next to him.

Really, I finally came to Okinawa once, why should I listen to this uncle who is about to materialize negative energy complain about life?

Time is wasted......

In the evening, after seeing off the drunken Zhufu, Gao Cheng returned to the hotel with Xiao Ai with a tired face.

This time, I probably had to go back from Okinawa with some souvenirs, and I couldn't watch the scheduled baseball game, and I didn't get the autograph, and there were really many unsatisfactory things in life, just like Uncle Taketomi......

Zhufu is probably a little miserable, and there will be some crises when people reach middle age, but fortunately, he earned 200 billion through the Dusk Annex early, which is also a lot of wealth in Japan, at least there is nothing to worry about in terms of funds in the future.

"Chenghu," Xiao Ai said as she cleaned up her things inside, "this sweater has been torn......"

"It's good to go back and make up for it, I don't have much time to wear it anyway."

Gao Cheng yawned.

"Hurry up, let's go outside when we have dinner......"

The last time I went to Okinawa, I was involved in a murder case all of a sudden, and then I broke my stomach because of participating in the Big Stomach King Competition, so I couldn't have a good time at all.

"Huh?" Uncle Maori passed by the corner of the hotel corridor and met Gao Cheng in a daze.

"Castle boy?"

was stunned, and the uncle immediately collapsed his face.

"I said, why do you keep following others? Hmph, but you're late this time, and the murderer of the powerful player has been caught by me, and it's his old friend, sports critic Masaharu Motoyama......"

"Uncle," Gao Cheng said angrily, "I didn't come to Okinawa to solve the case, I'm just interested in baseball...... But then again, Officer Twilight said you're a plague god, and I was going to ask for an autograph. ”

"What are these words? Isn't my talk show still in vain? The uncle's face darkened.

……

At the baseball strike field in Naha City, players who had been attracted by several professional players gathered in the high-speed hitting area, and Gao Cheng changed his clothes, stood in the hitting area with a bat in his hand, and looked at Uncle Maori, who was also prepared on the other side.

and Uncle is both a friend and a competitor, this competition is a continuation of the last Big Stomach King game, Gao Cheng rejected the uncle's proposal to play mahjong and chose the theme baseball hall here......

"Hey, what's going on?" Someone asked curiously outside the venue, "Why is it so lively?" ”

"Don't you know?" The person next to him whispered, "I heard that two detectives are going to have a batting duel...... It's the two who became famous in the last Detective Big Stomach Competition, by the way, one of them is Kogoro Mori, who solved the assassination case of the powerful player today......"

"Last time I ate ramen, this time I'm playing baseball?"

"I thought it was something, a detective should be a detective......"

"Bang ——!" Suddenly, a loud bang interrupted the discussion, and the baseball transmitter in front of Gao Cheng was directly smoked and scrapped.

"What, what?"

"Why?"

Gao Cheng put down the bat on the ground.

Because I've always been used to practicing swordsmanship with baseball, I can't play normal baseball at all now.

"I think it's better to change the project......"

In the barbecue restaurant, the uncle enjoyed the dipping sauce and ate meat while drinking wine and enjoying the dipping sauce, while boasting to Gao Cheng about his name today, he didn't feel like competing against each other at all, but like an old friend who hadn't seen him for many years.

Gao Cheng silently looked at Conan who was eating quietly next to him.

Needless to say, this time the uncle was not anesthetized, otherwise he wouldn't have been so happy.

"It's a pity that there are no hot springs, otherwise it would be better," the uncle looked around with unfinished eyes, "and when it snows, soak in the hot springs beautifully, and then drink a few glasses of wine to really enjoy it!" ”

"I'll have a chance next time."

Gao Cheng knew that the uncle had these hobbies, wine, hot springs, and beautiful women...... Of course, there are also horse betting, so I usually don't save much money.

"By the way, uncle, I heard from the temple that sells TV too much, did you ask him to find a snob and ask for an autograph?"

"Yes," the uncle muttered, "but it's not really useful......

"What do you mean it's useless?" Before Gao Chengduo could say anything, Xiaolan became anxious, "Dad, you also said before that you would help me sign an autograph, okay for me?" ”

"Don't be stupid," the uncle snorted, "you must want to keep it for your mother, right?" This is the last signature of the snobbery, and it is worth selling it for a very valuable ......"

"Daddy!"

"No is no ......"

"I said," Taketomi, who was drinking alone next door, suddenly turned his head, still the same as before, "Mr. Maori, even if you sell it for a lot of money, you will still lose ...... in the end."

"Mr. Taketomi?" The uncle choked fiercely, and looked confused, "What are you ......?"

Who is this? It's only been a while, it's like a different person.

Gao Cheng rubbed his brows.

After drinking all afternoon, he actually came to the barbecue restaurant, and he knew that he was temporarily pretending to be a wizard or something, at least to help this guy regain his confidence.

"Uncle Zhufu," Gao Cheng reluctantly suggested, "Have you ever heard of the Qilin Wings?" I heard that if you pray at the Tokyo Gofuku Shrine one after another, you will receive the blessing of the Kirin Wings......"

"Really?"

Zhufu's eyes glowed, as if life had meaning again.

"I've heard about the Kirin Wings incident of Detective Joto, right? Tomorrow...... No, I'm going to book a plane right away! ”

“……”

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