The correct way to wish for the Holy Grail of Conan

On the expressway, Mori Kogoro rented a commercial vehicle with a limit of 10 people to carry everyone on the road.

Next to it, a truck passed in front of the commercial vehicle, which made Mori Kogoro very upset: "Ah! Why was it overtaken again! Do they still care about the old car!"

The corners of Conan's eyes twitched slightly, "Uncle, you still blame others. Since they are all rented cars, why don't you just rent a better one?"

Conan and his friends sat in the second and third rows. Hearing Mori Kogoro's complaints, they sat on the seats and echoed Conan's words.

"That is to say, uncle, you should rent a better one."

"That's right, all the money has been spent, so of course you have to treat yourself better!"

Mori Kogoro snorted disdainfully: "Who am I doing this for? Of course I rented this car to be able to carry all of you! Now I'm actually blaming me."

Zhenshi and Mao Lilan were sitting in the last row of cars. Hearing what the person in front said, she said: "If I knew this, Uncle Mao Li, you just tell me, and then I will ask my family to help us to go there."

When Maori Kogoro heard Shinse belittle his business car in private, he squeezed the steering wheel slightly harder, and secretly cursed in his heart: How do I know that you are really a rich lady like Sonoko? !

It is said that the eldest lady is not accepting the arrangement of the family, or squandering assets, what kind of shop does she run outside by herself? !

Sure enough, he is the child of a rich family!

Mori Kogoro thought viciously in his heart, but subconsciously, he still admired Masei's way of making money with his own ability and then spending it.

"However, it's actually very convenient to take the tram." Amuro, who was sitting in the passenger seat, smoothed things over with a smile.

Hui Yuanai closed his eyes and listened to them without saying a word, and there was a complicated light in his slightly opened eyes.

Anyone who sat in the same car with a person who wanted to kill her the day before yesterday would not feel at ease, would he?

God knows how fast her heart beat because of fear when she saw Toru Amuro in the car.The other party's kind and sunny smile was like a poisonous snake with a snake letter to her!

Thinking that Conan next to her had abducted her, Haibara Ai felt a little more uncomfortable.

Conan smiled embarrassingly, and sat quietly away from her.

After some high-speed chasing and drifting, the group successfully arrived at the fantasy paradise.

The super giant snake roller coaster built on the sea kept screaming, the huge Ferris wheel reflected light under the reflection of the sun, and the vermilion, majestic castle-shaped building hotel was their destination this time.

The children were instantly excited when they saw such a tall and magnificent castle.

"It's amazing! It's like a real castle!"

"Wow! If you lived in it, wouldn't you become Her Royal Highness?"

"No, no, I think he should be the king!"

"King? Eh?! Is there a real king living in it?"

Conan listened to their immature words, glanced at the colored paper on the ground, and ruthlessly pierced their fantasy: "It's so stupid, how could there be a king. This is just a business method of this restaurant."

"Conan is right. The location of this hotel is right in front of the Wonderland. I guess it is very popular with guests from other places." Toru Amuro touched his chin and said.

"Hey! Speaking of it, I remembered it. I heard that the number of guests staying in this hotel seems to exceed 10!" Mao Lilan added.

"Then the business of this restaurant is not bad." Mori Kogoro raised his hand.

Zhenshi looked at all the novelty around him and was very interested.

You know, since she woke up, she has only been to another large playground——Tropical Paradise once, four years ago. This is her second visit to this place.

Moreover, it is different from the one built in the tropical paradise, and each has its own advantages.

"Excuse me, are you Detective Mori Kogoro?"

At this time, a white-collar man in a neat suit came out of the hotel, followed by the hotel security.

The security guards are dressed in the same clothes as the pacesetters in the fairy tales, which perfectly sets off the scene, highlighting the fairy tale characteristics of this hotel.

"I'm."

"I've been waiting for you here for a long time." As soon as the white-collar man heard Mori Kogoro's confession, he quickly changed his address to a more polite one, and began to introduce himself: "I am the secretary of this client, my surname is Takata, Please follow me this way now."

After finishing speaking, he said to the security guard beside him: "Go and help the guests park the car first."

"Ok."

Mori Kogoro handed over the car keys to the security guard, and everyone walked into the hotel.

All the furnishings in the hotel are built according to the real European-style palace, and everyone is full of praise and amazement.

"Then, please wait here for a while, I'll come later." Secretary Gao Tian led everyone into a two-story reception room, then turned around and went out to get things.

Zhenshi stared at the chair that didn't match the western-style retro room, frowned, sat down beside Mao Lilan without touching the armrest, looked around the room, and commented from the bottom of his heart: "The decoration is good, and the feng shui orientation is okay, but These chairs don’t fit here, it kind of ruins the atmosphere.”

Mao Lilan listened to Zhenshi's serious comments, and smiled helplessly: "What if this is someone else's ulterior motive?"

Toru Amuro also stared at the chair below him that did not match the interior furnishings, his eyes fell on the armrest, and for a moment, he did not rest his hand on the armrest, but raised his elbow to the table.

"click"

The door of the room opened, and Secretary Takada pushed a small cart back and forth, with nine black electronic wristbands on it.

"Sorry to keep everyone waiting. These bracelets are specially prepared for the children."

Secretary Takata handed out bracelets one by one.

The children picked up the bracelets and looked at them, confused.

"These bracelets, what kind of bracelets are they?"

Souvenir?

"These wristbands are IDs that allow you to play in Wonderland for free." Secretary Takata explained with a smile.

"Eh? Really!?" They suddenly felt that the bracelets in their hands made them unable to put it down.

Zhenshi stared at the bracelet on the table without moving.

If you don't have anything to show your courtesy, if you are not a woman, you will steal.

When she commented here just now, there was actually one thing she didn't say, that is, apart from the violation of the chairs, this room also had a very strong smell of blood and wronged souls.

Zhenshi began to regret coming this trip.

Amuro Toruya's eyes moved slightly, and he slowly picked up the bracelet and looked around.

Children may be easy to fool, but adults are not so easy to talk to.

But who is Secretary Takata?

He is also a person who is used to seeing strong winds and waves.

As he continued to distribute, he explained: "The distribution of these bracelets is actually for when Mr. Maori starts working, we want the children to have fun in the fantasy paradise, and you can tell us about this bracelet when you are done. Feedback on the use of ID."

Is it a marketing tool?

Conan thoughtfully stroked the cold bracelet in his hand.

- off topic -

Theatrical version: The Requiem of the Detectives starts~

PS, ink carp to complain.Today, when Mo Li was happily reading the comments, he saw a critical reader. He said that Mo Li's book in You Ye was too long-winded, with a lot of typos and wrong sentences.

emmm There are indeed typos, and there are also wrong sentences.So here comes the problem, everyone knows that Mo Li is a light novel writer, and he focuses on fandom... How can I tell him that ooc is not a sick term but just a common sense joke?

And...why does Mo Li change his writing style because of the way you read?? You can actually start a book yourself.

As a fan writer, today is also a day of question marks.