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

"Mr. Qi Ming, what exactly does eating have to do with exorcising the curse?"

Qi Ming spoke eloquently, his hand already ticked off quite a few items on the menu, just short of having the chef cook a whole book.

"The method we are using to exorcise curses is called the Food Purification Ritual. It was developed by a great master in our country in the past."

"The essence of a curse is the power of reversing life, while food contains the virtue of following life."

"Sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, and salty each correspond to a type of energy, and this energy can dispel the curse. None of them can be missing. As long as all these energies are gathered together, the curse will naturally be removed."

"..."

Those around him were stunned, their minds replaying the mysterious words Qi Ming had spoken.

It's that simple?

Is it too perfunctory to think that a meal can remove the curse?

What the heck is this "great power" thing? Does China really have immortal cultivators?

A little while later, Qi Ming had already ordered the food and handed it back to the chef. He glanced at the strange looks from everyone and snorted softly.

"Don't look like that. The answers are all very simple, but the hardest part is the process of finding them."

"And during this process, quite a few people died..."

Upon hearing this, everyone seemed to understand the bloodshed and disaster in Qi Ming's words, and their expressions instantly became serious, with their bodies unconsciously bowing slightly to Qi Ming.

The chef frowned and spoke as he looked at the dishes Qi Ming had chosen.

"Um, Mr. Qi Ming, right? I took a look, and it seems that the dish is missing a bitter flavor? Actually, none of the dishes I know are based on bitterness."

"And there are quite a lot of them, so I might not have much stock here."

Qi Ming looked at Inspector Megure and said:

"Inspector Megure, the dishes are yours to handle. As for bitter vegetables, please bring back some bitter melon."

"Okay, don't worry."

Megure nodded solemnly, consulted the chef about the missing materials, and then directly issued orders to his subordinates.

Go grocery shopping!

After the police left, Qi Ming stepped forward and patted the chef on the shoulder.

"And you, remember to put your whole heart and soul into completing these dishes. Only in this way can you infuse your spiritual energy into the dishes, understand?"

"Also, Mr. Mori, please prepare some tables and chairs and move them to the lakeside. Given the current situation, it's not suitable to eat indoors."

Although he drew the blood-stained words in the room, it was still somewhat unlucky to eat while looking at the word "death" on the wall.

"I understand, I understand."

The chef dared not disobey and nodded repeatedly. He pointed to the location of the spare tables and chairs to Kogoro Mouri, and then immediately went to the stove to prepare to cook.

Seeing Qi Ming and the others leave the house, Kogoro Mouri moved the tables and chairs a few times but did not come back in.

The chef's heart pounded noticeably faster as he looked at the empty restaurant.

Father, I am your eldest son, please don't ruin me too!

……

Lakeside.

"Boss, is it true that people really do become ghosts after they die?"

Vodka, who usually acts according to Gin's wishes, couldn't help but ask Qi Ming a question.

Qi Ming was fishing when he heard Vodka's words and nodded.

Seeing Qi Ming's actions, everyone felt a chill run down their spines.

However, this feeling did not last long and quickly dissipated in their minds.

ghost?

How powerful can ghosts be?

They've done so many bad things, yet no ghosts have come looking for trouble with them?

We can conclude that ghosts, like people in the real world, only bully the weak and fear the strong.

The mood quickly subsided, and Chianti yawned as she glanced casually at another table not far to her right.

Seeing Vermouth's smile sitting next to Ran Mouri, Chianti rubbed her eyes in disbelief.

"Is Vermouth laughing?"

Vermouth is naturally cheerful, but her smiles used to seem fake, and I really wanted to punch her.

After all, this woman likes to say things that are hard to understand whenever she smiles, which can be quite annoying.

Now, although her smile still makes Chianti want to punch her, it seems to reveal some sincerity in it.

"...Yes, he is laughing."

Cohen repeatedly pushed his sunglasses up and down, and after confirming that he wasn't seeing things, he stammered as he spoke.

Perhaps noticing their gazes, Vermouth turned her head, and Ran Mouri's gaze also fell on Qi Ming and the others.

Ran Mouri waved to Qi Ming and the others, and then said something to Vermouth.

Vermouth paused for a moment, then shrugged helplessly and got up to walk towards Qi Ming.

"Oh, so someone got kicked out for laughing so disgustingly?"

Chianti sneered at Vermouth, but the latter was clearly used to it and simply ignored Chianti's words.

"Xiao Lan said she wanted you all to come and sit together, it'll be more lively with more people."

Vermouth looked at Qi Ming and said these words with a sense of helplessness.

While Qi Ming was away, she asked Ran Mouri a lot of questions about him.

However, she regretted asking the question afterward.

Ran Mouri used every word that could be used to describe Qi Ming: a good person, a great philanthropist, and anything that couldn't be associated with a bad person at all.

No wonder she's the kind daughter who saved her from that shrimp rice incident back then; she's always full of goodwill towards the world.

Although Vermouth felt this act of kindness was truly unnecessary.

"Okay, let's go then."

Qi Ming put away his fishing rod. It seemed like he wasn't catching any fish in this spot anyway, so he figured he might have better luck in another place.

Qi Ming looked up in the direction of Ran Mouri, his gaze meeting Conan's. Conan's already extremely serious face looked even more solemn at this moment.

But as soon as he closed his eyes and paused, Conan's worried expression disappeared, and then he nodded at him with a friendly smile.

Although that smile always felt like someone was holding a gun to his back and forcing him to smile.

After a moment's thought, Qi Ming addressed the crowd:

"By the way, please don't call me 'boss' when we go out together in the future. It feels a bit too arrogant."

Everyone nodded, and Chianti asked, "So, b... uh, I mean, how should we address you?"

Qi Ming smiled slightly:

"Just call me Master Ma."

Before he could finish speaking, the room fell silent.

This sounds even more arrogant than the boss.

……

On the other side, watching the organizers walk towards him, Conan swallowed hard, his heart pounding with excitement... no, perhaps it should be said that his heart was pounding wildly.

When Kogoro Mouri came out just now, he went up to ask about the case, but Kogoro Mouri just shook his head at him very seriously and said that this matter was too complicated and that children would wet their pants if they heard about it.

Conan was fairly certain that Qi Ming had done something inside.

However, he no longer cared what Qi Ming had done.

All Conan wanted to do right now was to look up to the sky and let out a long howl.

In the afternoon, I encountered a robbery gang called NBT, and in the evening, I ran into the organizers who showed up for some unknown reason while I was having dinner.

These days are just too hard.