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"I wonder if the three people you mentioned came to the venue tonight?" Mouri Kogoro wanted to focus on the three people who were most likely to take action.
"Here they are, where are they?"
Yokouchi Kyusaku motioned to Mouri Kogoro to look at the three people gathered over there. They were talking about something, and the expressions on their faces were not very good.
"The one wearing glasses is Ueki Nanosuke, the woman with short hair is Mizuho Oseki, and the fat one at the end is Akasaka Satomi."
Yokouchi Jisaku briefly introduced Mouri Kogoro. If he wanted to take action, those three would be the most suspects.
"Please, Mr. Maori, please protect me personally."
Although these people are very threatening, Yokouchi Jiusaku cannot fire them just because of a warning letter written by an unknown person. Not to mention that it is easy to wrongly accuse people, and secondly, he does not dare to add fuel to the fire.
Who could be sure that after knowing that he was fired, he would be so angry that he would kill him directly?
He finally calmed these people down and made them think that the manuscript would not be made public tonight, but he could not let himself go to a dead end just because of a word.
Mouri Kogoro protects the client closely, Kamikawa Shun and others do not need to follow him, they can just wander around the banquet hall on their own.
Conan focused on the three suspects, quietly approached them, and listened to their conversation. Xiaolan wanted to follow him, but a child approached him inconspicuously, but when she approached, he became very conspicuous.
Kamikawa Shun and Amuro Toru were chatting. Xiaolan didn't know what to do, so she simply followed Mouri Kogoro.
"Do you think someone will really cause trouble tonight?" Toru Amuro stood at a dining table and chatted with Kawashun. His eyes swept across the banquet hall, but he didn't notice anything unusual.
"Ninety-nine point nine percent chance."
¡°It¡¯s almost 100%, why are you so sure?¡±
"Because every time Mr. Mori receives this kind of entrustment to protect the client, something will happen every time." Kamikawa Shun is already very experienced, and the reason why he didn't say 100% is to leave some room for it.
"Ah" Toru Amuro was speechless for a moment.
This kind of probability science is sometimes very metaphysical
¡°Aren¡¯t you going to follow Mr. Mori to protect the client?¡±
"Originally, I thought that with Mr. Maori's personal protection, nothing would happen. Now I think it's better for me to stay the same as before"
Toru Amuro is a person who believes in science, but sometimes many things cannot be explained by science.
For example, this family has a metaphysical temperament that causes trouble wherever they go.
Everything for the banquet has basically been prepared, and the client, Hisaku Yokouchi, is currently doing final inspections in the banquet hall.
Mouri Kogoro followed him with his secretary, concentrating on preparing to resist all dangers.
The secretary and Mouri Kogoro walked side by side, like silent logs. If it weren't for the fact that he still made some noise when he walked, Mouri Kogoro would have thought it was some kind of ghost.
Fortunately, nothing unusual happened until the memorial service began, but this does not mean that everything is peaceful. On the contrary, this is the calm before the storm.
Mouri Kogoro became more and more focused. Although he was usually very unreliable, when he received a commission, it was also related to the client's life and safety. He did his best and must get the balance.
Standing in the corner of the banquet hall, Shun Kamikawa yawned, feeling a little bored with nothing to do.
Conan is staring at the suspect and has no time to chat with him, and Toru Amuro is following Mouri Kogoro and has no time to chat with him.
As for Xiaolan, forget it
After six o'clock, many people came to the banquet hall one after another. Mouri Kogoro and the others were blocked by the crowd and could not be seen.
Although it was a black and solemn memorial service, it was still essentially a banquet, with everyone dressed in black, drinking and talking to each other.
It seemed that Shun Kamikawa, standing alone on the edge, was a little out of place.
This incompatibility has obviously been noticed.
Seeing Shangchuan Shun, Gong Yu Qingchen's eyes seemed to light up, and his originally pale and bloodless face seemed to be a little rosier.
After saying a few perfunctory words to the people who came up to chat, he walked straight to Kamikawa Shun and said hello with a smile:
"Long time no see, Kamikawa-san."
"Mr. Gong Yu? I didn't expect you to come to Mr. Sanye's memorial service." Shun Kamikawa was slightly surprised, but he didn't expect to meet someone he knew.people.
He and the writer have actually only met a few times. They are not familiar with each other, but they can still chat for a few words.
Judging from the last encounter, he felt that this writer was not as simple as he appeared on the surface. The other party could not change his expression when he saw the hanged body, and even briefly inspected the body before he came out.
Although it is not surprising that writers who write horror novels are bolder, this extraordinary courage and calmness are not something ordinary people can possess.
¡°And Shun Kamikawa had an intuition that the other party should have quickly determined who the murderer was, but he didn¡¯t say anything or do anything, allowing him to organize everyone under the identity of Moori Kogoro¡¯s student.
For such an obviously mysterious person, as long as it does not interfere with his life, he is still very interested in chatting with him.
"To be honest, I am also a fan of Mr. Sanye. It's just a pity that he passed away by the time I could see him." Gong Yu Qingchen smiled, looking at the photos on the screen with some sadness.
Kamikawa Shun raised his eyebrows slightly. For ordinary people, it would definitely be difficult to meet the writers they like. But this Gong Yu Qingchen must have the conditions to see the other party. He obviously has the conditions, but he can't.
There seems to be a story here.
"Weren't we able to meet before?" Kamikawa Shun asked curiously.
"I used to be in poor health and it was inconvenient to go out." Gong Yu Qingchen smiled and didn't mention it more.
It was three years ago that he left that place, and by the time he left that place, Mino Yuhei had been dead for some time.
It has always been a regret for him that he could not come to visit him. Now he can only mourn him at the memorial service.
"Is Mr. Gong Yu in poor health?"
When I first met this person, he always looked sickly, thin and pale.
"Yes, it's probably a disease that was carried from my mother's womb. I was very weak when I was born."
Kamikawa Shun wanted to ask what the disease was, but before he could ask, Gong Yu Qingchen took the initiative to speak.
"This disease cannot be cured, and there is no way to cure it. In fact, I should have died a long time ago, but I was lucky enough to survive from the hands of death. The doctor who treated me said that I would not live to be thirty, but I didn't really care. After all, every day now is a profit for me.¡±
Kamikawa Shun is not sure why the other party told him so much. The relationship between them should not be enough to talk about such private things, right? (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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