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This cruise trip does not arrange mandatory itineraries or sightseeing like ordinary tour groups. All actions of the guests can be done according to their own wishes.

All kinds of entertainment projects will clearly mark the opening time and location, and some large-scale performances with uncertain time will send information to the mobile phones of the guests before [-] o'clock in the morning of the same day, and it is up to the guests to decide whether to participate or not.

The same goes for tonight's banquet.

But compared with the usual activities, this banquet seems to be a bit more mysterious.

People don't mention it in public, and they nod their heads knowingly when they meet each other. Everyone seems to have a tacit understanding about this banquet.

Gojo Satoru and Fujimaru Tachika also attended the banquet - as guards.

Celebrities from all walks of life came and went in the resplendent hall, and the guests spontaneously gathered in twos and threes for routine greetings according to their respective identities and circles. Here can only be a foil with a smile on my face.

Fujimaru Tachika took some time to change herself and Ashiya Domi into the prepared formal clothes, and when they arrived at the banquet, they were a little late, and just as they stepped through the door, they saw a person bumping into them head-on.

One second before the collision, Fujimaru Tateka was pulled aside by Michimi Ashiya, just passing by the person coming.

"Sorry." The visitor apologized vaguely, without looking back at the person he almost bumped into, and quickly disappeared around the corner of the corridor.

Blonde hair, foreigner?

"That should be Leighton Adams, the young master of the Adams family. His family seems to be a drug maker."

Suzuki Sonoko and Mori Ran walked out of the banquet hall, and greeted Fujimaru Tachika with a smile, "Fujimaru-kun and Limbo-kun are here too, let's go in together."

"Does Suzuki-san know him? It doesn't look right."

"I was ridiculed by the group of old men who were with me just now. His father just passed away unexpectedly, and his ability is mediocre. During the handover, a group of key personnel were poached by his colleagues. He should be in a state of distress now." Suzuki Sonoko sighed.

"It's too much to add insult to injury at this time."

"No way, now he can only rely on himself."

"But I didn't expect you to know this, Sonoko, it's amazing." Mao Lilan looked at Suzuki Sonoko with admiration, she thought Sonoko would only focus on the handsome guy.

"Hahaha I've seen him a few times before on other occasions, and he looks pretty good, but I heard that foreigners have a high chance of becoming disabled, so I didn't take action." Suzuki Sonoko laughed boldly.

So I still look at the face.

Edogawa Conan, who was standing behind Mao Lilan, showed his dead fish eyes—then he was pulled out like every child to greet someone.

"Conan, don't you like Limbo-kun? Go and play together."

He wasn't he didn't.

Edogawa Conan couldn't argue with his mouth. The lies he told in the past are the tears he shed today.The original plan for tonight was quickly turned in my mind.

He walked to Ashiya Doman's side a little stiffly, pulled up the corner of his mouth and showed a false social smile, "Brother limbo, shall we go over there to play?"

The direction he pointed was the corner of the banquet hall, where only a few people stood.

At tonight's banquet, there were many faces that I hadn't seen before. They gathered in the corner and were not keen on chatting with celebrities from all walks of life. They were incompatible with the luxurious atmosphere of the entire banquet.

Although the details are different, these people give him an inexplicable sense of familiarity... just like Gojo Satoru, Shiba Jingji or Natori Monday.

This kind of people's words, deeds and appearance are no different from ordinary people, including celebrities, but as long as you observe carefully, you will find that they are different.

Edogawa Conan felt that he had reason to suspect that they all came to this cruise ship for a common goal, and what was the organization behind them, what was their purpose, the answer is still in the fog, waiting for him to investigate Explore.

As for the supernatural being promoted by the cruise ship organizer, on the other side of the world...

Probably they were all released to hide the real identities of these people, maybe behind it is a dark net full of shady transactions.

It’s also good to take Limbo with you to chat, as there are usually connections between such organizations, and a lot of information can be obtained through his reactions to those people.

Edogawa Conan's calculation was very good, Fujimaru Tateka nodded and agreed to let the two of them play after hesitating for a while.

Then, Edogawa Conan watched Fujimaru Tachika walking towards the target he was optimistic about in the corner.

Now, wouldn't it be very suspicious for him to bring limbo over there now?

Gritting his teeth, it would not be surprising to do anything based on his child's appearance, Edogawa Conan turned around and found Ashiya Michiman, "Brother Fujimaru has gone there, brother limbo, let's follow him quietly and scare him .”

"The poor monk would rather have a good chat with these two young ladies." How could Ashiya Domitsu agree to his wish so easily, he said, raising his head and smiling at Mao Lilan and Suzuki Sonoko.

When ignoring the dangerous aura on Ashiya Michimitsu's body, his face is still very bluffing.

Even in western clothes, she still exudes an elegant temperament, which combines with the madness of the appearance to create an aesthetic feeling that people can't take their eyes off.

If you put it on the current body shape, it can probably be compared to the dark BJD doll, or a limited edition with a unique style, which has a broad audience among the modern crowd.

At least Suzuki Sonoko likes this kind of thing very much, and even grew up gossiping with Mo Lilan, who is definitely not comparable to Chang Jingji, a Japanese beauty, who will naturally accept Ashiya Michimitsu's rare overtures, and has a very good attitude. "Oh, what does Limbo-chan want to chat with the sisters? You can talk about anything, for example, do you have any brother or something that you can introduce to this sister?"

"The poor monk has no brothers. However, such a beautiful lady will not lack suitors. It would be rude to introduce her rashly."

"That's it, Sonoko, stop talking nonsense." Mao Lilan didn't have such an obvious preference for appearance as Suzuki Sonoko, but she was a little shy and happy to be praised by children for being beautiful.

Yuanzi is used to Mao Lilan's avoidance of talking about this aspect, so it is better to work harder at this time, "Limbo sauce, you don't know, this sister's boyfriend is too much, he disappeared for half a year without permission, and he hasn't seen it yet. I sent her a message, and it was through someone else who relayed the situation."

"Sonoko, you said he doesn't understand these things. And Shinichi is not my boyfriend either."

Seeing that the topic went straight to a dangerous direction between a few sentences, Edogawa Conan was sweating like rain, and stopped asking for Ashiya Michimi's opinion, grabbed his wrist and pulled it in other directions.

One pull, no pull.

Edogawa Conan didn't believe in evil, and secretly reached out to adjust the switch on the shoe to increase the strength of his legs.

Pull again, still nothing.

Ashiya Michimitsu let Edogawa Conan hold his arm with a smile, without moving an inch.

"Boyfriend?"

The innocent tone seemed to be repeating Suzuki Sonoko's words, but Edogawa Conan could feel that the other party was speaking to him.Thinking of a certain possibility, his face turned ugly, "Are you... from that organization?"

Seeing the other party smiling but not speaking, Edogawa Conan took a deep breath to calm himself down.

The most important thing now is to let the other party leave Xiaolan's side first.

"Don't you worry about your companion? He's alone now."

"Master can handle it by himself. It's you who needs to worry more now, Ke? Nan? Jun."

Sensing the movement in front of his chest, Fujimaru Tatsuka patted his pocket, signaling the paper figurine inside to calm down and stop revealing.

The paper figurine shikigami was given to him by Ashiya Michimitsu before he went out, and he was asked to carry it with him in case of splitting up.

Thinking of Ashiya Michiman, Fujimaru Tateka couldn't help but feel a little worried, wondering if he had bullied other people's children.

After all, he is also a great onmyoji who will be famous for future generations, so it shouldn't be so, right?

The person who was talking to him saw that he was distracted and called his name.Fujimaru Tachika immediately recovered, "Sorry, I just thought of something else."

"It's okay. You keep talking, stop halfway, I won't be able to sleep tonight."

"Your purification method sounds so interesting, we have never heard of it before."

"It's mutual, it's the first time I've heard of your method." Gojo Satoru, who came late, came out from behind Fujimaru Tachika holding a glass of red wine.

"Teacher Gojo!?" Fujimaru Tateka was taken aback, and then noticed the wine glass in Gojo Satoru's hand, "Aren't you a non-drinker?"

"Grape juice. The red wine glass should look good with this color."

After recovering, he noticed the puzzled eyes of the two people who were chatting with him just now, and Fujimaru Tatsuka introduced them to both of them.

The two people who talked with Tachika Fujimaru were named Mike and George, who belonged to a mysterious organization called the Black Order in Europe. They were similar to conjurers. Invitation to a cruise ship in the name of.

"This time they also invited people from China and the United States. My companions talked with Chinese Taoist priests over there. Their cultivation methods are also very special." Mike pointed to another corner of the hall.

Fujimaru Tachika looked over, and sure enough, he saw a few people dressed like Mike chatting with some Chinese-looking people——

Westerners may not be able to tell the difference, but Asians themselves can easily distinguish people from several countries.

Seeing that Tachika Fujimaru was a little moved, Mike and George warmly invited them to join the exchange, and led the two of them over.

"Well……"

Gojo Satoru has maintained a contemplative expression since just now, without saying a few words.

Now that the distance between them and Mike was slightly widened, Fujimaru Tachika asked in a low voice, "Is there any problem, Mr. Gojo?"

"Probably not. By the way, Lixiang, you speak English well. Why have you heard from Youruto recently that you get up early every morning and recite vocabulary while doing morning exercises?"

"That's... It's always right to strengthen it more."

Fujimaru Tatsuka laughed, not knowing how to explain the fact that everything he heard seemed to be automatically converted into Japanese, and what he said seemed to automatically change into a language that the other party could understand.

I won't be able to tell for a while, and it's not an important thing. Let's talk about it later when I go back and find some time.

It's a pity that this ability can't be used in reading and writing, otherwise he wouldn't have to memorize words every day, alas.

Gojo Satoru didn't pay too much attention to Fujimaru Tachika's answer, most of his mind is now scattered on the question that just arose in his heart——

When the other party mentioned the Black Order, relevant information naturally popped up in his mind, but at this time, if he continued to search for the root cause along the information, he would feel an unprecedented sense of strangeness.

Has he really heard the name of this organization?

Or, does this organization really exist in Europe?

The memory in his mind told him that this sect was an old force in Europe that had existed for thousands of years. Although it had never had much contact with Japan, its name was still widely spread in the mysterious world.

However, his intuition told him that he had never heard the name of this organization.

Even thinking about it deeply, his memory of local forces outside of Japan is very vague, only when he remembered the name of a specific country, a lot of information popped up like a game prompt.

If these forces really exist, it is impossible for him to have no contact with them when he was on a business trip.

Is there something wrong with his memory?

Or... is there something wrong with this world?