Conan's All-Member Force Enhancement Plan

Everyone present sensed the hostility in the newcomer's tone and looked towards the source of the voice curiously, wanting to know who this person who suddenly appeared was.

Edogawa Conan's performance was even more obvious. He frowned slightly, showing his undisguised dissatisfaction towards this guy who was being sarcastic towards his idol.

Ray Katis probably recognized whose voice it was. His face darkened and he glared at the person who took the call from the audience.

A middle-aged man with a fat body, a philtrum mustache and glasses walked from the back of the crowd to the front of the stage. He had a scornful and sarcastic smile on his face and spoke in a frivolous tone. He didn't care about the various looks from the people around him: "Yes, there is only one word to describe people like you three who insult Japan with scandals. Dirty K."

Ray Curtis was obviously very angry about the man's offense. He drove him away directly: "Hey! Watch your language! GET OUT!!!"

Ricardo Barre, who was standing by, understood the ill intentions of the newcomers and Ray Katis's anger, but he did not understand the Neon language, so he anxiously asked another companion: "Mike, what did he say?"

The people in the audience were unmoved by Ray Curtis's anger, and some even turned the words back to him: "Hey, Hey! It's you who should watch your language!"

He took out an invitation from his pocket, showed it to everyone, and said jokingly: "I am a guest who came to our restaurant with an invitation, although I don't know who invited me. I am very grateful to him because I love eating sushi!"

After saying these words, he turned and left with a big laugh.

Hattori Heiji murmured curiously: "Who is that guy?"

Hiroki Sawada held up his phone and read out the information he had just urgently collected: "This man is a celebrity in America. He usually specializes in exposing the scandals of famous athletes and is also a reporter for a gossip newspaper. Although the content is all made up by him, he has a brilliant pen and has almost never lost even in court."

As he spoke, he handed the phone to several people so that they could see the information on the screen clearly.

The host on the stage saw the audience leave and quickly came out to smooth things over: "That was just a small incident. I wonder if you have any questions for these three? Um...if anyone has any questions, feel free to ask them!"

However, at this time, the people in the audience had already attracted the attention of the sudden situation. They were discussing the meaning of the person's words in twos and threes, and no one paid attention to the questions raised by the host on the stage.

The host was a little embarrassed, but couldn't show it, so he tried harder to draw the guests' attention back: "Haha, please don't be polite..."

Before the host could finish his words, a hand suddenly rose high, and the clear voice of a girl sounded like heavenly music to the host's ears: "Me!"

The guests' attention was instantly drawn, the place fell silent, and everyone turned their eyes to Mao Lilan who had raised her hand.

Being stared at by everyone, Mao Lilan's face flushed, but she still raised her hand firmly and looked at the host.

The host almost cried at this moment, but in the end he just kept the emotion in his heart and greeted Mao Lilan with enthusiasm and joy: "Hey! A brave lady raised her hand to ask a question! Then, can you please come to the stage?"

Mao Lilan withdrew her hand, held her autograph book, and walked onto the stage shyly.

Yuanshan Heye was a little surprised and confused: "Xiaolan?"

Suzuki Sonoko, however, looked accustomed to it, and whispered in Toyama Kazuha's ear: "Xiaolan is a celebrity stamp collector, maybe it's her old habit coming back."

The host on the stage welcomed Mao Lilan to the stage and handed the microphone to Mao Lilan: "Okay, you can ask questions now."

Mao Lilan felt a little embarrassed about her next request, but she still said, "Actually, I should say I have a favor to ask of you."

Mao Lilan took a deep breath, stretched out the autograph book in her hand and bowed slightly: "Mr. Lei! Please sign for me!"

The three bosses on the stage looked a little surprised and embarrassed, and looked at each other.

Hattori Heiji was a little surprised. Was he going to ask for an autograph?

But we had already agreed that no autographs would be given at this banquet. Oops, I seemed to have forgotten to tell them about this.

The guests in the audience probably all knew about this matter, but they did not blame the young man too much and just smiled kindly.

These laughs made Mao Lilan even more embarrassed. Her face turned red and she looked at Ray Katis eagerly: "No, no?"

The host quickly stepped between Ray Katis and Mao Lilan, waving his hands frantically: "No, no, we won't sign anything today!"

But before Mao Lilan's disappointment spread, Ray Katis pushed aside the host in front of him, approached Mao Lilan, and said in a friendly manner: "OK, OK! This lady has brought laughter back to this cocktail party. In this case, I will make an exception and sign an autograph for you."

Mao Lilan instantly became happy: "Thank you so much!"

The guests in the audience also applauded and cheered for the young man's wish come true.

Ray Curtis picked up a jersey on the table next to him: "Then, I will sign it on my uniform and give it to you."

Mao Lilan was surprised and asked, "Is it really possible?"

The host was still thinking about the process behind the reception, so he leaned over to Ray Curtis's ear and whispered, "No, these uniforms are for the guests to draw lots for later."

Ray Katis smiled, raised his thumb, index finger, and middle finger to make a "3" sign, and consoled the host: "What does it matter? There are still three pieces there anyway."

The host still didn't want to agree, because Ray Curtis's sudden impulse required him, the host, to smooth things over.

After all, the other two bosses each have four items, but Ray Katis only has three. That doesn’t sound very nice.

However, after Ray Katis calmed the host down, he ignored him and turned to talk to Mao Lilan.

The host sighed and said, "Okay, after all, they are the Party A."

Mao Lilan didn't know the host's troubles, and she happily took the opportunity to make her own request: "Can you please write a few more words?"

Ray Curtis was very experienced. He knew how to sign: "OK! Miss, what's your name?"

Mao Lilan quickly explained: "Um, it's not about me, Shinichi, can you please write to Shinichi for me?"

When Conan Edogawa heard what Mao Lilan said, he was slightly startled, and then his eyes lit up. It was actually for him! I didn't expect Xiaolan to still remember that he was the number one fan of Ray Curtis!

Ray Curtis on the stage was not surprised. He had seen many people asking for autographs for their friends. But he still said, "Oh, is it your boyfriend?"

Mao Lilan thought of Kudo Shinichi AKA Edogawa Conan who was in the audience, her face turned red, and she denied it again and again: "It's not like that..."

Si Xuanyu, Shan Hai Jing, Suzuki Sonoko, Huihara Ai and Sawada Hiroki, who knew the truth, looked at each other, their eyes full of understanding.

Hattori Heiji also secretly kicked Edogawa Conan and signaled to him with his eyes: You must make a few phone calls when you go back!

Only Toyama Heye, who was completely unaware of this, had a completely different focus from the others: "Don't you think it's strange? Aren't goalkeepers usually number 1? Why is he number 8?"

When Conan Edogawa heard the question about his idol, he immediately explained to Toyama and Ye with great interest: "Because Lei was originally a midfielder, but in a World Cup match, both goalkeepers left the field and the team had no one to guard the goal. Lei was ordered to take over in this situation.

Later, he blocked several balls from the opponent and qualified for the final. From then on, he served as goalkeeper with the number 8 in the Spanish Championship or other competitions.

So when he joined the American Football Federation, it was a natural combination.”

Yuanshan and Ye understood, but she still had other doubts. She looked at the jersey with 99 on it that Mike Nord was holding and said, "So what does that 99 mean? That guy is a pitcher. Isn't 99 too many numbers?"

Hattori Heiji explained to Toyama Kazuha with a proud expression on his face: "That means 99 miles. Actually, it is equivalent to 160 kilometers. It is because Mike can throw the ball so fast that he uses 99 as his back number."