Conan: I'm not really a winery boss

Chapter 155 The Hardest Smile in History

Task reward: blue juice: after drinking, the strength and sensitivity of the body are +1 respectively (don't think wrong! It's really not what you think!)

Failure Penalty: You will lose the quest reward.

Fu Jiang took out the cigarette case with trembling fingers, took out a cigarette and lit it.

He needs to calm down, whether he should believe the system's nonsense.

Does this reward it for being hygienic?
If it is unhygienic, he will not do the task.

Glancing at the annotations in brackets, he thought carefully about the fact that the system had always issued some weird missions since time travel, but after it seemed that he really couldn't talk nonsense, he decided to believe it for a while.

"Are you sleepy?" Gin Jiu glanced at the time, it was only past 21 o'clock.

This should be the most awake time for members of the organization.

"It's just a little bit distressed." Fu Jiang rubbed his eyes, "How to make her work for the organization."

"Don't worry." Gin also lit a cigarette, "She's still a student, she should focus on her studies."

Tomie nodded, Gin still distinguishes between priorities, unlike Kudo Shinichi, who knows reasoning all day long.

If he hadn't learned enough knowledge in Hawaii, he would have failed all the exams when Conan grew up and went back to school.

At that time, I won't even be able to get into a university, so I can only rely on my reasoning skills to be a detective.

Considering the characteristics of dead people in that place, most of the cases encountered are temporary emergencies, and there is no commission fee.

Maybe it can only be like Mori Kogoro, catching and catching rape every day, looking for kittens and puppies to live in a daze.

Or the son inherited his father's career as a mystery novelist or something.

During the divergence of Fu Jiang's thinking, Vodka agreed with Gin's words, "Yes, education is also an important indicator for the organization to screen members."

Compared with low-educated talents, highly-educated talents are more valued by organizations, and they can often obtain code names more easily.

The representative person among them is Shirley. Shirley has not performed any tasks for the organization, and she is not a killer, but with her outstanding talent, she was given a code name just after graduation and returned to China.

If Fu Jiang didn't pick up the vodka, he had nothing to say.

He graduated from a second-rate university in his previous life, and then forgot almost all the knowledge he had mastered at a rapid speed.

Not to mention this life, although he kept skipping grades with excellent grades all the way and graduated from high school, he did not go to university for unknown reasons.

Instead, he chose to stay at Hongzi's house for several years to study blood, and then disappeared mysteriously, being replaced by the current Fu Jiang.

Seeing Fu Jiang's silence, Qin Jiu curled the corners of his lips with some understanding, but didn't reveal his background.

After sending Fu Jiang back to Cheng Shi's clinic, Porsche disappeared into the night.

"Are you coming back to live today?" Cheng Shi, who was making the bed, heard footsteps.

"Well." Fu Jiang sat on the hospital bed, "It happens that the car is here with you."

He is going to Mihua Town tomorrow, compared to Chengshi who drives to his house to deliver meals to him, then he drives Chengshi back to the clinic, and then drives to Mihua Town.

It's better to stay here for one night, which saves fuel money.

It is very inconvenient for two people to share a car.

Damn vodka, to actually entrap him like this.

Wouldn't it be good to just give him the repaired Mercedes-Benz w180 and Ferrari?

During the chat, Fu Jiang gradually became sleepy. After brushing his teeth and washing his face in the bathroom, he lay down on the bed in the ward.

But feeling the subtle light, Fu Jiang couldn't sleep no matter what.

Open your eyes and look out of the window, perhaps because of the full moon, it is extraordinarily bright tonight.

"Come true."

Hearing the clinical call, Cheng Shi turned over and looked at Fu Jiang.

I saw him standing up for some unknown reason, staring blankly at the bright moon outside the window, his unkempt black hair falling down his chin after washing.

There seemed to be a lingering sadness in his eyes.

"What's wrong?" Cheng Shi also got up from the bed, crossed his legs and looked at Fu Jiang.

"Tell me what our future will look like." Fu Jiang's dark pupils were filled with moonlight and became bright.

Cheng Shi opened his mouth, not knowing how to answer.

Who knows what will happen in the future, but Fu Jiang is a member of a criminal organization, right?
No one can go unpunished forever, Fu Jiang will be caught in the end, and then, what will happen?
And after Fu Jiang was captured, what should he do for him who has lost his direction in life?

"I asked a boring question, sorry." Fu Jiang lay back on the bed, covering the moonlight with his arms.

Soon, he fell into a deep sleep.

Cheng Shi stared wide-eyed, lying quietly on the bed thinking about Fu Jiang's problem.

Before I knew it, it was dawn.

"How did you sleep?" Fu Jiang quickly got up from the bed, changed his clothes, and was about to wash up.

Chengshi opened his bloodshot eyes and smiled reluctantly, "It's okay, how about you?"

"Me? Not bad." Fu Jiang twitched the corners of his mouth and walked out of the ward.

Sacrifice Chengshi's one night's sleep, he slept soundly.

After brushing your teeth, washing your face, solving your physical problems, washing your hair, drying your hair, and combing.

Fu Jiang walked to the door of the clinic, opened the door, and looked at the fallen leaves outside.

Well, it's already autumn.

When Cheng Shi also finished washing and preparing breakfast, Fu Jiang went back to the bathroom to practice facial expression management.

Perhaps it is related to the awakening of the new ability of the blood, or it has been practiced for a long time.

He has proficiently mastered other expressions besides sneer and grin, such as mocking smile, contemptuous smile, and murderous smile.

Why can't he smile after knowing so many difficult smiles?
"The muscles of the lower half of the face are paralyzed, what causes it?"

Fu Jiang pressed his eye sockets, "Let's ask Chengshi when we are eating."

Finally, he made his expression on the mirror, seeing his brows and eyes that had finally softened a little were ruined by a malicious smile, Fu Jiang left the bathroom annoyed and slammed the door.

……

"How do you laugh?" Cheng Shi was taken aback for a moment, then tilted his head at Fu Jiang, "Just a normal smile like this is fine."

Fu Jiang nodded thoughtfully, then smiled.

Looking at the eight neat teeth that exuded a cold light, Cheng Shi rubbed the center of his brows.

"Well, the range is smaller, a little bit."

Fu Jiang's expression returned to indifference, "No matter how young you are, you won't smile anymore."

"That..." Cheng Shi helplessly pulled Fu Jiang's face, "That's it, or this."

Looking at Fu Jiang's slightly hooked mouth, Cheng Shi finally breathed a sigh of relief, "Although it doesn't look funny, it's considered progress."

Fu Jiang picked up the hand mirror on the table and took a look at himself, "I will do this."

But this smile is much more difficult than the original one.

How to pull the corner of my mouth so hard and still maintain a small smile is a very difficult operation.

Cheng Shi sighed and spent two hours pinching Fu Jiang's face.

Looking at the sneer that made people feel cold, Cheng Shi stroked his forehead with one hand, "It's hopeless, so be it, you're not facial paralysis, I'm sure."

Fu Jiang tilted his head and waited for Chengshi to give the basis for his judgment.

"Your smile has no soul. No matter how you put it on, it's just a superficial smile." Cheng Shi lay down on the table tiredly.

"No soul?" Fu Jiang's eyes widened slightly.

No way?It's too much, he smiled, do you want to consume your soul?
On the way to the Maori Detective Agency, Chengshi's words kept ringing in Fu Jiang's ears.

"You don't have a soul you don't have a soul you don't"

Fu Jiang lit a cigarette in an agitated mood. According to his guess, this was not his problem.

It should be the race of vampires that is very troublesome.

Can he time travel again?The kind that crosses over to a normal human being.

In order to show a smile, he actually has to absorb other people's souls and consume them.

He would call it the most difficult smile in history.

Just as his thoughts were diverging, the figure in the phone booth on the side of the road suddenly attracted his attention.

If I'm not mistaken, it's Conan, right?
He was still holding a bow tie in his hand, probably because he was explaining to Xiaolan what happened last night.

After parking the car on the side of the road, Fu Jiang got out of the car and walked towards the telephone booth.

At this time, Conan also hung up the phone, and pushed open the door of the phone booth angrily.

"Women are really troublesome!"

　Thanks to the strawberry-flavored soft girl for the rewards, thanks to Areasn for the rewards, and thank you for the rewards that break the water and open the world with one sword

　　
　
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