The memorial service for director Akira Sakamaki was held in the banquet hall on the third floor of the Beika City Hotel.

Most of the attendees were social celebrities, industry elites, and even important figures from both the political and business spheres.

But when Yoruichi Toyama showed his invitation and walked into the venue, no one felt that his appearance was abrupt.

His face is now well-known to the general public.

In particular, he captured Kaito Kid at the Suzuki Group's anniversary celebration, and later had many dealings with business tycoons such as the Frostflower Group and the Blue River Group.

There are already rumors that he is a "detective for the wealthy," serving only the rich.

It is said that there are also political figures backing them up.

Because of this unfounded speculation, he was unable to hide in a corner of the venue and properly observe the guests.

He was then surrounded by people from all walks of life who kept trying to strike up a conversation with him.

Finally, after being questioned repeatedly, Yoru Toyama had no choice but to bow slightly and say with a smile, "If you ever need my help as a detective in the future, please feel free to come to my office."

"The commission fee can be discounted."

That's really bad luck.

The only occasions that people can think of that require a detective, besides death, disappearance, or a threat to life, are probably investigating infidelity.

That's not what they meant at all!

Who isn't trying to get close to you because of the major financial groups you're backing and the cabinet ministers you're rumored to be involved with?

The disappointed crowd took it as a polite refusal and dispersed in twos and threes.

In the end, only one girl standing on the perimeter remained, sizing up Yoruichi Toyama, and suddenly asked, "Weren't you going to marry into the Aizawa Group? Will you also be a detective?"

The girl looked to be seventeen or eighteen, but she possessed a maturity that genuine high school students like Ran or Miyuki lacked.

She wore natural, understated makeup and a black evening gown suitable for the occasion.

Only her eyes blinked brightly, still retaining the cunning of someone her age.

Yuanshan Ye thought to himself, "It's true what they say, good news doesn't travel far, but bad news travels fast."

Nobody knew he was dating Miss Mingmei before, and now that he's only been a son-in-law for a few days, even girls he doesn't know have heard about it.

"Mitori, how dare you speak to Mr. Toyama like that!" A rather authoritative voice came from the side, and Yoruichi Toyama trembled in fright.

The voice, if you look at it from afar, sounds like his iron-fisted high school homeroom teacher; if you look at it up close, it sounds like the absinthe aunt who interrogated him in the warehouse.

Seriously? You told me to come alone...

Yoruichi Toyama turned her head timidly, only to see a thin, middle-aged woman.

She was nearly 50 years old, with her black hair styled in large waves, elegantly draped over the shoulders of her long black dress.

Like the girl she was calling for, her attire, though understated, exuded the luxury of high society.

"I am a musical composer, Xiang Jingge."

After a brief self-introduction, the woman glanced at the girl who was creeping away into the distance.

"Hey, why don't you greet people? Where's your manners?"

The girl immediately stopped and glared back at him with a dark expression.

But in an instant, she put on a bright, sunny smile, gently lifted her skirt, and gave a formal curtsy to Toyama Yoru.

"Nice to meet you, I am Hibiki Tori, please take care of me."

Her overly cheerful and loud voice, and her ability to change her expression as quickly as turning the pages of a book, did not demonstrate the politeness her mother emphasized; instead, they made her seem even more rebellious.

Moreover, after saying hello, the girl turned around and left.

"Meituli!"

The girl stopped under her mother's stern rebuke, but stubbornly refused to turn around.

Xiang Jingge could only show a pained expression and sigh.

"I really shouldn't have brought her to this kind of occasion. She's not presentable, and I'm sorry to have made Mr. Toyama laugh at her."

"Not at all, Ms. Jingge, don't be so polite." Toyama Yoruichi greeted her politely, not quite understanding why the composer had come to strike up a conversation.

"I'm a complete novice when it comes to musicals, so please don't laugh at me, Ms. Jingge."

Perhaps because his tone was too polite, Mitori, who had turned her back, let out a cold laugh.

Yoruichi Toyama raised an eyebrow and spoke before Shizuka Hibiki could reprimand her.

"By the way, I have no intention of marrying into the Lanze Group, and I must make that clear."

While Hibiki was stunned, Mito suddenly turned around and took two steps to get close to him.

"Really? Just two days ago, someone clearly saw you and the young lady from the Lanze Group going out together at a hotel. You're still lying!"

"That was just..." Yoruichi Toyama gave a helpless bitter smile, "...it was kind of business."

"Huh? Did that young lady also hire you? What does she want to investigate?"

"Meituli!"

Feeling like she'd been repeating the same sentence ever since she appeared, Xiang Jingge, unable to bear it any longer, grabbed her daughter's hand and dragged her behind her.

"Mr. Toyama is a detective and has an obligation to keep his clients' secrets, so please don't ask any more questions."

Yoruichi Toyama suddenly became interested in the mother and daughter who kept undermining each other but barely said a word to her.

"So, Ms. Jingge, you also want to ask me to investigate something?"

...

Yoruichi Toyama had not anticipated receiving a new commission at the site where she was originally assigned to investigate.

Yes, he had taken the "bet" that Vermouth mentioned as a normal commission he had received.

Otherwise, you might keep worrying about gains and losses and end up not finding anything.

Besides making necessary observations of the venue, Yoruichi Toyama discovered that it was indeed a good place for a private meeting.

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