Conan: The Man Behind the Romance

Chapter 129: No worries with wine, Kudo’s love!
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After Kudo Shinichi sat down, Hotaru clapped his hands twice, and the waiter who had been waiting for a long time immediately served the meal according to Hotaru's previous instructions.

The vegetables were passed by, and what attracted the most attention were several bone porcelain bottles with round bottoms and thin necks. The mouths of the bottles were cut at an angle, and the aroma of wine was clear. There was also a row of small porcelain cups on the wooden tray below.

Seeing that Kudo Shinichi, who had just sat down, looked a little nervous, Yingsheng smiled and waved:
"It's just decoration."

Several shop assistants bowed slightly, then immediately walked back and pulled over several screens to enclose the area. White mist rose from the table, and the air became increasingly quiet.

This situation made Kudo Shinichi inexplicably uneasy, and he vaguely felt that something very important was going to happen.

That's probably it, Xiaolan...

What will Shuiyue do?

What about him?

As various thoughts filled his brain, Kudo Shinichi was shocked to hear Yingsheng speak as if he had suddenly realized something:
"So the fog on the table was low-lying before. Is it related to the temperature? Kudo, what was the method of murder?"

Kudo Shinichi was stunned. Murder? Method?

Although it does have something to do with temperature,...

Shuiyue is asking this???

Yingsheng smiled slightly, holding the cup in his left hand and the bottle in his right hand, he took a sip and handed it to Kudo Shinichi:

"I have only heard of your reputation as the savior of the Metropolitan Police Department. I know you are an extremely outstanding detective, but I have never seen you in person. Today is a chance for us to meet, and I hope you can tell me about your talent and comfort me."

"!!!!!!"

Including Xiaolan, who had been deliberately avoiding looking at this side, everyone looked up in shock when they heard this.

Kudo Shinichi was even more at a loss, not knowing how to respond, and naturally he would not accept the wine.

Yingsheng remained calm, drank the contents of the cup in one gulp, changed cups and filled them again, laughing loudly:

"Let's look at the four seats, Kudo, everyone is looking forward to it."

Kudo Shinichi couldn't understand what was going on for a moment, and looked around as he heard the words.

The first person he saw was Miyano Akemi, who was standing to the right of Hotaru. He didn't know this person, but there was a kind of hidden expectation in the way she looked at him.

Opposite her was Miyano Shiho, whom she had met twice before. She was already trying her best to control her expression, but her eyes were still very complicated.

Next to Miyano Shiho is...

Xiaolan!

Kudo Shinichi suddenly felt his body and mind tremble, and Xiaolan quickly lowered her head to avoid his sight, which made him feel as if his heart was being tightly gripped.

He didn't see the fleeting sight clearly, but at least there was definitely a glimpse of it, it was...

apology.

An extremely complicated emotion suddenly surged up from the bottom of his heart. Kudo Shinichi took the wine glass handed to him by Yingsheng and was about to raise his hand to put it into his mouth...

Got pulled.

Yingsheng held his wrist, and with excitement, the wine flew out of the porcelain cup and fell to the ground, turning into broken jade.

Kudo Shinichi became more and more confused, but Hotaru just smiled and reminded:

"No hurry, there is still one more person."

and also……

one person?
Yes, in the corner of his eye, there seemed to be a white figure. Following an inexplicable feeling, Kudo Shinichi turned his head in a daze.

What I see,
She was filled with worry.

This place surrounded by screens is a quiet world. Soft light shines on the scrolls on the wall. The elegant cherry blossoms in the southern paintings are gently falling with the wind, landing on her soft hair and on her skirt as light as flowing clouds.

The girl sitting quietly in front of the painting had her long eyelashes trembling slightly, and the concern in her eyes was clearly evident.

Although it was only for a moment, she quickly turned her head and disappeared.

But at that moment, everyone had already seen it.

Yingsheng let go of Kudo Shinichi's hand, poured another glass, handed it to Vermouth, and said with a smile:
"Cheers to the detective and my companions."

When Kudo Shinichi heard this, the depression in his heart instantly dissipated. Yes! Just a companion!
He raised his glass and stepped forward, his eyes brightening again:

"Cheers to my companions!" Vermouth sighed inwardly and raised her glass. At least this time there was no other way. Sorry, Angel.

"To the detective!"

clang--!
The sound of clinking glasses and the wine swirling and blending.

They took it back, smiled at each other, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Hahaha, good!"

Yingsheng laughed out loud, and skillfully filled everyone's glass and passed it to each person:

"You all have so many thoughts and worries that I have no words to express them. I can only offer you a glass of wine. I hope you all have no worries tonight and don't waste your time!"

Everyone present was feeling mixed and heavy-hearted at the moment, and they were all trembling in their hearts when they heard these words.

Looking at her own frowning reflection in the cup, Miyano Akemi's eyes suddenly relaxed. Well, at least tonight, she would not think about those things.

She is an adult and has had many dinner parties with friends and colleagues. When she is in a good mood, she raises her glass:

"Drink together!"

Seeing that her sister finally got out of her sorrow, Miyano Shiho knew that this was just a cover-up, but she was relieved and unwilling to give up this beautiful moment. She raised her glass high:

"Drink together!"

Xiaolan's mood has fluctuated greatly today. Although she has figured out some things, she still wants to escape. Seeing the wine glass raised beside her, she immediately follows:
"Drink together!"

There was no need to say much to Hotaru, but Kudo Shinichi was already very excited and blushing. He and Vermouth looked at each other and raised their glasses:

"Drink together!"

The wine went down my throat, sweet and spicy at the same time, and the fireflies laughed and sang:
"This is the dream of youth, so get drunk and go!"

The response continued,

The laughter ends,

Gradually continuous.

Seeing the atmosphere getting tense, Yingsheng looked to his side and said with a smile: "Kudo, please start with your first case today. Let us enjoy your elegant style as a famous detective."

After all, Kudo Shinichi is still a 17-year-old boy. He is arrogant and likes to brag. It is common for him to show off his experience of solving cases in front of others in the class.

After a few glasses of sake, his blood boiled, and everyone looked at him expectantly, especially Xiaolan and Vermouth...

How could he control himself?

He drank another cup on the spot and answered loudly:

"it is good!"

In this way, until the end of the song and the crowd left, there was nothing else to say.

A quarter past ten pm.

After settling the drunk Kudo Shinichi in the hotel room, Hotaru turned and left, closing the door.
Click——

At the same time, a slight sound came from the next room. Yingsheng looked up and Xiaolan happened to see it too.

"How is Xuesong?" Yingsheng asked with a smile.

"He's a little drunk, but it shouldn't be a big deal. Where's Shinichi?" Xiaolan walked over and pressed the elevator button.

"Same, how are you?"

"I didn't drink as much as they did, and it's probably due to my physical condition, so I'm fine. But you, are you okay?"

"Oh, have you forgotten that I am Firefly?"

The elevator arrived, and Yingsheng and Xiaolan walked in. Xiaolan looked carefully at his face, which was not drunk at all, and was quite puzzled:
"You mean you can drink a lot?"

"No, I actually drink the least."

"........."

Going downstairs and into the lobby, a man with long silver hair and a black coat was waiting.

"Good evening, Mr. Kurosawa."

(End of this chapter)