My lover is this organization

As he said this, he raised his hand to gesture to a strange beautiful young woman who was also sitting on the sofa and had not spoken a word from beginning to end. Behind the woman stood an old man who looked like a butler.

President Suzuki continued, "Ms. Kosaka Natsumi found me this morning and we talked. Her great-grandfather was named Kosaka Kiichi, who once worked as a worker in the Russian Pharaoh's workshop and was the real author of this Egg of Memory. So in fact, she is the real owner of the Egg of Memory. As evidence, Ms. Kosaka Natsumi took out the structural design drawing of the Egg of Memory that her great-grandfather Kosaka Kiichi made. However, when we were looking at the design drawing, we found that there should have been two Eggs of Memory, and what we see now is only one of them."

"Yes." Kosaka Natsumi nodded with a smile, "So I guess the other egg of memory may be hidden in the castle in Yokosuka built by my great-grandfather. I hope to ask Mr. Mori to help me take a look."

"Ah, the huge castle in Yokosuka, the one that often appears in TV commercials..." Xiaolan said in surprise.

"no problem!"

Before his daughter could finish her words, Kogoro Mori interrupted her.

"Since we have determined that there is another Egg of Memory, I, Maori Kogoro, will naturally have to find it!"

"Me too!"

"I want to see it too!"

"Please let me go with you!"

The news of the existence of the second Egg of Memory exploded in the president's office like a blockbuster bomb. Art dealers, Russian embassy staff, photographers, and Romanov dynasty historians all became excited at this moment and rushed to join in the fun.

And their purpose is obviously not to help others.

Amid the noise, Huiyuan Ai turned her head to look at someone who still looked calm, and said with a half-smile: "So, is the Scorcher you're looking for among these people?"

"Well...it's hard to say, maybe." Qin Wuque shrugged.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a pair of eyes locking onto him.

He looked back subconsciously, but was stunned for a moment.

In the crowd, there was a figure less than half a meter tall, staring at him intently, as if trying to see something on him.

If Qin Wuque remembered correctly, this kid seemed to be Conan, who Sonoko mentioned was suddenly staying at the Mori Detective Agency recently.

So...what does this naughty kid want to do?

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PS: Damn, if grandma Northwest hadn't posted a status on her space, I would have almost forgotten that February only has 28 days, which is extremely unfriendly to someone like me who has to post 4k posts a day for days to complete the full attendance. It's a break.

Chapter 85 Conan Carries a Bag of Rice to Several Floors

The huge bow broke through the waves, creating layers of green waves.

Under the azure blue sky, the Lamborghini Veneno worth millions of euros was quietly parked at the bow of the Suzuki luxury cruise ship. The bright sunshine spread on the streamlined silver-gray metallic body of the car, refracting a hint of golden light, as if it was coated with a thin layer of gold edge.

In the distance, Kogoro Mori and others had already set up a round table on the deck of the ship. While enjoying the free sea breeze and sunbathing, they sipped the delicious drinks carefully prepared for them by the chef in the cruise ship's kitchen in a very petty-bourgeois manner, and exchanged stories and oddities they had encountered in their respective industries.

Of course, most of the time it was just Kogoro Mori who was bragging, and the others would applaud and praise him, thinking it was wonderful.

Qin Wuque mysteriously did not participate in it. After enjoying lunch on the cruise ship, this guy slipped straight back to his room.

It wasn't because he had a serious aversion to crowded places, but because a certain ultimate otaku hadn't had time to switch from her 16-hour-a-day high-intensity life in the laboratory to avoid direct sunlight. When she saw the bright sunshine and the lively chat atmosphere, she immediately backed out, turned around with a cold face and left, saying that she wanted to go back to her room to rest.

Qin Wuque had no choice but to obey her.

At the same time, on the other side, Sonoko, who also did not participate in the chat meeting on the side of the ship under the banner of "girls should play with girls", relied on her familiarity with the home field of her own cruise ship and easily found the room of her good friend Xiaolan.

The door was open and Yuanzi pushed it open and walked in.

"Lan~ I'm here to play with you~"

In the room, Xiaolan was sitting on the sofa and browsing her phone, holding a glass of juice that had just been delivered by the cruise ship's kitchen not long ago. Next to her was Conan, who was also drinking juice. When he saw Sonoko coming in from outside, he couldn't help but smile a little.

"Yuanzi, why are you here?"

"Well, it's just too boring to stay in the room alone, and I can't get along with your dad and his group of uncles, so I came to play with you, Lan~"

Yuanzi waved her hand with an indifferent look on her face. She then narrowed her half-moon eyes and looked at a loyal follower beside Xiaolan.

"Speaking of which, this brat is really attached to you. I feel like he's always by your side except when you're taking a shower or going to the toilet."

"alright……"

Xiaolan could only smile bitterly: "I can't help it. Conan, like you, doesn't like chatting with my dad and the others, but I'm not too sure if I let him run around alone."

"If this continues, Lan, you will become this little brat's babysitter." Sonoko couldn't help but say.

Haha, it’s none of your business…

Conan complained in his heart with his mouth twitching.

However, in the next moment, it was as if a bolt of lightning struck his mind out of nowhere, and a flash of inspiration made Conan jump off the sofa.

He ran up to Sonoko and asked anxiously, "By the way, Sister Sonoko, did you see the big brother with his sister on the deck?"

"With his sister?" Yuanzi was stunned for a moment, then reacted, "Oh, you mean Mr. Qin, it seems not. I heard that it seems that his sister doesn't like to bask in the sun, so she went back to her room. What's wrong?"

"No, nothing." Conan dodged a glance, "I just want to go talk to that big brother, that's all. Xiaolan and Sonoko, you guys can chat about your own things. I'll be back soon."

"Just say a few words or something..." Xiaolan looked confused, "Conan, what are you going to say to them?"

"Hey, Lan, just let him go~"

As soon as he finished speaking, Sonoko had already sat down on the sofa carelessly, and pushed Xiaolan, who was about to get up, back onto the sofa, his tone full of indifference.

"You don't know this brat yet. He always cares about someone for no reason when he sees them. Then he runs over to ask them all sorts of questions as if he was checking their household registration. In the end, he gets scolded by your dad and is forced to behave himself. Hahahaha..."

After saying this, she slapped her thighs wildly and laughed with her head tilted back, completely lacking the ladylike demeanor that a wealthy tycoon's daughter should have.

Sonoko was laughing happily, but Conan was speechless.

To be honest, he does often care about someone for no apparent reason, but that's just appearance. The fact and essence is that those people who he cares about at first sight will usually be found out as criminals by the police in the end.

Moreover, the basis for his concern is not made out of thin air, but is summarized based on many details of other people...even the rough details.

God, for some reason, I care so much...

And he has a biggest secret, which no more than five people in the world know about, that is, he is actually the high school detective Shinichi Kudo who suddenly disappeared some time ago!

While on a date with his childhood sweetheart Mouri Ran in Dorobiga Park, he was so focused on witnessing the illegal transaction between a silver-haired woman and the president of a criminal smuggling company that he didn't notice the danger coming from above and was knocked unconscious by a Kumamon's sword. He was then forced to drink a mysterious poison.

However, in fact he did not die immediately from the poison. Instead, under the effect of the poison, his entire body shrank to the size of a seven-year-old child.

Although his body has shrunk, his mind is still sharp.

When he saw Qin Wuque for the first time at the Suzuki Museum of Art in Osaka, he immediately realized that this man was undoubtedly the companion of the silver-haired woman on the roller coaster. Although there was no conclusive evidence that Qin Wuque was the one in that damn Kumamon, he believed that he must have some connection with the silver-haired woman.

Moreover, an organization that could develop such an unprecedented poison must be an extremely large organization. If we follow this clue, we might be able to uncover a huge criminal organization.

Thinking of this, Conan's fighting spirit burned fiercely. He wished he could rush into Qin Wuque's room right now, grab the latter by the collar and make him tell him everything he knew.

Of course, that's impossible.

Not to mention that it was impossible for a weak child like him to grab an adult by the neck and interrogate him, what was more important was that things like this could only be done indirectly and slowly, and one must not be too reckless.

And this time, it was his first attempt to test that organization!

But just as Conan was about to rush out of the room and head straight for his destination, the voice of a certain Miss Sonoko suddenly came from behind him.

"Oh, right. If that's the case, why not have more people to make it more lively? Call Miss Pu Siqinglan and Miss Xiangsaka Natsumi as well. Let's go together. He will definitely be surprised to see so many beautiful girls!"

"……Eh?"

Conan was dumbfounded.

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PS: In the original Conan, he is very reckless, and Lao Gan Ma, Bayonetta and others help him clean up his mess. In this book... Conan will probably pay the price for this.

The second chapter may be a little late. I spent the whole morning on Black Sand today, and it's too late to start writing. The Honkai Impact 2rd 60nd pool has also sunk, the character is guaranteed to be level , and there are no black cards to draw for weapons. I fell to the ground in pain.

Chapter 86: Testicle Fight

A quarter of an hour later, when Qin Wuque heard the knock on his door, he looked at the large group of young ladies gathered outside his room in confusion.

Maybe it would be more appropriate to describe it as a massive army approaching?

The first thing that came to my mind was Miss Sonoko's excited voice.

"Yoho~ We're here to play with you~"

"I...fuck."

Qin Wuque's eyes were dull as he uttered two syllables that Miss Yuanzi could not understand at all.

It doesn’t matter if you don’t understand, it doesn’t hinder your understanding.

Realizing that the other party's reaction was completely different from what she had imagined, Yuanzi immediately rolled her eyes in dissatisfaction: "Why, so many beautiful girls come to play with you, and you don't show any expression at all?"

Ah this...

Qin Wuque was truly shocked by the domineering remarks. He thought to himself, you are really the daughter of a wealthy tycoon. You are not arrogant, but you don't show any signs of being tactful either. It is not enough for him not to show a welcoming attitude at the first time. He must welcome you.

Absolutely.

Although he thought so in his heart, Qin Wuque still said: "Yes, welcome, welcome."

Damn, I was really afraid that this girl would suddenly say - no energy! I can't hear you!

That's fucked up.

Fortunately, Miss Sonoko didn't seem to be that interested in the past of the Showa era. After Qin Wuque expressed his welcome, she just curled her lips, complained that it was so perfunctory, and then smiled happily again. At Qin Wuque's invitation, she and a group of girls with different styles behind her entered the room.

Oh, there’s also a Conan with a look of despair mixed in.

Seeing so many people entering the room at once, Haibara Ai, who was originally sitting on the sofa and browsing the shopping website, was a little confused.

Originally, the way she and Qin Wuque got along was very simple. They just did their own things. Occasionally, when she saw a fashion item she liked, she would take out her phone to ask Qin Wuque for his opinion, and Qin Wuque would share some interesting things he saw with her from time to time.

As a result, the room suddenly became more crowded and lively, and she began to feel a little uncomfortable.

Qin Wuque, who knew this very well, quickly picked up the girl from the sofa and held her in his arms, saying that this would give her more space on the sofa, and then immediately began to stroke her fur.

"Don't move~"

He leaned close to the girl's ear and spoke in a very soft voice.

After rolling her eyes imperceptibly, Haibara Ai really did as Qin Wuque said and sat still obediently.

Conan, who had already aimed at the target, took the lead and sat down next to Qin Wuque before Xiaolan, and then put on a cute, harmless and innocent smile.

"Brother Qin, we are here to chat with you~"

"Well, I know, so what do you want to talk about?" Qin Wuque raised his eyebrows slightly.

Ha, that’s what I’ve been waiting for!

Conan was delighted, but on the surface he remained calm and continued in a baby voice, "Yeah, what should we talk about... How about the amusement park? Brother Qin, do you like amusement parks?"

"amusement park?"

Qin Wuque thought about it and nodded.

"It's OK. I still like going to the amusement park. Oh, and...if possible, please don't call me Brother Qin. You can call me Big Pigeon or Quegege."

"Good, we are short of pigeons. No problem, we are short of pigeons."

Hearing this answer, Conan smiled even more happily.

On the contrary, Xiaolan and Sonoko next to them looked confused, wondering when these two became so close.

"Come to think of it, I heard from Sister Sonoko that your store seems to be located near Tokyo Teitan High School, right?"

Seeing that no one else wanted to interrupt, Conan said casually.

Well, actually, it doesn't matter even if he doesn't pretend. After all, from a common sense perspective, what kind of thoughts can a first-grade student have? He just asks whatever he thinks of.

Besides, at first glance, his two sentences have nothing to do with each other, and no one can connect them.