Chapter 288

"Oh, if Uncle Suzuki hears this, he will be happy to death. Later, I will enter the market and tell Uncle Suzuki," Lin Feng joked.

"If you dare say, I'll say you flirt with me. If you don't believe it, try it." the garden immediately glared at Lin Feng and joked. If her father listened to it just now, she would arrange another blind date for her.

"Farewell!" Lin Feng closed himself in an instant.

However, jokes belong to jokes. Lin Feng and his acquaintances will certainly not be angry with each other. After all, it is normal to joke when they are so familiar. Especially for Lin Feng, who has few friends since childhood, it is very precious to have a few friends who can joke recklessly.

"In other words, this holiday is really lively. We have encountered too many cases. We don't know whether it's bad luck recently or for some reason." Xiaolan said helplessly.

"I also think you are a little more likely to encounter a case. If I say, you need to go to the temple or shrine. Maybe you have stuck something unclean." the garden said seriously.

"No, don't be kidding. Lin Feng would have told us if he met something unclean." Xiao Lan trembled.

"In fact, what I want to tell you is that Conan is a god of death. Cases will happen everywhere. Otherwise, if you think back, do you often encounter cases since Conan lived in your house?" Lin Feng said calmly.

"No, don't talk nonsense. It's all luck." Xiaolan waved her hand again and again.

"Is it luck? In fact, you go to play with the garden to see if there are any cases, and then play with Conan to see if there are any cases. You'll know immediately when you compare them." Lin Fengxi said.

"Well, it seems that it's true. Xiaolan, every time you go out with me, you don't encounter any cases, but as long as you take Conan, you will encounter cases. For example, zhijiazi was killed in the villa on the mountain, and they met Conan on the beach not long ago. As a result, they encountered cases again. Conan is really a plague God. "The garden said their memories seriously.

"But, but, how is this possible!" Xiaolan said awkwardly. After all, Conan has lived with him for so long and has never encountered such a thing.

"Well, in fact, Conan is still useful. At least he helped uncle Maori bring wealth and popularity," Lin Feng said.

Of course, the previous words were joking, but under the God mending knife of the garden, Xiaolan actually believed some.

Therefore, Lin Feng simply switches off the topic so that Xiaolan doesn't really believe it. Conan doesn't jump out and fight hard in the future.

The day passed quickly. Lin Feng suddenly found that going to school was also a very interesting thing, much more interesting than staying at home.

Then, when Xiao Lan got home, she told uncle Maori and Conan about what happened at school, including Lin Feng's saying that Conan was the God of death.

"If I say so, Lin Feng is right. This kid is really a plague God. He will bring cases wherever he goes, but he does bring me a lot of good luck." Uncle Maori said after taking a big sip of a can of beer.

"Dad, why do you even say that?" Xiao Lan said with her hips on her hips.

"Sister LAN, how can the Lun family be the God of death? If I were the God of death, a case would happen now, which can prove that I am the God of death. But, you see, nothing happened." Conan said with a black face.

Obviously, Conan was very angry about Lin Feng's slander. However, he thought there was not much Lin Feng at all, so he had to give up the idea of revenge. However, he decided not to let Lin Feng go.

"Jingling bell!" just then the phone of Maori office rang.

"Hello, Maori detective Office..." Uncle Maori answered the phone lazily.

"Officer mu, what, a homicide happened?" Uncle Maori was not well.

Conan just said that there was going to be a homicide. Who knows, officer Mu called immediately, which obviously cooperated with Conan. Therefore, uncle Maori's eyes at Conan became strange.

Of course, not only uncle Maori, but also Xiao Lan's eyes at Conan become strange. Is Conan really the God of death?

"As you have heard, there was a homicide just now, just over there in cuputo town. Officer Mu Mu just called to imagine me asking about the case. After all, I'm a detective." Uncle Maori said proudly.

"However, Conan, I think it's better for you to be honest at home today, and it's not a good thing for death to run around." Uncle Maori looked at Conan badly and said.

"I'm not death!" Conan jumped up and shouted.

"Hehe, as soon as you finished, there was a homicide, and you said it wasn't death?" Uncle Maori hammered Conan on his head.

"Xiao Lan, you stay at home and watch this kid. It's really troublesome for me to go to the police station." Uncle Maori said as he changed his clothes and went out.

"Sister Xiaolan, I'm really not the God of death," Conan said.

"Yes, you are not the God of death. Don't worry. Even if you are the God of death, I won't look down on you. After all, you are only a child." Xiao Lan squatted down and touched Conan's head.

At this moment, Conan was wronged like a 17-year-old child. LAN sauce, don't you love me anymore?

Half an hour later, Conan hid in the toilet and dialed a phone, which was naturally Lin Feng's.

"Conan, why do you call me so much? If there is no legitimate reason, be careful I'll beat you." Lin Feng said impolitely.

"Lin Feng, did you speak ill of me at school? Now Xiao Lan believes that I am the God of death. It's too much. I treat you as a friend, and you pit me like this." Conan complained.

"Sorry, sorry, I'm just kidding Xiaolan. I didn't expect that she took it seriously, but I can't blame it all. The main reason is that the mending knife of Yuanzi is too in place. You don't know. Yuanzi also listed several examples, all of which are examples of homicides that occurred in your presence. Therefore, she was hammered at once. There's no way." Lin Feng said with a smile.