Maki Juri: "..." Since she was interested in that little detective for now, she did not mind being more patient and slowly luring him in.
Though there was indeed quite an age gap between her and Jiang Xia, judging by the way he looked, he certainly was not short of young girls pursuing him.
"No matter how good something is, seeing too much of it eventually becomes tiresome. People always cannot help seeking fresher experiences. Nakamura and Yoshino's wives are as beautiful and virtuous as anyone could wish for—the dream lovers of the public—yet they still cannot tear themselves away from me."
Maki Juri removed the crown from her head and held it before her. The dark crystal set in its center faced her, quietly reflecting her figure.
The woman in magnificent court dress was elegant and dignified. She lacked the innocence and vitality of a young girl, but possessed several traces of charm tempered by time.
Through the crystal, Maki Juri gazed at her own reflection and slowly revealed a pleased smile. "Gradually turning someone into a dog at my feet—this delightful pastime truly never gets old."
"..." Her assistant watched her in silence, slightly distracted. Recording that and selling it to the paparazzi would probably make quite a bit of money.
At the top of the nearly hundred-meter-tall theater building.
Conan rushed onto the rooftop. Before he had time to search carefully, he spotted a young man dressed as a security guard in the brightest area ahead.
The man stood with both hands in his pockets, his back turned to Conan as he faced the fierce night wind, his posture straight.
Conan silently looked at the pose that exposed his back to an enemy. "..." Luckily Jiang Xia had not come this way. Otherwise, Conan seriously suspected