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The woman clicked on the text message she just sent...

"You went back to Japan? ——Gin

"Click, click, click..." The woman edited while staring at the door.

...

"Ding!"

In the hotel lobby, as soon as he stepped out of the elevator, the phone in Gin Jiu's arms vibrated.

"No, I'm still in Los Angeles. Has the matter of Dr. Agata been resolved?" ——Vermouth

Gin looked at the text message in the phone, and frowned:

"Troublesome woman, Mu Yuan won't lie at all, do you think you can hide your plan from me?"

He took out a cigarette and lit it. Under the fearful eyes of the hotel waiters, Gin walked out of the lobby slowly - without replying to the text message.

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In the suite, the woman who had turned into a middle-aged man picked up the phone again, and then frowned.

She did not receive a reply.

Worried that she would be suspected of returning to Japan if she asked again, she could only put her phone away and look in the mirror at the oily man with a mole at the corner of his eye.

"Forget it, anyway, that Ah Li probably couldn't be that kid's helper."

The man in the mirror frowned, and a pleasant female voice came from his slightly moving lips:

"Before the organization becomes suspicious, we must get rid of the abomination who dared to tease that silly boy... Get rid of those who are a threat to the organization."

As he spoke, the man's voice gradually became rough...

"Is that right? Police Koda is watching the prison."

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On Monday, early in the morning, special invitation letters were issued by the Fujiwara family and appeared in the hands of various celebrities in the business and political circles in Tokyo.

The fact that Erquan Temple will hold the largest pink diamond exhibition has been thoroughly confirmed.

At the same time, because the time on the invitation letter was very provocative, it was directly changed to [-]:[-] midnight. The news that Miss Suzuki's second lady sent out in the early hours of last night also appeared on the breakfast table of the celebrities again.

——At midnight, Phantom Thief Kidd VS Fujiwara Family VS Nizumi Fan!

This is really... a big show that makes people scratch their heads.

Whether they saw or didn't see the intention behind this drama, they all made up their minds and must go there to witness the result of this drama with their own eyes.

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In a blink of an eye, it was eight o'clock in the evening.

In the high-rise suite of the Kubado City Hotel, Vodka has changed into a scarred face that is exactly the same as that on the passport, and is facing the mirror, familiarizing himself with his facial expressions.

At this moment, the doorbell of the suite rang suddenly.

"Huh?" Vodka glanced at his watch and asked strangely, "Who is it?"

"Room service!" A pleasant female voice faintly came from outside the room.

Vodka frowned and said, "I didn't order room service?"

"Master Mu Yuan called for you!" The female voice responded.

"Muyuan? This kid doesn't have much ability, but he knows how to flatter!" Vodka laughed, "Here we come!"

As he spoke, Vodka opened the door, and a 1.7 meter tall blonde appeared in front of him.

"Are you a hotel waiter?"

"Yes." The blond girl licked her lips sexyly and said, "Sir, won't you invite me in?"

"Gudong..." Vodka swallowed honestly, hesitated and said, "I'm in a hurry now, why don't you come back in the middle of the night in a few hours?"

The blonde girl rolled her eyes and said, "But... sir, I'm a little thirsty—hmm."

Looking at the red lips pursed by the blonde, Vodka couldn't bear it anymore.

"Okay! Let's make a quick decision! Come in!"

"Okay, Mr. Uozuka!"

The blonde smiled slightly, and walked into the suite pushing the cart in her hand.

"boom!!!"

The door of the suite was slammed shut mercilessly by vodka.

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Ten minutes later, Vodka with a horrible scar on his face walked out of the room, straightened the collar of his shirt, and whispered:

"Uizuka Jiro, the profession is forensic, it's a little difficult to handle, forget it, anyway, only this person's invitation was sent by that guy himself, I have no other choice, but..."

Vodka trembled with some fear, "As expected of a forensic doctor related to FB1, there are so many terrible things in the luggage."

...

Just like that, Uozuka Jiro came to the lobby of the hotel grandiosely holding his "own" invitation card.

But just when he wanted the hotel to call a car for him, a cold voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Why so slow?" Gin Jiu glared at "Uozuka Jiro" with a murderous expression, "Time is almost over!"

"Uh...sorry!" Uozuka Jiro subconsciously apologized due to Gin's momentum.

Qin Jiu frowned: "Forget it, let's go quickly."

With that said, Gin turned around and walked out of the lobby, and Uozuka Jiro followed in confusion.

Soon, the two came to Gin's beloved car - Porsche 356A.

Qin Jiu said: "Hurry up and get in the car."

Uozuka Jiro blinked, and suddenly smiled and said: "So you are the driver who came to pick me up, okay, okay, needless to say, let's go!"

"Slap!" Uozuka Jiro directly opened the back door of the Porsche 356A, and slammed into it. "What are you doing? Didn't you say that the time is running out?"

Gin frowned for a while, then suddenly realized—[Could it be that Vodka finally got the hang of it, is this... entering the play? 】

"Well, you did a good job this time." Gin Jiu sat in the driver's seat and praised with great satisfaction.

"Uozuka Jiro" froze for a moment, vaguely aware of a strange aura.

Things seem to be a little bit wrong!

Chapter 75

At night, Erquan Mountain is full of people.

The temporary lighting penetrates into the woods on both sides of the mountain road, covering the pink cherry blossoms on the pink trees and the green shrubs under the trees with a halo.

The guests climbed up the steps along the mountain road, smelling the faint fragrance blown by the night wind, as if they were in an illusion.

The servants of the Fujiwara family were dressed in black suits and stood every ten meters. They didn't have professional smiles on their faces like ordinary service staff, but the respect they showed in their gestures made the guests even more excited. feel a different kind of peace of mind

——Respect, but not flattery.

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"Mr. Uozuka, please."

After handing over the invitation card in his hand to the waiter, and finally getting rid of the glacier-like elder brother in black, Kaito Kuroba let out a long sigh of relief.

He followed the flow of people all the way to the top of the mountain, his eyes lingering on the lights on both sides of the road.

"The power of these lights seems to come from the same wire. As long as this wire is cut off, the entire mountain road can be plunged into darkness, and then...pretend to jump from the top of the mountain, but actually leave here secretly... to escape There is a route."

"The exhibition area should not be so simple. For this exhibition, the people of the Fujiwara family must have prepared a lot of backup power... Heh, the bright lights will make it easier for people to relax their vigilance."

"It's just that the host Mu Yuan really didn't call the police. What kind of support does he have?"

"Well... it's better to try it out first."

With an idea in mind, Kaito Kuroba, who was pretending to be vodka, stopped hesitating. He quickly walked through the crowd of people in formal clothes and dresses, and came all the way to the exhibition area in front of the Buddha Hall.

After slowing down, he thought it would take some time to find a chance to talk to Mu Yuan, but he didn't expect...

As soon as his figure appeared on the platform in front of the Buddha Hall, Mu Yuan, who was wearing the cassock of the Peacock Daming King, looked over and walked straight towards him.

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The top of the mountain, the host's residence, and the courtyard.

Mao Lilan adjusted her evening dress awkwardly, looked at the calm-looking best friend beside her, and whispered:

"Hey, Yuanzi, don't we really need to go to the exhibition? Wouldn't that be impolite?"

Suzuki Sonoko put his hands on his hips, stared at the spring water in front of him without blinking, and said without turning his head: "Don't worry, no one will say anything, and what's so interesting about the exhibition, Mr. Kidd still has half a day to go." It will appear in front of me in an hour!"

"But, Sonoko, in case Kidd doesn't show up here..."

"No, Lord Kidd's notice letter has never been wrong!"

"Um……"

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"Don't worry, Xiaolan," Kudo Shinichi walked over confidently, "I have already investigated this guy's past behavior, this strange thief is a very proud person, so as long as the notice letter is Really, he will definitely appear here!"

"Of course that notice letter is true!" Suzuki Sonoko turned his head and glared at Shinichi Kudo, "I have paid three times the price to collect five notice letters from Mr. Kidd, and I have seen the signature on them. , is absolutely not wrong!"

"..."

Kudo Shinichi rolled his eyes and complained secretly in his heart that the second lady of Suzuki's family turned out to be a thief's brainless fan, and it was hopeless.

"However, that guy Muyuan really didn't prepare for anything."

Looking back, Kudo Shin took a look at the situation in the courtyard, frowned and said:

"And the organizers of this exhibition, they didn't take any countermeasures, could it be that..."

"Don't you understand?" Sonoko Suzuki said firmly, "Of course it's because the only way to prevent Master Kidd from taking the Dream Heart is to move Master Kidd with sincerity and make him give up this action voluntarily." Already."

"...Do you think that no one can stop that thief?"

"Of course! Neither Mu Yuan's martial idiot nor you, a reasoning idiot, are no match for Lord Kidd! You will never be able to catch Lord Kidd!"

"Not Kidd's opponent..."

Kudo Shinichi raised his eyebrows, and he quietly looked aside, under the background of the backless evening dress, Mao Lilan, who had become more beautiful and moving, suddenly puffed out his chest, and said seriously:

"Then, let me, a famous high school student detective, prove to you that even a world-class phantom thief who has never missed a shot is just a ridiculous thief with despicable means!"

"What did you say!?"

"I said, I'm going to be here and grab that guy called... oh, Kidd!"

"You! Impossible!"

"Well... that's it, you two."

Mao Lilan stood aside, looking at Kudo Shinichi and Sonoko who were about to be at war, and waved his hands helplessly.

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On the other side, on the small road leading to the monk's house, Mu Yuan, who was leading "Uozuka Jiro" along the way, was suddenly stopped by a servant of the Fujiwara family.

"Master Muyuan, Mr. Fujiwara asked me to tell you. Before the exhibition starts, the teacher wants to borrow the quiet room behind the Buddhist hall to meet some old friends."

Mu Yuan stared at the top of the servant's head for a moment, then nodded slowly.

The servant saluted immediately, and left backwards.

【Fujiwara Wanguo... seems to be avoiding me? 】