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Chu Ming followed Gin out of the training ground dejectedly.

Behind the two men, Vodka was lying on the ground with a bruised face and nose, his sunglasses fell to his ears, and his eyes were full of despair.

Gin, who had just sparred with his two younger brothers, was smoking a cigarette refreshed, feeling as if all the recent stress had disappeared.

Chu Ming secretly glanced at Vodka's miserable condition and quietly made the sign of the cross for him.

Thank you for your courage to take the lead, God bless you, Amen.

Vermouth sat on the sofa and did not leave. When she saw Chu Ming coming out unharmed behind Gin, there was a hint of surprise in her eyes.

"Gin, have you regressed or has Xiao Chuming improved? I remember that before I went abroad, it wasn't like this when you guys went to the training ground."

Vermouth clearly remembered that before she went to the United States, every time Gin brought Chu Ming into the training ground, he would walk out of the gate like a lone wolf, leaving Chu Ming lying like a dead dog.

——Yes, the current Vodka is the original Chu Ming.

It's only been a few years, and Chu Ming can actually come out with him in high spirits?

Chu Ming staggered a few steps upon hearing this, then accurately aimed at the sofa and fell down, lying right next to Vermouth.

"Sister, sister, I'm dying. I've suffered serious internal injuries. Ahem - I doubt I'll make it through this, ahem, winter. You must help me get revenge - ah -"

Chu Ming's hand stretched in the air tilted and fell down, with no movement of his chest.

Xiang Xiang felt that it was a bit unsatisfactory to pretend to be dead like this, so she opened her eyes again: "Sister, if the boss asks about the details, you must tell him that big brother also has his own difficulties. He didn't mean to kill me. He might just be confused for a moment..."

Seeing Gin's grin again, Chu Ming decisively shut up and got up and shrank behind Vermouth: "Sister, look at him. I'm obviously pleading for him, but he's so fierce and rude QAQ"

Gin couldn't bring himself to play the game of "Eagle Catches Chicken" with Chu Ming through Vermouth, but - this bastard really had a mouth that was unnecessary.

Looking at Vermouth's thin but unexpectedly safe back, Chu Ming stealthily poked his head out from over her shoulder.

Gin had already left without seeing anything.

Chu Ming breathed a sigh of relief: "Sister, it's great to have you~"

Vermouth stretched out her finger to lift Chu Ming's chin, and scratched it subconsciously.

??? What are you doing? Playing with the cat???

Chu Ming, who thought he was going to be teased and was ready to sell his body, was completely confused.

Vermouth was stunned for a moment by her own subconscious reaction, and then she took out an invitation from her side.

"Moriya Teiji sent me an invitation some time ago. I have a mission recently and don't have much time. Why don't I give you a chance to relax?"

Speaking of business, Chu Ming turned over and sat on the sofa, opened the invitation and looked at it carefully.

"Moriya Teiji? Sounds familiar. Is he the famous architect? Why would he invite my sister over?"

"It's that architect. He holds banquets, and he always sends me one no matter if I go or not. After all, my sister hasn't been in the United States for so many years for nothing. But be careful when you go. He seems to have secretly approached the organization to buy bombs before, but the organization didn't have much explosives in stock in Japan some time ago, so they didn't agree to the deal."

"Okay, I'll pay attention. Does this Moriya Teiji know that my sister is a member of the organization?" Chu Ming thought thoughtfully. If he knew, he would no longer be able to use his face.

Vermouth showed a charming smile, stood up and adjusted her hair: "Of course I don't know, sister mainly wants you to relax, you just keep an eye on it, ok, sister has something else to do, I'm leaving first~"

After saying that, she blew Chu Ming a kiss and turned away.

"Emperor Moriya II..." Chu Ming thought in a low voice in the room holding the invitation.

Chu Ming actually knew this name. He was a strange old man with obsessive-compulsive disorder.

In order to blow up his once asymmetrical building, he stole the Japanese gunpowder depot.

It was almost the end of Detective Conan. After all, if Xiaolan hadn't been so lucky and hadn't cut the red line, both Xiaolan and Conan would have been blown to death there.

Strictly speaking, Conan can be considered his accomplice, as it was Conan who helped him decipher the password to enter the gunpowder depot.

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"Brother Chu Ming, this way."

Xiaolan was standing in front of the table. She saw Chu Ming coming in with the invitation from afar and waved to him.

Last night Conan called Chu Ming and wanted to invite him to the banquet, but Chu Ming said that he had his own channels and they could just meet at the banquet.

Conan looked at the invitation in Chu Ming's hand and couldn't help but tug at his clothes: "Brother Chu Ming, whose invitation did you use?"

Chu Ming casually stuffed the invitation into his pocket and said, "I know a big star. She received the invitation but was not available, so she asked me to attend on her behalf."

Seeing that Conan wanted to ask more, Chu Ming picked up the biscuits on the table and stuffed them into his mouth: "You must be hungry, eat more."

Conan's mouth was filled with biscuits. He rolled his eyes at Chu Ming and started to eat the biscuits.

After chatting with Kogoro Moriya for a long time, Teiji Moriya finally revealed his purpose.

"Detective Maori, I heard that a great detective like you must be very good at decryption, right? I have a puzzle here for a few of my friends. It's a question about deducing the startup password of a computer company run by three people in partnership. If it's Mr. Maori, there will be no problem."

Maori Kogoro felt the whispers and shocked looks from the people around him, straightened his collar, and said confidently: "Of course, please ask the questions."

Moriya Teiji took out a few pieces of paper from his pocket and distributed them to everyone present: "The password is a common word among the three of them, consisting of five hiragana characters. Everyone, come and try it."

Chu Ming looked at the note in his hand:

"Oyamada Riki (Type A), birthday: October 31;

Sorahi Sasuke (Type B), birthday: June 32;

Konohagi (O type), birthday: January 33.