"Kuroba Kaito, do you take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife, to love and cherish her?"
"Yes, I do."
"And do you, Nakamori Aoko, take ... ugh ... erk ... urghhh ..."
Suddenly, the pastor clutched at his throat with a pained expression. Kaito could only watch in horror as he staggered to the right, then to the left, and eventually collapsed to the ground, dead.
"Ah, well ... looks like he was poisoned," Kudo said.
The wedding guests groaned in irritation.
Aoko darted a murderous glance at him. "I told you it was a bad idea to make him our best man!"