The Buddhist way of life of Ke Xue Le Zi

Xinghai Gin just met Gin before the banquet started. The silver-gray-haired man was wearing a well-tailored high-end suit with a sapphire cufflink on his cuff. The suit fit his body curves and showed off his slender waist and long legs. Just where he stood, the guests kept turning their heads.

In order to avoid being recognized by Mr. Jameson, Gin changed into a low-key black suit and entered the venue with Xinghai Yin as his bodyguard.

Xing Haiyin was still injured, so naturally he couldn't carry out the invasion mission. In tonight's banquet, his role was to tip off the target and delay the target person.

After a series of identity checks, the guards at the door confirmed that they were not carrying any dangerous items, and then returned the Xinghai Silver invitation letter to them, performed a British gentleman's salute, and wished them a good time at the banquet.

After entering the luxurious villa, Xing Haiyin was slightly amazed by the magnificent hall. He spoke in a standard British accent and approached Gin as if chatting. "There are 27 surveillance cameras in this hall. The exits to other places are guarded. Blind spots... Oh, at least I haven't found any blind spots yet."

The silver-haired man raised his eyelids and glanced at him. "That's normal. After all, it's a famous iron wall."

Xing Haiyin raised his eyebrows when he heard this, as if he was surprised that the person in front of him would say such a thing, "This is not something you would say."

Gin didn't continue talking about this topic with this person. He stared calmly at the lady who was walking towards him with a glass of champagne, whose target was Xinghai Gin, and then retracted his gaze, "There will be help tonight."

"Have you looked for the person in charge of the London area?" Xing Haiyin took two glasses of champagne from the tray of a passing waiter and handed one of them to Gin, as if he was already immersed in the atmosphere of the banquet and didn't want to leave.

"No, those trash will only get in the way." Gin took the glass of champagne, but had no intention of drinking it. He looked at Jameson Bryan in the crowd from afar, his dark green eyes full of meaning.

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After entering, Conan Edogawa immediately looked for his target in the hall, but unfortunately, before he found anyone, he was taken back by Ran Mouri.

He could only suppress the uneasiness in his heart and stand obediently beside Mouri Ran and Suzuki Sonoko for the time being, holding a glass of juice in his hand and scanning the guests coming and going with his eyes.

But such aimless search had no effect at all, so after drinking the glass of juice, Edogawa Conan made the excuse of going to the toilet and slipped away with oil on his feet.

Xing Haimei looked up at the receding back of Edogawa Conan. He put down the goblet in his hand and said to Mao Lilan who didn't have time to stop him, "It's okay, I'll go over and look after him."

But the latter's number of times of running away increased, and his proficiency also increased sharply. Xing Haimei would lose sight of Edogawa Conan in just a moment of distraction.

However, his purpose was not to find Conan Edogawa.

The boy walked into the corridor leading to the bathroom. There were not many people on this road. Most of the guests were in the hall. No one would go to the bathroom as soon as they arrived at the party. Of course, this excluded a great detective who was not paying attention to the party itself.

Xing Hai Yahu entered the bathroom, closed and locked the door, then he glanced at the wall that blocked the window and looked away. After confirming that there was no way to enter, he looked up at the exhaust vent on the ceiling.

And through the gap of the exhaust port, a faint red light flickered.

The boy's eyes narrowed.

He had come to check just in case, but he didn't expect to actually run into it, and judging from the situation, it wasn't the work of an outsider.

The banquet had just begun and most of the guests were in the hall, which was completely closed except for the ventilation holes. There was not enough time to do anything, so it was more likely that it could only be done by insiders.

There was only Xing Hai Ya in the bathroom, which was some distance away from the hall and so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. Being in it, the sound of the countdown was particularly obvious.