Conan kissed me again and again, and Huiyuan was stunned

"Yes, catch him!"

Dongfang Haoyue also noticed the burly figure of Maori Kogoro at the first moment, and stopped to the left of Kudo Shinichi, pointing at the bartender with his left hand, his words full of the meaning of watching the show.

The bartender rushed through the hotel staff who were watching the excitement without knowing what was going on, pushed aside a few annoying guys, and shouted angrily:

"Get out of here!!!"

As the bartender finished speaking, he suddenly realized that the mustache uncle in front of him, Maori Kogoro, looked very strong. He decisively bent down and took out a shiny dagger from the inside pocket of his shirt, hoping to scare him away.

Kogoro saw the dagger and ignored it.

His left hand was vaguely in an attacking posture, and he held a handkerchief between his right index and middle fingers and put it in his left breast pocket. His two big round eyes looked at the bartender calmly.

The bartender made up his mind, gripped the dagger tightly, and swung it naturally as he ran, rushing towards Kogoro Mori without any hesitation.

In a flash, Kogoro's eyes were as bright as an eagle's.

He slashed the bartender's knife-holding wrist with his left hand, knocking the dagger away and causing it to fall on the bright red carpet. He then punched the enemy in the abdomen with great force, causing him to foam at the mouth.

Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi stood side by side, with their hands in their pockets, watching the scene with pleasure, and judging happily in their hearts:

"Detective Mori didn't use his full strength, otherwise this punch would have knocked the enemy away~"

"Ho!"

Maori Kogoro used his judo skills with unstoppable force, threw the bartender over his shoulder effortlessly, causing him to faint on the spot. He looked down at him, smiled recklessly and boasted:

"How dare you point a knife at me, Maori Kogoro? You really don't know your place."

"Wow, uncle is awesome!!!"

Dongfang Haoyue dragged Kudo Shinichi and ran to the right front of Maori Kogoro. She looked up at him, clapping and cheering with stars in her eyes, and her innocent face was filled with a bright smile.

Shinichi clapped three times in cooperation, looked up at Kogoro, and praised with a smile:

"Uncle is really amazing, he subdued the criminal in no time!"

"Hahahahaha, where is it!!!"

Kogoro Maori looked down at Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi, put his hands on his hips, and laughed happily towards the sky.

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After a short time.

On the third floor, in a spacious and bright conference room, Princess Mira and Suzuki Sonoko were not present.

Keith stood silently in the huge floor-to-ceiling window, with his back to everyone, his hands in his trouser pockets, gazing calmly at the tall buildings outside the window. No one knew what he was thinking.

Detective Takagi stood three meters behind Keith, holding an open black notebook in his hands and hanging it over his chest. He looked down at the notebook, then looked up at him and explained in a serious manner:

"In the princess's wine we found a lethal dose of poison."

Keith remained silent.

Officer Megure stood in front of Detective Takagi to the right, with his hands in his trouser pockets, staring intently at Keith's deep back, which was filled with worry, and followed the official procedure to get straight to the point:

"Mr. Keith, if you want to give us a surprise, you have to keep it within limits.

We can’t protect you if you’re not willing to tell us the truth.”

"In my opinion, the Royal Guard is more than enough to protect us."

Keith remained motionless, his heart as calm as water.

Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi sat side by side on mahogany chairs next to the oversized wooden table, three meters behind and to the right of Keith. They held the water cups on the table in both hands and glanced at him, Inspector Megure, and Detective Takagi from time to time.

Kogoro Mouri sat on Shinichi's right, with his right arm resting on the wooden table, his left hand on his left leg, and a half-full glass of water on the table in front of him. He looked at Keith indifferently.

"enough?"

Detective Takagi looked at Keith with dissatisfaction and questioned him with reason:

"You didn't even send anyone to guard the kitchen..."

Detective Takagi hasn't finished speaking yet.

Officer Megure turned around and looked at Takagi, calling out in a disarming manner:

"Takagi!"

"In fact, we have already agreed not to let the princess touch the food and drinks at the banquet."

Keith glanced back at Dongfang Haoyue, Kudo Shinichi and Maori Kogoro, and said in a dull tone:

"But I still want to thank the three people over there."

If it were any other time, Dongfang Haoyue would have jumped up with joy, patted his chest modestly, laughed and said that he was nothing special.

That is no longer the case.

Dongfang Haoyue paid more attention to what Kudo Shinichi said when chasing the bartender. She leaned slightly to the right, put her red lips close to his ear, and asked curiously in a low voice:

"Shinichi said before... if those bodyguards are as good-for-nothings as the Metropolitan Police Department's detectives...

Are the Metropolitan Police Department's detectives really good-for-nothings?"

"They sometimes act stupid collectively."

Kudo Shinichi recalled for a moment and gave a pertinent answer. He turned to look at Dongfang Haoyue who had retracted his head, and explained in a melancholy voice:

"I was investigating a case with a group of detectives from the Metropolitan Police Department. A single vicious knife-wielding criminal broke through the encirclement of dozens of plainclothes detectives. In the end, I kicked a water cup and hit the criminal in the head to subdue him."

“Is that so…”

The corresponding wonderful scene emerged in Dongfang Haoyue's mind, and he smiled awkwardly but politely.

Kogoro Maori glanced at Haoyue and Shinichi calmly, then looked indifferently at the tall buildings outside the floor-to-ceiling windows. His mature eyebrows and eyes seemed to have a complex expression of reminiscing about the past.

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at the same time.

In the bright royal suite, the pale red curtains and heavy wooden doors were tightly closed.

Two sturdy bodyguards from the royal guard team stood in front of the walls on both sides of the closed double doors, with their backs to the walls, their hands straight on both sides, standing guard seriously.

Kyle stood silently inside the door, wearing a small black walkie-talkie, with his hands straight on both sides and his eyes looking forward, doing his duty to prevent outsiders from invading this place.

Princess Mira sat on the far left of the dark green sofa in the room, leaning forward, head lowered, eyes closed, fingers interlocked on her legs together, her fair face revealing inner confusion and loss.

The cute girl knelt on the tatami half a meter to the left of Mira, holding a wine glass of warm water in both hands and placed it on the low wooden table in front of her. She looked up at her and called respectfully:

"Mira-sama."

Princess Mira heard the voice and opened her beautiful eyes. What caught her eye was a wine glass similar to the one that had been poisoned before. She was startled and covered her red lips with her right hand like a frightened bird. Her left hand swept the wine glass in reaction, spilling warm water all over the floor.

She stood up, supporting herself on the right side of the sofa with her right hand, and resting her left hand between her legs. She felt uneasy all over.

The beautiful girl stood not far behind Princess Mira on the left. She trotted over and knelt half a meter to her left. She carefully picked up the wine glass in front of her, looked up at her, and said gently and panic-strickenly:

"Please, please don't worry, this is warm water we prepared."