"Then I would like to ask all the guests who decide to participate in the mini-game to hand over the timing tools to the waiter for safekeeping."
"Please rest assured that the items kept for you will be exchanged to you in good condition after the game is over."
After Tokiwa Mio finished speaking, the waiter carrying a tray shuttled among the crowd, collecting watches, mobile phones and other things.
"Jiangyuan, I'll leave it to you!"
Mouri Kogoro looked around and found that no one was paying attention to him. He handed the watch to the waiter and whispered to Jiang Yuan.
Jiang Yuan nodded after hearing this.
The noisy chatter in the banquet hall covered up the ticking sound of the bomb timing under the tablecloth, but it was very obvious to Jiang Yuan whose senses were different from ordinary people.
Anyway, Kogoro Mouri couldn't take away this red convertible Mustang sports car today, but it didn't stop Ehara from making his uncle happy.
Just like Haibara Ai didn't remind Dr. Ari yesterday that she still needs to go on a diet today.
They are all good people who think about others!
Dr. Agasa and Mouri Kogoro were moved to tears by the storm.
"Okay everyone, the timer starts now!"
Secretary Sawaguchi stood on the stage taking Mio Tokiwa's place and gave orders.
As Zeguchi started, many guests at the scene started their own performances.
Some were frowning and counting silently, some were staring at the ceiling with their eyes wide open, and some were looking around with sly eyebrows like Mouri Kogoro.
Jiang Yuan stared at the timer on his phone, 28, 29, 30!
Time is up!
Ehara, who was looking at his cell phone in his right hand and holding a fork in his left hand, stabbed Mouri Kogoro's ass hard at lightning speed!
"Ouch!!"
Mouri Kogoro was about to scream, but then he realized that he was at the venue and could only swallow the second half of his howl back into his stomach.
Although he didn't scream, one hand was raised subconsciously, and at the same time, Ayumi Yoshida, who was leaning next to Conan, also raised his hand.
"It's time! The winners are Mr. Mori and this little girl!"
Sawaguchi pointed to Kogoro Mori and Ayumi Yoshida with a smile.
Little Lolita is not like Uncle Mori who cheated on Ewara's exam. Ayumi Yoshida's victory was purely due to Conan.
As long as you are next to Conan Ayumi Yoshida, her heartbeat will stabilize at one second, exactly.
In this unscientific world of science, Yoshida Ayumi's heartbeat can be considered a moderate superpower.
Although it's of no use at all.
"Since Mr. Maori and the little girl won at the same time, how about giving the sports car to the child and this mountain bike for display to Mr. Maori?"
The occurrence of this unexpected situation did not faze Mio Tokiwa at all.
Just now in the audience, she saw with her own eyes Ehara's fork stuck in Mouri Kogoro's butt.
If no one else wins at the same time, there is nothing wrong with giving this car to your senior as a favor.
But now two people win at the same time, then...
"Hey! This! This... okay!"
Unexpectedly, the sports car he received would turn into a bicycle. Mouri Kogoro hesitated for a long time and could only agree.
Who said he was cheating?
But having a bicycle is better than nothing, Mouri Kogoro can only comfort himself in this way.
After a small game heated up the atmosphere at the scene, Tokiwa Mio began to get into the main topic of the day.
As a qualified capitalist, it can become an occasion for doing business at any time, not to mention that it is now the home of her Tokiwa Group.
Yes, in addition to celebrating the opening of the Twin Towers skyscraper, today's opening ceremony also has the purpose of raising the price of the painting in the hands of Mio Tokiwa.
Kisaragi Hosui's current residence originally faced Mount Fuji. Before the twin-tower skyscraper was built, Kisaragi Hosui completed his last large-scale painting about Mount Fuji.
However, this painting was bought by Mio Tokiwa after it was finished and became the Tokiwa family's collection.
After the Twin Towers Building was completed, Ruyue Fengshui's house could no longer see the complete Mount Fuji.
Mount Fuji, which was split into two by the Twin Towers, could never return to its previous appearance, which made Kisaragi Hosui resentful.
A few days ago, he killed Nishitama City Councilor Ohki Iwamatsu who passed the amendment bill to force the construction of the Twin Towers.
Today he was going to kill his student Mio Tokiwa, and the moment the curtain opened!
Kisaragi Hosui has made all the preparations. Standing in the background, he will soon be invited to the stage by Tokiwa Mio. His goal and revenge will soon be achieved.
The huge excitement made his right hand on crutches tremble slightly.
"Now let us invite the author of this masterpiece, the master of ink painting Ruyuefeng Shui, to give a speech on stage!"
Mio Tokiwa, who was the guest host, didn't know what her teacher was thinking, so she smiled and invited Kisaragi Hosui backstage.
Hurry, kill that woman! Ruyue Fengshui walked to the stage step by step, leaning on her crutches tightly.
“fbi, open the door!!!”
With a roar, the door of the banquet hall was kicked open from the outside!
Then a group of Europeans and Americans burst into the banquet hall with pistols raised!
"What's going on?! Who are they?!"
"FBI? Why are beautiful Chinese people here?"
"Where are the police from the Metropolitan Police Department? Are those losers just going to let me point their guns at me?!"
“What on earth are our taxpayers’ money used for?!”
In the corner of the venue, Shuichi Akai stood up from the ground, and the tablecloth in his hand fell gently.
When the banquet started, the FBI ace sneaked into the venue. Originally, he just wanted to take away the peripheral member quietly.
But as he passed the dining room table, he also heard the ticking sound of a bomb.
The situation was so urgent that the FBI agents who received Shuichi Akai's notification had no time to prepare their Interpol credentials and simply broke into the venue openly.
In the eyes of the FBI agents, as handsome fathers, they came to rescue their eldest sons without having to hide their identities.
It would be nice not to ask the Metropolitan Police Department to reimburse the expenses.
What CIA did in this regard was very humane.
"Interpol! We have received a tip that there are dangerous goods in the venue, everyone, please stop moving!"
CIA agents rushed in from another door, and their equipment looked much more luxurious than that of the FBI.
Many guests, all fully armed, were stunned!
This horse is an Interpol?! What is the difference between a horse and a mercenary?!
Are these guys planning to kidnap them?
Although people from the CIA and FBI made no further moves, the cold pistols and rifles made many wealthy and upper-class people dare not act rashly.
Peripheral members A and B had cold sweat running down their necks. It was obviously just a simple lurking mission, but how could it be so exaggerated that people from the CIA and FBI were here?!
James recognized Kiro Gerald, who was headed by CIA, and smiled:
"It seems that you have also got the news, but I have to take the person away first. You can take it easy."
As he said this, he winked at his subordinates, who understood the situation and walked towards peripheral member B.
Kiro Gerald was about to refuse, but after seeing the direction in which the FBI agents were heading, he showed a hint of suspicion.
Is there a second member of the mysterious organization in the venue?