[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-one-piece-dungeon-shop-scamming-garp-reward-eigh":3,"chapter-one-piece-dungeon-shop-scamming-garp-reward-eigh-one-piece-dungeon-shop-scamming-garp-reward-eigh-chapter-200":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","One Piece: Dungeon Shop. Scamming Garp, Reward: Eight-Tails Jinchuriki",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},951158,1244,"Chapter 200: Enemies on a Narrow Road - Restaurant Encounter","one-piece-dungeon-shop-scamming-garp-reward-eigh-chapter-200",200,"\u003Cp>Want to read ahead? Join my Patreon for just $7 to get early access to all advance Chapters!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>> Patreon.com\u002FNegativeTranslations\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>───────────────────────────\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chapter 200: Enemies on a Narrow Road - Restaurant Encounter\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soothing violin music flowed through the restaurant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake cut a small piece of foie gras and put it in his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dense texture melted on the tip of his tongue, accompanied by the aroma of fat; it was indeed a rare delicacy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Opposite him, Kisaki Eri raised her wrist again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had looked at that exquisite ladies’ watch no less than five times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Twenty minutes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kisaki Eri put down her hand, tapping her fingertips lightly on the table, the irritability between her brows almost unconcealable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That man named Otsuka said he was going to the restroom, but this was taking too long.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even with an upset stomach, he wouldn’t have fallen into the toilet, right?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake dabbed the corner of his mouth with a napkin, his gaze passing through the French window to the opposite side of the street.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There, a good show was being staged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three familiar figures were standing on the sidewalk, seemingly arguing about something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An uncle with a small mustache was clutching a street lamp post and refusing to let go, a look of resistance on his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Next to him was a girl wearing a Teitan High School uniform, the iconic \"horn\" on her head exceptionally conspicuous in the sunlight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And there was a big-headed boy wearing glasses, holding his head with both hands, looking helplessly at the two adults pulling and tugging.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Here they come.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake picked up his orange juice, watching this scene with interest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Beika Town Reaper Trio.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As long as these three gathered together, there was bound to be a homicide within a five-hundred-meter radius.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the iron law of the Conan World, more stable than Newton’s law of universal gravitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside the glass window.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mori Kogoro hugged the lamp post tightly, the flesh on his face exerting force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Not going! Absolutely not going!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This kind of high-class restaurant that looks like it charges service fees—going in means getting ripped off!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ran, listen to Dad, that ramen shop ahead is not bad, and they give free fried dumplings!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mori Ran tugged at her father’s arm, a vein popping on her forehead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Dad!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You clearly promised that since you got the commission fee today, you’d treat Conan and me to a good meal!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Besides, I checked the guide for this shop; the lunch set is very cost-effective!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mori Kogoro shook his head like a rattle drum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That’s a lie! It’s all a trap by capitalists!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I still have to save money to buy next week’s horse racing tickets... Ouch!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he finished speaking, Mori Ran suddenly exerted force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The attribute of the super-strength girl exploded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mori Kogoro was ripped off the lamp post and staggered forward a few steps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Conan sighed and pushed up his glasses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Uncle, since you promised Sister Ran, going back on your word isn’t the style of a famous detective.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Stop nagging! What does a brat know!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mori Kogoro adjusted his tie, which had been pulled askew, still muttering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Really, high school girls these days don’t know how to manage a household at all...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just then.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Conan’s gaze inadvertently swept across the restaurant’s French window.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He froze for a moment, then tugged at the corner of Mori Ran’s skirt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sister Ran, look inside.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That auntie sitting by the window, isn’t that Auntie Eri?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this name, Mori Kogoro, who was adjusting his collar, froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mori Ran looked in the direction Conan pointed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Through the clear glass window, the woman wearing a dark blue business suit with a cold and elegant temperament was holding a coffee cup, her profile stern.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It really is Mom!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mori Ran’s eyes instantly lit up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ever since her parents separated, getting these two to eat at the same table was simply harder than ascending to heaven.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was simply a god-given opportunity!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Dad! Mom is inside too!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mori Ran turned her head excitedly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mori Kogoro, who originally looked reluctant, now had a somewhat strange expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He harrumphed, put his hands in his pockets, and put on a look of disdain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tch, why would that woman be here?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"She must have taken some messy case again and is pretending to be fancy here.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although he said that, he subconsciously reached out to smooth his sparse hair and pulled the wrinkles of his suit hem flat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Since it’s such a coincidence, there’s no helping it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let’s go in and say hello, to avoid people saying I, the famous detective, have no manners.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mori Kogoro strode toward the restaurant door with large steps, posturing as if he were a general rushing to the battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mori Ran and Conan looked at each other, both seeing a helpless smile in the other’s eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was typical stubbornness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ding-a-ling—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The copper bell on the door made a crisp sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as the waiter was about to greet them, he was stunned by Mori Kogoro’s loud voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yo, isn’t this the famous Lawyer Kisaki?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This shout completely destroyed the originally quiet atmosphere in the restaurant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many diners frowned and looked over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kisaki Eri’s hand shook, and coffee almost spilled out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She took a deep breath, turned her head, and the gaze behind the gold-rimmed glasses instantly became sharp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I was wondering who was so lacking in manners; turns out it’s Detective Mori.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What, is the racecourse closed today?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mori Kogoro pulled out the chair opposite Kisaki Eri—the seat Otsuka had sat in earlier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t stand on ceremony, sitting down heavily and crossing his legs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thanks to you, I won a little today.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"As for you, drinking boring wine alone here?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze fell on the unopened bottle of red wine on the table, then looked at the French snails opposite that had gone somewhat cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tsk tsk, ordered so many dishes, can you finish them alone?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Or were you stood up by some man?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mori Kogoro’s tone carried a sour note.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kisaki Eri sneered and was just about to retort sarcastically.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mom!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mori Ran walked over quickly, pressing down on her mother who was about to explode.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s great, I didn’t expect to meet Mom here!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Since it’s such a coincidence, let’s share a table!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing her daughter’s smiling face, the coldness in Kisaki Eri’s eyes dissipated considerably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She moved her seat inward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ran, Conan, you sit.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"As for a certain someone...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She glanced sideways at Mori Kogoro.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This seat is already taken. Please move.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mori Kogoro raised an eyebrow, pointing at the empty tabletop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Taken? There isn’t even a ghost’s shadow!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You didn’t fabricate a boyfriend just to make me angry, did you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hah? Would I spend effort on such a boring thing to anger you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kisaki Eri pushed the French snails away slightly, her tone flat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This is my client’s seat. He went to the restroom.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Client?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mori Kogoro looked suspiciously at the briefcase on the table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a roughly made black leather bag, the zipper area was even somewhat worn, completely out of place with the style of this high-end restaurant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This kind of taste... seems your client isn’t someone from high society either.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Better than a certain third-rate detective who takes commissions to find cats and dogs.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tension between the two of them reached a breaking point.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>───────────────────────────\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Support this fanfic by leaving positive reviews, comments, and Power Stones!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For advance Chapters, visit:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>> Patreon.com\u002FNegativeTranslations\u003C\u002Fp>",1245,"2026-06-03T07:19:42.259Z","2026-06-03T07:19:48.351Z",1,"novelbin.me","a988b1e7f44cf35349079e0bde5b11f1fae4e5da58410ad0b2f836476ae95d5c",null,"one-piece-dungeon-shop-scamming-garp-reward-eigh-chapter-199",486,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fone-piece-dungeon-shop-scamming-garp-reward-eigh-cover.jpg"]