Chapter 812 Various Transactions
Of course Miyano Shiho couldn't agree, but she still asked, "What do you want to do after you're done?"
Fujiko Mine smiled and said, "Of course, the first thing is to make myself young again! Staying young forever is the dream of every woman. After that, I can sell it and make a fortune!"
"How disappointing." Miyano Shiho said coldly, and stood up and left the bath. Her footsteps landed lightly on the ground, making a splashing sound of water. "I didn't make this kind of dreamy medicine in the first place."
"Besides, you weren't like this before, were you? You did whatever you wanted, using women's natural weapons to manipulate men all over the world. You would never stop until you got what you wanted, and you would only move forward and never look back. You were a female thief."
Miyano Shiho stopped at the door and suddenly turned to look at Mine Fujiko: "Once a woman is only obsessed with youth... everything is over, right?"
"Ms. Fujiko Mine?"
After saying that, he closed the door.
Fujiko Mine stared blankly at the closed door and responded subconsciously.
After a while, she suddenly came to her senses and smiled bitterly, "I didn't expect that I would be taught a lesson by a girl younger than me, but..."
"Compared to that time, you don't seem to be confused at all now, kitten?"
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Time passed slowly, and soon it was the eve of the concert.
Kyoto Gymnasium
Emilion was in high spirits conducting the final stage rehearsal with the actors, while other staff members were conducting the final inspection of the gymnasium.
Backstage studio interior.
Luciano looked at the stage through the glass window and said happily: "It's in very good condition, and the staff are more passionate than usual."
Claudia smiled and said, "I think everyone has been infected by Emilion's enthusiasm."
Luciano nodded and said, "We will return to Europe after the concert. We can rest for a while."
Claudia lowered her head, looking a little gloomy: "Do you want to make a deal in this room?"
Luciano raised an eyebrow at this: "Why, are you interested? Or, have you suddenly developed a boring sense of justice?"
Claudia did not answer, but remained silent.
Kogoro Mouri brought his daughter over to check on the situation.
"Mr. Maori!" Luciano came forward with a smile, "Thank you for troubling me, the famous detective."
"Nothing, nothing," Maori Kogoro laughed a few times, "I just choose a job according to my own ideas."
Luciano looked around and asked, "Where's that boy, Detective Kamiya? Isn't he here? I haven't thanked him properly for what happened before."
Maori Kogoro said: "Hahaha, it's okay, as long as I, Maori Kogoro, am here, there won't be any problems!"
Luciano laughed. "That's right. I'll leave everything to Detective Maori."
Maori Kogoro patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, I will protect Miss Claudia."
Luciano was stunned: "Claude..."
Maori Kogoro realized that he had let something slip, and quickly corrected himself: "I said the wrong thing, I meant to say that I will protect Mr. Emilion, hahahaha!"
"Hahaha!"
Mao Lilan curled her lips, glanced at Claudia in the audience, and hurried over.
"Ms. Claudia?"
Claudia was startled as she was lost in thought. She looked up and forced a smile: "It's Miss Xiaolan."
Mao Lilan sat down casually and asked, "Are you still a little worried about tomorrow's performance?"
Claudia looked up at Emilion on the stage and sighed, "Yeah, I won't be able to rest assured until the place is full of audiences tomorrow."
Mao Lilan was puzzled: "The tickets are sold out, aren't they?"
Claudia's voice was filled with memories: "I still dream about it now. I was the only one running around in the empty venue."
Mao Lilan was puzzled: "What are you doing?"
Claudia smiled bitterly and said, “Go sit in every seat and pretend to be an audience member.”
Mao Lilan smiled and said, "It's just a dream." If it were real, it would be seen through immediately, right?
Claudia laughed at herself and said, "But that was also reality."
Mao Lilan was stunned.
Claudia pointed to a staff member who was busy placing flyers on the seats not far away and said, "Look over there, she's placing questionnaires and advertisements for the next concert on the seats, but that used to be my job."
“We’ve performed in venues that couldn’t accommodate 30 people.”
Mao Lilan was surprised, but more distressed: "It must be very hard, right?"
She couldn't imagine that Emilion, who was able to hold a concert of this scale at the Kyoto Gymnasium, would have such a past?
No wonder being an idol is not an easy thing. It’s the same for being a singer, right?
Claudia smiled and said, "It was really hard! We didn't have any money at that time."
She lowered her head again and said in a sad tone: "I am powerless. It is so sad that I can't do anything for Emilion."
If she didn't know the secret behind the concert, Mao Lilan really wouldn't be able to understand the meaning behind her words.
She opened her mouth, but no words of comfort came out. She was worried that she would accidentally say something wrong and ruin Yuya and Conan's plans.
I could only use the gentlest voice possible and gently called out, "Ms. Claudia."
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There is a dilapidated building near the airport, and among them is a bar that looks equally dilapidated.
A man dragged a suitcase and walked in through the door.
Unlike the shabby exterior, the interior of the bar is very exquisitely decorated, except that the lighting is a little too dim.
There was a bald bartender at the bar.
Hearing the door closing, he said without even looking up: "Welcome."
The man who came in had fluffy curly hair and was wearing a brown windbreaker.
He casually placed the suitcase in the corner and looked at the bartender and said, "It's still the same here."
Take off your trench coat and scarf and sit down at the bar.
The bartender said, "Everything you requested is already prepared."
The man asked, "Where's the PPK I want?"
The bartender said: "The trigger and spring are specially made, very light."
The man nodded in satisfaction: "Your craftsmanship is still as good as ever." He tilted his head and pointed to his suitcase, "The fee is in that suitcase."
"As for the cost..." the bartender stretched out his voice, "we need to talk to the guests in detail before we can talk about it."
The man frowned and looked at the small private room at the back, then he picked up his glass of wine, stood up and walked in.
Seeing the man walk in, a man in the private room who looked very similar to a monkey was looking at him with a smile.
The man suddenly realized: "It turned out to be you, no wonder you were so silent."
Lupin III still used that solemn yet somewhat frivolous tone: "I'm not a monster."
The man walked over and sat down: "Why are you still in Neon? Didn't you get the sapphire?"
Lupin smiled and said, "As expected of the King, you know everything."
King leaned back in his chair and looked sideways at Lupin: "So, why are you here?"
Lupin took out a plane ticket and said, "This is a first-class ticket. Can you take this flight back?"
King was silent for a moment, and pretended to search the room: "Is this some kind of prank show?"
Lupin responded cooperatively: "There is no camera."
He put his hands on the sofa and said, "Luciano's commission, you should stop. I know this is against the rules, but I have no choice this time, and I don't want to ruin our relationship."
King smiled and leaned over: "For a woman?"
Lupin said, "It's a little devil."
King was stunned: "You failed?"
Lupin was silent for a moment, then said, "Although the actual situation may not be what you think, even if it is what you think, it is not to the extent that you are doomed, right?"
He pushed a white envelope over to me: "Of course I won't let you come here in vain."
King asked dissatisfiedly: "What is this?"
Lupin said mysteriously, "Private photos of Yoko Okino."
King was shocked, and looked at the white envelope with an expression of desire that he couldn't hide - only Lupin could get such a treasure, right?
"Plus..." Lupin pushed another envelope over, "Fujiko's personal photo."
"make a deal!"