Detective Conan: The Grey Winged Angel

　　 Saturday, June 29, in the evening, on the cruise ship of Yanben family.

　　 Lan, Yuanzi, Mei Daizi, Conan, and Miss Xia Jiang, with the help of the jacuzzi in their respective rooms, relax and then come out again.

At the front end of the deck, five people, Yuanzi, Meidaizi, Lan, Conan, and Miss Xiajiang lined up, leaning on the couch, drinking fresh juices that were only squeezed, blowing the sea breeze, watching the sunset slowly fall, saying no Out of comfort.

　　 Mr. Ichiro was not far behind them on the right, drawing something in front of them. Ms. Akie and Mr. Ryuro and Mr. Ichiro are lying on the railing to watch the sunset on the back right.

　　 Mei Daizi asked: "By the way, Miss Xia Jiang, when will you get married?"

　　 "It may be tomorrow night, or maybe..." Miss Xia Jiang said, "This matter must be decided by Grandpa, he has not made a final decision."

　　 "What do you want to do?" Yuanzi asked in a low voice curiously.

　　 "I'm wondering if I want to give her a gift," Mei Daizi said in a low voice, "Miss Xia Jiang seems to be a good person."

　　 "Ha," Yuanzi said with a small smile, "If I can play with you, I'll say it's pretty good."

　　 "Miss Xia Jiang, are you okay?" Lan asked, "Why are you crying?"

　　 "It's okay, I just suddenly remembered my parents who died in a car accident last year," Ms. Xia Jiang said, wiping the tears from her cheeks, "I really want to show them how I look in a dress."

　　 Putting down a large plate of snacks, Mr. Yan Benwu asked with concern: "What's wrong, Xia Jiang?"

　　 "It's nothing, Xiaowu." Miss Xia Jiang said.

　　At this time, Mr. Haozao's very angry voice came from behind, "Didn't I say that you are not allowed to bring these things?"

　　 Looking back, not far behind him, Mr. Haozao was pointing at Mr. Ichiro who was drawing, and he was angry with Mr. Beilang.

　　 Mr. Bei Lang hesitatingly said: "I, I think, Ichiro just don't, don't..."

　　 "As long as you don't let me see it, don't you?" Mr. Haozao exclaimed, "You are really good."

　　 Mr. Bei Lang said: "No, no, Dad..."

"Okay, you don't need to explain anymore," said Mr. Haozang. "I'm useless, and my son is not much better. He will only draw ghost pictures there all day long. Didn't you tell him that this is impossible? Let's dispel the realized delusion early." After speaking, he went to the left of Lan Jiren, who seemed to be out for a walk.

　　Looking at the old Mr. Haozao walking away, Miss Xia Jiang said: "Don't care, my grandpa doesn't like Ichiro's painting."

　　 "It's all my fault. It's my poor cooking skills that made my father feel bad." Mr. Xianger came over and said, "Daddy just took a bite and threw the refreshment I sent."

　　 "No need, Uncle Xiang, grandpa himself hates western cuisine, let alone Master Miyamoto's cooking first..." Miss Xia Jiang laughed, "I think your cooking is delicious."

　　 Mr. Xianger smiled and said, "I feel much better when you say this."

　　 "Mr. Xiangji," Ran asked, "Excuse me, where is my father?"

　　 "By the way, I'm here to invite you to the restaurant," Mr. Xianger said with a smile, "Mr. Maori is already there."

　　 "Restaurant?" Mei Daizi asked immediately, "Is it going to start?"

Mr. Xianger 　　 smiled and said, "Miss Mei Daizi, please **** craft."

　　 "What are you waiting for," Mei Daizi smiled, "I'm already hungry."

　　At this time, the old Mr. Haozao called out: "Yes, Xiaowu, come to my room for a while." After speaking, he went back first.

　　 "Huh? Ah." Mr. Yan Benwu hurriedly followed. Mr. Xianger also led Mei Daizi to the restaurant.

　　 Seeing Mr. Haozao leave, Mr. Bei Lang exhaled and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his suit sleeve.

Handing a handkerchief to her husband, Ms. Mariko said, "My dear, just bear with me. Dad is too old and won’t live long. When he dies, the entire Yanben group and all the property of Yanben family It’s all yours."

　　 "I'm afraid it's not that simple, aunt," Miss Qiujiang smiled, "You are too naive to think."

　　 "What do you mean by that?" Ms. Mariko asked quickly, "What do you know?"

"Speak out, don't be shocked," Ms. Qiujiang smiled in Ms. Mariko's ear, "I heard it outside my grandfather's room in the afternoon. He told Butler Suzuki to call the island to get those people to prepare. After Xia Jiang's wedding, he announced that he would hand over Yan's family to her."

　　 "Ah, this, how is this possible," Ms. Mariko exclaimed, "Impossible."

　　 "Are you kidding me," Mr. Ryuro said, "I am in debt now, and I have to get my property."

　　 Ms. Qiujiang laughed softly: "There are almost thirty hours left, if we don't want to do something..."

　　 At this time, walking into the cabin, Mei Daizi asked: "Miss Xia Jiang, did you hear that just now?"

　　 "What?" Miss Xia Jiang asked.

　　 Yuanzi smiled and asked, "Hey, what did you hear?"

　　 Mei Daizi asked: "Miss Xia Jiang, it's all about your privacy, do you want to listen?" ""

　　 Ms. Xia Jiang rebuffed: "No need."

　　 Around half past six, when Lan and the others arrived in the restaurant, Maori was pouring beer into his mouth, a large glass full of beer, and half of it went in one go.

　　 "Dad!" Lan called.

　　 "Hi!" Maori smiled, "You are here."

　　 looked at it, there was only Maori in the restaurant, and the butler Suzuki who helped set the tableware, Mei Daizi asked, "Huh? Where is my brother?"

　　 Butler Suzuki said: "Mr. Yamazaki, I was here just now."...

　　 Mr. Haozao’s room.

　　 Sitting on the sofa, Mr. Haozao smiled at Mr. Yanbenwu standing in front of him: "Xiaowu, you have performed well during this time."

　　 scratching his face, Mr. Yan Benwu blushed and said, "Thank you for your compliment."

　　 "Scratching your face when you are ashamed, you really look like a person," Mr. Haozou asked with a smile, "Is it right, Takehiko Choicheng?"

　　 "Ah!" Mr. Xiao Wu was taken aback.

　　 "The way you are surprised now is the same as the way your father Yuao Caicheng was surprised." Old Mr. Haozao smiled, "When I knew that my company went bankrupt."

　　 "You, you..." Mr. Wu didn't know what to say for a while.

"What do you want to say? You moved your hands and feet on the household registration, then sneaked into the company and approached Xiajiang. Now you are only one step away from success." Old Mr. Haozou smiled and asked, "Tell me what are you going to do? Now prepare What to do? What do you plan to do in the future? And what did you plan to do before?"

　　 "What do you mean?" Mr. Xiao Wu asked angrily.

"It doesn't mean anything," Mr. Haozang grinned gloomily. "You came here to avenge your father. I just want to hear. You are planning to retaliate by killing me and ruining my home. , I’m still prepared to retaliate by hurting Xia Jiang and making a fortune by the way, or go a step further and prepare to usurp my Yan family directly."...

　　 Around seven o'clock, in the restaurant, not far from the door, Miss Xia Jiang was at the table with Maori, Conan, and Lan, and Yuanzi and Mei Daizi were at another table.

Mei Daizi is eating the fifth steak, Maori is drinking the third beer, and everyone else is waiting, because people are not here yet, Yamazaki, Mr. Otake, Mr. Ichiro, and Ms. Mariko are not there. Mr. Haozao asked Suzuki butler to order a bowl of beef noodles for him after the restaurant opened.

　　 "It's really slow," Sonoko said, "Yamazaki guy."

　　 "Why, are you looking for me?" Yamazaki walked in and laughed, "If you are hungry, eat first."

　　 Miss Xia Jiang stood up and said, "Mr. Yamazaki."

　　 Yamazaki smiled and said, "Hello, Miss Xia Jiang." He sat down between Mei Daizi and Yuanzi.

　　 "Brother!" Mei Daizi called.

　　 Lan asked, "Conan, are you hungry?"

　　 Conan shook his head and said, "No."

　　At this moment, Ms. Mariko walked in, and the garden whispered, "Now there are Mr. Ichiro and Mr. Xiaowu."

　　 Ms. Xia Jiang smiled and asked, "By the way, Miss Lan, Miss Yuanzi, do you have anyone you like?"

　　 "Hey," With a heavy sigh, Sonoko said, "I haven't found it yet."

　　 Maori smiled and said, "Needless to say, Lan, there must be none."

　　 "Who said I don't have one, you don't understand it at all," Lan asked with a smile, "right, Conan?"

　　 "Hey? Huh," Conan said.

　　 Ms. Xia Jiang asked, "Then what kind of person is he?"

　　 Lan smiled and said, "Well, not only does he have a good mind, but he also plays football very well. He is very handsome and reliable."

　　 Yuanko asked Conan who was on the opposite side: "Boy, why is your face red?"

　　 "No, nothing," Conan said.

　　 Maori asked, "Is there such a person?"

　　"Who said no~www.readwn.com~ Picking up the sixth steak, Mei Daizi asked, "Uncle Maori, have you forgotten the guy who robbed you of your business?" "

　　 "By the way, it was that guy who was originally talking about." Maori said, "What can he be reliable?"

　　 "Business?" Miss Xia Jiang asked, "Excuse me..."

　　 "They are all detectives," Sonoko smiled, "all are detectives."

　　 "Ah!" Everyone in the Yanben family was taken aback, including Mr. Ichiro who was walking in.

　　The people who saw Yan's family all had surprised expressions, and Maori asked, "It's strange, what's wrong?"

　　 "So, no wonder Mr. Yamazaki didn't introduce him at that time." Miss Xia Jiang smiled, "My grandfather hates detectives the most. He said that kind of people are despicable guys who stalk people all day and dig for privacy."

　　 "Ah? Then why...ah!" Maori cried, "Conan, you kicked me."

　　 "Sorry, Uncle Maori," Conan said, "I didn't pay attention."

　　 "Xiao Wu!" Miss Xia Jiang stood up and smiled, "I am here."

　　 Mr. Xiaowu said: "I'm sorry, I was late in the room because I had something to do."

　　 "Your complexion is not so good, are you okay?" Miss Xia Jiang asked, "Hey, where are the pearls on the clip?"

　　 Touched the tie, Mr. Xiao Wu said, "It probably fell somewhere."

　　 At this time, seeing people coming together, Mr. Xianger started serving dishes, and dinner finally began. ...