After enjoying the hug for a while, Guangyou let go of his hands and picked up the clothes that Xiao Ai took out before on the bed.

After spreading his eyes, Guangyou nodded with satisfaction, put on his clothes, tidied it up a little and smiled, "This clothes are also good."

"That's fine." Xiao Ai sat on the edge of the bed, looked at the effect behind her clothes, nodded, and said, "It looks pretty good."

While speaking, Xiao Ai took out another one and handed it to Guangyou, saying, "Try this one."

"good."

...

Five minutes later, Guangyou tried all the clothes that Xiao Ai bought for him.

He likes all these clothes very much. The styles are very suitable for his taste, they are very comfortable to wear and are very easy to use.

Perhaps this is also because of the similar styles. T-shirts, sweatshirts, and pants can be matched with each other, and they all look pretty and are not abrupt at all.

"I'll wash these clothes first." Xiao Ai picked up the clothes, looked at Guangyou, and said, "Or you'd rest in the room for a while."

"No more rest." Guangyou stood up, took out the bedding from the cabinet, and said to Xiao Ai, "I'll go and help you lay the bedding first."

"Okay." Xiao Ai nodded, hugged her clothes, and helped Guangyou open the door. After he passed by her, she closed the door and walked towards the bathroom.

...

Four-chome of Kuzuto Town.

With the efforts of firefighters, the flames that took Zhujiao Ryoko's life finally subsided.

"Mr. Police, please!" Hattori Heiji looked at the police guarding the door and asked, "Let me go to the fire scene to check it out!"

The police did not consider it and refused decisively: "This really doesn't work."

"Can that tell us where the fire is?" Conan asked.

The police refused so decisively: "No."

"What does it matter if you reveal some news?" Uncle Maori complained.

"Even Mr. Maori's request is only allowed to refuse." The police were embarrassed, and he naturally knew that the man in front of him was the famous detective Kogoro Mouri.

If he could, of course he wouldn't mind telling the detective the information he had collected at the moment, but as a policeman, he had to follow the rules.

"Sorry, Mr. Maori, we still have to do things according to the regulations." The police waved his hand and refused again.

While several people were still trying to continue to try clichés, a male voice suddenly came from behind.

"The fire scene is not your investigation business."

Hearing the sound, Uncle Maori turned his head and looked at it, and then his expression suddenly became a little complicated: "You are the fire dad in a lesson!"

"Maori, how can you call your former boss like that?" The man said in a plain tone with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Previous boss?" Hattori Heiji looked at Uncle Maori in confusion and asked, "Didn't your previous job investigate the current crime?"

"Let me introduce it first. He is the Chief Bow who is responsible for fire crime search in the Metropolitan Police Search Section 1." Uncle Maori explained later, "I have been under him for a while."

"You caused me a lot of hardship back then," said the police officer, "When a fire broke out, you decided that the arson case rushed to the scene, and made the evidence at the scene mess."

"..." Uncle Maori was a little embarrassed.

"I was warned by the firefighting unit several times because of this." Chief Bow did not give face to Uncle Maori at all, "I don't know if you still remember Maori."

"Didn't I run in with you at the beginning..." Uncle Maori twitched the corners of his mouth and complained in his heart.

"However, I'm sure the case was arson," said Chief Bow. "We also found the red horse statue at the fire scene."

"After investigation by the forensic department, the red horse statue was very consistent with the three unexpected conditions before."

Hattori Heiji and Conan, who had long seen the statue of the Red Horse statue, were not surprised, but Uncle Maori raised his doubts: "Mr. Gong Chang, could this be deliberately imitated and committed the crime after someone saw this technique in the media?"

"Stupid... There is no possibility." Chief Bow looked at Uncle Maori and said, "How can you make a similar horse just by looking at photos in the media?"

"Those red horses were made from the same mold. If they were not products sold on the market, they might be the suspect thought the red horses looked good, so they produced them themselves."

"Where is the fire point?"

Hearing this question, Chief Gong looked at Hattori Heiji, then looked at Uncle Maori and asked, "Who is this person? Maori, is he your assistant?"

"Forget it, let's do it..." Uncle Maori responded casually.

Without further investigation on this topic, the Chief Bow continued to introduce the current situation to several people: "The fire point was in a small room facing the right side of the house."

"Because there are signs of lamp oil falling on the floor, I think the arsonist probably poured the lamp oil into the outside of the open window and then set it on fire."

Hattori Heiji and Conan on the side nodded after hearing this.

"And I also found a lot of suspicious shoe prints left on the nearby ground on the window of the room in front." The Chief Bow seemed to be fully confident.

"Just investigate the shoe prints carefully, you should be able to catch the arsonist."

When talking about the shoe prints, Uncle Maori coughed lightly and explained to the Chief Bow Officer a little embarrassedly: "Actually, those shoe prints contain our shoe prints."

"What?"

The officer, who was still very sure in the last second, became uneasy and his tone rose a little, "Your shoe prints are also mixed in those shoe prints?"

"Sh..." Uncle Maori looked around and explained when he saw no one paying attention to them. "The reason we came here was because we received the commission from the deceased Ryoko Ryoko."

"She said there were suspicious people wandering around in the middle of the night, so let's come and investigate." Hattori Heiji took the conversation and continued to explain, "But the aunt told us that it was her neurotic and canceled the commission."

"Later we stayed at her door for a while." Uncle Maori didn't think too much and said truthfully, "A strange man who claimed to be a Feng Shui teacher came to find her."

"We had to run to the yard and observe the situation inside through the window, but we didn't expect to find something unusual."

"Oh?" Chief Bow asked, calming down, "Why is it unusual?"

"It's the man who seems to have an ambiguous relationship with Ms. Ryoko. He searched the room in a mess in order to find a videotape that proves the relationship between the two!" Uncle Maori's tone suddenly rose.

"Maori, why are you shouting so loudly? I can hear it clearly." The Chief Bow took a step back, looked at Uncle Maori, and complained, "From me, your behavior is even more unusual, right?"

"Eh?" Uncle Maori also reacted and was suddenly a little embarrassed.

"Okay, you need to say nothing." Chief Bow patted Uncle Maori's shoulder and said to the few people, "You guys will also leave shoe prints for the police later."

Hearing this, Uncle Maori swallowed a little, turned his head to look at the hands on his shoulders, and asked, "No, no, are we also suspects?"

As if he was looking at Uncle Maori who looked a little wrong, the Chief Bow explained speechlessly: "I said, Maori, I think I know that this is to distinguish your shoe prints and the arsonist's shoe prints, right?"

"Oh...so that's it." Uncle Maori coughed lightly, trying to relieve the embarrassment.

...
Chapter completed!