The first floor of the Rice Flower Hotel is mainly used for customer reception, covering a large area, looking at the past from the door, there are more than a dozen white jade long pillars in the distance, and the lamp wall is brilliant, the top and both sides are playing with yellow and orange warm light, shining on the clean and transparent slightly black floor, revealing light luxury and luxury.

The most conspicuous place is the reception desk that occupies almost a quarter of the central semicircle, above which are three layers of white semi-circular arc roof, and the black marble is a half-circle of lights;

Not far from here, there is also a beige sofa for customers to rest, on which are sitting three ladies with wine glasses, and there are also fruit bowls and some chess cards on the black reception table not far away, and two men and two women sitting on four black swivel chairs, both holding cards in their hands.

Turning around and walking towards the spiraling half-circle staircase on the right, holding on to the beige clean escalator, Akira Shinhara's feet had just stepped on the stairs when he saw Miwako Sato walking down the stairs.

looks hot, is wearing the clothes of a female receptionist, with a sense of momentum, very capable.

As she passed by, Miwako Sato glanced up and down at Akira Shinhara, but soon pressed the headset with her right hand, as if she had received some order, turned a corner, and went towards the gate.

Shinhara Akira's eyes flashed slightly, and his expression remained unchanged and continued to walk towards the second floor, his heart was somewhat complicated.

It looks like I'm being targeted.

Although this is also the result of his own exploration of the logic of the world of Kexue.

Sure enough, you can't look at this Kexue world one-sidedly, even if Conan's aura is very big, even if there are often some unreasonable things, but the logic of this basic operation is still there.

At least, the people in the Metropolitan Police Department are not stupid.

But this is also a matter of course, after all, the police academy is strict and perverted, and it requires all-rounders, if the police officers who go out from here are stupid, and the case is all handled by high school detectives, it is too illogical.

Now it seems that the Metropolitan Police Department is able to react quickly and in a short period of time based on its deliberate flaws, with sophisticated methods and a keen sense of smell, especially for those who have been searching for a lesson.

Fortunately, he was ready to retreat, and it seemed that he had to be careful every step of the way for the sake of this poor health.

Stepping into the second floor and stepping on the textured yellow-brown wooden floor, Akira Shinhara was able to see the pomp of the entire second-floor cocktail party.

The first thing that catches your eye is the four or five white tables next to it, as well as the guests who come and go in dresses, talking to each other with wine glasses, or sitting on the sofa and chatting, a lively scene.

Two brown wooden pillars about five people thick stand in the center, about ten meters apart, and in the middle are around two wooden pillars, a constantly rotating buffet, with fruits, cakes, juices and delicate food, and dry ice below, white mist, like a dream.

A few meters behind it, there is a large wine cabinet, about 20 meters long, embedded in the wall, on which are placed hundreds of famous wines, in different styles of packaging, dazzling, in the warm orange light, shimmering with different shades, particularly luxurious.

At this time, the host of the banquet, Hashimon Emichi, was standing in front of the wine cabinet, proudly introducing his treasure to Mori Kogoro, shaking the wine glass in his hand, taking a sip, full of enjoyment.

Maori Kogoro is very face-saving, a pair of eyes staring directly at the wine on the wine cabinet, obsessed, his face is red with excitement, as if he has seen a neatly arranged bewitching beauty that can be selected by you, and he keeps looking left and right, and his face says he wants it.

"Mr. Maori, do you see that bottle of wine? This is to entertain distinguished guests. Qiaomen Jiangdao pointed to the glass bottle with a round belly and a thin neck placed in the C position, which was filled with orange wine, which matched the lights of the venue, and the unique soft color of the circulation.

"Chibejin, Chi Hui Beauty. It is brewed with the spirit water of the Rokugo Mountain, and it is born in classical and gorgeous music, so you must taste it. Qiaomen Jiangdao looked complacent, very enthusiastic invitation, and introduced endlessly.

"Hmm...... This is the wine that only women drink, soft and soft, we want to drink strong wine, that is enough to taste. Mori Kogoro looked critical, just glanced at the bottle of "Zhihui Beauty", but preferred and missed the Sambola beer, the golden transparent and rich bubbles, and the bitter taste mixed with the faint sweetness.

Hashimon Edo's expression was stunned, looking at Mori Kogoro, who had already picked up the beer and started drinking, his eyes were a little unhappy, and he picked up the wine glass to greet the other guests.

"It's Mr. Maori!" Nanfeng looked excited, looked at Akira Shinhara, asked for his consent, and wanted to step forward, but seemed to care about something.

Akira Shinhara nodded "Mr. Yes", walked towards Mori Kogoro with the south wind, and greeted him in a friendly manner, "Mr. Mori, meet again, your reasoning was wonderful last time, I couldn't help but write it into the novel, and I hope to ask for your consent." ”

"Ah...... It's you. Maori Kogoro, who was addicted to drinking, still didn't react, his expression was a little stunned, and he recalled the reasoning that Akira Shinhara said, although he had no impression in his heart, but it didn't prevent him from touching the back of his head proudly and laughing.

"Hahaha, it's all trivial, of course it's okay, but there's one thing I hope Mr. Shinhara can do!" Maori Kogoro approached Akira Shinhara with a serious expression, and said mysteriously in his ear, "Please be sure to give me a handsome image that matches me!" ”

Shinhara Ming paused suspiciously, and said with an unchanged expression, "This is natural." ”

Then I got an even more smug laugh from Kogoro Maori.

Hearing the conversation between Akira Shinhara and Kogoro Maori, the people around them turned their heads to look at them curiously, with some curiosity and exploration of his identity in their eyes, as if they remembered the rumors released by the previous banquet in Hashimen Edo, and they exchanged their ears to each other, and they could vaguely hear speculation about whether he was "Akira Shinhara".

A simple question almost instantly turned the topic into Akira Shinhara's own home field.

Soon the god who came over with a dinner plate assisted Mao Lilan to arrive, and she was always followed by the young detective Conan, who was always pretending to be tender, and at this time, Mao Lilan's voice full of surprise explained the confusion of the people present, "Mr. Shinhara, are you also here for this banquet?" ”

"Mr. Shinhara? Is it really that new novelist, Mr. Shinhara? ”

"It seems that what Hashimon said before is true, and he really invited Mr. Shinhara."

"I really didn't expect Mr. Shinhara to be so young and handsome, even more attractive than Yusaku Kudo! What a young and promising person! ”

The people around were talking, and in just a few words, Shinhara Ming instantly became the focus of the crowd gathered in this corner.

"Mr. Shinhara, is the mystery case you talked about with Mr. Mori the K-series you are about to complete? Is the main character really a little kid? This is one of the few examples of detective cases! ”