Conan’s Toast Does Not Eat Fine Wine

　　 At noon, Kogoro Mori made a reservation for a restaurant before, and he couldn't entertain guests for dinner at home. Xinfan then took Shiraz to bid farewell to the Maori family, arguing that there was still something to tell Masan Supei.

　　 Xinfan chose a more private Liushuiting restaurant.

"welcome."

　　 The decoration style of this traditional restaurant is very elegant. Of course, the price is also a bit ridiculously high.

　　 Shiraz wanted to have a good chat with Mezcal, who hadn’t seen him for eight months. When the waiter quit, he couldn’t wait to say: "May..."

　　 Xinfan made a silent gesture, then took out a small instrument from his pocket and scanned the entire room: "There is no sender or eavesdropping, just tell me."

　　 "..." Sila coughed twice, "Well, you are really cautious."

　　 "Japan is no better than Sweden, this is a very amazing country." Xinfan said with emotion, "If you are not careful, you may expose yourself, especially if you are still lurking next to those people."

　　 Sila wondered: "Those people?"

　　 "In the future, you may have a chance to know that, well, it is someone who is overly curious and likes listening devices."

　　 "Really?" Sila frowned, "Fortunately I have come to Japan, otherwise you must be very hard here alone?"

　　 "It's hard to talk about, but it's a bit inconvenient." Xin Fan opened the sliding door and took a plate of sashimi from the boat floating outside on the water. "Do you like Japanese food?"

　　 Shiraz took it with a smile, and said with some emotion: "I was not used to it at the beginning, and then gradually I can't eat things that are too heavy. As you said, people will be changed by the environment."

　　 Shinhan listened to his honorific words, his face was a little weird: "Your Japanese is taught by Pisk?"

　　 Sila slightly stunned: "Pisk? It sounds like a member of the organization, but I have been in Japan for so long, and I haven't contacted any organization member other than you."

　　 "He is Kenzo Masan." Xinfan asked unexpectedly, "You don't know Pisk, how did you get the identity of Masan Supei?"

"Ah... it turns out that he is a member of the organization..." Sila was a little dazed, "No wonder he is always mysterious, and I am not allowed to inquire about him. But although the identity of Masan Supei is false, I do have something to do with the Masan family. "

　　 Xinfan really suspects that there is something wrong with this land in Japan. It’s a good Shiraz. How long has it been since I came to Japan, and why has it become a silly?

　　 Sila continued: "My mother left me a letter before her death, saying that I could go to Japan to join Kenzo Masanori, but at that time I was very rebellious and felt that I could live well alone."

　　 "Does the letter indicate your relationship with Kenzo Masayama?"

　　 "No. Masayama Kenzo didn't want to talk to me more about this issue, he avoided it."

　　 Xin frowned deeply and said: "Half brother, maybe this identity is true?"

　　 Shiraz: "No, no... When I was a child, I had both parents. Moreover, Kenzo Masayama could be my father at any age."

　　 Xinfan also didn't understand what was going on with this complicated relationship, but since it was related to the members of the organization, the cause of Shiraz's parents' death might not be simple.

　　 He sighed, gave up the topic, and said, "Since Masayama Kenzo does not know your identity, you can temporarily hide it. At present, you are just the bodyguard of Lufeng's music classroom. If there is something to do with the organization, I will look for you.

"eat first."

　　 "Okay. By the way, Mescal, there was news from Sweden some time ago." Sila said while stirring the soy sauce mustard, "Carignan is confirmed dead."

　　 Shinfan's action of picking up the sashimi paused slightly, and then naturally placed it in the small dish: "The situation was urgent at the time, and there was a problem with the angle of my shooting. I thought it was not the most important thing."

"Carignan was only seriously injured at the time." Sila touched his nose and said, "However, the unseen guys of the Swedish Security Agency seemed to have a dispute with the FBI. Carignan was sent to the hospital an hour later. ."

　　 Xinfan was very heavy and said nothing.

　　 He knew his marksmanship, that bullet didn't intend to hit Carignan in the chest from the beginning. If Carignan is sent to the doctor in time for treatment, it will not die at all.

　　 But... After all, the person who pressed the trigger was himself, and he was inescapably responsible for Carignan's death.

　　 "I'm an associate professor now. That guy is just my assistant. If you are not obedient, let him know the consequences!"

　　 The soundproofing effect of Liushuiting’s private room is not very good. Xinfan can clearly hear the movement outside the room while sitting inside.

　　 "And that Professor Yan Jian, he is already old, and he is completely held in my palm."

　　 "Hahahahaha!"

　　 The man's voice gradually became quieter and disappeared completely after a while.

　　 "Oh..." Sila sighed with emotion, "It seems that there is a lot of sordidness among these teachers in the university. People like me who haven't gone to university are still a bit envious."

　　 Shinshige smiled, "It's the same everywhere in society."

　　 It’s just that he always felt that the information he had just heard was a bit familiar.

　　 Liu Shui Ting...Professor...A very unpleasant character...

　　 If his hunch is correct, UU reading www.uukanshu.com should be another case, right?

　　 But one of the most important factors is still missing.

　　 "Look, we are here now! Why do you want to wait in advance!"

　　 "There is no other way. This shop is very popular. Even if you make an appointment, you have to come in advance."

　　 Very good, now the final factors are also complete.

　　 Xin Fanshang maintained a calm and calm expression, but Sila opened the door of the box in surprise: "Mr. Maori?"

　　 Mouri Kogoro lazily raised his eyes and looked over: "Ah, isn't this Mr. Masanori, so Asano is there?"

　　 Shinshige stood up, smiled and said, "What a coincidence, Mr. Mori."

　　 "Huh?" Conan raised his head, "Isn't this shop a reservation? But it's a temporary decision that Asano will bring Mr. Masan over for dinner, right?"

　　 Just as Kyoko Ansai passed down the corridor, he heard Conan’s question echoing out: "Because Mr. Asano is a VIP in our shop."

　　 Morilan: "VIP? It turns out that such a traditional Japanese food store will also have a VIP system..."

　　 "Because there are always some regular customers who visit frequently." Kyoko Anzai said with a smile, "It's like Mr. Asano, I asked workers to have dinner with us before. I remember there are a dozen of them?"

　　 Conan: "...Will the decorators come to eat in this kind of shop?"

　　 This, this, this... Is this the simple and unpretentious life of the rich?

　　 "That..." Kyoko Anzai looked at Shinhan, "Since you know each other, would you like to invite Mr. Mori to your box?"

　　 Shinshige originally had this plan, but when he was just about to speak, a scream resounded throughout the restaurant.

"what-"