Soul Chuan Ke Xue: I call gin and wine my wife

Conan has indeed been running to the police station much more frequently recently.

Because he was an eyewitness at the technology exhibition and also knew some details and inside stories, the police made an exception and told him the current progress of the case.

There's just not much progress.

Wanted warrants have been issued, but no relevant traces of Jiang Guling himself have been found.

It was as if he had evaporated from the world, leaving no trace.

On the contrary, Conan was a little concerned about what she said after being cornered by Masumi Sera at the police station that day.

While he was deep in thought, Conan suddenly heard Ayumi and the others exclaim in surprise.

When he came back to his senses, he saw the beautiful Ayumi pointing at the large advertising screen on the commercial building in front and shouting in surprise: "Look! It's Okino Yoko!"

Conan, who was very energetic for a moment, immediately drooped his eyelids, with a helpless expression on his face.

"Miss Okino Yoko is a big star, so it's normal for her to appear in this kind of advertising space, right? Is it necessary to shout so loudly?"

At this time, Haiyuan Ai stood next to him, pursed her pink lips and smiled meaningfully.

"Don't you understand this? This is her new endorsement of a luxury bag. It is said that it has sold very well this year and has become a hot commodity among young girls. If you have to compare, it is popular among girls. I love it as much as Sherlock Holmes fans love the original version!"

Conan laughed, looking a little helpless: "Is this a comparison? They are completely different things!"

"Christmas is coming soon. Have you thought about what Christmas gift to prepare for your girlfriend?" Haihara Ai asked casually, but Conan scratched his head in embarrassment.

At this time, Ayumi, who was walking in front, suddenly turned back with a hurt expression on her face, and asked in shock and surprise: "Conan! Do you have a girlfriend?!"

Mitsuhiko and Genta were even more disbelieving.

"Who is it? Haihara-san?!"

"What a boy! You actually secretly found a girlfriend behind our backs!"

Yuantai reached out excitedly and grabbed Conan's collar. In desperation, Conan had no choice but to explain: "That's not the case! I'm still a child, and I'm not old enough to think about that kind of thing!"

Seeing him begging for mercy again and again, Yuantai loosened his big fists and winked and said: "Huh, let me let you go first!"

Ayumi still looked like she was about to cry, so Conan comforted her and explained, "It was Haihara-san who said it nonsense. I'm just curious why Ayumi, you are so surprised to see Okino Yoko."

Ayumi wears a beautiful hairpin, has a round face, and bright eyes. She is a cute girl who can predict her future appearance since she was a child.

After listening to Conan's words, her mood improved slightly, and she told him seriously: "Because my mother likes this bag she endorses very much, and she also said that a beautiful woman must have one."

Haiyuan Ai interjected from the side: "I think your mother must have said this to your father, right?"

"Eh? Haibara-san, how do you know?!"

After saying this, Conan understood.

He twitched the corner of his mouth helplessly and said, "That's because your mother wants this bag and she said this to your father to get him to buy it!"

"Oh, that's it..." Ayumi suddenly realized, and her mood was no longer as disappointed as before. "But I heard that the person who created this luxury brand is the daughter of a certain company. At the end of the month, he will rent a super luxurious cruise ship to hold a celebration banquet!"

"The end of the year? Isn't that right after Christmas?" Conan was curious.

Ayumi pointed her chin with her finger, and after thinking for a moment, she said, "It should be held on Christmas Day, right? I remember hearing her mention it when I met Sonoko-sister last time."

"Celebration banquet? There should be a lot of delicious food on the ship, right?" Yuantai imagined it in his mind, and his mouth was almost watering.

Several people walked slowly on the sidewalk and soon passed a certain intersection.

Haihara Ai seemed to have remembered something. He put his hands on the strap of his schoolbag and chuckled: "If that serial murderer appeared on that cruise ship, it would have become his paradise for killing people, right? As far as I know , many famous celebrities will attend such occasions. For example, the image spokesperson, Okino Yoko..."

After her reminder, Conan remembered.

"Yes, it is indeed possible."

"Then, let's ask Sister Sonoko to take us with her. Maybe that serial murderer will really appear, and then our young detective team can take action!"

Conan was dumbfounded.

"Okay! That's it! Let's go to the doctor's house first and then contact Sister Sonoko!"

Conan was dragged away in a daze: "..."

……

On the other side, some people are also troubled by this action.

"You mean that the designers and actors who were killed before were all members of the organization?"

Rai frowned slightly after hearing Gin's words.

"I don't know, when did the cultural level of organization members reach such a high level?"

Uninvited guests come to visit, which makes the two men who are having an intimate relationship feel even more stressed.

Bourbon saw Gin instinctively showing murderous intent, but Lancer put an arm on his shoulder, and the murderous intent in his eyes quickly disappeared.

"I'm going to make coffee." Bourbon was not used to getting along with three people who were all black, so he walked to the water bar and started grinding coffee beans.

Lancer's arms were raised and he almost fell down on the tatami.

But Rai and Gin, two old smokers, just smoked quietly.

"What's so strange about this?" Lancer shrugged and joked: "Aren't you also an FBI? If you can sneak into the organization, why can't they?"

Rai glanced at him sideways, "Thank you so much for your high opinion."

"you are welcome."

"So, do you have any clue who did their death?" Rai looked at Gin. He was holding a cigarette in his mouth motionless, as if waiting for Gin's answer.

Gin refused to take off his hat even after entering other people's houses. Now he crossed his arms and said calmly: "No, I can't think of anyone who could offend with their status."

In fact, he knew it, but Gin was evil-minded.

He wanted to see the funny expressions of these two people when they saw the dead Curacao.

Ley began to analyze seriously: "The organization has offended many forces. Let's exclude the FBI first."

According to rumors, the FBI people have evacuated this place, their vitality is severely damaged, and they should not send anyone over in the short term.

"CIA? They should find ways to collect intelligence instead of directly killing people."

"And...Zero, do you have any clues?"

Bourbon, who pretended not to hear, continued to mechanically grind coffee, but then he heard Lancer shouting like he was trembling: "Zero~"

The tail note drags on longer than a comet, undulating and deliberately provocative.

Bourbon turned his head and said, "If you keep yelling, I'll put cyanide in the cup of coffee you gave me."

"Lance."

"..."