Vol 20 Chapter 229: Fragments all over the floor

"Speaking of it."

Kikuemon said: "The only child who was going to inherit my mantle was to fall in love with her unique ability, so I have already decided that after a hundred years, she will decide who the name Kikuemon will come from. inherit."

Kogoro Mouri nodded without understanding, Arita Yoshihiko said at this moment: "But the standards are too strict these days."

Seto Ryuichi smiled bitterly and said, "You are much better than me, like I only passed two works before this month."

Kaoru Otani threw the last firewood into the stove, stood up, and laughed at himself: "As for me in the past three months, none of them passed, I think I probably have no hope."

Kikuemon sighed softly, squatting in front of the pile of black fragments, and whispered: "All the confusion in my heart will appear on the pottery."

He picked up a piece of debris in his hand, "If you make pottery with this kind of mood, what I want to burn must feel awkward."

He looked at Otani Kaoru with a kind smile on his face, "Heart is like a mirror to stop water. If you can be open-minded when doing pottery, you can definitely..."

Before the words were finished, the screams of the woman came out in vain. Everyone was shocked. Yoshihiko Arita said, "It seems to be the voice of Mrs. Tsuchiya from the warehouse."

"Could it be..." Kikuemon's voice was hoarse, and he hurried to the warehouse, followed by the others.

In the warehouse next to the fire cellar, Ms. Tsuchiya sat down on the ground, staring at the broken pottery pieces next to him in horror.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Kikuemon was stunned, showing an almost desperate expression.

"Feng Shui..."

"How could this happen." The students walked into the warehouse cautiously.

Ms. Tsuchiya sat on the ground and said with a trembling voice, "Dad, please forgive me. When I was about to climb up the ladder, it suddenly fell."

Kikuemon's face was pale and his expression dull, Tsuchiya Mashiko was even more alarmed, "So... is this true?"

The students didn't dare to speak at all. The Feng Shui Hao was Kikuemon's proud work, and it has now become a pile of scrap iron.

After a while, Kikuemon sighed and slowly said, "Needless to say, all tangible things will be ruined one day, and Feng Shui has just returned to the land now."

With a natural look, without a word of blame, he turned around and said to a few students: "Here, I'll leave it to you guys. Masako, you should hurry up and prepare something to entertain Mr. Mori and the others."

"Yes..." Tsuchiya Masako sighed in relief and quickly stood up.

Kikuemon said, "I suddenly feel a little tired. Don't wake me up before dinner."

No one dared to say more. After watching him leave, they began to clean up the debris of Feng Shui on the ground.

Seto Takaichi squatted on the ground and picked up the fragments one by one, and gently put them into the iron bucket. Arita Yoshihiko said: "Otani, Master's works are broken every time, and you are really cursed."

Otani Kaoru quickly said, "I'm not like this."

Kogoro Mouri brought the broom, "I think I'll clean it up for you, too." After all, he took the tens of millions of yuan worth of others, and I always feel sorry to do nothing.

auzw.com Seto Takashi waved his hand and said with a smile: "No, let me clean up here, Mr. Mori, please go to the living room first."

Mouri Kogoro no longer insisted, so he said, "That's good."

Xie Chen suddenly saw a small black transparent ball on the ground. He walked over and picked it up, sandwiching his fingers between his fingers and muttered, "Is it marbles..."

After Ryuichi Seto collected the pieces, he took Moori Kogoro and the others for a brief tour of the yard. In the evening, everyone gathered in the living room. The barbecue prepared by Msoko Tsuchiya, and Kikuemon also brought out the fine wine he collected.

I thought Ms. Tsuchiya would be depressed, but he was so drunk that he tapped the bowl with his chopsticks and sang.

"These wines are not enough at all. Go get some more." She seemed to be able to drink more than Moori Kogoro, Moori Kogoro was a little dumbfounded, and the others seemed to be used to it and didn't care.

Kogoro Mouri hurried to Seto Ryuichi and asked in a low voice, "If she drinks too much, she will go crazy, right?"

Seto Ryuichi said, "Yes, as soon as I drink alcohol, my whole person changes."

The others also smiled and nodded, seeming to like Ms. Tsuchiya's appearance. Suddenly, Mo Lilan said, "But I don't think this is so good. We can't collect such expensive things."

Ms. Tsuchiya said with a grin: "Don't be polite. Anyway, my father's body hasn't survived for a few years now. There is simply no way to have too many works. Dad, say yes."

"Mrs. Tsuchiya." Otani Kaoru quickly motioned her not to go on.

Kikuemon patted Otani Kaoru on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Forget it, my age is indeed too old, and the number of good works I can make in a year is only two or three. "

"That's right." Kogoro Mouri rubbed his chin and said, "I remember the work published by the master last year seems to be called wrong ten."

Before Kikuemon could answer, Ms. Tsuchiya put his hands on his shoulders and said with a smile: "Let's stop talking about this. Let's listen to more about your case."

"That's right." Mouri Kogoro immediately agreed to transform into the protagonist.

Kikuemon straightened up quickly, looked at Mouri Kogoro expectantly, and said pretentiously: "I want to know the case of Tsukage Island, you can talk about it first."

At this moment, he seems to have forgotten that Feng Shui was broken.

Tsuchiya Masuko said, "I want to hear about the case of Wu Tengu."

The feeling of being surrounded by everyone, especially a national treasure-level master, made Mouri Kogoro very comfortable.

"Then I will talk about the murder that happened in my last classmate meeting."

Arita Yoshihiko smiled and said, "I just said this."

"Really." Maori Kogoro scratched his head, drunk too much, and didn't remember at all.

Seto Ryuichi said, "You have also talked about the museum case and the magician case."

"Then I..." Mouri Kogoro thought about it carefully. After thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't think of any other case.

Xie Chen smiled helplessly. It's no wonder that the only people Mouri Kogoro solved the case soberly were those few times. ..

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