Out-of-control players in the world of Detective Conan

Ballroom.

"Congratulations to Ms. Miyano Musashi and little Haibara Ai for winning our first and second prizes!"

The rock-paper-scissors game was over, and Tokiwa Mio announced the final result, while cheers erupted from the backstage area.

"Mr. Mori, don't be discouraged. You were just unlucky this time."

Seeing Kogoro Mouri come to the bicycle alone, Qi Ming smiled and went up to comfort him in a friendly manner.

He still cheated.

In reality, no one plays games with the intention of cheating or using hacks from the very beginning.

Only those who have reached the red-hot level can use cheat codes.

Hey, you can't play this game without cheating, everyone else is using cheats so I have to too!

Xiao Tou isn't cheating. Anyway, even if I used it, I still couldn't beat the other team. I'm bad, I'll use it, I'll do whatever I want~

Actually, when they were playing rock-paper-scissors, Qi Ming was thinking of just playing it normally.

However, Kogoro Mouri's luck was truly extraordinary.

In the first round, Kogoro Mouri won, but Qi Ming decisively bent Kogoro Mouri's fingers into other gestures, resulting in a draw and a rematch.

The second game ended in a draw.

In the third round, Kogoro Mouri won, and Qi Ming made his move again, resulting in a draw.

In the fourth round, Kogoro Mouri won again...

In the fifth round, Qi Ming couldn't take it anymore and instantly killed his opponent, winning the game.

Fortunately, his parameters are better than Kogoro Mouri's.

"Thank you for your comfort, Ms. Miyano... Ah, I wonder how much longer my car rental career will last."

Upon hearing Qi Ming's words, Kogoro Mouri sighed and waved his hand.

He took out his phone and took a picture of the mountain bike, wondering how much it could sell for.

Or ask Xiaolan if she needs it; it would be convenient if she wanted to sell it later.

"99% new, used by a girl herself"—that seems to be the common phrase used when selling secondhand items these days.

Just as Kogoro Mouri was searching for the same item, all the lights in the venue went out.

Before anyone could ask questions, Tokiwa Mio and Sawaguchi's secretary, who had been standing on the stage, had moved to the side, and a host in a suit took their place.

As the spotlight shone down, the host smiled and said:

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the opening ceremony of the Tokiwa Group Twin Towers. Now we will move on to the next segment."

"Next, we'd like to introduce our important guest for today!"

The host waved to the audience, and then an old man suddenly emerged from the crowd.

The old man was dressed in a kimono, leaning on a cane, and his serious demeanor exuded an air of authority.

Tokiwa Mio moved closer to the old man and gently took his arm.

"Teacher Ruyue, let me help you up."

"No need, I can walk by myself."

The old man glared at Tokiwa Mio, shook off her hand, and leaned on his cane to move forward.

"Master Ruyue Fengshui, a national treasure-level master of Japanese painting, please welcome him with applause!"

Seeing that the old man had already come on stage, the host bowed politely and then introduced him to the guests below the stage.

There was a moment of silence in the room, followed by thunderous applause.

Those present were all well-informed and knowledgeable people, and they naturally knew the reputation of Ruyue Fengshui. Many of them had the old man's collection in their homes.

Asuka Peak Water leaned on his cane, facing the admiring gazes and drumbeats of everyone, yet his face remained cold.

As the applause around him gradually subsided, the host bowed slightly and asked Ruyue Fengshui.

"Ms. Kisaragi, is there anything you would like to say to everyone?"

"No."

"Forehead……"

The host scratched his head somewhat awkwardly.

"So, Ms. Ruyue, do you have any painting techniques you could share with everyone?"

Ruyue Fengshui glanced at the host out of the corner of his eye and slammed his cane down heavily.

"Hmph, what's the point of talking to you old folks who only understand material things and not spiritual matters!"

"..."

The scene became somewhat awkward for a moment because of Ruyue Fengshui.

The host was in an even more awkward position.

What's wrong with this old man?

It's one thing to not follow the script, but why did they start speaking Tibetan?!

Fortunately, Ruyue Fengshui is a well-known artist who also paints.

The displeasure felt by those present towards Ruyue Fengshui lasted only a moment before fading away.

How can an artist call themselves an artist if they aren't eccentric?

"Haha, as expected of a master, his way of speaking is just different from others!"

The host was at a loss for what to do when he saw Tokiwa Mio's look and immediately laughed and changed the subject.

"Please turn around and look behind you. Next, please enjoy the painting by Mr. Kisaragi Mine!"

The host pressed the remote control in his pocket, and the curtain above the floor-to-ceiling window on one side of the banquet hall slowly fell.

The screen flickered, and a series of exquisite paintings of Mount Fuji appeared before everyone's eyes.

It must be said that Ruyue Fengshui truly deserves to be called a master.

At least in Qi Ming's eyes, the paintings shown by the host were no different from those that were photographed and printed.

Not particularly interested in the paintings, Qi Ming secretly took the convertible and then dragged Ai Haibara to Tokiwa Mio's side to start begging.

"Tokiwa-neechan, when will our gems be sent out?"

Hearing the whispers in her ear, Tokiwa Mio said with a smile.

"Hehe, little sister, don't worry, the logistics are already taking care of it."

"Moreover, the Tokiwa Foundation always keeps its promises."

Qi Ming smiled and responded by putting his hands together in prayer.

"Ah, mainly because my watch is quite expensive."

"Over a million US dollars."

The main thing is that we've already experienced all the activities that were supposed to be included.

If we don't hurry up and get our hands on another freebie, we won't have time once the shooting starts.

"Only a million yen... US dollars?"

Tokiwa Mio waved her hand, only realizing a second later that Qi Ming was referring to the unit after the number.

"Yes."

Tokiwa Mio suddenly became solemn and respectful.

"...May I ask where Miss Miyano works?"

"A housewife."

"……'

Ai Haibara glanced at Tokiwa Mio's expression, then blushed and pinched Qi Ming's thigh.

Thankfully, we live in a modern society, not ancient times.

Otherwise, with Qi Ming's mouth, who knows how many respectable women he would have defiled remotely.

With the idea of ​​cooperation in mind, Tokiwa Mio planned to ask Qi Ming for more information.

But she suddenly noticed that the people who had been quietly admiring the paintings were now making a lot of noise.

"This, what is this?"

"How could this happen?"

Why didn't Ms. Tokiwa tell us?

Amid the commotion, people turned their heads and focused their attention on where Qi Ming was.

Noticing the gazes of those around him, Qi Ming looked at them with a puzzled expression.

"What am I doing?"