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When Baima stood up, he raised his wrist to look at his watch, and calmly reported the time: "45:23:[-], confirmed death."

The waitress working at the bar shook her hand and broke a glass.

"...Misaki!" The painful voice of the man, and the exclamation of the women, the shadows gradually spread across the entire cafeteria.

Fortunately, this is one of the VIP areas. Other VIPs did not choose to eat here tonight. Naturally, ordinary passengers will not be affected.

The person in charge of the restaurant reported the emergency to the manager immediately.Not long after, the captain and others arrived, bringing along a retired police officer—a guest invited by Xia Zhile's boss, who happened to meet White Horse Tan, the son of Tokyo Metropolitan Police Chief.

The former Ito police officer reassuredly handed over the investigation of the case to several teenagers.

There are not many people in the cafeteria on the top floor. Except for the three tables of guests, they are all staff on the ship.

Many chefs and waiters in charge of the buffet never left the dining table to enter the dining area, and monitoring also showed that they had no contact with the victim.

"First confirm one thing, the four of us are sitting in the dining area on this side of the buffet bar." Baima looked around, "The cocktail bar where the deceased Ms. It is only possible to come into contact with it during the meal. But in fact, before Hattori-kun saw the deceased falling down, the deceased did not enter the buffet area to pick up the meal, and the meals on the table were delivered by the bar waiter."

"As for the guests on the other side," "Xinyi" took up the conversation, and nodded politely to Songxue and the others, "Miss Songxue collided with the dead one and a half hours ago, and the dead smashed the wine glass and made a mess of it." The clothes were dirty. Afterwards, she was always in our sight from picking up the meal to eating, and after returning to the table, Ms. Xiaolin changed her clothes and returned to the restaurant, and there was no chance for them to contact each other again."

Heiji nodded: "The cause of Ms. Kobayashi's death was cyanide poisoning. Cyanide is a highly poisonous substance, and the attack time is very short. During this hour and a half, she went back to the room to change clothes, freshen up, and put on makeup again. Only someone who has been in close contact with her since then may have had the opportunity to put cyanide in her food."

"So, the deceased either committed suicide, or..." Mr. Ito looked at the people at the bar.

The scope of the murderer was narrowed down to the three waiters at the bar and the four companions of the deceased.

"No! Impossible—"

The young man knelt down beside the deceased and wept bitterly, and the female companion beside him couldn't help shaking his head: "How could it be suicide? Misaki is already engaged..."

Seeing Conan leave the crowd silently and sit down at an empty table, Hattori Heiji followed immediately.

"How about it, Kudo, is there any missing clue?"

The boy shook his head.

"I always feel a...very strange feeling." He rested his chin on one hand, taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention to him, he relaxed a lot, showing a mature side that didn't match his appearance, "But, but I can't remember what it is. I hope it's not my illusion."

Heiji frowned, and his expression became serious: "What you said..."

……

On the first day on board, within a few hours of setting sail, murders occurred around me.

Atobe was in a very complicated mood, and glanced at Songxue: "Is this also within your expectations?"

"how is this possible……"

"However, you seem to have seen something in that lady just now." Atobe's penetrating gaze swept over him, and his tone was deep.

Songxue shook her head.

"It would be good if I saw her collapse from food poisoning, at least to give her a little advance warning."

"Then what you saw was..."

Songxue said dumbly: "I saw the boat sinking."

Atobe: "..."

This is outrageous.

Huadi's gaze also turned back from the crowd, as deep as the sea outside the window.

Atobe stroked his forehead and closed his eyes, thought calmly for a while, and then asked: "What is the specific situation of the shipwreck you mentioned? Did you see it because of... Kobayashi Misaki?"

"Well, I thought there was going to be a terrorist attack on her on board."

Songxue briefly described what he saw. Under the golden-red sky, the luxury ship was slowly sinking with black smoke, surrounded by huge whirlpool currents...

It looked like morning, around sunrise, completely different from the seascape at dusk just now, and there was still a lot of time for her to investigate.

"I originally wanted to find a chance to chat with her in the evening and find out information, but I didn't expect—"

Her expression darkened, and she looked down at the pattern on the carpet at her feet: "Someone did it so quickly."

And they could only watch her being killed in front of us.

The prophecy has been stopped before, and it can be stopped, but Songxue never thought that such a mistake would happen.

"Maybe it's not a mistake." Atobe said suddenly, his speech was very slow and his expression was solemn, "It's just that on this boat, there are different people who want to harm her."

"You mean, being preempted?" She nodded, not ruling out the possibility, then it would be even worse.

"Even if Kobayashi Misaki is dead... this ship may still sink."

The two looked at each other.

"This is the case we want to solve," Song Xue got up from the table, "Let's go, Atobe-kun."

Conan came out of the bathroom, immersed in thinking, and walked slowly along the corridor, followed by "Shinichi", with his hands in his trouser pockets, looking very leisurely.

"Hey, little detective, what are you looking for?" He couldn't help but said, his voice was very light, "If you don't work harder, others will steal the limelight. As far as I know, you don't seem to be easy Is it the type to hand over the case to someone else?"

Conan didn't seem to care, stopped to look at him, and said slowly: "You have to bear my identity anyway. In the end, if you are compared by others, you will be more ashamed."

"That's why I depend on you." Kaito Kuroba said with a smile, leaned over and patted his head.

He rolled his eyes, a little unwilling to talk to the other party.

"If you want to solve the case, you should contribute a little bit." Conan stepped forward again, and said as he walked, "Why did you get on the boat?"

"You might as well ask Lord Baima why he came here?" Kaidou straightened up and shrugged.

Detective Baima did not hide his other purpose.

He frankly told several companions (also competitors) that he had heard that Kaito Kidd had also received an invitation from Xia Zhile, so he decided to come and see if he would really come.

Since it was a place where KID might appear, he didn't want to miss it.

As for why Kaitou Kidd accepted the invitation...

"It's really rare for people to take the initiative to send invitations to Phantom Thieves." Kaito complained, "These days, rich people really can do anything."

Conan also felt the same way: "Yeah, it's too rare. I've only seen people who were approached by a strange thief, and who took the initiative to challenge the strange thief, except for that—"

"Mr. Suzuki, rich and powerful..." Kaito continued.

The two looked at each other, the corners of their mouths twitched, silently.

Of course, the boss Xia Zhile is also very rich and powerful this time.

But everyone knows that Kaito Kidd is only interested in gems, and will only appear where there are precious gems.

The "House of Fantasy" theme, while interesting, didn't seem to appeal to Kidd.

"Or, you have received the secret gem news?" Conan raised his eyebrows and looked suspiciously at the boy beside him.

The latter raised his index finger and shook it slowly.

"No, but I have a hunch."

"The intuition of the so-called strange thief?" The little detective complained mercilessly.

"Haha, who knows?"

Kuai Dou changed the subject: "It's too far away, let's go back to the boat."

He followed Conan's footsteps, stretched out his fingers one by one, and summarized the information of the victim and the suspect.

The deceased, Kobayashi Misaki, was 29 years old this year, the only daughter of the Kobayashi Group, and the next heir, with a lot of money.Among the four friends who were traveling with her, one was her fiancé.

Yonekura Tatsuya, 25 years old, worked in Kobayashi's company after graduation, and thus met Kobayashi Misaki.Originally a technician in the data analysis team, after the two got engaged, they were promoted by their fiancee and became the youngest planning team leader.

Maki Aso, 28 years old, was a good friend of Kobayashi's university days, and now he is an ordinary white-collar worker, and he and Tatsumi Mikura are also neighbors, and they have known each other for a long time.

There are two others, Mr. Da He and Miss Nagasawa, who are also their college classmates and have a good relationship.

"The main conflict should be around the first three people." Kaito analyzed, "Although Kobayashi and Yonekura are lovers on the surface, it is very likely that Aso and Yonekura have had a relationship, and they may even be married by rich people. The beautiful friend stole the object, so there was a killing intent..."

Conan asked again: "What about the three waiters?"

"The two brothers are in charge of bartending and chatting with the guests. The lady was temporarily transferred to help, and brought some appetizers to Xiao Lin and the others. All three of them have had direct contact with the food and drinks for Kobayashi Misaki. It is somewhat difficult for others to act in front of everyone."

Conan nodded, still thinking: "Hmm..."

"How about it, do you have any ideas?" Kaito asked with a smile.

"You're excited." He glanced at him coolly.

"Anyway," Kaito continued, "Forget about that brat Osaka, at least he can solve the case one step faster than Hakuma, right? I can see that he has been upset for a long time."

"Is there such a festival between you?" Conan asked back.

"Oh, to be precise, this is an irreconcilable contradiction between classes." Kaito sighed and said leisurely.

Conan: "..."

You just say that it is not enough to hate the rich.

"Wait." He stopped suddenly, paused, and ran forward again.

Kaito was also taken aback, said "Hi", and ran out of the corridor after him.

The two passed through the automatic sensor door and came to the outdoor on the top floor. In the blink of an eye, their hair was messed up by the sea breeze at night.

Conan slowed down, walked to the railing and stopped, staring intently at the dark sea below, wondering what he was thinking.

Kaito put his arms on the railing, turned around, tilted his head and asked, "What's the matter?"

"You're right, Kidd," said Conan ecstatically, "money is indeed an irreconcilable contradiction."

"……right?"

He nodded half-understanding: "I'm a detective, can you give me some more hints?"

"Jacqueline, why didn't I think of it? I said, why is it so familiar..." The little detective raised his hand and grabbed the railing, sighed slightly, and raised his head.

"Have you seen Death on the Nile?"

The author has something to say: I have had an uncomfortable stomach all afternoon, and I worked it out _(:з」∠)_

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