Chapter 1223: The End of the Shooting Field

On Saturday, January 11th, at night, on location.

Nan Yunxiao surrendered to the police, and Mao Li proudly told the police his reasoning in front of the media.

Of course, Mao Li did not say that Nan Yunxiao was Yucheng Liuli's biological father. Nan Yunxiao took the initiative to say that the motive for the murder was the humiliation of Kazami Yoshiki.

And everyone saw this, and it confirmed Nan Yunxiao's motive for killing.

Taking advantage of the time before taking the record, Mao Li said to Lan: "Now you understand, I was just discussing with Liu Li, how to persuade Mr. Nan Xiaoyun to surrender, she was very sad, so she cried on my shoulder for a while, that's it."

"What's the matter with the lipstick?" Lan was still brooding.

"That's just Liuli's prank." Mao Li said angrily, and then said, "Okay, I'm going to make a record." After finishing speaking, he ran away.

"Damn it." Lan was very dissatisfied.

Yamazaki changed the topic, "Speaking of which, Uncle is really good this time." At the same time, he thought to himself, Uncle has performed exceptionally well.

"That's right, we don't know anything yet, so the uncle settled the matter." Mei Daizi laughed.

"You really deserve to be a detective." Sonoko praised.

"He must have smelled the smell of lighter oil on Mr. Nanyun's body when he was talking to Mr. Nanyun." Conan said with some regret. Sometimes it is inconvenient for him to be of this size. If I can smell it, I can definitely smell it. Solve it. ...

Later, Nan Yunxiao surrendered himself for murder and was sentenced to four years in prison.

Suzuki Ayako made an investment in Yucheng Liuli, and Yucheng Liuli used an adapted script to film an emotional drama, defrauding a lot of tears and selling well.

At the same time, due to the intervention of the Suzuki consortium, the Kazami family gave up their revenge against the Nagumo family. ...

January 12, Sunday, morning, location shooting, in the RV.

Looking at the news on his mobile phone, Mao Li laughed triumphantly when he thought that he had become very famous this time.

"Snapped!"

Lan slapped Maori's breakfast on the table, "Hurry up and eat, take us back to Tokyo."

Yuanzi chuckled softly at Mei Daizi and said, "Lan is going back to make a small report."

"It's a pity I can't see it." Mei Daizi whispered. ...

In the afternoon, Mihua Square.

Lan pulled Feiyingli out of the room to go shopping, pretending to casually mention that she saw Yucheng Liuli this time.

"Have you seen Ruri?" Fei Yingli asked with a smile, "How is it, is it more beautiful than what you saw on TV?"

"Yes." Lan said, then smiled, "By the way, I heard Miss Yucheng say that."

"What?" Fei Yingli looked at the things in the store and asked casually

"It's just that Mom and Dad had a big fight over whether to dip the sauce or soy sauce." Lan laughed.

"That matter." Fei Yingli said angrily, "That's because he always dipped the poached eggs in sauce when he ate them himself. Later, he felt ashamed when he saw me eat the same way, so he insisted on dipping them in soy sauce instead. I just quarreled with him."

Lan was a little happy, and her mother answered without thinking, obviously remembering this matter.

Fei Yingli continued: "This guy always does boring things."

Lan asked dissatisfied: "Then why did you get married?"

"It happened so long ago, I've forgotten it a long time ago." Fei Yingli avoided answering, and then changed the subject, "Speaking of which, which color gloves do you think is better on this cabinet?"

"Well," Lan looked at it, "I'll choose black."

"I see." Fei Yingli picked up the black glove, hesitated for a moment, put it back, and picked up a gray glove.

Lan's heart moved, "Mom, why did you take this?"

"I think the gray one looks better." Fei Yingli smiled, "The color of the animal will feel warmer.

"

"ha."

Lan thought of Maori saying, "Because a gray tablecloth looks warmer than a black coat", and couldn't help laughing for a moment of happiness. Mom and Dad really hit it off.

"Did I say something strange?" Fei Yingli was a little surprised.

"No more." Lan coquettishly hugged Fei Yingli's arm.

"What are you doing, you're such a weird kid." Fei Yingli said helplessly, and then asked, "Speaking of which, why did you call me out?"

"It's nothing, just shopping. I think it's the gray gloves. It just so happens that Dad's gloves are a little worn." Lan didn't plan to talk about the lipstick anymore.

"For him?" Fei Yingli hesitated and agreed.

"Great." Lan said with a happy smile. ...

Maori Detective Agency.

Looking at the gray gloves, Mao Li smiled and said, "Lan, you have a good eye."

"Mom bought this." Lan said with a smile.

"She bought it?" Maori changed his words, "I think the black one is better, that guy has really bad eyesight."

Conan sent a pair of big white eyes, how dare you say it.

"Dad." Lan was very dissatisfied, and then had an idea, "Since you don't like it, Dad, I'll return it, and give it to whoever Mom likes." She said as if to take it.

"Wait," Mao Li hurriedly protected him, "It was bought with money anyway, so let's just use it." He said and immediately put the gloves on his hands.

"Hmph!" Lan was happy but pretended to be angry, "I'm going to cook."...

Saturday, January 18, afternoon, Maori Detective Agency.

The TV broadcasted the news that Maori solved the blade murder case in Shizuoka County last time and persuaded the murderer Nan Yunxiao to surrender.

At the end of the show, he turned around and left in a chic manner. Mao Li couldn't help puffing up his feet proudly, "A man wins with his back, I'm so handsome."

Yamazaki and Ran rubbed their foreheads together. They have been watching this for a week.

Conan sighed secretly. The purpose of making his uncle a detective is to get information about the men in black, but he hasn't gained much from his uncle so far.

But now I finally know that apart from criminal activities, the underground organization is developing strange drugs and recruiting excellent computer programmers, but what exactly do they want to do?

At this time, the phone rang.

Lan answered the phone, "Hello, this is Maori Detective Agency."

It was a man on the phone, saying that he had a commission to ask Mao Li for help, looking for a programmer who made video games.

"Hey, if you want me, just say I'm not here," Maori said in a low voice, "There will be a rebroadcast of Yoko's TV series soon, and I must record it."

However, Lan agreed, "Yes, it doesn't matter what you say now, anyway, father has nothing to do today." He gave Maori a look and worked hard.

"Really." Mao Li dejectedly began to arrange his face and clothes. ...

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