Conan: The Man Behind the Romance

Chapter 124: The Intersection between Toru Amuro and the Mori Family
"Can't you just call and ask about this kind of thing?"

Hotaru took out his cell phone with his left hand and searched for the contact number of Amuro Detective Agency.

"Whether Mr. Amuro and Mr. Mori are heavy drinking buddies, so outrageous that they would drink during the day even when they were lying in the hospital with broken bones; or whether his motives are impure and it is a vicious competition between detectives, wouldn't it be clear if we just ask him?"

"Eh?"

Xiaolan muttered softly: "Suiyue-kun's style of work is indeed very efficient."

"Oh my, Xiaolan, you are really a bad kid." Yingsheng laughed: "It turns out that you don't care about Mr. Maori at all, and you just want to change the subject."

"No, I just... just..."

"You just didn't think about this for the moment. You just wanted to take care of Mr. Maori, right? That's only treating the symptoms, not the root cause."

“But I have to go there anyway.”

Xiaolan sighed: "Drunk dad needs someone to take care of him, otherwise something unexpected will happen."

Yingsheng retorted: "What's the big deal? It's not like I have to have you."

"I can't tell Mom about this. I'm not trying to protect Dad's image, but... I don't want Mom to worry about these bad things anymore. She has her own things to do. Playing with cats is better than visiting Dad."

"That's not what I meant. I meant, wouldn't it be enough to hire a nurse? And the psychiatrist Ms. Aida is over there too, she can help."

Seeing Xiaolan was stunned again, Yingsheng smiled and said:

"Money was created to make it easier to exchange resources. If we did everything ourselves, the world would probably still be in the Stone Age."

Xiaolan was a little confused for a moment. Is money so easy to use?
"Yes."

Yingsheng saw through her thoughts in a second and confirmed with a smile.

"..."

Xiaolan was speechless: "But money isn't everything."

"Suzuki-san said that it's okay, but Ran-chan, you're just saying that the grapes are sour because you can't eat them."

Hotaru found the phone number of Amuro Detective Agency and called it, but no one answered, so he kept calling.

"I know you don't mean that, you just don't know the power of money." Yingsheng smiled and said, "But you compare yourself with Suzuki-san, which is understandable. Just in terms of saving worry, effort and time, money is great."

Xiaolan said helplessly: "Yes, you don't have to rush home to cook for dad these days. I only get home at midnight."

"Forehead……"

Yingsheng tilted his head: "Do you think this is a good thing to say?"

Xiaolan snorted: "What do you think?"

The call to Amuro Detective Agency finally got through. The male voice on the other end spoke gently. After confirming that it was Amuro Toru himself, Hotaru got straight to the point:
"I'm the guardian of Maori Kogoro. Doctor Shirai said that you visited him this afternoon and got him drunk. Can I ask why?"

At a desk in a certain building, a handsome black-haired man with golden hair who was wiping his head with a towel was startled:
"I didn't force him to drink. I just paid him a courtesy visit and asked him some questions. At least before I left, he was conscious and clear-headed. Ms. Aida can vouch for me. I don't know what happened after that."

"Please wait a moment. I'll call to confirm."

Yingsheng looked at Xiaolan, and Xiaolan immediately called Miss Aida to ask about this matter and learned:
"Mr. Amuro did not drink with Mr. Mori, but he gave him a bottle of very good sake. Later, Mr. Mori was watching the horse racing on the TV in the ward and was so excited that he drank the whole bottle of sake."

"..."

"..."

"..." The three people who heard this were all silent. How unreliable is this guy Kogoro Mouri!

Yingsheng sighed: "Mr. Amuro, why did you think of sending wine? He is a patient."

Amuro Toru was helpless: "Before I went to the hospital to visit Mr. Maori, I asked about his preferences. Because of what happened in Ginza, I guessed that he might like drinking, so I catered to his preferences.

But to be honest, I didn't expect him to drink in the hospital, even though he promised me when he took it. "

"Mr. Maori's promise... Alas, it seems that its credibility is going to decline again." Hotaru shook his head: "I'm sorry, Mr. Amuro, we misunderstood you."

"Nothing, just don't blame me for giving you an inappropriate gift. After all, it was an inducement."

"You are a detective. If you want to get better intelligence, you must use this most direct method to get closer to Mr. Maori. Excuse me, why are you investigating him? Has he gotten into trouble again?"

"I'm sorry, but I can't reveal the client's request."

"Oh," Hotaru looked at the other phone, "Ms. Aida, did you hear that?"

"Mr. Amuro asked about some details about the case where Taro Harada set up a trap to harm Nami Yukimatsu." Masayo Aida said in Room 414, Building , Beika Central Hospital.

Yingsheng raised his eyebrows slightly: "Can you tell who the client is? What is the general demand?"

"According to what Mr. Amuro said, it seems that she was just a bored lady who was curious about the matter."

"I see..." Yingsheng smiled and said, "Mr. Amuro, you are really popular with women."

"..."

Amuro Toru was quite speechless about the way things were done here, and smiled politely: "Excuse me, is there anything else?"

"I want to ask you to investigate someone."

"please say."

"Since you know about Mr. Maori's affairs, you should understand that there is still a hidden danger for him. I want you to investigate Xue Song Nami and see if she will call the police because of this matter and whether Mr. Maori will go to jail."

Amuro Toru's eyes flickered: "I don't think this possibility is very high. Xuesong Nami now thinks that the police are very dark."

"She may also resort to the media to stir up trouble, or go to another place to call the police. Anyway, let's confirm it first. Please note that I have no inclinations. All you need to do is observe."

"I see. Then the initial cost is 50,000 yen."

"No problem, send me the card number and I'll transfer the money right away."

After hanging up the phone, Yingsheng asked again: "Ms. Aida, why did you allow Mr. Maori to watch the horse racing program?"

"I'm sorry, I'm just a psychological counselor, and Dr. Shirai said that a happy mood will help the patient recover, so I left after my dissuasion failed." Masayo Aida said calmly.

"I understand. Please hire a nurse to take care of Mr. Maori. It must be a strong man. Also, can I ask you to be a little more coercive with him? I don't want to see this happen again."

"Understood, Mr. Shuiyue."

After the conversation, Yingsheng turned his head and looked at Xiaolan:
"Fushae, are you going?"

Xiaolan put away her phone and sighed softly:
"I haven't figured it out yet, but now it's already."

"Don't underestimate yourself. Who knows what the future will be like?" Yingsheng propped himself up.
"Let's go."

"Ah."

(End of this chapter)