"Maybe I made a mistake." There was a false look of relief on Belmode's face, which her own daughter and son couldn't see. She took out her mobile phone and dialed a few numbers. From the content of the call, she saw the person on the other side.
They are all shogi players invited to participate in the exchange meeting this time.
After putting down the phone, her expression became a little solemn: "Everyone has confirmed the color of the ID card, and the chess players' cards are all purple."
Everyone immediately turned their attention to Toru Amuro, who was cleaning the glass.
Toru Amuro blinked: "I am a white card."
"So why was Mr. Amuro on the ship and got the crew script?" Conan couldn't help complaining.
Toru Amuro just laughed at this: "When I was browsing the recruitment group news, I happened to see that the Amoros was recruiting crew members, so I submitted my resume with the attitude of giving it a try. I was a little surprised when I received the offer."
Conan was really curious about what kind of resume he could use to convince the owner of the Amoros. But considering Toru Amuro's mysterious identity, I'm afraid that no matter what kind of resume he had, he would be able to get it easily.
He looked grave: "Sure enough, different colors represent different identities. Tourists or spectators are green, guests are purple, and crew members are white. So Brother Qingshui's red is indeed..."
"Sure enough, it means he is the owner of the ship!" Mouri Kogoro said loudly, pointing at Yujiang.
Conan: "..."
Yu Jiang raised his eyebrows: "Oh, a famous detective deserves to be a famous detective. Now that he has been discovered, don't blame me for being rude!"
Mouri Kogoro looked horrified: "What are you going to do?! I'm warning you, there are detectives from the Metropolitan Police Department who are on the boat with us this time. They can call the Coast Guard or the Marine Corps for help at any time! You don't want to
You think you can do evil on the high seas!"
Conan: "..."
Uncle, are you just selling the Metropolitan Police? Ah??
Seeing that Mouri Kogoro's fingertips were almost poking into Yu Jiang's eyes, Gin, who had gradually lost patience with the noisy scene, completely exploded. He suddenly stood up, grabbed Mouri Kogoro's arm, and pulled
Even though his wrists were red and purple, he didn't let go: "Police? It seems you haven't realized how special this ship is, right?"
"Are you looking for death? Bastard!"
Not everyone has the courage to face death, not to mention the murderous aura in Gin is sometimes more frightening than death itself. Conan almost couldn't help but recall that painful night, recalling the uneasy feeling when he first came into contact with the darkness.
Himself, and the mysterious and dangerous Yuzuru Shimizu who suddenly appeared next to him at that time.
Even he couldn't help but tremble, not to mention Mouri Kogoro, who was much older but not as experienced as Conan at all. His expression suddenly became serious, and the stern aura that was originally concealed by his casual appearance began to leak out.
Such momentum surprised Gin.
"Don't mind your own business, bodyguard." In the oppressive atmosphere, you could only hear your heart beating in the chest, with a suffocating rhythm every time. Yu Jiang suddenly broke the deadlock with his elbow.
He lazily supported the table, tilted his head, and stared at Gin calmly, "If you want to be a shipowner, I can also give you my identity card."
His words not only pulled Conan out of the water where he was drowning, but also gave his swollen brain a chance to think.
By the way, what color will Gin's ID card be?
Conan's first reaction was actually black, which made him distressed and speechless.
"No need." Gin answered Yujie coldly, and shook off Mouri Kogoro's arm.
Only then did Mouri Kogoro dare to cry out in pain, and his expression quickly returned to normal, as if the anger just now was just an illusion.
Mao Lilan quickly supported her father. Her eyes were flushed with worry, but her expression was determined, exactly like Conan.
Belmod breathed out slowly, stood up from his position, and said to Yu Jiang: "My bodyguard has a bad temper. I'm sorry for disturbing your friends. I apologize to you on his behalf."
"No, Katsumata-senpai, bodyguards have to be sharp like this." Yujiang smiled, "This way we can protect the beautiful and delicate roses in a garden surrounded by dangers and wolves."
Rose?
Conan raised his eyes and looked at "Katsumata Riki". In fact, there was no need for Ikue to remind him that after Gin revealed the identity of his bodyguard, Katsutata Riki's identity was no longer a secret. How could he be the one who had blocked Haneda Dan twice?
The chess player who was also crowned was obviously Belmod!
Conan thought of Yu Jiang's joking words again. Is this ship really the product of the organization? What purpose does the organization want to achieve through it?
Watching the figures of Belmod and Gin disappear outside the door, Toru Amuro gently put down the polished wine glass and exhaled slowly: "Oh, I was really shocked. That guest was so imposing.
Amazing.”
Mouri Kogoro snorted lightly: "What I just said was not to scare him. No matter how arrogant the criminal is, he cannot escape the shrinking snare. This ship is a place outside the law, and it can also be a trap for catching turtles."
After he finished speaking, he took Mao Lilan and said goodbye to Yu Jiang: "We are going to sit in the restaurant. Do you want Teacher Qingshui to come with us?"
"Thank you, no need." Yu Jiang smiled, "Go to bed early tonight and pay attention to the 10:30 curfew."
"Thanks for the reminder."
Conan wanted to follow Ikue, but Kogoro Mouri dragged him away because he was causing trouble. When Conan was finally taken away under his arm, his expression was one of despair.
Yu Jiang burst out laughing.
Amuro Toru's expression did not change: "Mr. Mori is very keen."
"After all, he is a former detective, but he still knows too little. If Kudo Yusaku were here, he might be more willing to stay a little longer and listen to what you have to say."
Toru Amuro said modestly: "In terms of understanding of Amoros, all of us put together probably don't know as much as you do."
They chatted about business for a while, and Yu Jiang soon felt bored. He looked at the time, and it was almost ten o'clock, with less than an hour left before the curfew.
Yujiang stretched and decided to go back to the room to take a look.
Toru Amuro took his ID card and swiped it on the transaction machine to register the consumption in his name.
"See you tonight."
"See you tonight."
The moon was high in the night sky, and as the curfew gradually approached, the bustling Amoros slowly fell into silence. Tourists returned to their rooms to rest, and the crew members also tried to avoid activities in the corridors.
Yujiang's room is arranged on the third deck. It is a suite with an independent balcony. The environment here is better than the inner cabin room, and it is also easier to be targeted by danger.
He didn't rest. After washing, he sat alone on the deck chair by the balcony, feeling dazed while enjoying the sea breeze.