After taking a shower, the hot water just boiled.

The phone rang after Chen Xing answered the instant noodles.

"Hello, who?" he answered the phone.

"It's me, do you have time now?" Conan's somewhat solemn voice came over.

Chen Xing looked at the instant noodles on the table. It seemed that every time a phone call came in, it would cause him to be unable to eat noodles, and the strange laws increased again.

"What's the matter if you have time?"

"Can you come to the Cupo Hotel? You may need to take us in." Conan said.

"Okay." Chen Xing responded.

Generally speaking, although the Kono Hotel is a high-end hotel, it does not have too many restrictions on customers. But now Conan says he wants to take him in, either it is a venue booked by someone else, or something happened there and he cannot enter as a child.

At this time, Conan said again, "By the way, remember to wear black clothes."

The speaker was unintentional, but Chen Xing was shocked and said calmly: "What's wrong?"

At this time, Conan and Ai Haibara were hiding behind the pillars in the hall. Hearing this, he explained: "The place we are going to enter is a memorial service for the film director."

"..." Chen Xing knew it, and at the same time he was relieved, "I'll go there now."

He only attended a funeral once and did not have a memorial service. He didn't know much about this rule, so he just took a black coat and went out.

Soon, Chen Xing took a taxi to the Gunto Hotel. Conan had been waiting at the door. When he saw him, he ran over and pulled his wrist and walked in.

"It's very urgent?" Chen Xing said curiously.

Conan responded deeply, hesitated for a moment, and said, "There may be a murder here."

He has not yet told the organization and the reason why he has become smaller. There is not enough time and it is not the time.

Chen Xing didn't ask much, but after seeing Ai Haibara, he obviously found that today's little girl was in a bad mood.

It was too low, seemingly calm but like a frightened deer, her eyes always looked around with vigilance, as if a slight noise could make her react very much.

"We'll go in with you. If anyone asks, I'll have to ask you to cover us." Conan said.

Chen Xing nodded and followed the two to the hall of the memorial service.

Coincidentally, I don’t know if they were late and the receptionist at the door was not there, so they pushed the door open and came in swagger.

Conan shaved his cheeks and said helplessly: "But if someone asks you later, it may be troublesome."

"Do what you want to do first." Chen Xing said: "I'll talk about it later."

Conan immediately realized that behind this guy was the Suzuki Consortium. Even if he was discovered by then, others would think that it was an honor for him to come, so how could he blame him?

Therefore, he hurriedly took Ai Haibara's hand and ran into the venue, and disappeared into the crowd in the blink of an eye.

There are many people who come to attend the memorial service, both at home and abroad. There are business celebrities, political MPs, and film and television stars, all of which have appeared on TV.

Chen Xing didn't ask who Conan was looking for, and how did he know that there would be a murder. He was not so curious. He helped him and was happy to serve him.

In fact, this kind of memorial service is more like a social occasion, like a dinner party. Although people around are not drinking and chatting, they are smiling and chatting, and occasionally there are sounds of clinking glasses.

Chen Xing came in a hurry and didn't have time to eat instant noodles. He was hungry now, so he walked to a table and cut a piece of strawberry cake.

"Are you here too?" A slightly gritted teeth and sounded around him.

Chen Xing turned his head and saw that the other party was wearing a black professional outfit, tall and brown short hair, but the original pretty face seemed to be hidden with hatred, and his almond eyes were slightly glaring, and he was gritting his teeth.

He thought about it and said unsurely: "Miss Hinata?"

The person who came was Hinata Yuki, who is now the acting president of Nagato Group and the youngest chaebol president in Japan's history.

She was surprised when she saw Tu Fangchenxing. When she got closer, she found that this person was actually competing with the cake, and the complexity in her heart was surging like a tide.

On the one hand, she hated the other party, and had made her body completely beaten, like the mud in the pool where the pool was drained, while he was the clouds in the sky, high above, and the faint voice revealed her disbelief.

On the other hand, it is precisely because of this that she can face her almost astray, whether it is her feelings or her dark side.

Hinata Yuki collected information about Toshikazuki, and his senses were complicated, but there was no doubt that there must be a hatred - the desire to take revenge and also put the other party in the sludge.

But at this moment, when she heard that this guy seemed to be polite and polite, she was immediately furious.

Nothing is more infuriating than "the other party is unforgettable to himself, but the other party forgets who he is."

Hinata Yuki wanted to splash the red wine in his hand on his face, and then dirty him in public!

But no, her identity is different now. Behind the other party is the Suzuki Consortium. If she does this, it will cause immeasurable consequences.

So, Hinata Yuki's face turned red with anger, and he held the wine glass tightly, squeezed out the sound of the air from his teeth, "You are really a good memory, Mr. Tuoka!"

"Ah, sorry." Chen Xing smiled politely, nodded slightly, and then scratched a piece of cake with a small fork into his mouth.

The sweetness of cream and the fragrance of strawberries fill the taste buds, the hungry and empty stomach is extremely eager, and the feeling of being filled is pleasant.

Sure enough, nothing is more comfortable than filling your stomach with food.

Hinata Yuki took a deep breath, glared at him hard, turned around and left, and went to greet other guests.

She knew that she could not be successful for a while. The most important thing now is to be enterprising careers. Personal grievances will last longer, and she has time.

Chen Xing did not take this little thing to heart.

But in the crowded crowd of people, a gaze had already fallen on him, and he had never moved away as soon as he entered the door.

...

When the faint fragrance appeared, Chen Xing was stunned. He looked up, his eyes trembled slightly, and there was a surprise, and he couldn't believe it.

He turned slowly, as if he was looking for a source, and as if he simply wanted to determine an existence.

Many people kept walking around, talking and laughing.

Apart from each other, he only saw one person. Under the bright light, she walked towards him with a faint smile, just like the cold light disturbed the calmness on the afternoon of the first meeting.

The world is filled with emotions, but the white porcelain plum soup in midsummer is clattering when the ice hits the wall.

Recently, there was a hint of uncertainty between her eyebrows and eyes, and she hesitated, "Are you still angry with me?"

Chen Xing's eyes heated up and his throat choked. He thought about the scene when they met again, when and where they would meet.

But unexpectedly, she was still worried and never forgot about it.

Perhaps, this is ultimately an insurmountable abyss.

Belmode never thought that the two would meet here, so early and so caught off guard.

But she still mustered up the courage to get close, but his silence made the thunderous and turbulent things become empty and white again.

She closed her eyes and felt a little sad, "Why has time passed, and you haven't passed yet?"
Chapter completed!