Traveling from the collapse

Belmode smiled. Although she and Feng Fujiko are opponents, they are also the people who know each other best. Although they are enemies, they also have a deep friendship.

However, the friendship between these two women can be maintained for a while, and soon they started to fight, there is no way, I am used to it.

Feng Fujiko and Belmode fought openly and secretly, and Qiye was caught in the middle to be grinning, it was really unspeakable suffering and joy.

Snapped!

The electric switch bounced, and the light in the banquet hall disappeared instantly, except on the VIP stage.

A master of ceremonies appeared in front of everyone, saying: "Dear guests, have been waiting a long time, please welcome our guests from afar with warm applause, Princess of the Kingdom of Venepania, Your Excellency Mila!"

Princess Mira is about to debut, and the secret royal bodyguards who are responsible for Mira's safety have also begun to take action.

A beautifully dressed girl in a Chinese dress walked onto the VIP table, and when she sat down, Qiye and Belmode almost squirted out the wine in their mouths.

"Lan...Lan?"

It’s so obediently, leeks and green onions are fried, there are people in the world who look so alike...there are a lot of words in this world...

"Although it looks almost exactly the same as Xiaolan, the hair color and pupil color are still somewhat different." Although Qiye was surprised, she quickly discovered the difference between Princess Mira and Xiaolan.

After saying this, Qiye couldn't help thinking about it, if Xiaolan, Qingzi, and Princess Mila were all dressed up to stand in front of her, what would it be like... But there is also a technical aspect. The problem is that Qingzi's chest has to be filled with something...

"Aye!" On the subway, she missed the time for the banquet because she was going to watch a karate match. Xiaolan, who is now heading to the Sakura Hotel, suddenly sneezed, "Is Qiye thinking about me? Oops, time It's too late. I wonder if Qiye will not be angry?"

"Well, Princess Mira, can you say a few words?"

Princess Mila, who clearly reads "My wife is in a bad mood today", naturally won't be in the mood to answer those formulaic questions, but keeps silent with a black face.

Keith apparently anticipated this situation, took the microphone, and said, "Well, guests, because we were in a hurry this time, we forgot to bring a Japanese translation. My Japanese level is average, and Princess Mira simply I am not proficient in Japanese, so let me answer these questions for Princess Mira."

"If this guy were my subordinate, I would kill him with one shot." Qiye took a sip, looked at the Guise who was answering questions for Princess Mira, sneered, and said demonly.

How could he allow his subordinates to take their place? Behemoth can become Qiye’s most loyal little brother. The most important point is that Behemoth knows his identity. He is just a little brother. It’s okay to make jokes, but right Qiye's order was executed unconditionally.

Is it fair to say whether you are a ruler or a ruler?

"Politics will always be like this." Belmode drank the red wine in the glass, seemingly blurred in his star eyes, and said: "As a princess of a country, you don't have to come to this kind of ceremony, but it seems that now The Kingdom of Venepania is vying for the next authority, so the faction headed by the princess has to sell the Japanese government a lot of face. It is really pitiful that the princesses of a country are going to attend a hotel ceremony..."

"Yeah..." Feng Fujiko smiled and agreed with Belmod's statement. At the same time, he poured a sip of the red wine in the glass and said, "But there is another reason. I heard that Vespagna died. The last Queen Sakura likes cherry blossoms very much, and the name of this hotel is the same as Queen Sakura's name. If it weren't for that accident, Queen Sakura would have come in person."

"Accidental, haha..." Qiye smiled strangely and raised her glass.

Fujiko and Belmode each brought another glass of wine and clinked glasses with Qiye. The three drank the wine in one sip and then smiled at each other, although no one knew what they were laughing at.

Chapter six hundred and nineteen-Princess Mira and Princess Lan!(3)

After the pile of formulaic questions that made people feel nauseous finally ended, the lights in the hall turned on again.

"Then, let us toast and drink with the princess and celebrate this happy evening!"

The liquor manager of Sakura Hotel pushed a liquor cart and walked out, just passing by Qiye and the three of them, and the eyes of the three of them suddenly drenched.

The beverage director poured a glass of red wine for Princess Mira, and when Princess Mira picked up the glass of wine, our great Conan children's shoes immediately jumped out.

"Please wait a minute! Sorry, Your Royal Highness, I’ve bothered you, but I don’t think you can drink that glass of wine!" Conan's children's shoes put his hands in his pockets and said confidently: "If you don't mind, you'd better Let the person who poured you the wine taste this glass first."

"This idiot is really a dog that can't change eating shit!" Qiye said with a look of disdain, this bastard is completely helpless, and she doesn't know how wrong she is.

The man saw that he was exposed, kicked over the wine cart, and fled outside.

The so-called upper-class celebrities who participated in this banquet were almost like the blind stream at this time. Seeing this scene, they suddenly became a mess, more lively than raw fish, and the man took this opportunity to sneak Get out.

But I have to say that he was unlucky, because the direction of his escape was Qiye, where Feng Fujiko and Belmode were located.

This person is really bad. These three people, any of them, don't need a second move to kill him.

The man obviously didn't know how strong the man and the woman in front of him were, so he escaped a switchblade from his arms and shouted, "Get out of here!"

Qiye lazily rolled the blind fish eyes, but the two women next to him were both looking up and down, so he could only do it.

The finger quickly touched the man's wrist, and the man felt his wrist numb, and the switchblade in his hand could not be held. You said that when you assassinate the princess, you should bring the switchblade on your body. How good can this person be? I haven't found any kind of rubbish. You can say how good the group of royal bodyguards can be.

Punched hard, elbow hit, and then turned to the man to stretch out his hand and click. The man rolled his eyes and suddenly fainted to the ground.

"The spine has been broken. This guy will only have to be in a wheelchair for the rest of his life. It's so pitiful." Feng Fujiko looked at the man lying on the ground and said with a smirk.

...

When such a case happened, Megure and Takagi quickly rushed to the Sakura Hotel with their men.

Top floor meeting room of Sakura Hotel...

"Takagi," Mumu, who was standing by the window, turned around, "How's the bottle of wine tested?"

"Hi!" The honest man Takagi took out his police notes and said, "Fatal enough tetrodotoxin was found in that bottle of wine."

"Well," Mumu nodded, "Your Excellency Guise, since you know in advance that the princess may be attacked, why didn't we inform the Japanese police in advance?"

Guise pretended to look deeply at the night view of Tokyo outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, and said: "Because I judge the imperial family's police force is sufficient."

"Enough? Is it enough that there is no police force in the kitchen?" Takagi said right this time.

"Takagi!"

"We talked to the princess in advance and we won't touch the banquet catering."

"Then you are too self-righteous." Qiye sat on the chair and smiled coldly, "I really feel sad for your princess. I actually want to hand my life to you so-called royal bodyguards. in."

"Qiyae!" Police Officer Mumu solemnly signaled Qiye not to speak any more. Although he was also dissatisfied with this Guisi's approach, he was the messenger of the Vespania royal family after all.

"This time we were negligent, and we still have to thank you two." Guise still looked faintly sick.

"Forget it." Qiye waved her hand, ignoring Mumu's gaze, and said: "I am not happy to be thanked by a trash. As an earl with the title of Honorary Meritorious Meritorious Service, I am even a Japanese. Neither the little policeman nor this uncultivated kid can match."

"What did you say?!" Conan Children's Shoes immediately stared at Qiye angrily.

"Now, I'll say you are very uneducated." Qiye turned her head, looked at Conan with a pair of dead fish eyes, and said: "Children, talking to adults can't be rude, but at least you are more brainless and less minded. The polite Earl Guise is much better."

"Ahem..." Mumu heard Qiye's words more and more unpleasantly. He coughed twice and immediately changed the subject, saying, "Conan, how do you know that guy is not the real liquor supervisor?"

"Well, because when he was passing by me, I asked about the smell of cigarettes, because I heard that it is impossible for a beverage supervisor with a star or above to smoke during work, otherwise he would lose his job 100%. Even if you really want to smoke, you can wait until you finish drinking with the princess. On the contrary, only prisoners usually rely on tobacco to relax their nervous nerves before committing crimes."

"It's really boring reasoning." Qiye said lightly, then ignored Conan's angry gaze, and said: "The person who came to assassinate the princess didn't even have a gun, and he only had a switchblade. This kind of inferior killer is actually You can get into the hotel and knock the head of alcohol into a faint. The supervisor has not been discovered yet, Earl Guise, I think your royal bodyguards are pretty good too. Even this uncultivated kid can’t match it. Let me give you a suggestion. It's you, just jump from here to avoid wasting food and air."

The bedroom where Princess Mira is...

"You all go out for me, I want to be alone!" Princess Mira said with a gloomy expression.