Ke Yan People In the World of Ke Xue

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"What party?" Ye Geng asked in confusion.

"The mud participation was organized by the wife of the previous president."

Belmod glanced at his watch:

"The location is in Kyoto. This time, after preparing the disguise of the two people, it is too late to go again. How about it? Aren't you curious, the object of Bourbon's mission..."

Oh, I got it.

This woman was dissatisfied with Bourbon's unauthorized investigation of the Maori Detective Agency, so she also wanted to disrupt the other party's mission.

It's really a scorpion's heart...

Ye Genyi said decisively:

"Don't go."

"Don't refuse so quickly."

Belmod said in a bewitching tone:

"Let me give you another piece of news. This time, Tongzi of Poison Island was not invited. Maybe it will be lively. Find out the internal situation of the mud participation as soon as possible. If you are lucky, your pen will be temporarily suppressed. The money is there.”

Oh? Maybe you can even see Bourbon...

Ye Geng nodded with interest, "I'll think about it."

"We still have time, and as a sign of sincerity, how about getting back that bug at the firm now?" Belmod said.

...

It is noon.

The sunlight outside the window shone into the window of the Maori Detective Agency, and fell on the tool man who was holding a copy of the English and Japanese Dictionary.

Conan's small fish plan was executed fairly smoothly.

Through the conversion of Japanese and English, Mouri Kogoro has already deciphered some of the hiragana in the email.

He bent down and rubbed the blue cat Goro's head, suddenly beginning to wonder if the cat would really have extraordinary spirituality as written in that novel.

Squat down and bend over, the tie around the neck begins to sway from side to side.

The blue cat goro's child hole suddenly enlarged, and he couldn't help but jumped forward and started scratching and biting.

"Hey! I just bought this!"

Mouri Kogoro let out a miserable cry, and hurriedly got up and put his previous thoughts behind him:

"What, a cat is really a cat... But anyway, at least you already know that this is some basic secret code that a young girl is in a playful state of mind, and deliberately uses some basic codes. If you think about it based on this distance, you should be able to solve it soon. right!"

He sat back at his desk, flipped open his notepad and started copying hiragana.

Mouri Kogoro became confident.

Mouri Kogoro began to get serious.

5 minutes later.

Mouri Kogoro became irritable:

"What! I don't understand it at all! No matter how you look at it, there are several symbols that don't look like hiragana or katakana!"

"Meow~"

At this time, Goro jumped on his shoulders, and after attracting the tool man's attention, he immediately jumped down and ran to the video recorder under the TV cabinet.

Mouri Kogoro chased after him, grabbed the back of Goro's neck and got angry:

"Damn, don't give you a good face and just slap your nose on your face. If you put Miss Yoko's videotape...Miss Yoko! It's too bad, there are less than 3 hours before the broadcast of Miss Yoko's series, if it can't be unraveled smoothly. With this code, I can only record the show first..."

Thinking of this, he suddenly saw a videotape missing from the cabinet.

With a flash of inspiration, I thought of the secret codes. Those symbols that were neither like hiragana nor katakana were very likely because girls thought they were cute and deliberately used this kind of text that lacked some gestures to replace the idea of ​​​​hiragana.

"That's what happened!"

Just as he was cheering, he didn't know that Belmod had quietly taken the bug from the bedroom on the third floor.

Ye Genyi used the excuse of 'confirming whether it was the one he saw' and took away the nano-robot attached to it.

Immediately, the two disguised themselves and changed their means of transportation, and at 5 o'clock in the afternoon, they arrived at a hotel in the urban area of ​​Kyoto that looked like a western castle.

The wife of the previous president who participated in the meeting did not go to the whole restaurant in a private room.

Therefore, Ye Genyi and Belmod easily got in.

The interior decoration of the building is also modeled after the style of medieval Europe.

There are many beautifully shaped candlesticks on the roof and along the walls. Although the candles have now been replaced by light bulbs, the soft light emitted by low-power incandescent lamps...

So that all this does not seem abrupt feeling.

Inside the banquet hall.

The elegant music in the background slightly obscures the whispered conversations between people.

The atmosphere is calm and comfortable.

From time to time, a waiter walked through the crowd with red wine, just ignoring the angle between the lights and the lights, two plain and elegant guests with very ordinary appearance.

Belmod is obviously quite used to such occasions.

Looking around the field of vision keenly, he quickly landed on a woman who was surrounded by three or five men, wearing a dark red dress, like an opera singer.

The age seems to be only thirty-five or sixteen years old, um... It may also be because of the makeup, or the skin is well maintained...

Is this person the wife of the chairman of the board of directors?

If it is true, it is no wonder that Tongzi of Po Island is not willing to have her property split away.

Proper stepmother...

Ye Gengyi also looked over and asked in a low voice:

"is her?"

"No, I like that dress..."

Belmod looked away from there and turned casually: "Look at how popular she is."

Ye Geng said in a low voice without any ups and downs:

"Tear off your disguise~www.wuxiamtl.com~ will definitely attract more attention than her."

"Oh?" Belmod looked over: "Can I understand this as a compliment?"

"Are you lacking self-confidence?" Ye Geng asked back.

It seems that considering that Ie can't change his voice at will, making him play a male companion who can't speak because of throat inflammation is the wisest decision I made this time...

Belmod sneered secretly, and was about to say something.

At this moment, the sound in the entire venue suddenly fell silent.

The two were aware of it, and looked sideways at the door.

A woman with slightly silver hair walked in with a cane.

Behind her, as well as on the left and right sides, followed a total of 3 strong men in black suits, who almost engraved "I am a bodyguard" on their faces.

"This is Mrs. Poison Island." Belmod's introduction was long overdue.

"Well, I can see..."

Ye Geng looked at the middle-aged woman in her 50s who was wearing a long sapphire blue dress.

The other party was also surrounded by three bodyguards and walked to the front table of the entire banquet hall.

"Is her leg an old injury?"

"It is said that when I was working hard with the previous president, I was caught and interrupted abruptly."

Belmod said:

"It is precisely because of this that she can still be cared for by some elderly people after the death of the old president."

"Is that so..." Ye Geng nodded.

He has no interest in the history of the development of the Nishen Club. He just thinks that if the old lady of Dudao's leg is an old injury, it will be fine. If it is a new injury and it was done by Tongzi of Dudao, then it will really be a filial piety...