Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

Chapter 472: The Time Before Becoming a Maid

"Method? What do you mean?"

"That's it!" Xiao Guang frowned. "We looked out of the restaurant window and saw the master standing upside down with only his head sticking out."

"But before the curtains were opened, the shadow of the master reflected by the lightning was not upside down, but front-on."

"Besides, the master's body is as transparent as a ghost."

Hattori and Conan rushed to the window on one side: "I remember it was here, the window where I saw the master's head."

"Yes." Conan stood on tiptoe, pushed the door open, stood on the balcony, looked at the jar beside him, and smiled meaningfully: "This is really an incredible technique."

Baijiu leaned over to look inside the jar: "However, such a large project cannot be completed immediately after arriving at this house..."

Hattori half-turned his body and asked the old butler behind him: "Hey, do those four people just now come to this house very often?"

Hikaru recalled, "I remember when I was little, my mother would bring me here to see the master, and I would see everyone gathered together, and after I became a maid."

“This is the first time I’ve seen——————”

The old housekeeper interrupted her and said, "It has been about a year since we have gathered in this house. Everyone often calls to ask about the situation."

"How is the master's health recently? However, he rarely visits here in person."

Xiao Guang said with a worried look on his face: "At first I thought that since it was rare for everyone to get together, it might be because of someone, or some happy event."

"That's why I wanted to get together and celebrate."

"Celebrating... a happy event?"

"Because the old man bought a swimming pool and a toy airplane for children on the Internet. I thought he was going to give them to a baby who was about to be born."

"Before I became a maid, I often received gifts from the master, such as clothes."

Conan asked: "The airplane you are talking about, is it a toy that can spread its wings and fly away?"

"Yes!" The maid half bent over, with her hands on her knees. "That's exactly what it said on the receipt. I was still thinking about it."

"For a box of toys for children, this is a really big box."

"But when I asked about Mr. Xiaoshuai and Ms. Fu Po's wedding, they both smiled and said, no, no."

"Then Mr. Dazhuang came in with a very large bag. I was wondering if it was a gift."

"He said that the bag contained a camera and props for developing. Not long before you came to visit, I asked the Benedict Cumberbatch and his wife the same question."

"Ms. Xiao Jin said that Ms. Xiao Fen and Xiao Shuai have reconciled?"

"Have you asked Ms. Pinky, too?"

"Yes, yes. She came in after your visit, but she totally ignored me."

Baijiu smiled faintly: "Does the reconciliation mean that Mr. Xiaoshuai and Ms. Xiaofen were dating before?"

"Yes, but." The old housekeeper said slowly: "Ms. Xiaofen's enthusiastic proposal seemed to have put a lot of pressure on Mr. Xiaoshuai at the time."

"Before I knew it, Mr. Xiaoshuai and Ms. Xiaofen..."

"What about Mr. Da Zhuang and Ms. Xiao Jin?"

"You're talking about them." The old housekeeper shook his head: "They were once an engaged couple, after Miss Yoko died in that accident."

"Mr. Dazhuang fell into a serious depression, and their engagement broke down. Later, Ms. Xiaojin married Mr. Benedict Cumberbatch, who fell in love with her at first sight."

"So, it seems that Mr. Dazhuang has always been very fond of the master's fiancée, Miss Yangzi, who had an unfortunate accident."

"On the day of Miss Yoko's funeral, he cried even more violently than the master."

Xiao Guang added: "However, other maids also told me that you, the housekeeper, were crying that day too!"

"It is said that you, the housekeeper, used to have a good relationship with my mother."

"No... no such thing." The housekeeper hastily denied: "I think you must have remembered it wrongly."

Baijiu couldn't help but complain: "The situation is really complicated. How did the relationship become so messed up?"

"It seems like everyone has their own motives..."

"Hey! Mr. Dazhuang sent me a text message!" Xiaoguang took out his cell phone from his pocket and checked it: "He asked me to bring the wine to his room."

"That guy, does he know your cell phone number?"

"It's not just Mr. Da Zhuang, because before everyone came here, I sent a group message to everyone saying that everyone is welcome here."

"Why would you do this specifically?"

"Actually, it's because some time ago, Master gave me all the brothers and sisters' phone numbers. I think Master must have asked me to do it before everyone gathered."

"Give them a good greeting, that's why I sent the group message, and I also text with my master frequently."

"So," Baijiu asked, "You said before that the master wanted you to come to Nanman's room. Is that also..."

"Yes, it's text message, look." Xiaoguang handed the message sent by the master to them.

[After breakfast, don't tell anyone and come to Nanman's room by yourself. Remember not to let the butler find out.]

"I saw this text message after noon, and it was too late. I accidentally missed the appointment and didn't see the master."

Conan stared at Carmen's eyes and asked, "Then why didn't you notice the text message?"

Xiaoguang smiled shyly: "Because, I put my phone in the bathroom to charge it, and I forgot about it."

"Okay, Mr. Dazhuang sent me a text message to urge me, I have to go there quickly."

After saying that, Xiaoguang put away his phone and rushed to Dazhuang's room as fast as he could.

"From the words of the text message, I really can't tell that Miss Xiaoguang is disliked by the master." Baijiu looked at the old butler and said with ulterior motives.

The old butler remained silent, his lenses reflecting light as he silently watched Xiaoguang's back.

"No way... don't you all want to come and eat dumplings? Are you all asleep?"

"No." Xiao Guang signaled He Ye to speak more quietly: "I think everyone should still be awake now, but not in the mood to eat."

She was holding a bottle of wine and a glass and preparing to leave: "Anyway, it would be better for the three of you to go and rest quickly."

"Why is this happening?" Xiaolan complained, "We cooked it so deliciously."