Dr. Agasa paused and said, "But I don't think there is one... I checked his mailbox this morning, but didn't see any invitation... I'll check again later..."
"Is that so?" Xiaolan nodded and then continued, "Oh, by the way, Doctor, Conan went to your place, right? Please keep an eye on him. After all, that kid always likes to run to dangerous places..."
"Okay, I understand. I will definitely keep an eye on him. I understand. I will definitely keep an eye on him." Dr. Agasa agreed.
After thanking him again, Xiaolan hung up the phone, while Conan and Tangze sat next to him and looked at the contents of the invitation letter.
"Are you planning to go?" Huiyuan, wearing a mask, coughed twice: "That ghost ship..."
"Well... I'm quite interested in the signature at the end of the letter..." Conan said as he looked at the letter.
"Do you have any ideas?" Dr. Ali asked in surprise.
"I think Huibara should know this better." Tang Ze smiled and said, "After all, just like gin, vodka, and Vermouth, they are all the names of alcoholic beverages."
"I don't know much about alcohol, and I've never heard of Vermouth..." Huibara said with a cough.
In addition, because the eavesdropping device had been put back into the small dark room, Huihara had no qualms about talking about the organization.
"This wine is produced in Italy, but we usually call it another name..." Conan looked at Huibara with a serious expression and slowly uttered a word:
"Vermouth..."
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