Conan: I'm not really a winery boss

Chapter 173 The Untouchable Man

"No, Dad, you misunderstood." Xiaolan pulled Kogoro aside, then waved to Fu Jiang, "Sorry, Fu Jiang, you go to Conan first."

Fu Jiang didn't say anything more, and sneaked into the monks' rooms quietly.

"stand up."

"What's wrong? What happened?" Xiu Nian woke up first, or didn't sleep at all.

He originally planned to get the old abbot drunk with wine, and then ask the truth about the incident two years ago, but the abbot disappeared inexplicably.

There is no way, he can only hold back for the time being, return in vain, and try again another day.

"Conan is missing." Fu Jiang's cold eyes glanced at the three monks, "I hope you can find them together."

"But..." Kuan Nian was a little hesitant, it was a rainy night, and this was the time when the legendary Wu Tiangou was active.

Before he could say the second word in the future, Fu Jiang's face was pressed against his face, his dilated pupils trembling constantly.

"You know the forest well, it won't take long to find an imp, will it?"

"Of course, let's go now." Kuan Nian quickly got up.

This person is much more terrifying than Wutiangu.

The three monks picked up their umbrellas and ran into the woods to look for Conan.

After seeing their figures disappear without a trace, Fu Jiang pressed his top hat, turned back and walked back to the temple.

He went to the kitchen, looking for cooking oil.

Thanks to the fact that the temple is located in the deep mountains, it is inconvenient to go downhill due to the rugged mountain roads, and there are a lot of supplies in the temple.

There are several barrels of cooking oil alone.

After confirming that Kogoro and Ran also went to find Conan together.

Fu Jiang picked up the oil barrel and began to splash it in the temple, focusing on the confinement room and the monk's house with himself and Xiaolan.

Of course, according to the location of the temple, no matter where it is splashed, the temple will be burned.

The current rain can't stop the flames that are about to burn.

Clang, bark, pop, the cap of the limited-edition fuel-burning lighter gifted by Gin popped open, and flames burst out from the friction of the flint.

Fu Jiang hesitated for a moment, but in the end, instead of throwing the lighter in, he lit a wooden branch and threw it over.

Boom, the flame spread instantly, and the hot air shop faced Fu Jianggai.

The falling rain touched the flames, and the temple was filled with mist, just like the fog tengu descended.

"Set fire to the mountain, sit on the bottom of the prison, set fire to the mountain, sit on the bottom of the prison, quack, quack."

Fu Jiang's pupils flashed, and he turned sideways and aimed the "Deep Throat" in his hand at the tree.

A black crow stood on a branch with a very humane smile on its face.

The mist emerged from the black crow, and then turned into a red-faced long-nosed but extremely short fog tengu like Conan.

"Humans, it's scary." It jumped down from the tree, "If you can cover it up, cover it up, if you can't cover it up, just burn it down."

"The monsters that raged in ancient times seem not qualified to say this." Fu Jiang put his hands in his pockets and walked step by step into the darkness of the forest.

"Hey, but my uncle is a modern monster." Wu Tiangou turned into mist and turned into a squirrel, jumping from the forest to Fu Jiang's shoulder.

"A monster is a monster." Fu Jiang frowned slightly, "Humans will never be able to do this."

"But in the end, it was humans who expelled the monsters. No matter which country it is, the final victors are humans, and even the demons were slaughtered."

The little squirrel turned into mist again, and after circling around Fu Jiang, it dispersed in all directions.

"To find the glasses kid, go straight for 200 meters, then 100 meters to the east, then 50 meters to the north.

"My uncle still wants to stop the fire. After all, I have lived here for a long time, and I still have some feelings. I can't let it burn and lose the last trace."

As the fog drifted away, the sound became weaker and weaker.

Tomie found Conan based on the information provided by Wutiangou.

This is where the Rolls-Royce is, and Conan is sitting on the roof with his knees hugged, not knowing what he is doing.

Hearing footsteps, Conan slowly raised his head, "What are you doing?"

"You didn't bring an umbrella." Fu Jiang raised his hand while holding an umbrella.

"Damn! Damn! Damn!" Conan jumped over and hammered Fu Jiang's chest with a small fist, and was caught by Fu Jiang before falling to the ground.

Conan couldn't hold back, opened his mouth and cried loudly, "Why are you so kind to me? Since you are so bad to brother Shinichi, why don't you treat me as well! But you are so gentle, it's really despicable!"

Bang, Conan was thrown against the car door.

Fu Jiang quickly took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped his hand holding Conan.

"That's not the line you should say."

Why is this Conan like a heroine?Disgusting!

That small body hides the soul of a 17-year-old male high school student, can you believe it?
Conan got up from the ground, rubbed his head, "Yes, that's it, let's expose your true nature!"

"Did you misunderstand something?" Fu Jiang closed the umbrella, "I said, if Xiaolan wears black, I will be exempted from compensation."

"Just like that? Don't treat me like a child!" Conan stared.

"Then take you as a high school student like Lan?" Fu Jiang raised his eyebrows.

"You still treat me like a child." Conan was discouraged.

Fu Jiang opened the corner of his mouth and rubbed Conan's head, "Even if you don't have confidence in your new brother, you should trust Xiaolan."

If Xiaolan changes her mind, is it still Xiaolan?Wouldn't it be another person?

"Even if you can't trust Xiaolan, you can always trust me."

The difficulty of his attack on Fujiang Hehuan is S+, and no one can attack him until he finds his own peaceful life.

What's more, he and Xiaolan are just close friends, without any affection between men and women.

Conan looked at Fu Jiang suspiciously, "Really?"

"I will never lie, I once swore an oath for my best friend Koizumi that I will never lie in this life.

"If you still don't believe me, you can ask your sister Xiaolan, she will never lie to you, will she?"

With Tomie's explanation, Conan's eyes added a layer of highlight.

For a while, Fu Jiang couldn't tell whether it was Conan who was too easy to deceive, or whether Conan already trusted him.

It should be the latter, which is normal, after all, he is a trustworthy person.

He will never betray any friend for his own benefit.

Unless the benefits are too great.

Fu Jiang held a black umbrella, took Conan's little hand, and led Conan to the temple.

Conan stopped talking countless times and hesitated to speak. He wanted Fu Jiang to stop holding his hand.

This is not leading, this is carrying, his feet can't even touch the ground.

At this time, the fire in the temple will be extinguished.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but the dark clouds above the temple are extremely dense, and the rain that falls is extremely heavy.

The torrential rain and the rising flames fought to the death. You hit me, I hit you, and the turn-based system was practiced to the extreme.

Fu Jiang sighed secretly, and Wu Tiangou was only capable of this.

This is even less than one-tenth of the fire brigade.

It's no wonder that in ancient times, people who have never seen the world can be slightly bluffed.

"Stay—hold—" the three monks shouted at the temple in unison, weeping and laughing at the same time.

The fighting flames and showers in the dark night are the time when they left home and never returned.

(End of this chapter)