Conan: I'm Not a Model Worker in the Winery

Chapter 659 Philanthropist’s Party Invitation

"What's wrong with him?"

Anderburg asked.

"Problem? I don't know."

Angostura replied nonchalantly, "For now, he has no problems... but if you look at it from beginning to end, he has a lot of problems."

Anderburg threw the empty cup of milk tea into the trash can on the side of the road. "Do you want to clean it up?"

"...Can you use your brain before you speak, Amber? If Teddy really has something to do with Gin, wouldn't it be a big deal to just get rid of him?"

"I came to this conclusion based on your actions, Stella. If you don't want to alert the enemy, there's no need to make this trip."

"Tsk, I have my own arrangements, you just have to follow."

"I have reason to suspect that you are giving orders blindly."

"Damn! You bought that cup of milk tea with my money!"

"You gave me the money, and it's mine."

Angostura: "..."

Damn capitalism!
……

The next day.

The late autumn sky, which was originally clear and sunny, unexpectedly turned into a snowy scene.

Heavy snow was falling, drifting on the road and piling up into white snow on both sides of the road.

After the snow stopped, a silver car sped along the road.

"Hey, Dad, you have to drive carefully..."

Sitting in the passenger seat, Mao Li Ran carefully grasped the armrest of the car, and said to Mao Li Kogoro who was driving with a little nervousness.

Although it is not snowing now and the snow on the road has been cleared, there is still some thin ice on the road...

If the car skidded while driving so fast, it would definitely be a tragedy.

Maori Kogoro didn't take it seriously, and seemed very confident in his driving skills: "Don't worry! I'm hoping to make some extra money at today's banquet, so I'll be careful!"

Mao Lilan: "..."

This speed is totally unconvincing.

Conan was yawning in the back seat of the car while admiring the snow scene outside the window - although he didn't know what was so great about it, after all, he had just seen snow last week... no, it seemed like he had just seen snow a few days ago.

But along the way, there was nothing special to see except the snow.

"By the way, uncle, Ms. Sufang who is going to invite us to the banquet today, I remember she is a famous singer, right?" Conan, who was bored, started asking questions again.

"It was me you invited! You two just came along as a bystander." Maori Kogoro corrected Conan's wording, "Well, Ms. Soho Akane was indeed a singer known as the 'Dongyang Canary' a long time ago, but since she established her own entertainment company and became the chairman, she has basically not appeared on stage."

Conan nodded in understanding. It seemed that this Ms. Sufang must have been a star of the last century. No wonder he didn't find any information about her.

The reason they came to this deep forest today was because of Su Fang Hongzi's commission... or invitation, inviting them to attend a charity dinner.

I heard that this dinner was in preparation for a charity auction next week:
It seems that many financial giants will attend this auction. Of course, this is just hearsay and no clear news has been released. But just a little gossip is enough to make many people look forward to next week's auction.

Since there is an auction, there will inevitably be a party.

Su Fang Hongzi is one of the organizers of the auction evening party that invited them to attend the banquet today. She is also a well-known philanthropist.

Xiaolan, who was sitting in the car, couldn't help but remind:
"Dad, don't forget your classmate..."

"Oh! I know. Just look for her sister. It's a small problem... She's been missing for a few years anyway, so a few days won't make a difference."

"..."

It seems to make sense.

Xiaolan was still thinking about going back to ask about Hondou Eisuke's sister.

But at this moment, the road turned a corner.

A huge dead tree was standing in the middle of the road, and Maori Kogoro was so scared that he screamed and stepped on the brakes in a hurry.

Conan, who was sitting in the back seat, lost his balance and hit his head on the passenger seat backrest, leaving a big bump on his head.

Conan: *@*#*!

Xiaolan is right. Uncle Maori should drive more carefully.

His head ow!!

Conan's expression at this time can be roughly summarized as a mask of pain, a mask of pain, and a mask of pain.

When encountering obstacles on the road, Maori Kogoro was the first to get out of the car and stood in front of the tree trunk that was blocking the road, cursing: "This is too dangerous, isn't it? Which wicked guy did this!"

Mao Lilan also got out of the car to look at the road conditions, with a look of fear on her face: "How could a tree fall in the middle of the road out of nowhere?"

"...Uncle Maori, look, it seems like something is nailed to that tree trunk." Conan, who got off the bus last, saw the clue at a glance and pointed to the white piece of paper on the branch of the dead tree close to the ground.

"Huh? What is this?"

Maori Kogoro lowered his head and saw the white paper nailed to the wood. He tore it off and opened it. He found that things were not simple. He slowly read out the "warning" made up of the cut-out words on the paper:

"'Don't attend Sufang Hongzi's party, or you will regret it. From the dead who cursed the mask'..."

"…What does that mean? It sounds spooky…"

Xiaolan's face turned a little pale.

Conan narrowed his eyes, "The messenger of the cursed mask?"
It seems that today's banquet is not very peaceful...

……

Luxurious villa in the forest...

Doorway.

In full view of everyone, an off-road vehicle drifted at the end of the road and then came to an abrupt stop.

A bright white-haired man jumped down from the back seat of the car, waved his hand at the rearview mirror, and shouted happily:

"Brother Jing, you must have worked hard on the journey! Why don't you stop the car and have a meal together before leaving? Hiroki isn't here anyway~"

creak-

Jing, who was in charge of the driving, didn't even look back at Lie. He stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, kicked up a pile of ice, and drove away...

The raised arm paused.

Lie: QAQ~

Brother Jing didn't give him any face at all, that's too much!!
After feeling a little aggrieved in his heart for a while, Lie quickly adjusted his mindset, turned around, and called out to Maori Kogoro and the others who were standing with the other three people:

"Oh~ Sorry, I seem to be late?"

"No, no! It's better to say that Mr. Lin, you came at the right time..." Maori Kogoro immediately stepped forward and pulled Lie over.

——According to Sufang Hongzi, family members are allowed to come to today's dinner, so Maori Kogoro not only brought Xiaolan and Conan, but also invited Lie to come along.

Kogoro Mori and his companions were not the first to arrive here.

Under the introduction of Maori Kogoro, Retsuya got to know three other strangers:
The first photographer to arrive here was a photographer named Masanori Katagiri, who was also quite famous in the photography industry.

Mamoru Matsumoto, the most physically fit person on the field, was a home run king;

There is also a beautiful lady with a gloomy temperament, Nagarano, a tarot card reader who often appears on TV and radio.

They got to know each other and greeted each other. Since there were too many people, Conan didn't go over to talk to Lie secretly.

"Well... now, how should we get in?"

Kogoro Mori was at a loss for words when he saw the two identical gates.

Similar to the Twilight Villa they had visited before, Sufang Hongzi's residence was also in European style, but the difference was that this residence was more European, with a huge arch in the middle as the central axis, and the two sides looked completely symmetrical -

Entering through the door of the outer courtyard, they entered a world of complete symmetry.

(End of this chapter)