I am in Mihua, and the ladies all like me

"Well, if you really have an extremely strong desire to vent but have nowhere to vent, then I suggest you go directly to Inspector Nakamori and ask him to ask two police officers to accompany you to find the two people with the red Siamese cats. Let them come and listen to your lecture. After all, it is them who are pointing guns at innocent people, not me. Do you understand?"

"So the life and death of the staff members is of no concern to you?!"

Conan could barely hold back his voice as he growled out these words.

However, Serabelle just glanced at him strangely and asked without thinking.

"Isn't it? Everyone here is someone I know. If I have to choose between saving someone I know and someone I don't know, I will undoubtedly choose someone I know... Is that what you mean by putting the people closest to me in danger for someone who has nothing to do with me?"

The last question was really irrefutable. Conan opened his mouth but no sound came out and he could only stay where he was.

Back at the Observation Deck, the tense and gloomy atmosphere instantly dissipated as the terrorists had been dealt with and they learned that the so-called killer bacteria on the airship were actually faked with raw lacquer.

And if we have to say, the area most affected in the whole incident is actually the Tourism Bureau.

As for the airship staff in the kitchen and the cockpit, although they were indeed taken hostage at one point, somehow the other party's eldest brother was captured, and then somehow the other party's younger brother was also called away and captured.

The whole process was nothing but confusion, and those who were slow to react didn't even have time to figure out what was going on before it was over.

The incident ended perfectly with a happy ending, and everyone was naturally happy.

In order to ease the panic caused by the terrorists, Suzuki Jirokichi asked the kitchen to prepare a set of desserts for everyone as a consolation. The desserts were served on beautifully shaped plates and pushed all the way from the kitchen by a food cart.

"Here, bro, this is yours."

Masumi Sera, who had eaten so much that cream was hanging on the corners of his mouth, bit the silver spoon in his mouth, holding the half of his portion in his left hand, and with his right hand he took a brand new portion from the dining cart and handed it to Serabelle, speaking vaguely.

"Oh, thank you."

Serabelle thanked him and took it.

Masumi Sera scooped a spoonful of cake piaji and put it into her mouth, then curiously glanced at Conan who was standing alone in the corner not far away.

"Brother, what did you talk to him about just now? He looks very bad."

"Well, it's a little bit of a clash of values."

Serabelle didn't really want to talk about this topic, so she said something perfunctorily and turned her gaze towards Suzuki Jirokichi who was shouting something excitedly by the window not far away.

"What's wrong with that old man? He looks very excited."

"Oh...it seems like they're planning to book a celebration banquet."

"Celebration party?"

"Ah."

The girl with tiger teeth nodded slightly, stopped the silver spoon turning on her fingertips and pressed it against the corner of her mouth, with a look of reminiscence on her face.

"I remember saying that we were going to celebrate our defense against Kaito Kidd and the successful repulsion of the terrorists, and we were going to celebrate at the most luxurious hotel in Osaka."

"Oh……"

Serabelle responded in a drawn-out tone.

It was only just now that he remembered that he seemed to have left a certain thief girl alone for a long time.

The other party is really honest. There has been chaos on the airship for so long, but he didn't take advantage of the chaos to fish in troubled waters?

At the same time, Suzuki Tomoko also came over with a mobile phone in her hand. Seeing the brother and sister chatting, she smiled.

"I have something to tell you. We will land in Osaka around 6pm tonight, and it would be too rushed to take the high-speed train back to Tokyo. So we decided to stay in Osaka for one night. How about booking two single rooms for the two of you?"

Single room...

Sera Masumi glanced at Serabelle hesitantly and said, "Let's not go to such trouble. My brother and I only need a double room."

"Double room..."

Suzuki Tomoko seemed to be trying to persuade him.

"How about two single rooms? It would be a bit inconvenient to live in a double room together. Besides, after what happened during the day, we should get a good rest at night."

"Well, then I'd better obey you respectfully."

The innocent and naive girl with tiger teeth was completely unable to see through the wife's routine and stepped firmly into it.

Chapter 223 Shiliang: (Brother's) orange juice is still delicious

As the last ray of sunset glow disappeared below the horizon where the sky and the earth met, the Conrad Hotel in Nakanoshima 3-chome, Kita-ku, Osaka City was brightly lit.

The huge golden crystal chandelier hung on the dome, the magnificent decoration, the high-ceiling space and the large, spotless floor-to-ceiling glass perfectly illustrate what it means to live a life of luxury.

This is a famous luxury hotel under the Hilton Hotel brand. Since its opening, it has been firmly sitting on the throne of the best hardware in the Kansai region. Under normal circumstances, if you want to hold a banquet here, you need to make a reservation a long time in advance.

But as the saying goes, money makes the world go round, and this rule is obviously of little use to the Suzuki Group, which dominates the Japanese financial world.

The Suzuki airship landed at half past six, and by seven o'clock the powerful voice of a special adviser was already echoing in the lobby on the fortieth floor of the Conrad Hotel.

"Yoshi~ Then, to celebrate the victory over Kaito Kidd and the red Siamese cat, everyone can eat as much as they want tonight and enjoy themselves! Cheers!"

"Cheers!"

As soon as Suzuki Jirokichi finished speaking, everyone in the staff area on the left side of the hall raised their glasses.

Serabelle, who was sitting at the friends and family table on the right side of the hall, silently took a sip of the orange juice in her glass.

That’s right, this old man directly pulled all the Suzuki Group employees on the Suzuki airship to attend the celebration banquet together.

After all, the Suzuki Group is a wealthy group and never stingy when it comes to rewarding subordinates.

And Kogoro Mouri, who had been offline the entire time on the airship, finally won the resurrection match. He sat at the table with a wine glass in his left hand and a beer glass in his right hand, drinking so hard that he was completely immersed in nature.

"Waiter! Another drink please!"

"Come here..."

As expected of a top hotel, although there are plenty of waiters in the lobby, it does not give people the feeling that there are sentries all around. Instead, each of them is like they have turned on invisibility and only appear when they are needed. They politely come forward to refill the drunk and violent Mouri Kogoro's glass with new wine.

Sonoko lifted her chin and teased with a sly smile: "Uncle Kogoro is really enjoying his drink. He even started calling the waitress "Sister."

Xiaolan was a little embarrassed, and quickly patted her father on the shoulder: "Dad, you should control yourself a little and don't drink too much. If you get drunk, Conan and I will have to help you back home."

But the next second she was sprayed with alcohol in the face, and Kogoro Mouri's cheeks were red and he was grinning.

"It's okay, it's okay. You won't get drunk from drinking high-end wine!"

"dad……"

With such a weird father, Xiaolan could only hold her forehead in her hand helplessly.

At this moment, Serabelle suddenly felt someone nudging her arm with his shoulder.

When I turned around, I saw Sera Masumi coming towards me with an adorable little face that was so full of anticipation that two little pointed fangs were showing.

"Hey, bro, why don't you have some too? In the UK, you can drink alcohol when you turn 18."

Upon hearing this, Serabelle glanced at Kogoro Mouri, who was completely unconscious and had his tie tied on his forehead like a headscarf, across the table, and silently took a sip of the orange juice in her glass.

"I'll forget it."

No matter how good the wine tastes, it's ruined if it becomes like that.

The boy thought silently.

However, Sera Masumi seemed determined to make him drink and continued to encourage him.

"Just give it a try. Besides, isn't it said that men must drink alcohol? Men who can't drink are not mature men, blah blah blah?"

This statement is very fatherly, but Masumi Sera herself is not a fatherly person.

There is only one answer -

"I think you want to drink it yourself?" Serabel said with a sidelong glance.

"Eh~"

Just like pressing the pause button on a movie and freezing the picture, the smug smile on the tiger-toothed girl's face suddenly froze.

After a pause, she carefully raised her index finger and made the same gesture as Doctor Strange in Avengers 3.

"Just... just a taste."

It's understandable that she would feel curious. In the UK, people have to be 18 to drink alcohol. When Masumi Sera was studying in London, she lived in a boarding school and couldn't buy alcohol. Even when she went home on weekends, Mary Akai would look after her.

Although Serabelle doesn't care much about these rules and regulations, he also listens to Akai Mary.

"…Only a little bit."

Serabelle thought about it, turned around and asked the waiter for a clean small bowl, took the unopened bottle of high-proof liquor from the table, opened it and poured a little, dipped her chopsticks in the liquor and passed it to the girl with tiger teeth.

Without any hesitation, Sera Masumi took the tip of the chopsticks into her mouth and sucked hard twice.

Then the little face suddenly changed from expectation to confusion, and the nose, eyes and eyebrows were almost twisted together.

She quickly let go of her chopsticks and without even turning around to get her own, she simply picked up Serabel's orange juice from the table and took a big gulp. After she had caught her breath, she came to a firm conclusion.

"Orange juice is still better."

"right."

In contrast to the friendly interaction between the brother and sister, the atmosphere of dinner with Inspector Nakamori and others at the next table was like a war.

Everyone remained silent and devoured the food in front of them as quickly as possible...not because they were very hungry, but because they felt like they were in a hurry to do other important things after eating.

Just then, Suzuki Jirokichi walked over with a glass of wine. He wanted to say hello but saw this scene and couldn't help feeling confused.

"Inspector Nakamori, what's wrong with you? The matter has been resolved. There is no need to be so nervous, right?"

"No, not yet."

Swallowing the food in his mouth hard, Nakamori Ginzo answered seriously.

"Although we have caught the man who caused the red Siamese cat, we still need to interrogate him for the specific details of his crime motive. In addition, in order to avoid any complications, it would be best to escort him back to the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department as soon as possible."

"Well...why not just leave the guarding work to the police in Osaka? If we want to interrogate them, we can still do it tomorrow, right?"

"No, this is the job of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department. How can we let the Osaka police interfere?"

Nakamori Ginzo's attitude towards Suzuki Jirokichi's reasonable proposal was extremely firm.

At the same time, a burst of trivial footsteps suddenly sounded at the door of the banquet hall.

Serabelle glanced in the direction of the sound and saw that a group of people were walking in.

Walking in the front was a middle-aged man with slightly dark skin, tall build and fox eyes, and behind him was a group of people who seemed to be his subordinates.

It happened that Nakamori Ginzo also saw this scene. When he saw the face of the person who came clearly, he put down his chopsticks reflexively, and stood up and bowed with several of his men around him, even though he had just said that he would not let the Osaka police interfere.

"Captain Hattori!"

"It's okay, sit down."

The fox-eyed middle-aged man known as Hattori Honcho nodded, then turned to Suzuki Jirokichi.

"Mr. Suzuki, long time no see."

Hattori?

The familiar words made Serabelle keep turning her head for a second longer.

The white light of the flashbulb flashed by, and the classmate who picked up the camera was Director Mizukawa of Nichimi TV who had been on the airship to film the fight between Kid and the Kid.

He was muttering to himself while taking the photos.

"It's a meeting between Special Advisor Suzuki and Director Hattori. It will surely become a hot topic."

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Chapter 224: Mrs. Suzuki is a professional thief (supplementary file)

In the banquet hall, Suzuki Jirokichi and Hattori Honbu were still talking. At the same time, Serabelle suddenly noticed someone coming up to her, and the first person she spoke was in the familiar Osaka accent.

"Oh, what a coincidence, it's been a while since we last met, Ko... no, Conan-kun, and this... British guy."

Ok?

Serabelle looked up and what came into view was a face as dark as coal, but still handsome.

It turned out to be Hattori Heiji, he actually came here too.