Conan: My landlord is Fei Yingli
43 Detective games are not suitable for little ghosts

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Yamagami Akaiichi followed behind the two of them and glared at Jiang Yang with an unfriendly expression. However, he was not very bold. After threatening him last time, Yoko was already very disgusted with him. If he went a little overboard, their agency might very well lose Yoko, the money tree.

"Brat, the detective agency is not a place for children. What are you doing here?”

Jiang Yang squatted down and his big hand rudely ravaged the hair of the little ghost in the blue suit who was sizing him up with a strange gaze.

"Eh... I'm here to play with Sister Xiaolan. Uncle, you can't bully a child. Sister Xiaolan is very strong.”

Shinichi smiled widely. He had changed his name to Conan now, but why was he still acting strangely when he saw Jiang Yang?

"Then I'm really sorry. Your Big Sister Xiaolan is not my match at all. She was really short. Even if she was an elementary school student, she would be sitting in the front. It felt like she would only grow ten centimeters taller in ten years. Would she be half as tall as Xiaolan? Well, Lan inherited Sister Yingli's good genes, so she should be able to grow taller.”

Jiang Yang bluntly complained about the unlucky kid who had become Conan.

It seemed that things had changed. Xiaolan was taking care of him in the hospital that night. The next day, she went home early to rest because she was tired. She missed the opportunity to meet Conan, who had become smaller.

However, even though Jiang Yang's understanding of the future had changed slightly, Conan still got to know Xiaolan in the end. Through Dr. A'li's connection, it just didn't seem as familiar as it should have been.

Conan, who had been beaten up by Jiang Yang, wanted to use the tranquilizer gun disguised as a watch to give this bastard a shot.

He was as annoying as ever, even if he could write a good detective story. However, considering Jiang Yang's terrifying martial strength, Conan could only smile awkwardly. He would never court death again!

"If you want to see it, it's not impossible, but you have to be honest.”Jiang Yang gestured for Conan to follow behind him. He would not hold the hand of such a little brat.

After entering Mao Li Firm, Jiang Yang's nose twitched. Would the environment filled with alcohol and cigarettes make people comfortable?

Xiao Lan seemed to be used to all this. She bent over and took the trash bag, carefully cleaning up the trash in the office.

"I'm sorry, Sister Yoko. My father is your fan, and he's a fanatical uncle fan. Wait a minute. I feel that his current state is a little abnormal.”

After cleaning up, Xiaolan wiped the sweat off her forehead with her sleeve and smiled apologetically at Yoko.

Yoko, who was sitting on the sofa, smiled and said," It's alright, Xiaolan. I still have to thank you for introducing your father to me. Otherwise, it would be very troublesome to find a reliable private detective.”

How can it be so troublesome? Give me a few more days, and that fish will take the bait sooner or later. Why would I look for a mustached uncle?

Not long after, the mustached uncle, Maori Kogoro, appeared in everyone's line of sight with a flower in his mouth.

"Daddy!"

Xiaolan was obviously very dissatisfied with Maori Kogoro who dressed her up like this, especially when Jiang Yang was present.

Looking at Jiang Yang, then looking at the flamboyant Maori Kogoro, Xiaolan seemed to understand why Fei Yingli would make such a resolute choice in the end.

Next was the introduction of the commission. After hearing it, Maori Kogoro, as a fan of the uncle, patted his chest and agreed directly.

"Kid, detective games aren't fun. Hurry up and bring your companions home to play games. I don't like to stay with you little brats.”

Before leaving for Yoko's apartment, Jiang Yang deliberately pulled Conan out of the car.

What kind of joke was this? Including Conan, there would be six people in a car. Why was this little brat sitting on Xiaolan's lap?

Haha!

Using a child's appearance to do something vulgar. As Yingli's good friend and good neighbor, how could he let such a vulgar brat take advantage of Xiaolan? After all, Xiaolan was Yingli's daughter.

"Let me go! Let me go!"

Conan, who was picked up by Jiang Yang with one hand, kept flailing in the air. If he didn't follow him, could he really expect that stupid uncle, Maori Kogoro, to really solve the case?

Obviously, the conceited Conan had completely regarded himself as the savior of the Japanese police. He felt that even if it was a small detective case, he still needed to solve it.

"Dong! Thump! Dong!"

Jiang Yang knocked on the trunk of the car.

"Student Conan!"

Ayumi climbed out of the trunk with Genta and Kazuhiko and ran to Conan's side in fear.

"So, little brat, hurry home and do your homework. Do you want to go to a friend's house to play games? Don't delay the adults 'work.”

Jiang Yang closed the car door impolitely.

"Is it okay to just leave them like this?”Lan asked worriedly.

Jiang Yang spread his hands." Primary school students go to and from school by themselves. This place is very close to where they live, and the security is very good. There wouldn't be any big problems if they went home together. By the way, who is that little brat?"

" A distant relative of a professor's friend's family. He looks a little like Shinichi when he was young. He wants to go home with me to play detective games. The professor is Shinichi's friend.”Lan said helplessly.

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