The two superstars embraced intimately, seemingly like long-lost friends, but in reality, Yukiko's fingers were pinching Vermouth's lower back hard.

"You liar! How dare you use this identity again!" Yukiko whispered through gritted teeth in her ear, her voice low but filled with anger. "You tricked this princess into shedding a lot of tears by faking your death back then!"

Vermouth remained unfazed, responding in a similarly low voice with a hint of teasing: "You've got quite a strong grip, but at your age, you still think you're a princess..."

"You're not that old!"

Yukiko stomped her foot in anger, "That old woman is shameless!"

“Likewise,” Vermouth chuckled. “Don’t forget, we’re the same age.”

She looked at Yukiko with a half-smile.

"Who's the same age as you!" Yukiko retorted immediately. "I'm much younger than you!"

"Really?" Vermouth raised an eyebrow, feigning surprise, her gaze falling on Yukiko's face. "Then why do you have fine lines around your eyes?"

"You!" Yukiko instinctively reached up to touch the corner of her eye, then realized she'd been tricked. "Stop lying! My naughty little brother just gave me a massage yesterday!"

There are various props belonging to Yuzuru Hanyu.

Her skin is now so smooth and supple that it's even more bouncy than a baby's.

Yuzuru stood aside, watching the two international film queens' wonderful performance with great interest. Pu Siqinglan had come to his side at some point and handed him a glass of champagne.

"They really have a good relationship." Pu Siqinglan covered her mouth and chuckled.

Yuzuru shrugged: "Yeah, so good that you want to strangle each other."

Meanwhile, the "war" between Vermouth and Yukiko escalated.

"Speaking of which... who begged for mercy first in bed last time?" Vermouth lowered her voice, swirling her wine glass provocatively. "I remember someone crying so hard their makeup was ruined~"

"Hmph~" Yukiko snorted coldly, glancing at Urako Seiran beside Yuuki Nanami, "If you're so capable, don't call for help. Even if I give you a handicap, you're still no match for me."

"Oh?" Vermouth raised an eyebrow, deliberately drawing out her words. "So Yukiko-chan admits she lost last time?"

Yukiko: "..."

Okay, okay, is this how you play it?

Just wait, who doesn't have a helper?

Once I, the princess, have dragged Eri down with me, let's see how arrogant you can still be!

The conversation between the two big stars naturally attracted the attention of many guests, especially Yukiko, the former international film queen who has made a comeback. Many people wanted to get to know her and hoped to establish a good relationship with her.

Yukiko and Vermouth's acting skills are truly superb.

They might verbally express their hatred for each other, but their facial expressions were those of close friends, smiling and occasionally clinking glasses, giving the impression of a very good relationship.

Meanwhile, at the memorial service registration desk.

Conan and Heiji Hattori, two best buddies, also snuck in.

Gin discovered their bugging devices and tracking equipment, but fortunately, before they were discovered, they overheard that the organization was planning an operation at the Beika Hotel today.

So the two of them arrived ahead of time.

"Kudo, are you sure they'll come?"

Hattori Heiji stood at the entrance and asked cautiously.

People come and go here, each with a solemn or sorrowful expression on their face, seemingly mourning the passing of the legendary film director. But who knows if members of the Black Organization are hiding among them?

Conan nodded, his face serious: "That's right, that guy named Pisco, and their target, will definitely come."

With that, the two pushed open the door and went inside.

Everywhere you looked, there were guests dressed in black.

The dark, oppressive color almost triggered Conan's Black Organization emergency response, causing him to instinctively tense up and become highly nervous.

"Damn it, everyone who came to the memorial service was dressed in black. They all seemed suspicious!"

"A memorial service for a legendary film director is truly something else."

Hattori Heiji looked around at the guests with great interest.

"There are quite a few world-famous figures here." Conan was also making careful observations, muttering to himself, "Famous writer Nanjo Mika, musician Tarumi Naoto, the super popular American actress Chris Vineyard, and... the washed-up actress Kudo Yukiko..."

Conan's voice suddenly stopped, and his expression became very strange.

Hmm, it feels like something strange has snuck in?

"Hey, Kudo, isn't that your mom?"

Heiji Hattori also noticed Yukiko in the crowd. He reached out and nudged Conan, his eyes full of surprise.

Conan was completely dumbfounded, never expecting to see his mother here. What shocked him even more was that he also saw Yuzuru standing next to his mother.

"Why is Yuzuru Nanami here too?"

Conan instantly forgot about his mother's presence, focusing all his attention on Hanyu Nan, who was chatting and laughing with Urako Seiran.

Sure enough, nothing good ever happens where that guy is.

"Could it be that Yuzuru Hanyu is Pisco?"

Hattori Heiji subconsciously began to reason.

Conan immediately denied it: "Impossible. If Yuzuru were a member of the organization, we would be dead long ago."

Conan secretly rejoiced.

Although Yuzuru always does things that give him a headache, such as stealing their girlfriends, acting without regard for the law, and even killing innocent people indiscriminately, he has to admit that Yuzuru has never intended to kill them. Otherwise, with his methods, the two of them would probably be dead long ago.

This is something that must be acknowledged.

Conan pulled Heiji Hattori behind a decorative pillar and whispered, "Let's not make any rash moves. Hanyu Nan's appearance here may not be related to the organization, but it's definitely not a good thing."

Hattori Heiji stroked his chin: "Speaking of which, how come your mom is with him? They seem quite close..."

"Well..." Conan's lips twitched. "I don't know either."

Seeing Conan's expression, Heiji Hattori, for some reason, thought of his own mother and gave her a look of sympathy, further deepening the bond between the two best friends.

The three ironclad detectives.

We solved cases together, shared a bed together, and even lost our mothers together.

They've experienced all of these things now.

Just as the two were whispering to each other, Yuzuru glanced in the direction where they were hiding, as if sensing something, and a meaningful smile appeared on his lips.

"What's wrong?" Pu Siqinglan looked in the direction he was looking.

"Nothing much, just found two little mice." Yuzuru took a sip of champagne. "Perfect for adding some fun tonight."

He remembered tonight's plot as soon as he arrived.

The two sides are about to clash again, and he needs to get involved.

Life is short, so seize the day.

Their lives are short, so they seek their own pleasure.