Chapter 713 Still eating Still eating
“Wow, these are some very high-end things that sound very delicious.”
“Caviar, foie gras, etc. There are so many delicious things...!”
Mouri Kogoro didn’t care about the greetings at all, or in other words, he didn’t care much about the greetings. He picked up the tray and couldn’t care less about other people’s eyes. He was completely immersed in it. After entering the table full of delicacies, he turned a blind eye to the sights around him.
Originally, because of what Tokiwa Mio told him, he might not be friends anymore, let alone business. And he was a rare person among the guests who didn’t feel guilty. Of course he was satisfied. It’s time to enjoy delicious food.
"Dad, really, you can't be so exaggerated just because you haven't eaten dinner." Mao Lilan folded his arms and looked at his father who threw himself into the cups and plates wordlessly, "It's too high-profile to do this."
"Actually, it's not bad..." Conan looked around the entire venue, his tone full of admiration.
The atmosphere of this grand event, which was held to celebrate the birthday of the Twin Towers, was subtle and a little weird. Apparently, the Phantom Thieves logo that had been hanging outside the building for several days had affected many people's mentality.
Just relying on their mental state, everyone in the field can be roughly divided into two factions.
Some people, such as Mouri Kogoro who had already picked up his fork and devoured his meal, really seemed to have come to participate in the celebration, or in other words, to participate in an ordinary social evening party, each holding a glass of wine and whispering to each other. Their pale faces and depressed state made them completely lose their social atmosphere.
Among the latter, there are not many people who are particularly obvious. Most of them are more or less out of state and quite uncomfortable.
As expected, the rich people who have no worries in their hearts and hold their heads high are really Not much.
People related to the organization are afraid that they are about to enter the final stage of their lives after being dealt with by the Phantom Thieves. It is normal to be in a bad mood, but looking at the large number of people who are in bad condition, there are many people who feel guilty. exist.
...Oh, by the way, there are a few whose mental state is particularly advanced.
While scanning, Conan's eyes were involuntarily attracted to the people at the long table on the other side. He silently pointed it out to Mao Lilan and Suzuki Sonoko: "Look, that one is called high-profile."
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The two of them looked in the direction he pointed, and Kitagawa Yusuke, wearing a blue kimono with white stripes, was standing there.
I don’t know if Kisaragi Hosui gave him special instructions, or if activities such as Moritani Teiji’s tea party gave him a wealth of experience, although the plates in his hand were already stacked next to him. The pile was so high that he was almost showing off by holding the plate, but his figure was still tall and straight, stuck there like a javelin, with his head held high.
Kitagawa Yusuke, who has a serious but plain expression, with his chest out and his abdomen in, can't find anything wrong with his demeanor, but the food he keeps stuffing into his mouth like water in his hands doesn't match his expression very well. That’s it.
Still eating, still eating, why do I feel that every time I see Kitagawa Yusuke, he has been eating, eating, eating...
"...I don’t know why, but he is still like this when I see him. I even breathed a sigh of relief." Suzuki Sonoko was not surprised and sighed with her hands on her hips.
Speaking of high emotional intelligence, in addition to appearance, Kitagawa Yusuke's independent logic of doing things is also one of his artist qualities, which makes him stand out among ordinary handsome guys.
In other words, if Kitagawa Yusuke was a guy who cared about the opinions of others, his artistic attainments might not have reached this stage at all.
If Kitagawa Yusuke suddenly changes his style of doing things because he has made career progress and gained some fame, then it means that she has made a mistake.
"Sorry, this guy looks quite embarrassed, right?" Kisaragi Hosui, who had turned his back and been staring in the direction of Mount Fuji, heard a familiar voice and turned around to see two girls watching. He shook his head slightly in the direction of the embarrassing disciple.
This is not the first time Ruyue Fengshui has seen this young disciple acting like this.
It should be said that he is much more calm and calm now than he was a few days ago, when he said a few polite words without any precautions and prepared to keep his apprentice for a meal.
If Kitagawa Yusuke wasn't really talented, he should have expelled this guy who ate up all the teacher's food in one go.
"Mr. Kisaragi, you are here." The girls, who realized that the old man had been standing here silently for a long time, quickly bowed to say hello.
"Don't pay attention to me. I'm a bad old man who doesn't pay attention to young people." Kisaragi Hosui waved his hand nonchalantly, and in turn nodded to Suzuki Sonoko, "I heard from Yusuke later. I just realized that you introduced him to many related student aid projects and helped him solve his urgent needs before the competition.”
“Where are you…” Suzuki Sonoko waved her hand quickly. , glanced at the plates stacked higher and higher in Kitagawa Yusuke's hand, and felt a little embarrassed, "It only solved a little basic education cost problem, it can't be said to have helped a lot."
It should be said that Kitagawa Yusuke has been eating with the same disregard for life and death since he met him. This would be terrible if the teacher misunderstood that the project she introduced was being treated harshly, and Kitagawa Yusuke couldn't even afford to eat.
"Then the basic education expenses are not there. It's that kid who spent so much money on painting materials." Ruyue Fengshui got angry when he mentioned this, "It seems like it's free to use paints. I'm not even willing to spend it." Such a high-priced brand for daily practice, this kid buys more than a dozen boxes. It’s strange that he can still afford to eat.”
Ruyue Fengshui has also considered the life issues of his disciples, but a little more. After getting concerned, he discovered that the money from those scholarship funds and art sponsorships was already quite large, but when the money came into the hands of Yusuke Kitagawa, he would throw it all into painting expenses.
Ruyue Fengshui had enlightenment at that time.
Kitagawa Yusuke's problem cannot be solved by giving money. If he has any flaw, it is probably his brain.
"However, Kitagawa-kun's reputation with those funds is quite good..."
"Humph, all the money was spent on painting expenses, and there was no chance to find faults. , the review is exempted, so naturally it’s good.”
“This shows that he is really devoted to painting...”
“You mean that he uses such expensive paints in the practice works? It’s so big that I can only sell a little for him. I can’t afford to pay him back.”
Suzuki Sonoko and Kisaragi Minesui started chatting about Kitagawa Yusuke and stood up. Mao Lilan, who was on the side, looked at Ruyue Fengshui's expression and raised the corners of his mouth.
Although he said no mercy, Ruyue Fengshui's brows and eyes were more relaxed than the last time they saw him, and the strange and unapproachable stubbornness had dissipated a lot.
I don’t know whether this was the impact of opening the building on his studio, or whether Kitagawa Yusuke’s presence really softened his attitude.
No matter what, it is a good thing.
Mao Lilan, who was happy to see the result, smiled and looked at Kitagawa Yusuke, who had finally ended the battle somewhat. He had eaten as much food as three or four adult men by himself, and wiped his mouth gracefully with a napkin.
The waiters who had been waiting nearby for a long time saw that this distinguished guest with a unique painting style had finally calmed down. They swarmed up to him as if facing a formidable enemy and cleared up the table in front of him. They changed the dishes that needed to be replaced and removed the dishes that needed to be removed. Remove the plate from the plate.
The expressions on their faces are also weird, slightly revealing the weirdness, and it is only due to their good professionalism that they do not show it directly.
Perhaps in order not to eat too unsightly while lying on the table, Kitagawa Yusuke was very particular about using a plate to transfer each dish and put it aside after eating. So in a short period of time, this All the plates prepared by the table for guests to take their meals fell into his hands alone.
The event hasn't even started yet, and there are half a meter of empty plates stacked on the table. If the new guests saw it, they would think something had happened to the banquet.
"Have you coordinated the time arrangement?" Just as the busy waiters passed by him one by one, a familiar whisper brushed past Tang Ze's ear.
Kansawa, who had a calm face on his face, took two steps back while pretending to give way to the waiters, and nodded towards Toru Amuro.
The banquet has not officially started yet, and there are many employees and guests scattered up and down the two buildings at this moment. Detonating a bomb at this time can easily cause casualties and make the situation even more uncontrollable.
So what they originally prepared was to wait until the dinner party started and confirm that people had gathered near the venue. Under the premise of ensuring that the evacuation channels were still safe, they would drive away the first wave of explosions concentrated on the servers and computer rooms. away from everyone in the venue.
After ensuring that everyone is evacuated, the second wave of detonations will be officially detonated to completely destroy the passages of the buildings on both sides. Multiple sets of detonation points calculated by mechanics will try to destroy the buildings above the 66th floor as accurately as possible. area. Finally, the main part of the building comes next. This tall building rising from the ground will be flattened again overnight.
It should be said that although precise calculations have been carried out and the process has been simulated repeatedly, using explosions to destroy a building of this height is still extremely risky. If the Joban Group had not Their building demarcates a large area of land, the surrounding square is wide and wide, and is adjacent to the golf course. It will not affect the normal residential and commercial areas. There is no way Amuro Toru would agree to such an exaggerated plan.
However, what Karasawa said was correct. If only some floors are detonated, the subsequent safety hazards will only arise in endlessly.
Excessive fire will cause irreversible damage and damage to various building structures. The economic situation of the Joban Group also makes it impossible for them to afford the sky-high maintenance costs. It is better to blow them up directly to avoid causing trouble for everyone. .
Having said that, Toru Amuro came to the scene in person and came to the venue to ensure that he could accurately grasp the situation at the scene and not harm innocent people.
Now I came to Karasawa for confirmation. More importantly, I wanted to ask him if the Phantom Thieves would make any unexpected moves. If so, let him know as soon as possible so that he could adapt before he had time.
"I have no problem here." Tang Ze glanced at Ruyue Fengshui who was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and squeezed out a breath from the corner of his mouth.
Outside the large floor-to-ceiling windows, the setting sun was putting away its last rays of light, and the silhouetted Mount Fuji was completely submerged in the chasing night.
Ruyue Fengshui stood in front of this stunning scenery with a relaxed expression, but his eyes were no longer directed towards the mountains. Instead, he was chatting gently with the girls who were dressed in completely different fashions, like a kind-hearted person. Ordinary old man.
It seems that the work over a long period of time has trained his teammates into experienced players. Without his Phantom Thieves, the progress is still satisfactory.
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“Is it really okay to just let us take it away like this?”
Looking at the endless mountains on the wall being printed on the canvas one by one, forming a scroll that is four to five meters long and records various types of Mount Fuji, with layers upon layers of mountains, Asai Narumi was still surprised.
It’s not like he has never seen a palace master who is not aggressive.
For example, Karasawa's current boss and guardian, Rei Fukiya, such as Karasawa's brother Akai Shuichi, such as Suzuki Sonoko, who has a gentler attitude but is just a little more awkward...
The temples they own come from their own obsessions formed due to some reasons or the strong desire engraved in their souls. It can only be said that the guys around Tangze are all ruthless people with unique mental states. Entering the winery can Get the prepared kind.
But they have been spending a lot of time in the palace of Ruyue Fengshui. This old man with a stubborn and extreme heart definitely does not belong to the ranks of moderates.
Kisaragi Fengshui stood between the high attic with a height of 75 floors, looking at the false scenery composed of Mount Fuji outside the building. As the scroll was retracted little by little, it slowly returned to white chaos, with a very expression on his face. It's gentle.
His palace image is somewhat similar to his own, except that he looks younger than he is in reality. He is dressed like a scholar from the Taisho period, with a suit shirt and a kimono coat with patterns printed on it, which is very consistent. Popular stereotypes of painters.
It should be said that the shadowy image of Kisaragi Hosui embodies his recollection and regret for his own golden years, the golden years of Mount Fuji and even Japan, and it has the characteristics of a character.
At this moment, the way he looked outside the railing with his hands behind his back was exactly the same as Ruyue Fengshui himself standing in the middle of the venue.
"Take it away. I have painted Mount Fuji for so many years. Even if I can no longer see it, even if I lose it from now on, it cannot be erased in my heart." Kisaragi Peak Water No Looking back at these uninvited guests, I just said leisurely, "Let me lose it, and maybe I can get back the touch I felt when I climbed the hill every day and looked at its beauty from afar."
Asai Narumi repeatedly made sure that the other party had not torn apart the appearance and exposed the ferocious inner plan, then stepped forward, took the long scroll that had been completely folded into a scroll with both hands, and returned to his teammates.
"Okay, let's go, thieves, I know I won't be here for long. Let me and my Mount Fuji get along for a while." I don't know if it was a pun, but the shadow was raised like a moon on the peak of the water. With his hand, he signaled the gang of robbers who kicked in the door to stop dawdling.
"Thank you very much." Asai Chengmi said sincerely.
Tonight, they are divided into several groups, and they have to wait for new news from Tangze at any time. It is indeed a race against time. The automatic and cooperative Ruyue Fengshui can save them a lot of time. .
"By the way, you guys are in the same group as my cheap apprentice, right?" Shadow Ruyue Fengshui, who did not look back, said in a chatty tone.
"Hmm..." Asai Narumi nodded honestly.
This is the palace of Ruyue Fengshui, and it is not the real world. Even if you recognize it here, it will not affect anything.
"As expected. This brat." Shadow Ruyue Fengshui sighed, not blaming anything, but continued to look at the gradually rising fog and shook his head.
"Then let's say goodbye, old gentleman." Seeing that he showed no signs of anger, Asai Narimi winked at Zhu Fu Jingguang behind him, quickly took out his mobile phone, and headed towards the corresponding venue security Running in the direction of the passage.
"Go, go, worldly things are disturbing." Shadow Ruyue Fengshui stood on the tall building that was gradually shaking and about to overturn, and closed his eyes, "Look at the mountains, they are still mountains, and the water is still water. …”
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"Mr. Kisaragi, Mr. Kisaragi?"
Suzuki Sonoko, who unexpectedly had a pleasant conversation with Kisaragi Hosui, met the old man in front of him who suddenly stopped talking and turned his head without saying a word. He looked out the window and called twice worriedly.
After spending all his life’s scenery, Mount Fuji, which was taken away by industrial and modern landscapes, was Kisaragi Hosui’s heartache. When he saw him suddenly looking at Mount Fuji in silence, Suzuki Sonoko couldn’t help but worry, and reflected on the topic he had just talked about. .
Did they talk about some keywords that triggered Ruyue Fengshui’s nerves? She didn't talk about anything just now. She just asked about the current price of Kitagawa Yusuke's paintings and whether any collectors were interested.
Could it be that he thought that his creation was struggling and he suddenly fell into the dilemma of an artist?
"...Nothing."
Kisaragi Fengshui opened his eyes wide and looked at Mount Fuji, which was gradually wrapped in the violet night sky, and its outline and the white snow on the peak disappeared into the quiet night. He exhaled slowly.
His eyes were a little moist. The familiar scenery that accompanied him day and night made him feel inexplicably moved and open. The swelling emotions in his chest made him unable to help but want to fall. Tears, I want to grab the brush again and paint something casually.
This is a night that belongs to Mount Fuji and a night that belongs to everyone.
"I just think Mount Fuji is so beautiful."
"Hiccup." Tang Ze was about to come closer and comfort Ruyue Fengshui, who was hit hard by his wave of leeks, but he didn't even open his mouth. Couldn't help but burp.
Hey, you shouldn’t have used up all the dishes just for the sake of the show’s effect. You still overestimated yourself and were a little slack.
“Get away from me.” Ruyue Fengshui scolded without looking back, “I brought you out to participate in the event like a starving ghost.”
Not yet. Now, you can smell the aroma of the food. Ruyue Fengshui, who was feeling emotional and wanted to express some poetic opinions on art, was very unhappy.
Meeting such a cheap apprentice at this age may be his punishment for the many years of teaching classes just to pay the mortgage.
Hey, you deserve it.
(End of this chapter)