The death of a politician can have a significant impact.

The fact that this politician, who had already been approved for arrest for corruption and bribery, died unexpectedly the day before his arrest was undoubtedly like a bombshell, attracting the attention of many media outlets.

The backup that Inspector Megure called for has not yet arrived.

However, the reporters who had heard the news had already blocked the hotel entrance completely, making it impossible for even a fly to get in.

Faced with this situation, Inspector Megure made a decisive move, first ordering his officers to guard the entrance to the banquet hall to prevent reporters from sneaking in and interfering with the investigation.

They were waiting for backup from the Metropolitan Police Department to be dispatched so that they could question and take statements from each of the hundreds of guests present.

Just as the situation was finally brought under control, the lights in the banquet hall suddenly flickered a few times and then went out completely, plunging the entire hall into darkness.

In the darkness, several eerie green will-o'-the-wisps could be vaguely seen drifting by, causing a series of panicked screams.

"What's going on?!"

"There's a ghost!"

"Run!"

The crowd began to surge in panic, everyone blindly searching for an exit in the darkness, and the scene descended into extreme chaos.

In the chaos, Conan felt something cold brush against his cheek. In that instant, he felt as if all the blood in his body had frozen, and he froze in fright, his heart pounding violently in his chest.

Hattori Heiji jumped up immediately: "What is that?!"

However, only Yuzuru and Bei saw it clearly—it was several amanita demons wandering freely through the crowd, occasionally playfully bumping into the guests and enjoying their terrified reactions.

"Looks like your little monsters have come to join the fun too?"

Sister Bei raised an eyebrow and looked at Yuzuru Hanyu.

Yuzuru smiled without saying a word, then snapped his fingers lightly, and the will-o'-the-wisp disappeared instantly, and the lights came back on.

Inspector Megure, sweating profusely, was trying to maintain order. While calming the panicked guests, he shouted, "Please calm down! It might be an electrical malfunction..."

Looking at the chaotic scene, Bei suddenly noticed a little boy running around in the crowd, seemingly searching for some clue. Upon closer inspection, a teasing smile curled her red lips: "Oh, Yukiko, isn't that your precious son?"

Upon hearing this, Yukiko followed her gaze.

Sure enough, they saw their silly son Conan running around aimlessly with Hattori Heiji. The two of them were weaving through the crowd like headless flies, and the police officers maintaining order didn't even bother with them.

"Tsk tsk tsk..." Vermouth swirled her wine glass, watching Conan jumping around at the crime scene with amusement. "As expected of your son, he's clearly inherited it."

Yukiko immediately bristled: "What do you mean?"

“Literal meaning~” Sister Bei elegantly crossed her legs, her posture languid and charming. “Look at your precious son, so active at the crime scene, as if he’s afraid people won’t know he’s not an ordinary kid?”

Yukiko opened her mouth, but couldn't refute it.

Looking at her silly son's face, which seemed to say "I'm a famous detective," she felt utterly exhausted.

She thought to herself: This is definitely not her son! How could a princess as smart as me have such a stupid son!

"Feel sorry!"

Yukiko suddenly grabbed Hanyu Nan's arm, raised her fair chin, and said, "I don't understand what you're talking about. Right now, my little brother is my precious son, my own flesh and blood!"

As he spoke, he deliberately kissed Yuzuru on the cheek.

Bayonetta quipped, "Oh? Then what about Shinichi Kudo?"

“Godson!” Yukiko answered confidently, her expression unwavering. “That’s what Inspector Megure thinks anyway! You naughty little brother, call me Mom!”

She turned to look at Yuzuru, her eyes filled with anticipation.

Yuzuru smiled helplessly and said cooperatively, "...Hello, Mother."

"Oh, little Nannan is so good~"

Yukiko patted Hanyu Nan's head with satisfaction, then buried her face in his chest and said in a spoiled tone like a child, "Bad little brother, my main account is ruined. How about we start a new one?"

Bei almost choked on her red wine: "Huh?"

Okay, okay, is this how you play it?

Before she could retort, Yukiko added on her own: "When we have a daughter, she'll inherit your looks and my intelligence. I guarantee she'll be the second smartest and second prettiest girl in the world."

As she spoke, she imagined what her future daughter would look like, her face beaming with a happy smile.

Yuzuru's lips twitched slightly: "Are you sure you didn't get it backwards?"

"You didn't rebel?" Yukiko looked at the boy's handsome face with admiration in her eyes and said confidently, "This princess is the smartest person in the world, of course you'll inherit this princess's intelligence!"

Even Bei Jie couldn't hold back her shameless remarks. She coughed twice and promptly posed a question to Yukiko: "So here's the question: if your little master calls you 'Mom,' what should your daughter, whom you and your little master have, call your little master?"

This problem was no challenge for the "clever" Yukiko.

She waved her hand confidently: "Of course I'll call you Daddy!"

Bei pressed further, "So what did I call you?"

“Mom!” Yukiko answered crisply.

"What did your master call you?"

"She's also my mother!"

"What did you call your young master?"

"dad!"

Yukiko shouted it out without the slightest hesitation.

"Fine, you win." Even the well-informed Vermouth was taken aback by these blatant words, before readily admitting defeat: "Yukiko, Yukiko, you're getting more and more uninhibited!"

"Hmph~" Yukiko hummed smugly twice.

It's just calling her "Dad," it's not like she hasn't called him that before. If her naughty little brother wants to, she can even call him that along with her daughter!

Pu Siqinglan, who was standing to the side, was dumbfounded.

Wait, wait, let her sort things out.

The professional assassin's brain isn't quite up to par.

The relationships are more complicated than the organization's intelligence network.

Just as the group was bickering, Inspector Megure, who was investigating the scene, suddenly noticed that the figure of the boy sitting on the sofa in the corner of the venue with his back to him looked familiar.

"Young Master Yu-Yu?"

"Inspector Megure, we meet again."

Yuzuru turned around and greeted Inspector Megure, who was walking over.

Upon realizing he hadn't mistaken the person, Inspector Megure immediately stepped forward respectfully to greet his benefactor, without asking why Hanyu Nan was there.

Don't know things you shouldn't know; he knows too much.

Yuzuru chatted with him for a few minutes and then told Inspector Megure about the reporter who had photographed Kenzo Masuyama shooting a chandelier with a gun.

After all, Inspector Megure is one of our own.