[Comprehensive] Martyrdom is not a good civilization

The banquet was held in a hotel under the umbrella of Sakura Valley. The magnificent European decoration style and the arrangement of small details are full of exquisite aristocratic feeling.

The scale of this banquet was not large, and all the families and some well-known figures who had business dealings with the Yinggu family on weekdays were invited.

The old-fashioned and lively greetings were over, Chunqi was led by Sakuragu Asami to greet the wives, and I followed my father quietly watching him socialize, squeezing out shy or gentle words from time to time amidst other people's polite compliments. laugh.

"This is my eldest daughter, Ayako Sakuradani." My father patted me on the shoulder with a gentle and kind voice.

I smiled at the middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes, without any fluctuation in my eyes.

My mother once said that I look very similar to my father when I smile. When my eyes are slightly bent, no matter whether there is a real smile or not, it makes people look happy.

I hate this.

"Qianyuan looks very much like you, old man."

My father took me on such an occasion, so he had the idea of ​​sending me out to get married.

The slightly long bangs brushed my eyelashes, I blinked lightly and laughed in my heart.There will be no such day.

The two started talking about business, and I said hello tactfully and walked away.

Under the warm yellow light, everyone's faces were full of smiles and sincere joy.

"Snapped!"

"Hey, hiss—" The little boy wearing big-rimmed glasses walked past me, lowered his head and was thinking about something, and accidentally bumped into the corner of the table.

"Are you okay, little brother... Kudo?"

This little boy in a small blue suit and a red bow tie is the unlucky Kudo Shinichi that he met in the amusement park before.

"Sakuratani?" Kudo rubbed his forehead and looked up at me, "Ah, you are the young lady of the Sakuradani family."

"I don't dare to be the eldest lady, have you been doing well recently?"

Kudo shrugged and rubbed his nose in embarrassment: "It's okay, I'm living at Ome's house now. Don't let it slip, my name is Edogawa Conan now..."

"Conan! You're running around again, it's very impolite!" A refreshing female voice came, and a beautiful girl with long hair reaching her waist came over and took Conan's hand.

"I'm very sorry...Eh? Ayako!"

"Miss Xiaolan!" I looked at Mao Lilan in surprise, she was really handsome when she kicked the bag thief in the street!

After looking at the contact information, I found out that Mao Lilan and Sister Yuanzi are good friends.

Among the juniors of the Sakuradani, Atobe, Akashi and Suzuki families, I am the same age as Akashi, and Suzuki Sonoko is the same age as my cousin Keigo.Suzuki Sonoko is three years older than me, and the school I attend is also far away from me, so I basically don't communicate much in private.

Unexpectedly, Kudo, no, Conan, the unlucky Ome, is actually Xiaolan.

Conan looked at Xiaolan and then at me: "Sister Xiaolan, I came here because I saw Ayako... my sister."

Oh yo, this sister shouted quite reluctantly =w=+

"Yeah, I just made an appointment with Conan to take him around for a walk, can I, Miss Xiaolan?"

"It's okay, as long as Ayako is convenient." Xiaolan's blue and purple eyes were clean and bright, and her smile rubbed into the air like the fresh smell after the rain.She bent down and told Conan with a serious face: "Be obedient and don't make trouble, Conan?"

"I know, sister Xiaolan!" Conan nodded obediently with a sweet voice.

After Xiaolan left, I couldn't help covering my mouth and laughing: "Tsk tsk, sister Xiaolan..."

Conan blushed, his eyes wandered: "Hey, that's not the point."

As if smelling the sour smell of love, I crossed my arms and looked at Conan: "You stayed here on purpose, do you have anything to tell me?"

Conan looked around and asked in a low voice after finding no suspicious person, "How much do you know about the Black Organization?"

The Black Organization...?The two men in black that we ran into last time?

After witnessing Conan's shrinking incident, I went on a bizarre adventure with Dazai before I had time to investigate, and it was forgotten after I came back.

I was silent for a moment and replied: "...for the time being, I don't understand yet."

But because it's all black it's called the Black Organization, seriously?

"Since you didn't get involved in the investigation, Sakuraya, don't pay too much attention to these things in the future." Conan heaved a sigh of relief with a serious expression, "The Black Organization is a large transnational criminal organization with deep connections in Japan and is very dangerous."

I understand Conan's kindness.These matters have nothing to do with me directly, and random investigations may attract their attention.At that time, not only will I be in danger, but my family and friends around me will also be in trouble.

"Well, I see." I nodded.

If I encounter these things now, I can't help at all. The sudden sense of powerlessness makes me urgently want to grasp something.

It is said that lamps are sacred objects with spirituality, but the crystal lights here are bright and dazzling.

I frowned impatiently, and prepared to go to the balcony to blow some wind to calm down.

Before I took my eyes off the crystal lamp, I saw it seem to shake, my pupils shrank suddenly, and a bad feeling invaded my whole body.

"Hey, Conan..."

"what--!"

Just as I was about to confirm with Conan whether my eyes were dazzled, the crystal lamp fell out of control and fell straight down. I heard the screams of men and women, and even the cries of children.

I was standing far away from where I fell, and only a few shards of crystal splashed across my calf.

"I'll go check the situation!" Conan rushed over, while I froze in place with chills all over my body.

Limo and Chunqi, are they there?

I took a deep breath and followed with messy steps on my high heels.

The blood on the ground was mixed with sparkling crystal fragments, and the smell of blood spread. Some people covered their wounds and cursed in a low voice, while some huddled in the corner with a happy face.

Only the woman in the red dress who fell in the middle of the chandelier and was smashed upright could no longer speak.

I watched for a while, and there were no Li Mo and Chun Qi among the wounded around.

"sister!"

Chun Qi was embraced by Asami Sakuragu, and before he saw the woman lying in the pool of blood, he was blindfolded.

"Sister, are you okay?" Li Mo looked at me worriedly and trotted over.

I stepped forward and hugged her, turning her face to the other side, and my beating heart calmed down at this moment.

"I'm fine, Limo, don't worry." I slowed down my voice, held her tightly, and patted her on the back lightly.

"Why are you still standing here, what do you look like?" Father's voice could not hear any emotion, and he looked at me with dissatisfied eyes.

I lowered my eyes and didn't respond.

"Ayako is still a child, so don't be too harsh." Asami Sakuradani gently comforted her, her soft voice was almost non-aggressive.

"It's not too young." The father didn't say anything, and turned to negotiate with the police.

I didn't feel dissatisfied, but the sudden grievance made my heart sore.

There are not many grievances, just a little bit.

When this kind of thing happened at Chunqi's birthday party, I was worried that it would affect his psychology.

I patted Limo's arm wrapped around my neck obediently: "Let's leave with your Auntie Mami first, together with Chunqi, my sister will be there in a while."

"...Yeah." Li Mo nodded hesitantly.

The timing of the drop of the crystal lamp today was very coincidental. It happened to be at the birthday party of Yinggu Chunqi in the hotel under Yinggu.

If the father doesn't handle it well, it will have an impact on the Sakura Valley Zaibatsu.

I turned indifferently and looked at the woman lying on the ground.

Her decent wine-red long curly hair is sticky with blood, and she can no longer see the glamorous appearance of the owner of the hair before his death.A translucent shadow floated not far from the corpse. The shadow's beautiful face was exactly the same as that of the bright red corpse on the ground.

Oh, Conan happened to be squatting next to A Piao, propping his chin, wondering what he was thinking.