Daily life of a spy in the world of Conan

Rather than the beautiful sunset, he wanted to find out why Xia Chuan was treated respectfully.

When everyone's attention was attracted by the sunset, Conan sneakily followed Shoji Ryūmoto away with his short legs.

In the wine storage room, Conan suddenly appeared next to Shoji Ryomoto, "Uncle, let me help you get it!"

Shoji Ryūmoto was already nervous, and was startled by Conan's sudden appearance, and the bottle of wine in his hand almost fell to the ground.

"You are the kid who came with Mr. Natsukawa. What are you doing here?" Shoji Ryūmoto smiled and handed over the sake he had just steadied.

When walking back, Conan asked: "Uncle Ryomoto, how did you and Mr. Natsukawa know each other?"

Shoji Ryūmoto looked down at Conan and had no intention of telling the truth. Even to a child, the affairs of the winery could not be easily revealed.

He had seen Tequila's ruthlessness before. Wasn't Xia Chuan's coming on board today just a warning to him?

Killing three people and dumping their bodies to provoke the police, the ruthlessness of this organization was beyond his imagination.

"Actually, this is also the first time I've met Mr. Xia Chuan. He's a friend of an elder whom I admire very much."

"An elder you admire?"

Conan was about to continue to inquire about the news when he heard a sound coming from the cabin door, and there seemed to be a quarrel outside.

"What's wrong with you? Don't you know I don't like outsiders on board? Why do you let someone you don't know on board?"

Gozo Ryūmoto's voice was steady and powerful. If he hadn't been murdered, he would probably have had no problem living another ten years.

The 72-year-old man is so full of energy, which makes Ryoumoto Natsue's background even more suspicious.

It’s hard to say whether she is a daughter or a granddaughter.

Xia Chuan shook his head, getting rid of such messy thoughts.

But he ignored the furious ship owner.

Just wait for Shoji Ryūmoto to handle this kind of thing, and don't go up and get scolded.

Ryūmoto Haozang was a well-known foul-mouthed person in the Tokyo conglomerate circles. He was afraid that he could not stand the other party's foul language and would throw the other party into Tokyo Bay.

Kogoro Mouri and Ran were covered in cold sweat.

But seeing that Xia Chuan was as calm as a rock and had no reaction, they followed suit, some watching the sea, some chatting.

This scene directly ignited the anger of Gozo Tomomoto.

These outsiders are really rude! They didn't apologize at this time, and even pretended not to see it. They are too shameless and don't take me, the current head of the Lu Ben family, seriously at all.

"Father, there's nothing we can do about it. They are all Xiangji's friends, and today the Yueying Island sightseeing boat just happened to be out of service. If they want to leave, they can only take our cruise ship, except waiting for three days for the sightseeing boat to start operating again."

Ryoumoto Kitaro looked embarrassed. Shouldn't the old man be resting in the room at this time?

Why did you suddenly come out and have such a bad temper?

If I had known earlier, I would have let these outsiders hide in the room. It's really bad luck.

"Aren't you afraid that your high blood pressure will kill you in one go?"

The woman next to Ryūmoto Kitaro spoke up, her hands on her hips and an impatient expression on her face. She felt a little embarrassed that her husband was being scolded. There were outsiders watching here, and the old man didn't care about the occasion at all.

As expected, he is getting old and his temper is not stable at all.

In that case, she would show no mercy since their relationship was not good to begin with anyway.

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Chapter 98: Foot odor attack with crotch humiliation

"Mariko, do you really want me to die?" Ryūmoto Gouzo took a long breath and was almost choked by his daughter's words.

Is this what a daughter should say?

Mariko Ryoumoto kept silent and glanced to the side, neither hiding nor explaining.

Xia Chuan quietly rolled his eyes.

Look at this family. It’s a blessing from Aoyama that Gozo Ryūmoto can live to this day.

"Father, this is my guest. Please give me some face."

Shoji Ryūmoto walked out of the cabin with a calm expression, and his clenched fists silently expressed his indignation.

Over the years, he has become accustomed to his father's temper.

"I'll re-plan dinner and make your favorite Japanese food."

Ryūmoto Gozo snorted coldly, and his expression looked a little better. At least his son gave him a way out.

But since his status was challenged, he couldn't let it go so easily.

It just so happened that he hadn't sprayed for a while, and his mouth was a little itchy.

No wonder I couldn’t sleep well today, this is the reason.

Ryoumoto Gozo's voice attracted everyone on the boat, and their eyes were all fixed on Ryoumoto Gozo.

Immediately afterwards, Ryoumoto Gozo gathered his strength in his chest and began to fire wildly. Everyone present, except Ryoumoto Natsue, was scolded, including Ryoumoto Takeshi, the new son-in-law and adopted son. Even the butler Suzuki, who was just watching the show, had one month's salary deducted.

Anya was so annoyed that she ran away to rest with her head in her hands.

A family of nine plus a housekeeper, ten people with eight hundred minds, their heads are buzzing with sounds, and they can't hear anything at all.

Hello, is this the police?

I want to call the police, someone is using a live microphone here.

When Butler Suzuki heard about the salary deduction, he showed no emotion at all, as calm as a deep lake.

It seems like he's used to it.

What a capitalist, he deducts wages at every turn.

Xia Chuan was greatly surprised and expressed his understanding.

Then he put on sunglasses, put his hands behind his head and closed his eyes to take a nap.

Let’s take a rest first. It will be almost time for dinner when the farce is over.

He didn't care about the fact that Lu Benhao hid his foul mouth, the dead are the greatest.

Inadvertently.

Natsukawa saw everything that Ichiro Ryuma did in private.

He clenched his fists, veins appeared on his forehead, and he lowered his head. I don’t know what he was thinking, but it seemed that he had murderous intent!

Gozo Ryoumoto had no idea that his death was approaching, and he kept talking trash for more than ten minutes. From the bottom to the top, from the oldest to the youngest, it seemed that no one in the Ryoumoto family was in his eyes.

The words were full of disdain and contempt.

The general meaning is, if it weren't for me, you little trash would have become beggars long ago.

A money-losing guy who only spends money but doesn't make money.

Always talk about money.

Capitalists, filled with the smell of money and corruption, are truly disgusting.

You deserve this kind of personality!

......

Because of the fragrant smell of Gozo Ryūmoto's mouth, dinner was delayed for an hour.

A group of six people came to the restaurant under the guidance of Butler Suzuki.

Also coming with them was Ryūmoto Natsue.

"I'm really sorry. Grandpa's mood has always been unstable. It seems that some disturbing things have happened in the consortium recently, so this happened."

Natsue Hashimoto bowed and apologized: "I'm really sorry."

Xia Chuan waved his hands repeatedly: "We are the ones who should say sorry. I didn't expect that the head of the Ryūmoto family would be so resistant to outsiders. If we had known, we would not have disturbed him."

I have to say that there is a reason why the old man likes Natsue Ryoumoto. She seems to have the best temper in the whole family.

He is also very polite and probably very popular at home.

The reason why Shoji Ryūmoto acted humble and calm today was mainly because he didn't dare to speak loudly in front of Natsukawa, otherwise he would have exploded just now.

In short, except for Ryoumoto Natsue, all the other members of the Ryoumoto family are not normal. They are all powder kegs that can explode at any time.

The restaurant on a luxury cruise ship covers an area of ​​hundreds of square meters and looks exceptionally large.

A few people chose a seat by the window and sat down.

Yoel looked around curiously and couldn't help asking curiously, "Where are the others? Shouldn't they all be eating in the restaurant at this time?"

Apart from the six guests, there were only two people here, namely, Ryūmoto Natsue and butler Suzuki.

Oh yes, there is also the second young master who acts as a chef.

He did not want to get involved in the family business, but insisted on becoming a Western chef. This was the main reason why he was fired by Ryūmoto Gozo.

"They don't have a good appetite today. Butler Suzuki will deliver the food to their rooms later."

"Haha, with the output of your grandfather, who can eat dinner? He must be angry." Kogoro Mori curled his lips. That head of the Ryūmoto family is really annoying.

What kind of attitude?

Are you so arrogant just because you have money?

He tried to dissuade Gozo from using foul language, but the other party did so after knowing that he was a detective.

I still look down on him...

They say being a detective is a low-class profession.

The ugly devil of capital, isn’t it just some filthy money?

After a while of conversation, the women got along well. Joel, Xiaolan and Hashimoto Natsue exchanged contact numbers and agreed to find time to go shopping after returning to Tokyo.

The butler delivered the dishes one after another.

"Butler Suzuki, this is for my father."

Shoji Ryūmoto kept his promise and prepared a Japanese meal.

"it is good."

Butler Suzuki, with his back hunched, slowly left, pushing the dining cart.

however.

Not long after the other party left, several people heard a scream.

The sound came from the cabin below.

It was the butler Suzuki who had just left not long ago.

"Wow, Grandpa Suzuki's voice is so loud. Is Grandpa Ryomoto deaf?" Aniya asked Conan in a cute way.

However, Conan had already disappeared, leaving only the residual heat and shadow on the seat to prove that someone had just sat there.

Σ(⊙▽⊙"a

So fast!

It's as fast as Bond's eating speed.

"I'll go take a look too."

Xia Chuan elegantly took out a handkerchief, wiped his mouth, and stood up.

Kogoro Mouri and Conan are the fastest, followed by Shoji Hashimoto, and then Ran is about to stand up.

"Xiaolan, you stay here with Miss Yoel. I will take care of Conan."

Ryūmoto Natsue looked worriedly at the direction where the few people left, and after thinking for a moment, he followed them.

This is her family's cruise ship after all, and no matter what happens, it would be best if she was there.

Butler Suzuki went to bring dinner to Grandpa and suddenly screamed. It was very likely that something had happened to Grandpa.

“What happened!”

The number one seed player Conan arrived at the scene first.

As far as I could see, Butler Suzuki was leaning against the wall in the corridor, looking at the room in horror.