He's in Detective Conan, but a Triumph Attorney.

He is known as a free-spirited person who is more like a lawyer than a prosecutor.

If this guy wasn't so capable, he would have been kicked out of the Procuratorate long ago!

"Dude, don't expect me to do this kind of life-wasting nonsense."

"If it weren't for the special circumstances, I wouldn't even be interested in making this trip."

Looking at the arrogant man in the red windbreaker, Lucal Hughes wisely shifted his gaze away.

Otherwise, he wasn't sure if his face would suddenly turn red if he looked at Dante for a second longer.

"Yes, that's it, don't bother me."

Dante said vaguely.

At this time, he thought of his old acquaintance in Tokyo.

Although he is an old acquaintance, I haven’t seen him for a long time. That guy is always cold and difficult to talk to.

But he does things neatly and efficiently, never fussing about details.

This time I go to Tokyo to confirm the matter of Habri Libnand, and I will probably ask him about the situation.

(Xiang Yuanguang... well, there are always various special things around him.)

(Who knows, maybe he'll encounter something outrageous this time.)

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There's a fight going on at home, so I can't type for a while. I hope I won't be kicked out in the middle of the night and have to rent a house.

Chapter 392: New Commission from Maori Office

—————May 26, 10:30 a.m.——————

—————Tokyo area, Mori Office——————

"Even if you say so, I don't know where that kid is."

"And what do you want from him?"

Uncle Maori put down the newspaper in his hand and looked at the visitor with some confusion.

He calls himself a famous detective from Kansai, the Hattori of Kansai and the Kudo of Kanto...

To be honest, he used to often see reports about Kudo Shinichi in newspapers.

But I have no impression of the name Hattori Heiji. Is it a self-proclaimed title?

The Shinigami elementary school student quietly peeked into the room and set his sights on Hattori Heiji.

Although he had heard Xiang Yuan talk about this guy's purpose of coming to Tokyo yesterday afternoon.

But I didn't expect that they would actually come here, how strange...

As a detective, is there a distinction between first and second?

(Whether it is detective work or reasoning, there is no distinction between high and low, upper and lower.)

(No matter what method is used to verify, there is only one final truth.)

(And if you come to me in such a high-profile manner, will the Black Organization find out?)

Conan thought of the Black Organization's extreme behavior of blowing up Silver Star in anger.

He couldn't help but frown. Even though Hattori Heiji had a special identity and was targeted by the Black Organization...

It is not certain that you can get away with it unscathed, after all, those guys never care who they kill.

(I am called the "Sherlock Holmes of the Heisei Era" and the "Savior of the Japanese Police"...)

(I am afraid that the members of the Black Organization will pay special attention to me, and people related to me may be attacked.)

(In this case, we have to find a way to keep Hattori Heiji, who calls himself the Great Detective of Kansai, away from Tokyo...)

The Elementary School Student of Death is still thinking about how to make Hattori Heiji retreat.

Gin, who was far away in another country, suddenly sneezed.

There was a sudden look of hostility on his face, and he adjusted the parameters of the sniper scope again.

(If it wasn't for getting rid of this guy, how could I have stayed here for two days?)

(I’m actually feeling a bit like catching a cold right now… How annoying.)

Of course, he never imagined that the reason he sneezed was because someone he had long forgotten was talking about him.

As a powerful thug of the Black Organization, Gin has killed quite a lot of people.

He had long since stopped remembering the faces and names of the people he had killed.

"This time, I'll set up three snipers at the same time. Let me see if one more can run away..."

The sniper scope flickered.

Brush it——————

"...Preliminary preparations? I see."

The sniper with long hair turned off the communicator.

Performing routine gun maintenance, he looked out the window and squinted his eyes.

That is the building of the largest automobile company in Beika Town.

Pulling his black knitted hat down slightly, the sniper closed the curtains.

[Have I told you before? There is a special ingredient in the wine that can temporarily change you back. ]

[But I don’t remember the name of the wine very clearly, is it Moutai or Laobai Gan…]

[Well, in short, I suggest you try both. One of them will work. ]

[By the way, when I separated from Hattori Heiji, I reminded him that Uncle Mori likes to drink...]

[As expected, the wine he brought was the kind that could temporarily negate the effects of your medication.]

The words that he said to Genkou yesterday suddenly flashed through Conan's mind.

While Hattori Heiji was negotiating with Uncle Mori with a smile on his face.

As expected, he took out a well-packaged bottle of famous wine from his bag.

(Shigan wine...? Drinking this will negate the effect of that medicine? Is this true?)

(After drinking a little, the uncle will get drunk anyway, so if I try a little, the uncle won’t notice, right?)

Hattori Heiji glanced around.

You can take in everything in the Maori office and get a rough impression of it.

Although the hedgehog-haired guy said that Kogoro Mouri only looks unreliable, he is actually very powerful.

But now that I've seen it in person, it doesn't seem like a big deal.

You can't say that the "Sleeping Detective" has to really fall asleep before he can reason normally, right?

That kind of thing is outrageous no matter how you think about it. If it really happened, I'm afraid there must be someone involved.

"Hey, little brother, why are you staring at the white wine I brought?"

"Want to drink something? You may not be old enough, but it should be okay to drink a little."

"After all, the guy who sold me the wine said that Baigan wine can cure colds and strengthen the body!"

(How can alcohol possibly improve health? Who did this guy hear that from?)

Conan secretly complained in his heart.

But he remained calm on the surface, and spoke with starry eyes.

"Big brother, is that true? I saw you drinking before..."

"I'm also curious about the taste of this drink and want to try it!"

Hearing this, Uncle Maori raised his eyebrows.

Doesn't this brat usually run away when he smells alcohol?

Why do you look like you want to drink now?

"It's okay to drink a little. You'll have to drink when you grow up anyway."

"Oh, by the way, Detective Maori, what commissions have you been taking recently?"

"I haven't been to a detective agency in Tokyo yet, so I'd like to check it out."