Conan: Life between Green Plum and Skyfall

"Dad! What were you doing last night?!"

The next day, when Maori returned to his room drunk, he was startled by a somewhat resentful voice behind him.

"Xiao, Xiaolan!"

Turning back, looking at his daughter standing at the corner, and Conan beside her, Maori patted his chest, took a long breath, and said in a daze:

"I was dragged out for a drink by that director!"

Maori shook the wine glass in his hand:

"You know what, the wine in this hotel is really good, burp~"

As he spoke, Maori even burped.

"father!"

Xiaolan was so angry! As expected, Dad can't be allowed to drink! Once he lets go of this loophole, he can't control himself!

Conan also looked at Maori with pity:

"Uncle Maori, you can go with peace of mind! Although I was able to enjoy the benefits last night because of your help, I can't save you. I really can't save you!"

However, when Conan saw Xiaolan's clenched fist, he still carefully reminded her:

"Sister Xiaolan, be careful when you do this. This is a high-end hotel, and breaking things will be very expensive! Besides, if you knock Uncle Maori unconscious, no one will pay for our shopping today!"

"Don't worry, I will be very careful!"

Xiaolan looked at her father and clenched her fists.

"No! Wait!"

Seeing Xiaolan's actions, Mao Li was sobered up immediately. He was not ready to compete with the telephone poles and security doors in heaven to see who was tougher.

"Okay, but as punishment, Daddy has to go out with us obediently~"

Seeing that Maoli had sobered up, Xiaolan let go of his hand and said with a smile. She just wanted to scare Maoli and had no intention of really fighting. After all, this was not her home. If something was broken, she might not be able to afford the compensation.

Maoli wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. Why hadn't Xiaolan been so lenient with him before? Why was it that even when he was hungover, she would just complain a few words at most? When did his little cotton-padded jacket become like this?

"Wait, didn't we say we'd go to the festival tonight? Why are we going out now? I want to sleep!"

Seeing Xiaolan dragging him out, Mao Li finally realized that he had just returned! He wanted to sleep!

"do not want!"

Xiaolan pulled Maori's arm:

"It's Dad's fault for not letting him sleep at night! As punishment, Dad must take us out shopping! I'm going to buy Conan some new clothes!"

"Huh? This brat, doesn't he have a lot of clothes? Even though they look exactly the same!"

Maori said reluctantly. He would rather Xiaolan and Conan buy more food at the festival than buy clothes! After all, how much does food cost?

“That’s why!”

Xiaolan put her hands on her hips and said confidently:

"It's okay if Shinichi does this, but how can Conan do this too! No girl will like him if he continues like this! I must help Conan correct this problem!"

Maori yawned:

"Ha~ No one likes that guy? You must be joking. Don't you just like..."

"Dad! Are you going to leave or not?"

Before Maori could finish speaking, Xiaolan interrupted him with a blushing face.

"If you don't leave, I will never allow you to smoke or drink again!"

"No, no, no! Let's go, why not just leave!"

Mao Li admitted defeat. He shouldn't have let Xiaolan learn karate! Now he can't beat her!

......

Time flies by, Maori is covered with a bunch of shopping bags, his eyes are full of emptiness. And Conan is the same, although he is not treated as a coolie like Maori, but he is tired!

During this day, Xiaolan treated him like a doll and made him try on almost all kinds of clothes.

Not only that, Xiaolan even chose a dress for him to try on! In the end, it was only with his strenuous resistance that he was able to preserve his lifelong reputation.

"Well, it's getting late, let's go back and put these things down before we go to the festival and have a look around!"

Looking at the setting sun, Xiaolan thought for a moment and said, "Today is the most important day of the festival. We can't miss it no matter what!"

"Huh, okay, fine! But you guys can just go ahead and leave me alone in the hotel!"

Mao Li panted. He was really almost exhausted! After not sleeping all night and drinking a lot of wine, he felt that if he was given a bed, he would fall asleep instantly!

"no!"

Xiaolan said righteously:

"How can we not go to a large-scale festival like this?! Besides, didn't you just promise Conan and me yesterday that we can buy whatever we want today? If you don't go, no one will pay!"

"what?"

Maori looked at the bags full of things on his body:

"Isn't this enough?!"

"Of course!"

Xiaolan thought about it:

"Here are the new clothes I bought for Conan and you, Dad, souvenirs for Sonoko, and some gifts for Mom! Oh, and there's also a gift Conan gave me, I love it."

Listening to Xiaolan telling her about what she bought as if she knew everything about it, Kogoro Mouri fell silent.

"Hey, forget it, let's go!"

Maori's voice interrupted Xiaolan who was still thinking.

"?"

Xiaolan was stunned.

"Didn't you say that? Let's go to the festival! Let's go to the festival! Just tell me what you want to buy. Dad, I still have this little money!"

Maori glanced at Conan and thought to himself that he couldn't even compare to a child! He hadn't even thought of buying a gift for his daughter.

"As expected, drinking too much will cause trouble! Try to drink less next time!"

Maori sighed inwardly.

......

In the evening, Maori took Xiaolan and Conan to spend a pleasant night at the festival.

Although his wallet was bleeding heavily, looking at Xiaolan's smiling face, Maori suddenly felt that the loss of money didn't seem so difficult to accept?

As for the case tonight...

That unlucky guy named Nobuichi Sasai should never, ever, choose Mori and his group as witnesses to prove his alibi.

Ever since that guy suddenly rushed out and disturbed Xiaolan's good mood, he has been targeted by Uncle Maori.

Although this stupid criminal has brains, he is unexpectedly brainless and there are too many disharmonious things about him. After Inspector Yokomizo appeared and explained the case, Maori locked on him as the criminal without Conan's prompting.

As for his so-called alibi? Despite his best efforts, who would wear a coat when they're feeling hot? Couldn't he just take it off and hold it in his hand?

Add to that the huge loophole in his alibi itself. If it were a case of Mihua, there wouldn't be any need for Mao Li to step in. With those people in the forensic department who won't let go of even a hair, the so-called alibi is a joke!

In short, the unlucky guy was handcuffed with a confused look on his face under Mori's barrage of questioning and was taken back by Yokomizo.

Well, apart from this unexpected incident, the whole evening was pleasant, except for Maori's wallet.