Chapter 925

At the Mouri Detective Agency, Uncle Mouri looked at the young man and woman in front of him and couldn't help but feel a headache.

"Detective Mouri?" Shogo Somai hesitated to wake up the dazed uncle, "What do you think?"

"Oh," the uncle said while drinking the coffee Ran made, continuing to flip through the proposal book nonchalantly, "Kogoro Mouri's 24-hour complete contact... The program is a good program, but do you have to follow me 24 hours a day?"

"Don't worry," seeing that there seemed to be a chance, Shogo Somai hurriedly said, "If you don't want the camera to film, you can let us remove it, and we will also let you check it once before broadcasting. We can cut out the NG parts."

"But..."

The uncle's face was bitter, and just as he was about to say something, Conan and Ran, who were watching the show on the side, discussed: "But there haven't been any requests lately, right, Sister Ran?"

"Yeah," Ran agreed, ignoring her uncle's face, "Drinking beer and listening to horse racing broadcasts in broad daylight, and playing mahjong all night. If you interview him closely, it will be hard to handle."

"No, no work?"

"Where would that be? It's just a coincidence now."

Everyone's eyes were focused on Uncle Mouri, forcing the uncle to sweat profusely. In his embarrassment, the uncle hurriedly laughed and glared at Conan and the others.

"Um," Shogo Somai interrupted, "Detective Mouri, I don't know if you've seen it, but Miss Yoko will also participate in this program..."

Maiko Kuju was startled when she heard this and hurriedly glanced at Shogo Somai.

Shogo Somai didn't react.

"Re, really?" Uncle Mouri widened his eyes, "Miss Yoko is also there?"

"Yes, you can see her at the program meeting."

"I agree!"

Without waiting for Shogo Somai to finish, the uncle stood up with a swoosh, overjoyed, and hurriedly seized the opportunity.

Downstairs, in the car.

Maiko Kuju asked Shogo Somai: "What are you talking about? We didn't invite Miss Yoko Okino at all!"

"It doesn't matter, I've already thought about it," Shogo Somai said, "I will invite Miss Yoko Okino to participate in the program in Lord Akaso's name. I think Lord Akaso is so busy that he won't pay attention to the company often."

"Deceiving Lord Akaso, I'm afraid that won't work," Maiko Kuju was a bit worried.

"Our filming is fast. We only need Yoko Okino to show up for an hour or two, have a meal with Detective Mouri, and chat. In short, everything is possible."

Shogo Somai said excitedly, "With Detective Mouri and Miss Yoko Okino, this program will definitely have high ratings."

"But," Maiko Kuju asked, "What about Miss Yoko Okino's appearance fee?"

"Of course, it's installment payment. Miss Yoko Okino should be able to understand our difficulties," Shogo Somai pointed to the billboard on the street, "If it really doesn't work, I'll go there."

"You can't do that."

Maiko Kuju was startled, because that was a loan billboard for a financial company. Maiko Kuju meant to go borrow high-interest debt to turn things around.

"It's okay, just pay it back within a month. There's plenty of time. I believe that these two celebrities, Detective Mouri and Miss Yoko Okino, can bring high ratings to our program."

Shogo Somai said it easily, but his tone was still heavy.

He had been hiding some things from Maiko Kuju; in fact, he had long borrowed high-interest debt.

In the room, Akaso Kaze frowned slightly.

Actually using the Onmyoji's name—he's really bold.

The corners of his mouth curled up, and he gave a cold smile.

The next day, at the program production company, Shogo Somai said to Maiko Kuju: "Mr. Nakame wants you to go to his apartment at five o'clock."

Maiko Kuju frowned and asked: "According to the schedule, isn't it a meeting with Detective Mouri at the apartment at six o'clock in the evening?"

Shogo Somai didn't dare to look into Maiko Kuju's eyes and said: "Maybe there's something to prepare by going early."

Maiko Kuju nodded.

Shogo Somai returned to his office, dialed a phone number, and said: "I've done as you said. Can my program go on? I've bet all my family assets, and I even borrowed high-interest debt."

Nakame Raice on the other side laughed strangely: "Don't worry, as long as I'm satisfied, I will let your program go on."

Outside the door, Maiko Kuju covered her mouth, and tears couldn't stop flowing.

After five o'clock in the evening, dark clouds gathered, and it suddenly started to rain heavily.

Nakame Raice's apartment building.

As soon as Maiko Kuju got into the elevator, Nakame Raice excitedly started talking through the doorbell system.

"Ah, Miss Kuju, you're here."

"Yes."

"Did you come alone? The wind and rain are so heavy, you've had a hard time on the road."

"It's okay."

"Miss Kuju, what would you like to drink? I'll prepare it for you right away. I have..."

"Coffee, any coffee will do."

"Miss Kuju, do you like desserts? Ladies should like them, right? I went to Ginza before and bought the most popular cheesecake now. Do you like it?"

"Whatever, I'm here."

"Ah? Ah, I'll open the door right away."