Ming Ke: I'm exposing the truth in the winery, true and false

Xiaolan ran over first and found Conan holding the bow in his hand. She pretended to be angry and said angrily: "Conan, how can you make trouble? You can't interrupt the case."

Binga's mouth twitched. Damn, can you guys focus on the point?

He picked up the bow tie in Conan's hand and said a few words, and the voice that came out was Kogoro Mouri's.

"Hey, why hasn't Mr. Maori spoken since just now?"

Binga walked up to Kogoro Mouri and pushed him, causing him to fall on the sofa. If you look closely, you will find that he is sleeping.

"Brother Mao, Maori?" Megure Jusan didn't dare to step forward for a long time.

And the task of waking up the child could only be done by Xiaolan. She called "Dad" gently a few times, and then punched Kogoro Mouri.

With a scream, Maori Kogoro jumped up from the sofa, not knowing what was going on, and asked, "Who? Who hit me?"

"Um...Mr. Maori, were you the one who was reasoning just now?" Binga felt that Conan should not be so arrogant, so he asked.

Maori Kogoro had no idea what was going on, and answered casually: "Of course, if it's not me, who else could it be?"

"Of course it's my uncle. I, my friends and I are just imitating my uncle and acting as detectives, ha, ha ha ha..."

Conan immediately made up for it, speaking in a more coquettish tone. He also tugged at Xiaolan's skirt and stared at her with his big, cute eyes.

"Isn't that right, Sister Xiaolan?"

“That’s how it is.”

Xiaolan hugged Conan. Although she was angry that he was naughty, he was just a child and it shouldn't be Conan's.

Looking at the other children, his thoughts became more resolute, after all, his friends were also here.

Binga just felt that this female soprano had something wrong with her brain, as if she had been put under a spell. It’s so obvious, are you all blind?

I just felt that being kicked by her in my previous life was an insult.

"Is that so? Conan, stop being naughty, Xiaolan, take him away quickly."

Kogoro Mouri scratched his head, looking like he didn't know what was going on, but my reasoning was correct.

The key point is that Megure Juzo actually believed it, which almost made Binga suffocate.

A junior police officer noticed his abnormality and consoled him, "Officer Kurokawa, you don't have to be like this. You are not feeling well, so you can take a rest. It will be the same if you ask other officers to come next time."

"Thank you for your concern. I will pay more attention to it." Binga curled his eyes with a forced smile, and the half of his face under the mask was expressionless.

Conan became the focus of his attention, and he always felt that something was wrong.

But this did not make him forget to ask for an autograph for Vodka.

So I took a photo with Yoko Okino before leaving the team.

When Conan left, he looked back at Kurokawa Yuka and found that she seemed to be almost a head taller than the average woman.

In the past, I always saw Kurokawa Yuka possessed or leaning somewhere, and I never noticed it. It was only when we stood close together and compared them that I discovered it.

"Conan, what are you looking at?" Xiaolan looked down and saw Conan staring at Kurokawa Yuka. She thought he was going to cause trouble again, so she became dissatisfied and taught him, "You should be more sensible and don't cause trouble for Officer Kurokawa."

"No, Xiaolan, didn't you notice that Officer Kurokawa is very tall? He seems to be almost as tall as my uncle."

Conan's tone of voice unconsciously leaned towards Kudo Shinichi's.

Xiaolan stared at him, as if she was looking at another person through him.

Conan immediately clamped his throat after noticing it, "I'm just curious, after all, it's very abrupt!"

"Eh? Is that so? I didn't notice it!" Xiaolan recalled the appearance of Kurokawa Yuka. She only knew that she had a pretty face and three-dimensional facial features, but she had never paid attention to her height.

Conan thought to himself: Of course, since she rarely stands with women, everyone ignores her.

No, I've stood next to Officer Sato, but Officer Sato is over 170 cm tall and was wearing high heels, so he didn't look much different from Officer Kurokawa.

With this comparison, the Metropolitan Police Department, which has a larger male population, naturally did not notice it.

Conan thought of a possibility that Officer Kurokawa was not a woman at all.

But that's impossible. If she wasn't a woman, how did she pass the physical examination?

Was it replaced later?

Binga stared coldly at Conan's back as he left, took out his mobile phone, opened Gin's communication interface, and hesitated for a long time.

Although they were not on good terms, he was reporting on work.

After figuring it out, he reported to Gin everything that happened today and added some of his own analysis results.

Gin taught Vodka, received Binga's message, took a look at it, frowned, thinking that there were still four or five hours before dawn.

Now if I go there, I can sleep for a while and have breakfast, and by the way, I can teach Binga how to fight. They are so bad, each one of them is a waste.

Thinking of the time when Binga broke his teeth while biting him, he was speechless. He couldn't understand his train of thought at all.

At around two in the morning, Gin arrived at Binga's new home.

He dozed off on the sofa for a while and woke up when he heard light footsteps on the stairs, but he did not open his eyes.

The moment Binga came downstairs and saw Gin, his hair stood up. He slowed down for a few breaths, lightened his steps, walked around behind Gin, untied the belt of his pajamas and tied it around Gin's neck.

Just as he was about to take action, Gin suddenly turned his head, looked at him, and then looked at the belt in his hand that was wrapped around his front.

In an instant, the atmosphere became weird.

Binga thought that I was not embarrassed, but others were, so he grabbed Gin's hair as quickly as possible, tied his hair with a belt, and tied a bow.

Then he walked to the kitchen as if nothing had happened and started making breakfast.

Gin's hand, which was already touching the gun, froze. He smelled the aroma of food coming from the kitchen, suppressed the urge to shoot him, and nonchalantly reminded him, "I don't eat avocados."

Binga, who was cutting avocado in the kitchen, suddenly turned around and cast a murderous look at Gin.

Gin leaned back on the sofa, crossed his legs, narrowed his eyes, and said lightly: "You just wanted to strangle the head of the action team."

Binga suddenly lost his temper and continued to make breakfast, and made an extra portion without avocado.

Two breakfasts were placed on the dining table, and Gin slowly walked to the table, pulled out a chair and sat down.

I felt happy looking at the sumptuous breakfast on the plate. Finally, I didn't have to eat the damn sandwich.

After finishing the meal, he took the initiative to put the plate into the dishwasher, and when he passed by Binga, he reminded him, "I will drink the milk from last time tomorrow."

"Hey, do you think this place is a restaurant?" Binga slammed the table and stood up, asking angrily, with an expression on his face that looked like he wanted to eat Gin.

"You just tried to strangle the head of the operations team."

Gin remained calm, not even raising his voice a bit. He returned to the sofa, took out a cigarette, then seemed to have thought of something and put it back.