Conan: I'm teasing Conan in Mingke

"Mr. Kurokawa, thank you for taking the time to attend my granddaughter's wedding." The elderly Hatamoto Gozo was dressed appropriately, with a hint of fear towards the Kurokawa Group in his eyes.

He asked the waiter for two glasses of wine and handed one to Kurokawa Keisawa.

Kurokawa Keizawa took the wine glass and politely replied: "After all, it was the head of the Hatamoto Group who invited me, so of course I would come."

Hatamoto Gozo smiled heartily: "It was Mr. Kurokawa who showed honor to an old man like me."

"You're welcome, Mr. Hatamoto."

The two of them exchanged a few polite words, and then Hatamoto Gozo couldn't help but talk about the issue of the will.

"Mr. Kurokawa, regarding that matter..."

"Please rest assured, Mr. Hatamoto." Kurokawa Keizawa's expression did not change from beginning to end, and his faint smile revealed his confidence: "No one can destroy your will under the protection of the Kurokawa Group."

"That's good, that's good." Hatamoto Gozo breathed a sigh of relief after getting the assurance.

"How about this? I don't have any official business today anyway," Kurokawa Keizawa suggested, "I'll go on the boat with you guys. Would Mr. Hatamoto feel more at ease this way?"

"Then I'll have to trouble Mr. Kurokawa!" Hatamoto Gozo excitedly shook Kurokawa Keisawa's hand and waved it up and down.

It was a very helpful decision that Kurokawa Keisawa was willing to work with him.

After all, those shameless sons and daughters would do anything for the inheritance.

What if Kurokawa Keizawa was fooled by those bastards without him knowing it...

It's indeed more reassuring to have it under someone's nose.

"It's alright, Mr. Hatamoto. I'll go back and rest, and you can host the reception."

"Okay, sorry to waste Mr. Kurokawa's time, please go ahead."

Kurokawa Keizawa nodded, turned around and left the venue.

If he didn't leave now, he really wouldn't be able to control his expression.

Kurokawa Keisawa returned to his guest room and went into the bathroom to wash the hand that had been held by Hatamoto Gozo.

"You are so familiar with me."

If it wasn't for the purpose of having interactions with Conan and the others, he wouldn't have bothered to be so hypocritical with Hatamoto Gozo.

"Ding--"

Kurokawa Keizawa took out his cell phone and took a look.

It turned out to be a text message from Gin.

[Did you go to that party? —Gin]

[Yes, after all, I am now nominally the head of the Kurokawa Group. ——Cointreau]

[Your nominal parents have also been controlled by the organization. When do you plan to let them die of illness? ——Gin]

[Don't be impatient, Gin. I just took control of the group and my parents died of illness. People will criticize me. - Cointreau]

「Hmph, that’s up to you, but you better hurry up, the organization doesn’t have any extra people to help you watch over him right now——Gin」

【Understand——Cointreau】

Keizawa Kurokawa put down his phone and took out the laptop he brought with him to work.

After entering a string of codes, the screen suddenly turned black and jumped to the organization's work page.

Keizawa Kurokawa clicked the mouse twice and a surveillance video popped up.

It was a scene of an elderly couple trapped in a confined space.

At this time, the man was knocking on the door and shouting something.

Kurokawa Keizawa guessed what he was talking about:

"I am a veteran of the organization! Aren't you afraid that others will be disappointed by your behavior towards me?"

or,

"When I get out, I won't let you, the organization's lackeys, off with!"

It is such a pity that we cannot hear any sound.

Kurokawa Keizawa just leaned back in his chair and watched the man knock on the door for a long time.

I watched the man get tired of knocking and then sit back in his seat cursing.

Kurokawa Keisawa began to think.

Is the boss usually like this, hiding behind the camera and spying on everything in the organization like him?

should be.

After all, the boss is in that state now, and it seems that he can't do anything unless he hides behind the screen.

……

—On the deck of the return cruise ship—

Xiaolan leaned over the fender and looked at the beautiful scenery in the distance and couldn't help but sigh: "Wow, what a beautiful sunset!"

"I am so lucky to be able to take such a luxurious ship!"

"Yeah!" Conan nodded and looked speechlessly at Kogoro Mouri who was sleeping in the chair behind him.

"It's all thanks to my uncle who got the return ferry time wrong that we have the opportunity to take such a luxurious ship!"

"Really? Fortunately, this ship passed by at this time, otherwise the three of us might have been trapped on that remote desert island for three or four days."

"But who could charter such a big ship? I really want to see it." Conan held his chin with his hand curiously.

"That's..." Xiaolan saw a woman crying alone, and walked up to comfort her: "Miss, are you okay?"

The woman came back to her senses and wiped the tears from her eyes: "Ah, it's nothing. I just suddenly remembered that my parents died in a car accident last year."

The woman looked up at the clouds in the sky that were dyed red by the setting sun, with a sad expression: "I really want them to see how I look in a dress today."

Xiaolan wondered, "What does it look like in a dress?"

"What's wrong, Xia Jiang?" A young man with a flower on his chest walked over.

The woman excitedly ran over and hugged the young man's arm and introduced him to Xiaolan and Conan: "Actually, today is our wedding day."

"Get married!" Xiaolan became excited.

"Yes, my name is Hatamoto Natsue, and this is my groom Hatamoto Takeshi. We just had our wedding ceremony on Hatamoto Island."

Xiaolan clasped her hands together in admiration: "Really? Congratulations."

Xiaolan blinked again after she finished speaking: "But why is it held on that island?"

Hatamoto Natsue explained happily: "Because most of that island is our Hatamoto family's property.

We enshrine our ancestors here. The Hatamoto family has a tradition that all family weddings must be held on the island."

"Eh, so that's it..."

"You bastard!!!!!" A loud curse suddenly rang out. Xiaolan and others turned around and saw a sturdy old man with gray hair yelling at a middle-aged man with a big belly.

"Didn't I tell you that we have already booked this ship? Why did you let outsiders on board?"

The middle-aged man with a big belly quickly bent down and apologized: "I'm sorry, Dad, I just felt sorry for them, so..."

Hatamoto Gozo spat in dissatisfaction, and looked at Xiaolan and Conan viciously: "You just act on your own initiative."

Hatamoto Gozo observed the three people in front of him, wondering whether they would do anything untoward to the heir he chose or the will he made.

He turned to his son Hatamoto Kitaro and scolded him, "You made the decision without even asking me if I agree or not. Do you want to rebel?"

"That's not true, Dad!"

-

Hatamoto Natsue looked at Xiaolan apologetically: "I'm sorry, don't pay attention to what grandpa said. My grandpa has been emotionally unstable since the middle of the wedding."

"Yes, ever since you ate the food I cooked."

"Uncle Shoji." Hatamoto Natsue blinked, not knowing how to respond.

"I've known for a long time that my father hates Western food, but why did he get so angry?" Hatamoto Shoji didn't care and speechlessly recalled the scene when Hatamoto Gozo overturned the table.

What did he say at that time?

"What kind of food is this!" he said as he overturned the table.

Hatamoto Shoji sighed and said, "It's all my fault that my cooking skills are not up to par yet."

Hatamoto Takeshi comforted him, "That's not the case. It won't happen."

"Yes, the food you cook is the best." Hatamoto Natsue also agreed.