Conan’s Toast Does Not Eat Fine Wine

What a boring man.

Belmod restrained his smile and stepped up to catch up with Shuichi Akai.

"Even Chris Wynyard is here, TENSE is really amazing." A reporter behind him was talking about today's guests.

There was a look of contempt on Belmod's face.

Poor people, they haven't realized what this banquet means to humanity today.

Soon the reporters discovered that there were some strangely dressed guys in the venue. Among them, a man who was about the same height as a basketball player was the most terrifying. When he stared at him, his heart palpitations could not be relieved for five minutes.

However, most of the cadres in the organization are still very close to the people, and they are not conspicuous among the guests from all walks of life.

A producer who had a relationship with Chris Wynyard on the set saw Belmod and immediately greeted him with a pretense of familiarity: "Isn't this Miss Wynyard, you were also invited to the TENSE dinner party? "

When he spoke, the flesh on his face was flying around.

Belmod had no desire to answer his nonsense, and she looked away indifferently, pretending not to hear.

It's a pity that the producer is not the kind of wink, he came over on his own: "Is Miss Wynyard the spokesperson of TENSE? But as far as I know, the endorsement of TENSE has been won by Korean actress Quan Eunji. already."

Like Gin, Belmod now wants to ignore the boss's warning and teach this man how to behave.

Akai Shuichi, who was hanging high above the ground, received a "suspension" look from his female companion, and stepped his legs to block between the producer and Belmod at the right time.

"Sorry, sir, we're going to the VIP seats over there."

Although the producer didn't say anything, the words "Who are you?" were written all over his face.

Akai Shuichi said nonsense: "Zhu Xingda, a director."

The producer was stunned at first when he heard the words, but he quickly reacted and shook hands with Shuichi Akai familiarly: "So you are Director Zhuxing, I have been looking forward to it for a long time! I just watched your work not long ago, and I have to say, you are really A rising star!"

Now it was Akai Shuichi's turn to be stunned.

Of course, the producer has never heard of this director called Zhuxingda, but Lin Zida has all kinds of birds. Don't look at Zhuxingda's not much fame now. After being spotted by Chris Wynyard, it is only a matter of time before he becomes famous.

He knows that these 18th-tier small directors have a stinky problem, and they love to show off when they can't stand it.

Belmod took hold of Shuichi Akai's arm and smiled at the producer: "You are a senior, we will ask you to take care of you in the future."

Belmod's "Your Majesty" is exactly the same as Miyano Akemi's name, but Akai Shuichi just wanted to frown.

They quickly moved away from the producer and sat down at the VIP seat specially prepared for the top management of the organization. Gin and others were already here.

"Noisy." Gin's icy gaze swept across the faces of the guests chatting with each other, complaining unceremoniously.

"It's hard to imagine that the kind of person just now could be on that person's invitation list." A cruel smile oozes from the corner of Belmod's mouth. "It seems that we should find an opportunity to sneak him..."

She raised her hand and wiped her neck.

Before the action was finished, Belmod saw the dark-faced gin, and her mood suddenly improved a lot: "Ah, you're the only one today, where's Mezcal?"

Vodka: "???"

Gin didn't even look at him, and asked in a cold voice, "Where's Bourbon?"

Belmod's smile froze on his face.

"You are so close, did he accidentally reveal some information about the public security to you?"

Belmod knew what gin was going to be weird about.

To tell the truth, Bourbon turned out to be an undercover police officer, which really surprised Belmod. But whether Bourbon is undercover does not affect her attitude and way of treating him. Even if he had known, Belmod would still cooperate with him.

Akai Shuichi took a glass of whiskey from the plate held by the waiter, took a sip, and said casually, "How did you discover Bourbon's undercover identity?"

"You seem to have more say in this question, Rye." Belmod winked at him.

Akai Shuichi was noncommittal.

"It's information from Rum." Jinjiu frowned, "He should have an undercover inside the police."

"Tsk, what about the FBI? If not, you can send Rye there..."

"Belmode! Why are you here?!"

Chianti's voice interrupted Belmod's words, and she turned to look. Chianti, Cohen, Calvados, and even Syrah, who had almost only followed Mezcal's orders after arriving in Japan, had all arrived.

Gee, it's so fun.

Whether or not Japan's future will be destroyed if a missile strikes the Rice Kwak Hotel is uncertain, but at least it's confirmed that the organization is gone.

…

The lively scene in the Rice Blossom Hotel is destined to belong to only a few people attending the conference, but outside of Rice Blossom Town, there are many spectators who are constantly watching the press conference through the Internet and TV broadcasts.

Just one kilometer away from the Rice Flower Hotel, a black business car was parked here. Judy and Cameron were sitting in the car. They didn't watch the TV broadcast, only Judy was wearing a pair of headphones.

"I saw Swan when I came today..." Cameron said suddenly in the silence.

"Huh?" Judy asked while operating the computer. "He was invited too?"

"No, not as far as I know."

Judy looked up at him.

Cameron hesitated for a moment and said the truth: "I saw him with Mr. Black, and at first I thought they were discussing bringing Swan back to the FBI, but then Mr. Black asked Swan if he would like to go to the press conference with him. "

This news gave Judy a headache, and she frowned: "What did TENSE bring to Japan?"

As closely as they followed the events of the venue, there were Mary Sera in the hotel room, mother and daughter Ma Chun, Chiso Hagihara in Kanagawa, and Takaaki Morofu in Nagano.

…

"Distinguished guests and friends from the media, our press conference is about to start, please return to your seat."

The scene was so big that the host had to stand up and control the scene.

When the chaotic venue calmed down a little, the host raised the microphone and said loudly, "First of all, I invite all the representatives of the TENSE Group!"

swish swish—

Almost instantly, hundreds of eyes in the venue gathered at the door at the same time.

The wooden door opened, and the first person who appeared in everyone's field of vision was a bald man with a square face and friendly eyes.

Probably only the winery people on the VIP side would not regard him as an amiable grandfather-because that was the second-in-command rum of the organization.

Rum is kind? Well, maybe it's really good.

Rum took a seat in the very center of the first row.

Seeing this, Jiang Gu Ling, disguised as a white horse scout, understood that they probably won't be able to see the boss today.

It is not surprising to think about it. For safety, the gentleman should not show up easily.

The person who followed Rum into the venue was also an old acquaintance, but Jiang Guling didn't have much contact with him, only that he was a scientist who succeeded Shirley in charge of the research group, which was quite used by Rum.

Just...why is Aoki Isao in a commercial press conference?

Moreover, even if the behind-the-scenes boss of TENSE is the organization, their chairman should also appear, how can Aoki Xun be able to walk in front of the chairman?

It became more and more incomprehensible to Jiang Gu Ling, because he did not know the few people who appeared later, and the representatives of the TENSE group in suits and ties were all sitting in relatively remote positions.

So far there are three empty seats.

It looks like this: [Passerby A], [Passerby B], [Vacancy], [Vacancy], [Rum], [Vacancy], [Aoki Xun], [Passerby C], [Passerby Ding]

Next, should the chairman of the TENSE Group appear?

But it didn't, and the third from last to enter the arena was Yamada Rokuha, an acquaintance of Zero Furutani.

Today's Yamada Liuye is very different from the past. She wears a short pink and purple dress, her hair is slightly curled, tied with a bow at the back of her head, and a pearl necklace with round and jade beads is placed around her neck.

It was thanks to Mrs. Yamada's voice not far behind that Kurtani could recognize her:

"That's my daughter Liu Ye, how is it, she is already a slim lady." Mrs. Yamada kept talking about her daughter to the people around her since Yamada Liu Ye walked into the venue, "I still remember when I gave Liu Ye the first time. When Ye was in college, she said that she would come home to visit me often, but she never once..."

Speaking of which, Mrs. Yamada's voice was a little choked up. She quickly wiped away her tears and put on a smile again: "Look at me, what a good day, to be so complacent."

Rei Furutani glanced at Mrs. Yamada vaguely.

This woman was always smiling from the beginning, and hardly ever shed tears in front of others. What's so special about today?

Yamada Liuye was followed by a familiar face, but his familiarity had nothing to do with the organization. The people of Tokyo only often saw him on the screens of TV and election propaganda cars-Tokyo Governor Kawanishi Sukesari.

Kawanishi Sukecheng sat on Rum's right hand. He and Rum seemed to be very familiar, and they started chatting as soon as they sat down. Rei Furutani tried to decipher lips but failed. The governor of Tokyo was very cunning, always covering his mouth with the movements of drinking water and arranging pen and paper.

Right now, only the space between Yamada Rokha and Rum remains vacant.

Even after racking his brains, he couldn't figure out who could be on an equal footing with the Governor of Tokyo.

Is it another politician?

He even considered his father, the White Horse Police Chief, who had this face. If the police were really involved in the organization, not only would he not feel strange, but he felt relieved.

After all, known dangers are better than unknowns.

Amidst everyone's attention, a person whom Jiang Gu Ling could not have imagined appeared at the door of the reception hall.

His appearance caused a brief silence in the audience, and many people cast surprised glances at him.

Mrs. Yamada said slowly: "Fate sometimes really likes to tease people. I once thought of marrying Liu Ye to Anshi-kun. Oh, Anshi-kun is Mr. Asano's employee, and he is also a talented person."

Jiang Gu Ling felt a little tinnitus, and his head was stuffy, like a drowning traveler, unable to hear any sound.

He stared blankly at Xinfan walking towards Rum with slow but firm steps. There was even a smile on Xinfan's face, a dazzling smile.

Chuanxi Zhucheng took the initiative to stand up to greet them. They shook hands and exchanged a few words with each other.

This time, Gu Ling could see Chuanxi's mouth shape clearly, and he said, "Congratulations, Mr. Asano."

Nobunaga replied: "Thanks to you for facilitating our cooperation with Tokyo Metropolitan Government."

The person in front of him is still a familiar face, and even the smile on the corner of his mouth is very similar to that of the store manager of the music classroom, but Reigami Masano suddenly realized that Nobuyuki Asano has become unfamiliar, and he almost doesn't recognize this person.

It was as if a bottomless gully had formed out of thin air between the originally close friends. They stood on both sides of the cliff and looked at each other. The straight-line distance is not long, but it is difficult to reach the sky if you want to cross this ravine.

Before, even though Zhu Fujing was completely unrecognizable, the intimacy and familiarity felt in his heart when he saw him still brought Jianggu Ling closer to the truth.

Why does it become like this? What the **** happened to Jingguang?

Is it Rum, or is it BOSS?

When the delegates arrive, the host announces the start of the meeting.

First, a speech by the CEO of TENSE.

Rum stepped onto the stage and tried the sound of the microphone.

He opened with the same thanks, blessings, and outlook, like a strategist with ease, drawing a pie that will never be realized for all the guests.

Suddenly, he changed the subject and started talking about the greenhouse effect and global warming. As I talked, the topic became more and more biased, turning to the length and breadth of life.

What the **** is Rum talking about? What exactly does the organization want to do?

He wanted to grab something real, but when he reached out, there was only quicksand and unstoppable river water.

Nobuhan leaned on the sofa with a relaxed and indifferent expression. He had already heard Rum's speech at Karasuma Renye, and if he listened again at this time, it would go into his left ear and go out to his right ear, and would not leave any traces in his brain.

Rum made the organization's ambitions very veiled, and most people in the audience thought he was just talking about beautiful scenes, just like the low-carbon and clean Tokyo Electric Power Company discharges nuclear waste into the Pacific Ocean.

However, Nobuman still discerned some rational and sober people from the sight cast by the surrounding. Many of them have been secretly contacted by the organization and have a basic understanding of Noah's Ark plan.

No doubt they all agreed with the plan, after all if they disagreed...

Shinfan suddenly felt that a line of sight was particularly deep, and it seemed to be full of many complex emotions.

He followed his sixth sense, but there were only some unfamiliar faces there, and his previous sight had disappeared.

Is it... an illusion?

"The TENSE Group is about to use Japan as a pilot project, and UU Kanshu www.uukanshu.com will try out our clean earth plan. I am glad to have your support from the beginning, but we also humbly accept any criticism and accusation. If you have any objections... ' Rum said here, with a deliberate pause.

The reporters and guests all waited with bated breath for the second half of the sentence.

At this moment, there was a commotion among the guests along with the "banging" - it was the sound of a chair falling to the ground, and a middle-aged man with a rich body fell to the ground on his back, foaming from the corners of his mouth.

"Call an ambulance, someone is unconscious!"

"Wait, wait, let's call the police, he, he has no heartbeat!"

Shinfan retracted his gaze and let out a long breath.

Look, that's what happens to people who don't agree.

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