Conan wants to lie down but won't let him

"Uncle, are you trying to say the idiom 'extreme joy leads to sorrow'?" Conan saw that Kogoro Mouri couldn't think of the idiom after trying for a long time, so he couldn't help but help.

"Yes, yes, it's the idiom that says excessive joy leads to sorrow. The words were on the tip of my tongue, but I couldn't react." Kogoro Mouri saw someone helping him pass the steps, so he went down.

"You clearly forgot, but you talk as if you really know it." Conan muttered to himself.

Feeling proud, young man! You used to keep your thoughts to yourself, but now you dare to speak your mind so bluntly?

"Bang!" Living up to everyone's expectations, Conan once again received a blow from Mouri Kogoro's iron fist. With one punch every day, his alertness is maximized!

"It hurts, it hurts!" Conan held his big head, squatted down, and kept rubbing it. This time he was beaten really hard and knocked Conan down.

"Dad, why are you always like this!" Xiaolan quickly came to Conan, comforted Conan, and complained to Mouri Kogoro.

"Humph! I don't need a little brat like you to remind me. What's more, he just happened to get an idiom right once, and he actually dared to show off in front of me. How can I not teach him a lesson!"

Kogoro Mouri certainly could not tolerate Conan being so presumptuous in front of him.

"Well, this is what we call professionalism!" Fujiwara Hiroshi commented as he watched them from the side.

"Brother Fujiwara, why are you following my dad's lead in making trouble? If you don't persuade him, I think he's almost addicted to beating Conan!" Seeing that Kogoro Mouri's approach was blocked, Xiaolan turned to Fujiwara Hiroshi for help.

"Xiaolan, you've probably asked the wrong person for help! Fujiwara Hiroshi is a ruthless and cruel man. He's beaten me as many times as your father!

However, this style is still very Fujiwara Hiroshi, often saying some incomprehensible words, making some incomprehensible remarks, and pretending to be cool over there! "

Conan's eyes twitched as he saw that Xiaolan was actually seeking help from Fujiwara Hiroshi. She was really desperate and was trying anything to help her.

"I mean, even though Maori couldn't pronounce the idiom, he made the meaning very clear. He even performed with Conan what "extreme joy leads to sorrow" means.

Personally, I think this performance is very accurate. Just look at Conan, who was still laughing at himself for being able to say the idiom "extreme joy leads to sorrow" a second ago.

The next second, he was beaten up by Brother Maori. What do you think? Doesn’t it fit the idiom "extreme joy leads to sorrow" very well? Moreover, the performance was also very good, which immediately brought the idiom to life.

That's why I said Maori-san is professional, there's no problem at all!" Fujiwara Hiroshi explained seriously.

After hearing this, Kogoro Mouri and Ran both blinked their eyes. They couldn't expect there would be such an explanation. Kogoro Mouri thought to himself that he didn't think that much.

He simply wanted to vent his anger. He couldn't tolerate Conan's arrogant and successful behavior, but he changed the subject.

"Brother Fujiwara, you really understand me!" After saying that, Kogoro Mori touched the back of his head and laughed wildly with his tongue sticking out.

"Baga! What a stupid uncle, he's such a foodie and loves to be flattered. I really don't understand why Fujiwara Hiroshi always has to flatter Uncle Mori.

Also, this is clearly a sad story about my injury, but how could it be twisted and distorted like this? Is it really because he has a mouth and can only say a few more words if he wants to?

Conan's eyes twitched and he could only curse in his heart. He was so happy that he ended up in tragedy. Naturally, he didn't dare to speak again, for fear of a second blow.

"Oh... so this is what it means when happiness turns to sorrow! Brother Fujiwara is amazing, he knows so much!"

Xiaolan originally did not have a deep understanding of this type of idioms, but after Fujiwara Hiroshi's explanation, she felt as if she had suddenly understood.

"Ran, wake up, don't be fooled by this guy Fujiwara Hiroshi!" Conan immediately imagined himself shaking Ran's body frantically in his mind, trying to wake her up and not be fooled by Fujiwara Hiroshi.

"That's right, you can just remember it as: Conan is so happy to help Maori brother with the idiom, but then he uses his big head to hit Maori brother's iron fist, and he also has a sad expression on his face.

How's that? Did you find it easy to remember the idiom "Excessive joy leads to sorrow" this way? " Fujiwara Hiroshi looked at Conan's expression, which looked like he had eaten shit, and decided to tease him further.

"Soga!" Xiaolan said thoughtfully, "Then, Brother Fujiwara, I just happened to come across another idiom a while ago. I don't quite understand the meaning and can't remember it. Can you help me remember it quickly?"

"No problem, what idiom do you want to know the meaning of?"

"There's an idiom called 'crying with joy', but I don't quite understand what it means."

"That's simple. Crying tears of joy means that you, Xiaolan, like that arrogant boy Kudo Shinichi to the extreme, and when brother Maori found out, he secretly cried in his bed."

Fujiwara Hiroshi began to talk nonsense seriously.

"Hey, hey, hey, is this how this idiom is explained? This is not a bus to the kindergarten, I want to get off!!!" Conan felt that his Xiaolan was about to be fooled by Fujiwara Hiroshi.

"Hmph, that damn kid from the Kudo family, don't let me catch him!" Kogoro Mouri rolled up his sleeves, looking as if he would beat Kudo Shinichi to pieces if he were in front of him.

"Why are you so excited? What does this have to do with you? Lao Deng, next time when I resume my identity as Kudo Shinichi, I will pick up Xiaolan downstairs from your house. Remember to take good care of my will-o'-the-wisp."

Conan's heart is almost twisted and deformed by the stimulation of Fujiwara Hiroshi. He is obviously a good and sunny young man, but he is gradually showing a tendency to twist into a yellow-haired person.

"I say, can you guys stop here? We're discussing a serious topic, and you're diverting the conversation to this extent. Is that really appropriate?"

Inspector Megure, who had been quietly listening on the other end of the phone for a long time, finally couldn't stand it anymore and roared loudly into the phone.

Wow, this voice is so penetrating, and Inspector Megure has been accumulating anger before.

At this moment, he completely exploded. His head and body expanded several times in size, as if he was performing the Lion's Roar Technique, scaring everyone in the detective agency.

"Hmm! Anyway, don't interrupt me. Let Brother Fujiwara tell me the details of tomorrow's arrangements." After roaring, Inspector Megure returned to normal, his body size returned to normal, he calmed down and entered the sage time.

At this time, he spoke softly, as if the person who had just roared was someone else. The speed of this change was so fast that Takagi on the side exclaimed 666.