Conan’s Toast Does Not Eat Fine Wine

"Conan's Toast, Don't Eat Fine Wine (

Everyone introduced themselves one after another.

When it was Asano's turn, Kuroba stared at Asano's face, and stretched out his hand to Shinshige, "Hello, I'm Mr. Mori's agent, Asano Nobuhiro."

"Hello, Watanabe." Face to face with Kuroba Kato, Shinshige always felt like looking in the mirror.

This feeling is really amazing.

Conan still didn't dare to look directly into Watanabe's eyes, but at the same time, his curiosity, eager to understand the purpose of the organization, could not be restrained, and Conan tortured extremely uncomfortably.

Morilan saw Conan's entanglement and whispered with concern: "Conan, what's the matter with you? Do you think it's too boring here?"

"Yeah." Conan nodded slightly, and made up his mind, "I saw Brother Junbian before, and I want to chat with him."

"That..." Moriran looked at Watanabe.

However, Shinshige has already sat next to Kuroba Kaidoo: "As an agent, I am curious about the difference between a detective agent and a celebrity agent. Could you please introduce Mr. Asano?"

Kuroba Kuaito knows what the detective’s agent does, but the person cannot be OOC, so he can only smile and replied: "Of course it’s okay, but it’s the first time I’ve been engaged in this kind of work, so I may not be able to introduce it. Very comprehensive."

"It doesn't matter, we are just communicating."

So the two agents sat together happily, leaving Conan alone in the wind.

what happened? Didn’t Amuro appear in the Ryu Feng music classroom to organize and send him to investigate Kudo Shinichi? Hasn't the organization given up its suspicion that Mr. Asano is Shinichi Kudo?

Or……

Tou Amuro and Mr. Asano cherished each other while lurking in the Ryufeng music classroom, and established a revolutionary friendship that transcends the concept and the three perspectives? ?

One is Kris Wynyard's agent, and the other is Mouri Kogoro's agent. Conan felt as if he had spied the truth again.

After Ishihara Aki sent Shinshige to the reception room, he went back to prepare dinner. Because the two agents had a very happy chat, Mao Lilan had to play poker with Qian Tian Yumei. Conan moved a small stool to sit next to his childhood sweetheart, and secretly poked to help.

However, Morilan, who was favored by the **** of luck, didn't need Conan to help her reason about the cards in Gunda Yumi's hand.

"Ah, I seem to be able to finish it all in one go! I'm so lucky!" Mao Lilan flipped the playing card to the front and placed it on the table.

I saw a straight, no extra card.

Guntian Yumi watched her temples jump suddenly, she tugged at the corner of her mouth with difficulty and suggested: "This deck of cards is too new. It's slippery to use. Why don't we change it?"

"But Mr. Motegi only brought new playing cards..."

Guntian Yumi raised his chin at the low table behind Maurilan: "Isn't there one over there? It should be the owner of this pavilion."

The playing card box is dirty, but the cards inside are fairly clean.

Morilan took out the playing cards and replaced the cards originally used: "Then let's use this set of cards. It feels like this set of playing cards is many years ago."

"Kun Conan, do you want to play together?" Guntian Yumi looked at Conan and asked.

Conan scratched the back of his head, and met Mao Lilan's happy eyes as soon as he wanted to refuse.

Well, forget it, just consider playing cards with this woman.

Mao Lilan's luck was as good as ever. Not long after the start of the game, she once again finished the cards in her hand: "I seem to have a straight again. It seems that I will win!"

Conan's mouth raised a stiff smile, and once again he secretly felt that Xiaolan's luck was so good in his heart. It seems that as long as it is this kind of activity that requires luck, Xiao Lan will not be unable to play.

However, Guntian Yumi, who was sitting across from Mao Lilan, had her chin resting on her face and said lazily: "It's not good to be a thousand years old, Lan Jiang."

"Huh?" Mao Lilan was dumbfounded.

"Look, your J cards are stacked on top of each other, right?"

Mao Lilan looked down quickly, and then showed an embarrassed smile: "Sorry, sorry, I didn't notice."

"However," she reached out and picked up the two stacked cards, "this seems to be glued together from the beginning...Ah!!!"

Xiao Lan's familiar scream immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the room.

Mouri Kogoro instantly bounced like a spring on a stool. At first, he thought that there was a murder in this annex, until he could tell that the sound was in the room, and no one passed out accidentally, Mouri Kogoro was a little relieved.

"What's the matter, Xiaolan?" Mouri Kogoro hurried to his daughter's side and asked with concern.

Maorilan pointed to the separated playing cards on the table and said, "There is blood on the playing cards."

"Ugh."

Suddenly, a very light and subtle sigh reached Xinfan's ears. He raised his eyes to look at the familiar person beside him, "Asano Nobuhiro" lowered his head slightly, looking very depressed.

"Unexpectedly, the traces of the tragedy would be spread all over this twilight hall~www.readwn.com~Kuroba Kuaidou sighed with deep emotion.

A drop of cold sweat slipped from Xinfan's hair. He really wanted to ask Kuroba Kuaito, who was this pitiful look for?

If you haven't gotten a deep understanding of his behavior and habits, don't just borrow someone else's identity casually!

However, after hearing the sigh of "Asano Nobuhan", apart from Nobuhan himself, no one thought that this sigh appeared at an untimely time. Conan even came to comfort "Asano Nobuhiro":

"The meaning of our detective's existence is to solve one mystery after another. This time the owner of the twilight annex invited us over, maybe it is to find the truth about the tragedy that happened in this annex."

Conan's above remarks weren't like something a first-grade kid could say, but he didn't shy away from the two people present at all.

"Asano Nobuhiro" can be trusted because he already knew Conan's true identity. But how can Conan believe that Watanabe is involved in the black organization? ?

Xinfan looked at Conan suspiciously and found that the little kid was also secretly watching him.

what's the situation?

Could it be that at the last memorial service, Conan hid in the chimney and didn't hear the communication between Mezcal and Gin and others?

He was using Watanabe's voice at the time, and someone like Conan who has the aura of the protagonist shouldn't be unable to hear Watanabe's voice, right?

Taking a 10,000 step back, even if Conan didn’t realize that Watanabe was Mezcal, then he was only Chrissy Wynyard’s agent. How could a stranger who had only met once be trusted casually?

Shinbane felt that Conan was simply inexplicable, and Kuroba Kaito also looked at Conan thoughtfully.