Conan kissed me again and again, and Huiyuan was stunned

after a while.

The banquet hall was crowded with guests.

"and then?"

Kudo Shinichi stood in his original position, holding a white ceramic plate with a lot of food in his left hand and a silver fork in his right hand. He turned his head to look at Maori Kogoro on the right and asked curiously:

"Did you find Sister Yoko?"

Kogoro Mori has not responded yet.

Dongfang Haoyue stood to the left of Kudo Shinichi, swallowed the small piece of beef he had just fed her, put his hands behind his back, clasped his hands together, turned around, looked up at Kogoro, smiled sweetly and asked:

"Did you find it~?"

"No."

Kogoro Mouri turned his back, supporting the tall round table covered with a pink tablecloth with his left hand, his right hand in his trouser pocket, his mature face full of loss.

Suzuki Sonoko stood to the left of Dongfang Haoyue, also holding a ceramic plate and a silver fork, looking at Kogoro with gossip, and said with a joyful laugh:

"Hahaha~~~"

"Hahaha~~~"

Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi were very happy.

suddenly!

"Wow!"

The lights in the banquet hall faded, and the scene was dark until the next second.

Warm spotlights illuminated the large podium further to the left of Suzuki Sonoko.

Dongfang Haoyue, Kudo Shinichi and Sonoko stopped laughing and turned to look at the podium in unison. As expected, they found...

In the middle of the podium was a long wooden table covered with a white cloth, and three purple wooden chairs were placed side by side behind the table, closely spaced.

Three clusters of cherry blossoms are placed on the wooden table in front of the corresponding wooden chairs, and a silver microphone in the middle of the wooden table stands on a golden stand.

A male host stood on the far right side of the podium, wearing a black suit, white lining, and a red bow tie, and had a handsome appearance.

In front of him stood a silver microphone. His right hand dropped to the right, while his left hand held the microphone. He looked at the audience and made a solemn opening statement:

"Dear guests, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."

The host opened his right hand and greeted enthusiastically:

"Please give a warm round of applause to welcome tonight's special guest, Princess Mira of the Kingdom of Vesbania!"

at the same time.

The female translator behind the scenes translated the host's words into English.

The curtain leading to the backstage passage on the far left of the podium rose from the middle to the upper left and right, revealing Princess Mira and Keith behind the scenes.

Mira stood on the smooth floor, wearing a red and white dress with golden patterns, white long gloves, a golden headdress inlaid with large diamonds, a double-layer pink pearl necklace, a golden pocket watch hidden in a silver necklace on her chest, and a white cherry blossom-shaped ornament with diamonds inlaid in the middle of her lapel.

She wore a dark blue necklace inlaid with rubies around her jade neck, and her small earlobes were embedded with exquisite earrings with three pearls from top to bottom.

Keith stood behind Princess Mira on the left, following her slowly and steadily as he walked towards the purple wooden chair three meters to the left front.

On the other side, in a dark corner.

Kyle, the middle-aged man and leader of the Royal Guard of the Kingdom of Vesbania, was wearing a black suit, white lining, a blue tie, and very short black hair. The headset on his right ear was connected to a small walkie-talkie in his hand with a black wire.

He stood upright against the tile with his back to the wall, staring intently at Princess Mira who was far ahead. He placed his left hand on his left side, held the intercom to his lips with his right hand, and said carefully:

“The princess has arrived, you must keep a close eye on the guests.

Anyone who wants to leave the banquet hall at this time must be closely monitored."

"Yes."

The middle-aged man's voice responded over the radio, and then...

"This is the main entrance reception. The main entrance is temporarily closed. Please send someone to take the entrants to the side door."

It was the young man's request.

Kyle gestured calmly:

"Team B will be in charge of this matter."

"Yes."

The middle-aged man's response was heard again over the radio.

During this period.

Princess Mira and Keith walked towards the purple wooden chair one after the other.

The host turned around and looked at them, saying in a friendly manner:

"Please take a seat."

At this moment.

A male waiter stood behind the purple wooden chair in the middle. He was wearing a red uniform, white lining, a black bow tie, fluffy brown curly hair, and a handsome face. He pulled out the wooden chair considerately according to his job responsibilities.

Princess Mira closed her beautiful eyes, walked to the wooden chair in a bad mood, sat down, opened her eyes, and looked at the guests with a little indifference.

The waiter finished his work and left the podium obediently.

Keith sat steadily on the wooden chair to the left of Princess Mira, his hands hanging on both sides, looking at the guests warmly.

Kudo Shinichi and Suzuki Sonoko had already placed the ceramic plates and silver forks on the table.

Dongfang Haoyue and Shinichi stood side by side, and finally saw Princess Mira's face clearly. He was slightly stunned, a drop of sweat flowed down his cheek, and he called out in disbelief in his heart:

"Xiaolan?!"

"Exactly the same as Xiaolan..."

Suzuki Sonoko stood on the left side of Dongfang Haoyue, with her hands hanging in front of her stomach with her palms facing downwards, her pupils dilated, staring blankly at Princess Mira's fair face.

"Ok?"

Maori Kogoro heard Suzuki Sonoko's words and let out a sigh. He was no longer immersed in the sorrow of not finding Okino Yoko. He looked back at Mira in surprise and complained casually:

"She is not my daughter. My daughter does not have this kind of dignified and elegant temperament."

"Hahaha......"

Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi looked back at Maori Kogoro, smiled awkwardly but politely, and secretly fantasized in their hearts:

"If Xiaolan knew what Detective Maori said just now, he would probably be in danger of losing his life.

Xiaolan will definitely beat him up while yelling...I am also a lady, how can I be worse than that princess!"

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at the same time.

A speeding train.

"A chirp!"

Xiaolan stood inside the iron gate with her right arm facing the iron gate. She was wearing a classic campus suit, holding a blue schoolbag and karate-related items in her right hand. She pressed her left hand against her red lips and said with a headache:

"It's a headache... I feel like I caught a cold in the shower."

Xiaolan turned her left wrist forward, looked down at her pink watch, was slightly startled, and said awkwardly:

"It's already so late... I'm sure Sonoko will blame me for being late again...!"

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at the same time.

Ballroom.

Princess Mira looked straight ahead without focusing on anything, feeling terrible.

"Um...Princess Mira."

Seeing that Princess Mira didn't move, the host cautiously warmed up the audience and said:

"Could you please say a few words...?"

Princess Mira remained indifferent.

"what happened?"

The guests looked at Princess Mira in confusion, and whispered incomprehensibly:

"Why don't you speak?"

The voice just fell.

Keith stood up and walked calmly to the left of Princess Mira. He half-knelt down, picked up the silver microphone and put it to his lips. He looked at the guests in a friendly manner and spoke calmly:

"Princess Mira is delighted to be in Japan for the first time."