Conan's Almighty Extraction

On the deck of the luxury cruise ship, the tired Mori Kogoro rested on the beach chair, while the three of Shiraiwa Maha leaned against the fence of the deck, admiring the beautiful sunset scenery on the sea.

Looking at the sea in the distance that was rendered orange-red by the setting sun, Xiaolan said intoxicatedly, "Wow, what a beautiful sunset, it's really lucky to be on such a luxurious cruise ship."

"Haha, that's exactly what I said," Bai Yanmao, enjoying the sea breeze, teased with a chuckle, "I can see such a beautiful scenery, and I have to 'attribute' to my uncle for making a mistake about the time of the ship's return trip."

After Xiaolan heard this, she shook her head helplessly, turned her head to look at Mori Kogoro who was sleeping soundly over there, and complained angrily: "Really, if this cruise ship didn't happen to pass by here, we would have to Been on that island for a week."

"That's not going to happen. At most, we can spend a little more money tomorrow and rent a yacht from the passenger transport company to pick us up."

Bai Yanzhenyu didn't worry too much. After all, as long as he was willing to spend money, not to mention renting a yacht, even renting a helicopter would not be a problem.

At this moment, everyone suddenly heard a burst of suppressed low-pitched crying, and looked in the direction of the crying, and found a young beauty leaning on the deck railing, looking at the distant sea with tears in her eyes.

Xiao Lan, who is kind by nature, was a little worried about the situation of this woman, so she walked over and asked, "Miss, are you okay?"

"Ah, I'm fine, thank you for your concern, I'm really rude."

After hearing Xiaolan's question, the woman woke up from her memories, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and explained: "I just suddenly remembered that my parents died in a car accident last year, and I really want them to see the clothes I wore today. The look of the dress."

"Looks like wearing a dress?"

Xiaolan looked at the other party in some confusion, and before she could continue speaking, she saw a young man in a suit with a red corsage on his chest, trotting over from the direction of the deckhouse.

The young man ran to the woman's side in one breath, and asked with concern: "Xia Jiang, why are you crying?"

"That...Xiao Wu, I just thought of my parents"

After the woman called Xiajiang explained, she held Xiaowu's arm intimately, and introduced to Baiyan Zhenyu and others who came over: "My name is Xiaoben Xiajiang, and this is my husband Xiaobenwu. We are getting married today. Happy day."

"Married? Congratulations."

"Happy newlyweds."

Hearing that the other party got married today, Baiyan Zhenyu and others immediately sent some congratulations, wishing the two of them can grow old together.

However, after hearing the man's name, Bai Yanzhenyu couldn't help but feel a little weird, because judging from the other party's surname and the awkward expression on his face, it is very likely that he was not married to Xiaoben Xiajiang, but married into the Xiaoben family.

"Bei Ling, what's going on? Isn't this cruise ship chartered by our family? How can you let outsiders board the ship without authorization?!"

"I'm sorry, father, because I see them pitiful, so I just"

Everyone was chatting here, but there was a roar not far away. A hale and hearty white-haired old man was reprimanding the kind uncle who allowed everyone to board the boat.

Seeing that Xiaolan seemed to be frightened by the old man, Xiaolan Xiajiang explained apologetically: "Miss Xiaolan, that is my grandfather Hozo Somoto, maybe he is not in a good mood today, and in the middle of the wedding, his mood changed. It's not very stable, I hope you don't care."

"Yeah, after eating the food I made, I became more irritable."

A middle-aged man came over and complained dissatisfiedly: "Isn't it just cooking Western food that he doesn't like? As for being so angry? Really, people who don't know the inside story saw it and thought it was my chef. It's bad art."

"That's not the case, Uncle Xiang Er, your food is very delicious."

After seeing the middle-aged man Shomoto Shoji, Shomoto Xiajiang greeted him politely and introduced his identity to everyone.

Somoto Shoji, the second son of the Somoto family, is good at Western cuisine, because Somoto Xiajiang and Somoto Takeshi chose a Western-style wedding, so today they cooked a French-style banquet, so he offended the old man Somoto who only loves neon traditional cuisine, and was called Somoto The old man gave a severe reprimand.

At this time, Shiraiwa Maha, who had a keen sense, noticed a gaze sweeping past him, so he looked over there and saw a young man who was painting.

Baiyan Maha was a little curious, so he walked over slowly, smiled kindly at the young man who found himself approaching, and then looked at the drawing board in the young man's hand.

"Huh? This is."

After seeing the content on the drawing board, Shiraiwa Maha's eyes narrowed slightly, because he found that the content drawn by the young man was exactly Ms. Sumoto Natsue with a happy smile on her face.

Old Man Ben, who was standing not far away, also saw the content drawn by the young man, and said coldly: "Ichiro, give up, stop thinking about that impossible thing!"

After listening to Mr. Somoto's words, the young man—that is, Ichiro Somoto, paused for a moment with the paintbrush in his hand, and then continued to draw pictures on the drawing paper.

"Hmph, really stubborn."

The old man Xiaoben snorted coldly, turned his head to look at the cold sweating Xiaoben Beiying, and scolded iron and steel: "I am a useless waste, and so is my son. He only draws a few broken pictures all day long." picture."

After the old man got angry, he turned and left the deck, but before leaving, he said to Xiao Benwu: "Xiao Wu, I have something to tell you, come to my room later."

"Okay, Grandpa." Xiao Benwu didn't dare to disobey the old man's order, and immediately nodded in agreement.

After the hot-tempered old man Xiaoben left, the atmosphere on the deck suddenly became harmonious, and then everyone went to the restaurant to have dinner at the invitation of Xiaoben Xiajiang.

"Xia Jiang, you go to order food with them, I'll go to grandpa first and ask him what he wants to talk to me about."

At the fork in the passage leading to the restaurant and the guest room, Xiao Benwu remembered the order that Grandpa Xiaoben had given before he left, so he separated from the others and went to talk to Grandpa Xiaoben in his room.

"Well, I see, you go, or Grandpa will get angry again." Xiao Ben Xiajiang stuck out his tongue playfully, signaling to Xiao Benwu to meet her grandfather as soon as possible.

Under the leadership of Xiaoben Xiajiang, everyone arrived at the luxuriously decorated restaurant, ordered some delicious food, and chatted about the topics of the South China Sea and North, while waiting for the arrival of Xiaobenwu.

Everyone waited for a long time before Su Benwu came to the restaurant, but his face, which was originally smiling because of the newlyweds, became a little pale at this time, as if he had suffered some blow.

At the same time, the butler Suzuki, who hadn't waited for Mr. Sui Ben to appear, also came outside the guest room and called Mr. Sui Ben to eat in the restaurant. He knocked on the door for a long time, but there was no response from inside.

"Excuse me, sir, everyone is waiting for you."

Butler Suzuki was worried about what would happen to the elderly Suomoto, so he quickly took out the spare key to open the door. However, after he saw the situation in the room clearly, his expression changed suddenly, and he yelled in horror.