Zongman: This friendly communication system is too friendly

"Okay, okay, I'm so sorry." Director Ochiai nodded and said sorry with a bit of humility in his tone.

"It's okay." Uncle Maori waved his hand, turned around and was about to take Conan and Xiaolan in.

But at this moment, Conan looked at the bus of Wang Changsheng and pulled Xiaolan's hand: "Nene, Xiaolan, look, is that Wang...Changsheng brother?"

Conan noticed the bus from Tomoeda Elementary School when it was driving towards them.

When Wang Changsheng saw him with his sharp eyes, he also had sharp eyes... Although he didn't see Wang Changsheng sitting inside, he saw Zhishi leaning against the window.

Out of detective instinct...

In fact, he was looking at so many elementary school students in the bus. They should be the entire class of Zhishi and Wang Changsheng must be among them.

Well, it's not a simple inference.

Now Uncle Maori wants to take them into the art museum, and Conan must stop him.

"Huh? Really!" Xiaolan turned around and said in surprise after seeing Xiaoying and Wang Changsheng and the others getting out of the car, "I didn't expect to meet you here again, what a coincidence!"

"Huh?" Uncle Maori also looked over.

After seeing Wang Changsheng and the others, his eyes suddenly lit up.

"It turns out to be these kids. It looks like this is a club activity organized by their school. Let's go up and say hello!" Uncle Maori looked a little excited.

But it's not his fault.

Although Uncle Maori gave them his business card last time, Wang Changsheng threw it aside when he returned, but Zhishi asked his family to find Uncle Maori to do a few commissions.

In fact, his family members could accomplish it themselves, but Tomoyo also noticed that Wang Changsheng seemed to have different feelings towards Conan and Uncle Maori's family.

Even though Wang Changsheng's performance was not obvious, she still noticed it keenly.

That's why she helped Uncle Maori to improve his sales.

Perhaps this is a very important job for Uncle Maori.

After all, it's a lot of money.

But for Tomoyo, it was just a matter of making a phone call.

Anyway, anyone can do those unimportant things, and outsourcing them can actually reduce the energy and time of their bodyguards.

After Uncle Maori returned that time, he received several commissions from the Daidoji family at once. Moreover, they were not like the previous commissions of finding some weird cats and dogs, which were completely inconsistent with his identity as a private detective.

With sufficient compensation, Uncle Maori was completely convinced of his idea.

He believed that Wang Changsheng and the other two children were definitely people he needed to make great efforts to make friends with. By making friends with the three children, he could establish a good communication channel with the people behind them, thereby leveraging more connections and getting to know more powerful, wealthy and influential people.

He just took the trouble to take care of three children, but he got unexpected rewards. It was a sure win.

"That brat Conan is staying at my house. Although he's paid me some money... he should also pay some interest, right? Let him communicate with these three kids first and become their friends. Then, through him, I'll make friends with their parents and elders. By then, I'll be able to directly meet the heads of several major chaebols! Wouldn't my office be a place where all kinds of bigwigs would come from now on? Hahahaha! It's absolutely perfect! It's a plan worthy of me, Kogoro Mouri!"

Uncle Maori's mind was clacking with calculations, and a smug laugh even emerged from the bottom of his heart and showed directly on his face.

"Wa hahaha!"

"Dad, what are you laughing at?" Xiaolan looked at her father's sudden laughter, with a puzzled look on her face, but also with a sense of being accustomed to it. "Didn't you say you were going to say hello? Dad, stop laughing. Let's go over there quickly. They've already seen us."

Xiaolan pulled Conan and walked forward without paying any attention to Uncle Maori.

There's no way around it. This dad sometimes really makes me feel ashamed to be associated with him.

Shame!

But this is my dad again...

Xiaolan had no way to say anything, so she could only pull Conan away first.

Conan glanced at Uncle Maori, who was laughing so hard that his tongue was sticking out, and didn't know what he was thinking. The corner of his mouth twitched, and then he obediently let Xiaolan hold his hand and walked towards Wang Changsheng and the others.

"Hey! Wait for me!"

Uncle Maori came out of his reverie. Seeing that his daughter wanted to talk to the three wealthy children before him, he took the lead and ran forward, quickly surpassing Conan and Xiaolan.

"I didn't expect to meet you here, it's really fate." Uncle Maori walked in front of Wang Changsheng, Xiaoying and the others, and suddenly became very polite.

Wang Changsheng saw the three Death Gods in the car, so he pulled Sakura and Tomoyo to the end of the team just to wait for these three people.

As expected, and not contrary to Wang Changsheng's expectations, they were the first to come and say hello.

"Hello, Uncle Maori." Wang Changsheng, Zhishi and the other two nodded to Uncle Maori, and then looked at Xiaolan and Conan who followed steadily, "Hello, Sister Xiaolan."

After everyone greeted each other, Wang Changsheng lowered his head and squinted his eyes at Conan, who was a head shorter than him, with a faint smile on his lips.

"Hello, Conan-kun, or should I call you Edogawa-chan better?"

"Just call him Conan, there's no need to be so distant. He is not much older than you two, Changsheng, you can just treat Conan as your younger brother~" Before Conan could say anything, Xiaolan beside him made the decision for him.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Uncle Maori on the side looked at his daughter's great assist and nodded in agreement. Since he wanted to get to know the adults behind Wang Changsheng and the other two children, the relationship must be as close as possible, so why call him Edogawa? It would be best to just call him by his name.

"Haha, little brother, I will call you Conan from now on~" Wang Changsheng rubbed Nan's dog head with a smile, "Conan Conan."

[News]: Negative points from... Edogawa Conan +999

Are you calling me?

You're calling the dog!

Damn it!

"...Hello, Brother Wang Changsheng, are you a group from school visiting?" Conan tilted his head to avoid the hand that was secretly poking at his head, and then tilted his head back with a cute expression and asked innocently.

If you just look at his current appearance, no one would have thought that this guy is the nationally famous high school detective - Kudo Shinichi!

But Wang Changsheng, who was facing Conan, clearly saw the roll of his eyes just now.

Yo~

"Yes, our whole class is here." Wang Changsheng put his hand on Conan's head while speaking, "Conan, little brother, why are you hiding? I thought we were good friends. Don't you want me to pat your head?"

I want to smash your head off!!!

Who should I call little brother?

I'm not small at all when I grow up!

Of course it might be a little small now...

But it will always grow back bigger!

[News]: Negative points from Edogawa Conan +2888

"How could that be? Of course you are good friends!" Before Conan could continue to express his opinion, Uncle Maori took the lead in strangling Conan's right to speak in the cradle.

He waited for Wang Changsheng to withdraw his hand, then slapped Conan on the head. "This guy is just shy. He actually considers you guys as good friends. Last time he came home, he told me that you guys are very nice and good people. He hopes we can communicate more often in the future!"

Conan: "???"

When did I tell you that this person is very good?

Maybe those two girls are not bad people.

But this little brat named Wang Changsheng looks like a naughty guy who likes to play pranks!

Damn Uncle Maori...

Conan covered the back of his head, and aggrievedly grabbed Xiaolan's hand and shook it: "Sister Xiaolan~"

Stared at by Conan's big eyes, Xiaolan was melted by his extremely confusing look.

She took a step forward and glared at Uncle Maori: "Dad! Don't hit people casually! Conan is still growing. If you keep hitting him, he won't grow!"

Conan: "..."

You are right.

Conan hugged Xiaolan's thigh, looked up at his childhood sweetheart who stood up for him, and then looked down at himself.

...No, I need to grow!

"Student Wang Changsheng, do you know these three people?"

At this moment, the head teacher, after gathering the students, found that Wang Changsheng and a few others at the end of the team were having a pleasant conversation.

Out of concern for his students' safety, he stepped forward and asked in a gentle tone.

"Yes, yes, these kids are all very good friends." Seeing the head teacher, a man taller and stronger than himself, coming over, Uncle Maori nodded repeatedly, trying to get closer to him. However, the other party didn't even look at him. His seemingly calm eyes were only staring at Wang Changsheng, Xiaoying and the others.

This made Uncle Maori, who was standing nearby, feel a little embarrassed.

Conan hugged Xiaolan's thighs and hid behind her. He couldn't help laughing when he saw Uncle Maori making a fool of himself.

"You little bastard, wait and see how I'll deal with you when I get back!" Uncle Maori, who was standing aside with a smirk, glanced at Conan's mockery of him and glared back at him fiercely.

Conan was so scared that he shrank behind Xiaolan again.

This violent uncle...

Conan thinks that Xiaolan is so good at fighting now, and it definitely has some of Uncle Maori's genes.

Seeing that the homeroom teacher was staring at them, Wang Changsheng answered on behalf of Xiaoying and Zhishi: "Yes, teacher, this is Uncle Maori, this is Sister Xiaolan, and this is little brother Conan, who is an acquaintance of ours."

"Is that so? Okay, hello everyone." The handsome and tough male class teacher nodded after hearing this. He then glanced at the seemingly unfriendly uncle Maori and said hello casually out of courtesy. Then he turned around and continued to say to Wang Changsheng and the other two, "But we have to gather now. You can wait for Director Ochiai of the art museum to finish his explanation and continue to communicate when you are on your own."

"We understand, teacher." Wang Changsheng, Xiaoying and the other two nodded, and Zhishi responded very politely.

"Uncle Maori, Sister Xiaolan, and little brother Conan." After the teacher left, Wang Changsheng looked at the three of them and said, "Then we will go to the gathering first. You can go shopping on your own first."

If these three guys can discover the murderous intentions of the art gallery director while strolling around, then they can be considered as preventing a good person from falling into depravity.

Wang Changsheng's memory of the plot in the art museum was not very clear. He just remembered that someone seemed to want to buy the art museum and then do some things that were not very decent. Finally, under the pressure of the other party, Director Ochiai decided to kill someone.

"Okay, okay, you guys go gather and listen to the teacher first. I'll bring Conan and the others to sit with you and listen." Uncle Maori nodded.

"What? I don't want to listen to the story of explaining the history of the art museum to elementary school students." Conan curled his lips secretly.

When a group comes to an event like this, the curator, Ochiai, will definitely talk about some very simple and easy-to-understand topics that I have no interest in at all.

However, Xiaolan seemed to be quite interested. After all, it was nice to just listen to someone else's explanation of the art museum.

Seeing this, Conan shrugged and followed the few people.

In fact, he and Uncle Maori didn't want to come to the art museum exhibition today.

It's just that when Xiaolan invited them, she used a little bit of force.

This was enough to make Conan and Uncle Maori feel Xiaolan's sincerity, so they happily accepted the invitation.

Now Xiaolan wants to listen to the long speech of the director of the art museum. Although Conan and Uncle Maori don't want to go, they have to go...

Of course, after seeing Wang Changsheng and the other kids, although Uncle Maori had no interest in Director Ochiai's explanation, he felt that it would be a good thing if he could have more contact with Wang Changsheng and the others.

A group of people followed the team and walked into the hall of the art museum in a mighty manner.

"Ok?"

The moment he entered the art museum, Wang Changsheng's brows raised.

"This feeling is..."

Chapter 182 Is the head teacher so handsome? No wonder Li Jia...

"Okay, kids."

The center of the art museum looks a bit empty, but there are quite a few people standing there.

Wang Chaosheng, Xiaoying and their classmates gathered here. Director Ochiai, who was standing in the front, gave them a brief description of the history of the art museum and explained the origins of some of the more precious artworks.

Finally, he exchanged a glance with the homeroom teacher, Yoshiyuki Terada, and then, in a kind and gentle tone, explained to the children the activity tasks that he had communicated with the students' homeroom teachers in advance.

This time, Wang Changsheng and Xiaoying came out to take photos, so naturally, their homework was also related to painting.

After Director Ochiai finished his talk, Terada Yoshiyuki, the students’ homeroom teacher, once again clarified the core of the task and asked the students to find artworks and statues that interested them and to depict them.

"Everyone, please don't disturb other guests who come to the art exhibition. Please keep quiet. Also, remember to walk in groups. OK?" Terada Yoshiyuki looked at the group of little kids in his class with his resolute and handsome face, and there was a hint of instruction in his tone.

"Uh-huh!"

This time, no one responded to their class teacher in unison, but instead nodded silently.

Looking at these well-behaved, cute and sensible children, Director Ochiai felt as if a ray of warm and gentle sunshine was shining on him.

The children were very quiet, but their childish faces made my heart, which was originally shrouded in gloom and heavy, feel a little better.

"It's been a long time since it's been this lively..." Director Ochiai sighed in his heart.