After the former residence of Koizumi Yakumo is the end point of the Songjiang Lake Water Pavilion Hotel, the middle-aged uncle Niu Gang arrived as soon as he said that he would make an appointment to talk about business with people, and everyone had to wait in the hotel lobby now.

"Someone will lead the way later, so you can wait here for a while and have some matcha and snacks prepared by the restaurant." The front desk attendant greeted.

"Okay, thank you."

Uncle Maori sat on the sofa in front of the hotel's floor-to-ceiling windows, looking out at the beautiful scenery of Lake Shidao at sunset.

"It's really nice to see Shidao Lake from here, haha."

"Yes," Xiaolan stood up in front of the window in revelation, "the hotel is built by the lake, it's so beautiful!" ”

"I'll be able to see the clam picking tomorrow morning......"

Uncle Maori leaned back on the sofa and looked at the congregation: "Speaking of picking clams, there seems to be a poem about plantains, 'When you see clams, the shell is divided into two halves, just like the autumn that has gone away', right?'" ”

Reiko Ando smiled awkwardly: "Mr. Maori, that's not a clam, it should be a 'clam'......"

"Clams?"

"That's right, the poem is 'When you see a clam, the shell is divided into two halves, just like the autumn that has gone away,' and this is a poem that Basho recited in Ogaki City, the end of the Oku-no-Hosodo......"

"Yes, yes?" Uncle Maori blushed slightly and scratched the back of his head, "Looks like I made a mistake." ”

Gao Cheng sat next to him without saying a word, picked up a piece of pastry and ate it.

If he doesn't know something, he won't show off like his uncle, just be honest and be a mascot......

"The pastries here are pretty good."

"Of course," said Yagizawa, the manager of the confectionery shop, with a smile, "Matsue is as famous as Kanazawa, Kyoto, and both are rich in Japanese confectionery, but we are still ......a lot worse in Osaka."

"I'll try it too."

Ran and Conan followed suit and picked up the pastries on the coffee table.

"It looks delicious......

"Don't forget to brush your teeth after eating," reminds Ryosuke Shiina, a dentist, with a smile, "Eating sweets is not good for your teeth, especially if you eat sweets regularly......

"Ahem."

Gao Cheng put down the pastry plate and turned his gaze to the other side, where Uncle Niu was still talking to a middle-aged man in a gray suit and a briefcase, and from time to time he could hear words like stocks.

"Isn't this the Detective Kogoro Mori?" The middle-aged man happened to see the suffocating Maori uncle, walked over in surprise, handed out his business card and said with a smile, "Hello, my name is Chang Shou Nan, I am from the Okayama branch of Langhua Securities, and this time I came to talk to Mr. Niu about business......

"What are you doing?" Niu followed with a calm face, and interrupted unquickly, "You should be able to go back, right?" ”

"Uh," said the middle-aged man who was called Permanent Shou Man, embarrassed, "Haha, that's right...... Actually, I also like haiku, so I'll talk about it when I have a chance in the future, so Mr. Mori, I wish you a great time. ”

"Humph!"

Niu pulled his face away and drove the man away, and immediately smiled: "Don't worry about that guy, Maori detective, let's have dinner later, just listen to the experience of the two detectives." ”

Gao Cheng glanced at the uncle who was greatly satisfied with his vanity, and felt a little sad.

Every time I meet my uncle's gang, something will happen, and I am afraid, how can I have any leisure to enjoy a rare trip to Songjiang?

On the contrary, it was the uncle who had no heart and no lungs, and he didn't take his title of plague god to heart at all......

As for Conan, his insight has become instinctive, and he is vigilant and observant regardless of whether there is an incident or not, and he will not be affected at all.

Gao Cheng held his forehead.

Really, after arriving in the world of Conan, it seems that no trip is easy......

This sick world.

In the evening, when the sun sets and Lake Shido is reflected in an orange color, Gao Cheng follows Conan into the hotel hot spring and soaks comfortably in a small pool surrounded by stones.

In the steaming room, looking at the sunset on the horizon and the beautiful scenery of Shidao Lake, I feel that I am not tired at all, and I just want to lie down by the pool and sleep.

"It's so comfortable......"

"That's right," Conan floated comfortably on the surface of the water with only one head exposed, and looked at Yagi Ze Qiao, who had a verbal mustache on the other side, "By the way, Uncle Yagi Ze, what the hell is a sentence?" ”

"This," Yagisawa looked at Gao Cheng who was taking a nap with his eyes closed on the towel, "Actually, the Detective Joto is right, simply put, it is a game of picking up sentences, for example, Mr. Maori just read a sentence of five seven five tones, and the next person has to make a sentence of seven seven, and after seven seven, he has to make a sentence of five seven five, at the beginning of five seven five we call it a sentence, and there is also a sentence in the haiku, and a description of the season will be added......"

Gao Cheng opened his eyes.

Isn't it like poetry, they all have a fixed format, and the sentences are made together......

"Then Uncle Yagisawa what kind of sentences do you like?" Conan continued.

"I prefer humorous sentences," Yagisawa looked at Ryosuke Shiina, who had just arrived at the hot springs, "Shiina, what do you like?" ”

"Me?" Ryosuke Shiina walked into the hot spring pool, "Well, I prefer sentences with feelings, like saying that a father loves his daughter's feelings......"

"Oh?" Uncle Maori was stunned and said, "Mr. Shiina, do you have a daughter?" ”

"Yes," Ryosuke Shiina looked slightly dark, "but my wife ran away from home with her." ”

"No, I'm sorry......"

"It's nothing, if you want to talk about it, you have to blame me for being in debt outside."

Ryosuke Shiina smiled cheerfully and didn't mind.

"By the way, can you tell me about the cases you detectives have solved?"

"No problem," Uncle Maori didn't mean to refuse at all, but was like a chicken blood, "When it comes to the case, I remember ......"

Gao Cheng silently said goodbye.

There are only a few cases that the uncle solves soberly, and every time I talk about it with others, I talk about those cases over and over again, and my ears hear calluses, I really can't stand it......

Conan also hid to the side, looking like he had a headache: "Chengto, you can talk more about the case later." ”

"To be honest, I don't want to talk about anything," Gao Cheng craned his eyelids, "don't worry, I'll get drunk when I get drunk, and no one will care about his nonsense......"

After soaking in the hot springs, everyone changed into yukata and went to the Japanese-style room next to them to eat, and Uncle Maori drank it before he could investigate the case.

"Come, Mr. Maori, drink more."

"Thank you."

"By the way," Ryosuke Shiina helped pour a glass of wine, and suddenly asked, "Do you already have a plan for tomorrow?" ”

"Plan...... Xiao Lan paused and asked Conan, "Conan, have you ever heard of Yaegaki Shrine?" I just heard Reiko-sensei say in the bathhouse, how about going to see it tomorrow? ”

"But we're going to visit the Tiffany Garden Art Museum tomorrow morning, and then we're going to ...... in the afternoon."

"I remember that there was a god at Yaegaki Shrine who specialized in pulling red threads," Ryosuke Shiina chuckled, "and a lot of people go to Akarigging Pond to ask about marriage." ”

"In that case, let's go with us," Yagisawa suggested, "It seems that everyone here is single except for Mr. Niu, right, Detective Joto?" ”

"Uh-huh."

Gao Cheng was not interested in the marriage of the gods, and concentrated on solving the food in front of him.

"Xiaolan is not single......"

"Really?" Reiko Ando smiled, "No wonder I feel that Xiaolan has a sweetheart, could it be a Joto detective?" ”

"W-How?!"

"Not really!" Xiaolan blushed and waved her hand, and Conan next to her was also in a hurry, seeing Uncle Maori's face sank.

"What are you nervous about?!"

"Uh, this ......" 2k reading web