Yuzuru leaned quietly against the railing, closed his eyes, and enjoyed the pleasant moment.
Just then, a strangely pronounced neon voice came from behind him: "Mr. Yuzuru, your pet... eagle... bird..."
Yuzuru opened his eyes and looked back.
Then, Pu Siqinglan and Xiangban Natsumi were walking towards them.
Natsumi Kosaka stopped and pointed in Bobo's direction, looking conflicted, unsure of what to call him.
It didn't seem like an eagle, but it was too big for a bird, which really puzzled her.
“Its name is Bobo, and it’s an elf,” Yuzuru Nan said.
"An elf?"
Pu Siqinglan's eyes flickered. This bird looks very rare. It should be able to sell for a lot of money, right?
"Yes, a unique elf in the world."
Yuzuru explained patiently.
He was unaware that someone had already set their sights on his son, Bob; otherwise, he would definitely be waiting to see a good show.
"Come at me all at once," Bobo said, adding that he was going to take on ten of them.
"No wonder he looks so obedient and handsome!" Natsumi Kosaka nodded and didn't ask any further questions.
In her view, it's perfectly normal for wealthy people to have a hobby like breeding different breeds of pets.
"I'll be troubling you with this trip to the castle, Mr. Yuzuru."
Natsumi Kosaka clasped her hands together, a sweet smile on her face, and earnestly pleaded with her eyes.
"You're welcome. It's my pleasure to be of help."
Yuzuru smiled gently, feeling much happier after being asked a favor by a cute young lady.
“With Mr. Yuzuru here, we feel much more at ease,” Pu Siqinglan chimed in from the side.
She was also quite interested in the boy who was able to snatch the Egg of Memories back from Kaito Kid.
Last night, she thought that Phantom Thief Kid had already stolen the Egg of Memories, which is why she didn't hesitate to snipe it.
When I woke up in the morning and heard that the egg hadn't been lost at all, I was dumbfounded.
Not only did I work for free, but I also didn't get paid, and I didn't even get my money back for the bullets. It's really frustrating.
...
"Miss Qinglan, Miss Xiamei, Yuzuru, would you like to have a drink together?"
On the deck, Kogoro Mouri, who was drinking with Shiro Suzuki, had already noticed the three people chatting amicably over there.
Or rather, it could be two people.
Kogoro Mouri's eyes lit up as he stared intently at the long, beautiful legs of Pu Siqinglan beneath her cheongsam.
My mouth is watering.
"Let's go together, you two beautiful ladies."
Yuzuru and the two women exchanged a smile and walked over together.
Is it convenient?
"Of course! Please have a seat!"
Kogoro Mouri quickly stood up and eagerly pulled out chairs for them, his face beaming with smiles.
"Hanyu, what kind of drink would you like? I'll have Nishino get it for you," Suzuki Shiro asked Hanyu Kusunoki, who had just sat down, in a kind tone.
“No need for that, Uncle Shiro.” Hanyu Nan picked up a bottle of wine from the table. “This will be fine with me.”
After pouring himself a glass of wine, he also poured a glass for each of Pu Siqinglan and Xiangban Natsumi.
"Thank you." Pu Siqinglan politely accepted the wine glass, but her gentle smile froze on her face the moment she glanced at it.
“Mr. Hanchuan, your necklace…”
"As expected of an expert on the Romanov dynasty." Han Chuanlong, who had been waiting for this moment, smiled slightly and took the necklace off his neck. "You noticed it. Would you like to take a closer look?"
As he spoke, he held the necklace and waved it in front of Pu Siqinglan with a hint of smugness.
Pu Siqinglan narrowed her eyes, reached out and took the necklace, examining it closely.
A ring hangs from the necklace, its face engraved with exquisite patterns, while the inside is engraved with a few indistinct letters.
“Maria…could this be the ring of Nicholas II’s third daughter?”
"Whatever you say it is, that's what it is," Han Chuanlong said nonchalantly.
Where did you get it?
Pu Siqinglan's face darkened, and her voice turned cold.
"Oh!"
Han Chuanlong chuckled evilly, took back the ring, and turned to walk towards his room.
"Is this true?" Kogoro Mouri asked, his face full of doubt.
Pu Siqinglan did not answer, silently staring at Han Chuanlong's retreating figure as he returned to the room, seemingly pondering something important.
"Bang!"
Hanyu Kusunoki, who had just clinked glasses with Natsumi Kosaka, leisurely sipped his wine while watching the scene with great interest.
If you don't court death, you won't die.
Do you really think you're Conan, that you can do whatever you want and never die?
Some people have already been provoked to the point of being red-hot!
......
Time slipped by unnoticed, and two hours passed in the blink of an eye.
After a lively drinking session, everyone returned to their rooms to rest and await dinner.
Just then, a rapid and tense knocking came at the door, accompanied by Masato Nishino's panicked shouts:
"Mr. Mori, something terrible has happened! Mr. Kagawa... Mr. Kagawa has died in his room!"
"What!"
Upon hearing this news, Kogoro Mouri was shocked.
As usual, Conan was the first to rush to the scene.
When Yuzuru arrived leisurely with Ran and the others, they saw Conan being ruthlessly thrown out of the crime scene by Kogoro Mouri once again.
"cut!"
Conan got up from the ground and saw Yuzuru Hanyu looking at him with a smile. He was very unhappy, snorted coldly, and his face was full of frustration and resentment.
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