Conan wants to lie down but won't let him

"What a pity! For a villain like Boss Manaka, Director Ochiai himself was sacrificed!" Xiaolan sighed as she watched Director Ochiai driving away in the police car.

"Sister Xiaolan, no matter how wrong Boss Manaka is, we can't allow him to be tried by private punishment. Otherwise, the law will become a decoration. Everyone will decide the life and death of others at will based on their own likes and dislikes. It will only become a carnival for criminals. At that time, the rights and interests of ordinary people will not be protected at all! His situation is pitiful, but I cannot agree with his behavior of lynching." Conan comforted Xiaolan.

"Let's go, let's go back. I'll treat everyone to dinner tonight!" In order to prevent everyone from being immersed in the sad atmosphere, Fujiwara Hiroshi changed the subject and talked about dinner.

"Then I'll trouble you, Brother Fujiwara, to pay for it!" Mao Lilan responded obediently. Oh, hey, it's really too easy to be led astray, Conan complained in his heart.

"But I didn't expect that Brother Fujiwara, your reasoning ability is so strong. You can see so many details of the problem in such a short time, and directly grasp the murderer's psychology when committing the crime. You can analyze from it what the murderer deliberately wants us to see. With more practice, you can catch up with me, the famous detective Maori Kogoro!" Maori Kogoro said, putting his arm around Fujiwara Hiroshi's shoulders with an expression that said I am very optimistic about you.

"Hey, hey, hey! Uncle, this level of shamelessness is unparalleled! Although Conan also saw the method in the previous case, it was not as detailed as Fujiwara Hiroshi. He actually analyzed the behavior and concluded that this was deliberately arranged by the murderer for everyone to see. He is indeed very powerful. I didn't think about the motive of the behavior more than him. I just saw through the method. Uncle solved all the cases by himself. I don't know who gave him the courage to say that he would catch up with Maori Kogoro soon." Conan kept complaining in his heart, rolling his eyes. This Maori uncle was really shameless. (Who gave him the courage? Of course it was LJR. Hahaha!)

Mao Lilan couldn't bear it any longer, "Dad, stop talking!"

"Yes, uncle! Brother Fujiwara's level should be no worse than yours, there is no need to talk about catching up with you." Conan saw Xiaolan raised her head and spoke.

There was a loud bang, and it was obvious that Ran and Conan had irritated Maori Kogoro. "Shut up! I need you, little brat, to teach me a lesson!" He was reluctant to hit his own daughter (or perhaps he couldn't beat her), so Conan was not the only one who had to take the blame.

"Dad, don't be like this!" Xiaolan shouted angrily, then stroked Conan's injured head.

As they walked and talked, Fujiwara Hiroshi took them to the Chinese restaurant where they had eaten before.

Chinese restaurants are still relatively niche in Japan. Many customers recognized this restaurant as they had been there many times before, and Lao Liu performed a piece of Guankou on his first visit.

"Brother Fujiwara, are you famous in this restaurant? Why do people look at you strangely?" Mouri Ran asked in confusion.

"Oh! I performed a short piece of dialogue when I came here before, which might have shocked them." Fujiwara Hiroshi explained casually.

"Guankou? What is this?" Mao Lilan had never heard of the term Guankou.

"Sister Xiaolan, Guankou is a kind of ventriloquism art from China." Conan turned into a small encyclopedia and explained.

"Conan, how did you know?" Mao Lilan asked in surprise.

"Uh...uh! I saw it on TV yesterday." Conan was in a difficult situation and could only make up a story.

Mao Lilan was immediately fooled. After Fujiwara Hiroshi took his seat, Mao Lilan asked Mao Li Kogoro as he was curiously flipping through the menu of the Chinese restaurant, "Brother Fujiwara, what was that line of dialogue you performed last time? Why don't you perform it for us?"

Maori Kogoro immediately stopped what he was doing, and Conan blinked, looking at Fujiwara Hiroshi. "Okay, okay! Obviously everyone's interested, so let's do a little performance."

"Then I'll perform a piece, but I'll warn you in advance that I'll be performing in Chinese. Don't blame me if you don't understand." Fujiwara Hiroshi cleared his throat and prepared to begin his performance. A new waiter looked at him curiously. "I'll treat you to steamed lamb, steamed bear paws, steamed deer tail, roast duck, roast chicken, roast goose, braised chicken and bacon, pine flower tripe, bacon and sausage..."

"Okay, just this short part. I can't say any more, haha." Fujiwara Hiroshi said with his hands spread out.

"Wow! So amazing! Although I don't understand what he is saying, but he speaks so long and fast, it seems so awesome." Xiaolan exclaimed in admiration. Even Conan agreed with her. After all, standard Chinese alone is very difficult to learn.

At this moment, a sudden voice interrupted everything. "Okay, sir, I've taken note of what you just said. What would you like to drink?"

Since the waiter spoke Chinese, Kogoro Mouri, Ran Mouri and Conan were all confused and could not understand what the waiter said at all.

When Fujiwara Hiroshi heard the waiter's answer in Chinese, he asked, "Are you from China, young man?"

"Yes, sir, I am an international student studying in Japan. I found a job to pay for my studies." The waiter touched his head and answered implicitly.

"These dishes were not available when I came here last time. Are they available this time?" Fujiwara Hiroshi asked puzzledly.

"It's like this. Our boss came over and heard that customers had ordered these dishes before, but we couldn't serve them. He felt like we had brought shame to China, so he specially returned to China and hired a chef who can cook these dishes," explained the waiter.

"Oh! So that's how it is. Then let's just leave it as it is. For drinks, give us a large pitcher of ice beer, a bottle of Erguotou, and some orange juice for these two." Fujiwara Hiroshi said.

"Okay! Please wait a moment!" Then the waiter turned around to arrange preparations in the kitchen.

Seeing Fujiwara Hiroshi and the waiter chattering for a long time, and then the waiter turned and left, Maori Kogoro asked: "Fujiwara brother, what did you talk about, and why did the waiter leave so suddenly?"

"Oh! Didn't I just say that I performed this short segment when I came here last time? This restaurant couldn't make it. Then the owner of this restaurant went back to China and invited a chef who can cook these dishes. So the waiter wrote down all the dishes just now, and then asked me what I wanted to drink. I told him what I wanted to drink, and the waiter went back to the kitchen to ask the chef to prepare it." Fujiwara Hiroshi replied.

The three of them gasped, "This... won't it be very expensive to make so much? Why don't we talk to the waiter and tell him we don't need to order so much." Mao Li Ran said.

Fujiwara Hiroshi waved his hand, "Don't worry! Xiaolan, don't worry. With my wealth, even if I take you guys to eat like this every day, there will be no problem."

Maori Kogoro and the others finally realized that they had been alone with Fujiwara Hiroshi for so long that they had almost forgotten that Fujiwara Hiroshi was the head of the consortium! "What a damn rich man! This guy has done it again!" Conan complained in his heart.

"Brother Fujiwara, you are so amazing. You can speak Chinese so fluently. It seems that you have no communication problems with the waiter from China." Mao Li Ran exclaimed.

"Haha, I studied Chinese in Hawaii." Fujiwara Hiroshi said in a sarcastic tone.

"Learning Chinese in Hawaii?" Ran Maoli's eyes widened, unable to understand the connection between the two. Conan, however, remarked that it was possible to learn Chinese in Hawaii. Why didn't my dad take me there to learn Chinese as well? Neither of them realized Fujiwara Hiroshi was joking.

"By the way, Brother Fujiwara, your reasoning ability is pretty good. Would you like to consider coming to my detective agency so that we can solve those interesting cases together?" Kogoro Mouri suggested while drinking the big ice beer brought by the waiter.

"That's a good idea! Brother Mori, how about I invest in your detective agency and renovate it, so that it will be more convenient to take on cases!" Fujiwara Hiroshi was still thinking about how to make sure that Kogoro Mori's next cases would continue to involve him. The feeling of solving the case in the afternoon made Fujiwara Hiroshi feel very good. After such a long period of boredom, he suddenly felt a new change. Kogoro Mori took the initiative to mention it, and there was no reason for Fujiwara Hiroshi to disagree. By the way, he proposed to invest in and renovate the agency to make the Mori Detective Agency bigger and stronger.

"Sure, brother Fujiwara, with you joining us, we will be a strong alliance. There will be no case we can't solve. After you become a shareholder, let's think of a new name!" When Kogoro Mouri heard that Fujiwara Hiroshi did not refuse, he also became excited.