Rebirth of Conan as a Detective

Gao Cheng forkped a piece of sushi and chewed a few bites.

very sour……

As a senior otaku, it’s great to be able to participate in such a luxurious cruise trip, but it seems that you can’t enjoy it every time. Every trip is a disaster. In the end, it becomes more and more sensitive. It is difficult to be in this detective world. Relax.

Gao Cheng looked at the equally restrained garden opposite.

I can’t just fall in love as I want...

"Actually," Xiaolan said to relieve her father, Uncle Maori, "this time Yuanzi's parents were actually invited, because her father is the president of the Suzuki consortium..."

"Really?" Hiromari looked surprised at the garden that didn't look like the eldest lady, "So you are the daughter of the Suzuki family!"

Yuanzi said not embarrassed: "My parents don't have time, so I will come instead of them. It's fun to have more people together, so I brought everyone here."

"Yes," Uncle Maori said with a slow smile, "I am their guardian."

"So it's like this..."

"Right," Yuanta Asahigahiro Hiroshige asked curiously, "What story did you write?"

"Is it the story of traveling around the world on a luxury cruise ship?"

"That's why I came here..."

Mitsuhiko had a lively discussion, only Xiao Ai was very plain. He glanced at Gao Cheng, who was immersed in eating, and said: "It may also be a disaster drama in which the maiden voyage was killed and sunk like the Titanic."

Gao Cheng's eyelids jumped, got up and left his seat and said, "I'm going to the bathroom."

Compared with ordinary seats, the dining area in the center of the venue is more spacious and there are far fewer guests. People who enter the venue are quite high-ranking people. Gao Chengcai heard people discussing the former prime minister and his wife, and they were dressed in formal dresses. The tall and hot sister artists seem to be special guests, unlike the square long tables crowded on the sides, they all go to the central deck.

Finally, the eighth-generation presidents and daughters who entered the hall amid the applause of the crowd.

Yatsushiro Entaro, who is the chairman of the Yatsushiro Group, is about 7 or 80 years old. He wears a gray kimono with silver hair and looks quite majestic.

Behind the old man is the daughter of the Yatsushiro Merchant Shipping President. Yatsushiro Guijiang, about 50 years old, does not look very old. She also wears a kimono and is very generous.

The father and daughter, as well as the sister artist, sat down beside the former prime minister, accompanied by a captain in white uniform, attracting the attention of everyone in the restaurant.

If the parents of the garden come here, they should be in the center too, right?

Gao Cheng walked to the bathroom under the guidance of the waiter.

Only on this occasion can he clearly understand his social status, and he is still a long way from the real big shots, and may never be there. After all, he is just a detective, but he does not regret choosing the path of a detective.

Being a detective is much more interesting than doing a career in Japan, and it is also the most suitable choice for him.

After washing his face in the bathroom, Gao Cheng cleared up his mood and adjusted his attitude again.

Anyway, he didn't really come to this ship for traveling. The detective itself is a profession to pursue cases, and it is enough to solve problems when problems arise.

I fixed my tie.

perfect.

Drying his hands and walking out of the bathroom, the excitement of the restaurant came to my ears, and the dinner was halfway through, and no one talked about work in the intersecting rooms, which seemed quite harmonious.

The only problem is probably the garden table.

The escaped garden, the excited children, and the drunk uncle all looked particularly eye-catching.

Gao Cheng's face twitched back to his position, and it happened that Guangcheng Rixia left the seat in an uncomfortable look: "Excuse me, I'm out of company first, I want to go back to my room to rest first..."

"What's wrong with him?" Gao Cheng sat down beside Xiao Ai suspiciously.

"Mr. Hixia is a little seasick," Yuanzi explained, complaining, "Really, why did you go to the bathroom and come back now? Everyone is almost done eating!"

"Done?" Gao Cheng said blankly, "Where is my steak?"

Yuanta felt embarrassed and said, "I'm too hungry, let's have dessert for you, Brother Joto..."

"Ok."

Gao Cheng glanced at the direction where Nixia Guangcheng had left, and started to eat sweets in Xiao Ai's black face, but the waiter soon brought another steak, and the extra sweets still went into Yuantai's belly.

"I wish I could eat like this every day." Yuanta said with a smile.

"It's good to think." Gao Cheng awkwardly wiped out the steak with a knife and fork.

The cuisine on this ship is no worse than high-end restaurants, even he rarely eats it, not to mention the unique marine cuisine.

Gao Cheng turned to the night view outside the window, and he could see the reflection of the moon on the sea.

Eat more, this trip will not be a loss.

"Two more steaks!"

"Huh?" Yuan Tai looked at Gao Cheng's mind, a little froze.

After dinner, Uncle Maori was so drunk that Gao Cheng became the one who brought the uncle back to the room. The worst thing was that he and the uncle lived in the same room.

Evil.

"Really, Dad," Xiaolan said helplessly, facing the uncle who totally needed Gao Cheng's support, "are you really okay?"

"Of course, Kogoro Moori is perfectly fine! Ahaha!"

Gao Cheng was not lightly smoked by the uncle Maori's alcohol, and he pulled the swaying uncle and said, "Don't worry, I will take care of him."

Xiaolan sighed and apologized: "I'm sorry, Kato Senpai, my father will trouble you."

"It's okay."

When Conan opened the door, Gao Cheng threw the uncle onto the bed, ignoring this guy's nonsense.

"Why are you drunk everywhere? He is the only one who gets drunk..."

"Maybe it's Miss Akiyoshi's relationship," Conan smiled, "It seems to be a different person."

"Just because it looks like lawyer concubine?"

Gao Cheng shook his head.

This uncle is also a weird person. Although his reasoning ability is not reliable most of the time, he is an elite from the Metropolitan Police Department, and his ability is absolutely not bad, otherwise he would not be worthy of Concubine Yingli.

I don't know how it was like this.

"Kyoto," Conan also lived in this room, and sat down beside the bed and asked, "have you noticed something? The accidental death of the eight generations of British..."

"The accident was taken over by the Nishitama City Police. Officer Sato and Chiba have already gone to investigate."

"In other words, Officer Sato found something wrong."

Conan looked at it and thought, if there is no problem, the criminal police of the Metropolitan Police Department will generally not intervene in the qualitative cases of the police station in the jurisdiction.

"I hope I don't have anything to do with this ship..."

"hope so."

Gao Cheng also didn't want to show any moths. He looked at the time and said to Conan: "Uncle will trouble you to take care of it, I'll go out and see.

"Hello!"

"If you don't take care of it, just let him stay in bed and sleep."

"Obviously you promised Xiaolan..."

Gao Cheng left the room amid Conan's helpless grumble, and walked around in the cabin.

This highly anticipated cruise ship is larger than ever seen before. The cabin alone has 8 floors. In addition to the stairs, there are elevators going up and down. The big ship travels smoothly. If you don’t look at the sea outside, it’s almost like a one Inside a hotel building.

Gao Cheng stood at the entrance of the stairs for a while and walked up the stairs to the sixth floor.

Upstairs there seems to be a luxurious suite where the father and daughter of the eighth-generation presidents stayed. The former prime minister Niimi and the invited artiste sisters also went to the 6th floor just now, but their room numbers are also unclear.

A beautiful waitress with a ponytail on the boat just came over and saw Gao Cheng surprised: "Hello, is there any problem?"

"Ah, nothing."

Gao Chenggan laughed and recognized that the waitress was a young girl who had followed the eighth-generation president and daughter before. She seemed to be a personal nanny.

"Are the eighth presidents okay?"

"The president is very good," the girl said with a sweet smile, "are you a Kioto detective? Can you sign a name?"

"Of course, but..."

"The pen is here, thank you."

The girl skillfully took out the pen and notebook, waited for Gao Cheng to sign the name, and left happily.

"President of the eight generations, president, about tomorrow's itinerary..."

Gao Cheng let out a sigh of relief, watching the girl enter Room 604 and then return to the 5th floor.

Not everyone is happy to think of him as a detective. The eight generations of father and daughter are also very busy, so don't bother.

Just passing by Xiao Ai's room, Gao Cheng knocked on the door, and when Bumei opened the door, he found that there was no Xiao Ai.

"Where is Xiao Ai?"

"Xiao Ai is taking a bath."

"Brother Chenghu~www.readwn.com~ Stepme pulled Gao Cheng into the room, expecting, "We are discussing what gift we should give Sister Xiaolan..."

"gift?"

"Sister Yuanzi said that Sister Xiaolan won the Karate Kanto Championship." Yuan was too excited to play with a table of small shells. "So we want to be a gold medal for her. These shells were picked up when docking on the island during the day. Right?"

"Brother Xinyi didn't give her a gift, so it's too pitiful." Bu Mei added.

"is it?"

Gao Cheng looked at the mess of shells, and suddenly felt that Xiaolan was indeed very pitiful and needed this kind of gold medal.

However, the Kanto Championship, the next achievement should be the all-Japan championship. Xiaolan really went further and further on the road of karate. There is no news about such a major thing. Conan is too negligent when he is a boyfriend.

"You guys work hard slowly, I call Conan over to help."