11:30 p.m.
When Ye Gengyi and others rushed to the parking lot of Mihua Hotel, there were already many luxury cars here.
If only based on price, the bulletproof car they were riding in could only be ranked in the top five at best.
Out of politeness and other objective considerations, the driver and two bodyguards were left in the car.
After all, it was a wedding celebration for the daughter of the White Bird Consortium, and Ye Gengyi was enough to be the one wearing black.
Otherwise, it would not be a good idea to bring four men in black upstairs together, and others would misunderstand them as coming to cause trouble.
Knowing the location of the celebration from the front desk, everyone took the elevator to the 15th floor of the Rice Flower Hotel.
Although Suzuki Sonoko knows Officer Shiratori's sister, Sara Shiratori, she knows nothing about the situation on the groom's side.
Kotaro Seigetsu...
The rich lady thought for a moment, but still couldn't remember which consortium's son this was, "Xiaolan, do you know this person?"
Mao Lilan said: "I heard others say that he seems to be a painter..."
"Painter..."
Suzuki Sonoko still had a vivid memory of the Twin Towers skyscraper incident, and the stereotyped old man image of Kisaragi Hosui automatically appeared in her mind. The key point was that he was the serial murderer of the entire incident...
Suicide out of fear of crime, bomb maniac, demolition expert...
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but shudder, "I definitely don't want to be friends with someone like that."
Mouri Kogoro continued: "I always feel that people in the Shiratori Foundation are very strange. For example, the young master Shiratori can clearly inherit the family business safely. Even if he has no experience, he can start as a younger president. Starting from the position, I really can’t figure out why I would like to be a criminal police officer with such a high risk factor.”
"Mr. Maoli," Ye Gengyi said calmly: "According to existing news reports and statistics, in the incidents where people died, more than 68.33% of the deceased were presidents, while only 0.1% were criminal police officers. Unless there was a serious fight or In bombing incidents, it is rare to encounter two consecutive police officers dying on the same day."
"That's right," Suzuki Sonoko muttered, "It seems that I was indeed deeply impressed by the murder of the president."
Mao Lilan also dragged her chin with one hand, "Besides, on the day when my father was engaged in detective career, he also encountered the incident where the daughter of a certain president was kidnapped by robbers."
"By the way, the mortality rate of detectives is 0.23%." After Ye Geng said this, the elevator door just opened, and he turned and walked out.
Moori Kogoro looked at someone's back with beady eyes.
Could it be that the clown is actually me?
...
Before signing autographs and entering the venue, several people met Fei Yingli at the reception desk.
As soon as the couple met, they had a arrogant bickering match.
However, with the support of love and facts, Mouri Kogoro was quickly defeated.
Fei Yingli didn't let her husband get off the stage, and she naturally changed the subject when she saw this.
She looked at Ye Gengyi and said, "We meet again, Gengyi. I haven't had time to thank you for what happened in Karuizawa last time. Otherwise, if you have time to come home for dinner someday, I will cook and reward you personally."
"Yes, there is a chance." Ye Gengyi responded.
After all, I couldn't refuse an invitation like this without an exact date on the grounds that I was busy.
Seeing Fei Yingli's satisfied smile, Mouri Kogoro's expression changed drastically.
He quickly pulled Ye Gengyi aside, his expression extremely serious: "Boy, do you know what you just promised?"
"What?" Ye Gengyi felt the strange atmosphere.
Mouri Kogoro said quietly: "That is an invitation that can increase the professor's mortality..."
"Although I don't want to admit that my father and mother are separated, there are reasons for this," Mao Lilan came over and sighed: "But... the taste of the dishes made by my mother is really hard to describe..."
Conan patted someone's calf: "Brother Gengyi, you're done."
Ye Geng was silent and turned to look at the table and drawers at the reception desk.
"What are you talking about? Mysterious..." Fei Yingli walked over with a smile.
The three people in a certain detective agency fell silent.
Ye Gengyi's expression was very calm: "The development of science and technology and the progress of mankind."
"As expected of Professor Ye, with such thoughts and consciousness..." Fei Yingli couldn't help but sigh, "In the future, we still have to rely on young people like you."
"Well, there is motivation only when there is pressure." Ye Geng said.
Everyone: "..."
What on earth were these two people talking about?
Confused, in a trance.
Several people just walked into the banquet hall together.
From all directions around, there were vague and solemn glances sweeping over.
At a glance, those were police officers from the First Search Division.
"The number of criminal police officers must have exceeded 40%." Ye Gengyi said.
"Yes, as long as he is a police officer, it is easy to tell," Fei Yingli lamented. "He has a fierce look on his face, and the atmosphere is so dull that it makes people uncomfortable."
Mouri Kogoro looked around and suddenly saw his old boss, "Huh? It's Minister Odagiri. I want to say hello."
"Who is that?" Mao Lilan wondered.
"Director Odagiri, when that lame detective was still a police officer, he was the head of the criminal department, and now he has been promoted to the head of the criminal department." Feiyingli said: "After all, the murder of a criminal police officer happened, and his attendance is also a sign of success. Have an attitude."
Conan raised his head and looked at Ye Gengyi, "Brother Gengyi, why don't you go over and say hello?"
Ye Gengyi pretended not to hear and ignored him at all.
This kid's thoughts were too obvious. He knew that his tool man could not find any clues related to the case, so he directly used his efforts on himself.
Conan was helpless when he saw this, so he could only look around silently, trying to find some clues.
A few seconds later, as the emcee presiding over the banquet walked onto the stage, the lights in the entire hall dimmed on their own.
"Next, let's welcome the bride and groom!"
Applause and spotlights heightened the atmosphere of the banquet hall.
Kotaro Seigetsu and Sara Shiratori walked to the stage and received everyone's blessings.
The banquet officially started.
Shiratori Rensaburo walked among the crowd, thanking all the guests for their visit on behalf of his sister.
Not long after, he and a young man with brown hair and a beauty mark on the left corner of his eye came over, "Mr. Ye, Mr. Maoli..."
"Hello." Ye Geng nodded.
A toolman who was already tipsy raised his glass and laughed, "Oh, White Bird, congratulations! Congratulations!"
"On behalf of my sister-in-law, I would like to thank you all for coming to the banquet."
After Shiratori Rensaburo bowed slightly in greeting, he turned sideways and made an introduction gesture: "By the way, let me introduce you. This is my attending physician. He is a psychiatrist at Yoneka Yakushino Hospital, Futo. Speaking of which. ..Mr. Ye, you should have met Conan before."
"Eh? Do you know each other?" Mouri Kogoro burped, and started to introduce himself without too much entanglement, "My surname is Mouri, this is my wife Yingli and my daughter Xiaolan. As for this boy... "
He bent down and patted a certain detective on the big head, "He is Conan who lives in our house."
"So you are the famous detective Mouri Kogoro. I really admire your name for a long time." Kyousuke Futo smiled and stretched out his hand and said, "You are Conan's guardian, right? I heard Mr. Ye say before that this little brother seems to be a little precocious. If If you have time, you'd better take him to the hospital for diagnosis next time."
A certain detective who was trying to eavesdrop was shocked when he noticed something was wrong.
Speaking of which, Ye Gengyi doesn't seem to care much about him on weekdays. Why is he always worried about this matter? !
