Conan: I'm not really a winery boss

Chapter 215

Downstairs in the Mori Detective Agency, Conan was walking around restlessly.

"Conan, are you too excited like this?" Xiaolan in black shirt and black skirt looked helplessly at the excited Conan.

Since last night, Conan has entered a state of restlessness.

I didn't even write my homework, and I still acted arrogantly that if I didn't write it, you would do something to me.

The whole person is like being beaten with chicken blood.

"Here we come!" Conan's eyes lit up as he walked back and forth, and he saw a Rolls-Royce approaching from a distance on the dark road.

Things that symbolize wealth and class are always highly recognizable, just like even in the streets at night, no one will miss the red hundred-dollar bill at their feet.

Fu Jiang parked the car on the side of the road, rolled down the window, and glanced at the detective office with the lights on.

"Is it alright for Mr. Mori to be alone at home?"

According to Conan, the tour will last about three days.

Originally he thought that Xiaolan would stay and take care of Xiaogoro.

"Father wants me to go with Conan." Xiaolan looked at the detective agency with some concern.

Kogoro, who was looking down by the window, waved impatiently, saying that no matter what, it's not your turn to worry about it.

Fu Jiang moved away the dark black pupils, Mori Kogoro obviously didn't want to let Xiaolan and Conan affect the mood of the game because of his own affairs.

This is probably the so-called self-esteem of the older generation?Caring about love?
Somewhat difficult to understand.

"It's only been three days. Uncle Molly is fine." Conan opened the car door carelessly and jumped onto the back seat.

So filial.

Fu Jiang glanced at Xiaolan's outfit through the rearview mirror, "New clothes?"

"Well, I just bought it some time ago." Xiaolan replied with a smile.

Conan looked suspiciously at Xiaolan and Fu Jiang's faces for a while.

Why does he feel that the atmosphere between sister Xiaolan and Fu Jiang has become a little strange?
Fu Jiang didn't give him time to think, "Where?"

"The car crashed and people died at the gas station, that's the meeting place, someone came to pick us up." Conan kicked his short legs uneasy.

Car crashed silently complained about the name of the gas station, and Fu Jiang drove Conan and Xiaolan to the gas station.

Fortunately, the journey was very safe. Fu Jiang's danger perception did not issue any warning, and neither Xiaolan nor Conan intended to attack him from behind.

He really didn't like driving people around, especially people he couldn't beat in the first place.

This is very dangerous, if Xiao Lan has the ability to "harden", just poking her head forward can kill him.

After parking the car a hundred meters away from the gas station, Tomie called and asked Torii to take a taxi and drive his car to the hospital.

Then they walked to the disturbing gas station with Ran Conan.

Very punctual, the card was just right, as soon as the three of them arrived, a khaki van drove over.

A white piece of paper with the slogan of the tour group was pasted on the car glass.

After getting in the car, several people chatted briefly, and then started the previous topic, discussing with each other which work they like.

And Conan also joined the discussion of Ji Li Wala, with a cheerful appearance, he looked like a primary school student participating in the spring outing for the first time.

If Tomie lost his memory and asked him to judge from Conan in this scene, then he would never be able to think of Kudo Shinichi anyway.

A group of people were happily chatting, and suddenly, the long-faced village head man Kawazu Ikuo noticed Tomie who had not joined the topic.

He patted Fu Jiang's seat, "Which one is your favorite work?"

Fu Jiang turned his head sideways, staring at him with black eyes without any emotion.

He grinned and put on a thank you expression.

Maybe he mistook Fu Jiang for the kind of person who was not good at communicating and wanted to join the conversation but didn't know how to speak.

Ridiculous, if Fu Jiang wanted to join the topic, would he not be able to join?Don't look at his charisma either.

His social charm can be seen from the female librarian Nanako Shimizu who never takes her eyes off his face.

Fu Jiang has already started to think about whether to cool down the temperature in the car, so that others don't have nothing to do to disturb him.

"If my guess is right," Nanako Shimizu said first, "Your favorite is the 'Last Case' in the Sherlock Holmes collection, right?"

"Why?" Tomie's pupils moved to Nanako Shimizu, who looked gloomy and unremarkable.

Toshiaki Fujisawa hammered his palm, "I see, because it's the only short story featuring Professor Moriarty as the main character, right?"

"Oh~ so that's the case. Speaking of which, sir, your dress is probably based on Professor Moriarty."

Kawazu Ikuo looked at Tomie's short hat, "But Professor Moriarty is wearing a top hat, but considering the age, if you wear a top hat, it will be very eye-catching."

Conan looked at Fu Jiang who became the center of the topic just sitting still, and complained in his heart:
"I think Fu Jiang is quite eye-catching even if he doesn't wear a top hat."

"I think you're right." Fu Jiang didn't deny it, he thought it was more convenient.

"Don't you like Conan Doyle's other works better?" Nanako Shimizu asked.

It seemed that she was determined to keep pestering her as long as she found something to talk about.

"I prefer the study of scarlet characters." Fu Jiang took out a book as simple and unpretentious as money from his arms.

"The study of scarlet characters?" Everyone was startled for a moment, and then their eyes fixed on the book.

"Then, could it be that... that's legendary." Fujisawa Toshiaki pointed at the book with a trembling index finger.

"It's the first edition of the study of scarlet characters, a treasure among treasures!" Conan stood up from his seat, clasping the backrest with both hands.

He stretched his head in the direction of Fu Jiang, wishing he was a giraffe, "Let me be healthy!"

"Gloves! You must wear gloves when you touch this book!" Kawazu Ikuo stuffed Tomie with the gloves he was carrying.

His eyes seemed to be cannibalistic, as if Fu Jiang had committed a heinous crime by touching the book without gloves.

Even Nanako Shimizu looked at Tomie with a trace of resentment in her eyes.

Toxic, right?

The effect was beyond Fu Jiang's expectation, and the group of people really diverted their attention.

But the effect may be too good, so good that Fu Jiang's premonition of danger has already begun to send out reminders.

Tomie handed the gloves and the book to Conan.

Conan quickly put on his gloves and gently stroked the book cover.

Then to the spine of the book, then gently opened, stroking the title page, and then to the table of contents.

Immediately afterwards, Conan's body began to tremble violently.

"Conan." Xiao Lan moved her body towards the car window, "Your expression is a bit... weird."

She actually meant to say, 'pervert'.

"This is the real thing, it's the real thing!" Conan said in a tone that was almost yelling.

Then, he turned his head sharply and stared at Fu Jiang with bloodshot eyes.

"Fujiang Gege, do you sell this book?"

He decided that as long as Fu Jiang sells it, he will buy it no matter how much it costs.

If you don’t have enough money, you can ask your parents.

If it wasn't for the premonition of danger and another strong warning, Fu Jiang would have suspected that Conan had murdered him.

He judges others by himself, he feels that if there is something he wants very much in the hands of others, if he can't get it in a harmonious way, he can only use special means to get it for free.

"You really want it?" Fu Jiang raised his eyebrows.

"I really want to!" Conan nodded heavily.

Several other people also swallowed and waited for Fu Jiang to make a price. They didn't believe that they would not be able to grab a child.

Fu Jiang is very curious, if now he said that he would give it to Conan for nothing, would the other people "kill people to seize the treasure".

"Unfortunately, this book is not for sale." Fu Jiang refused indifferently.

"This, this, this, that, okay." Conan's legs softened, and he slumped on the seat, staring at the book cover with blank eyes, and opened his mouth.

Seeing Conan like this, Fu Jiang nodded secretly.

Sure enough, although Kudo Shinichi and Kuroba Kaito are very similar, their skins are not the same thickness.

If it was Kaito, he would probably be yelling something right now, 'This book and I really love each other, please don't let us separate, please. '

But according to Conan's reaction, he can also be sure that giving this book to Conan is indeed the right choice.

There is no doubt that Conan's favor for him will definitely increase significantly.

If it was given as gin, it would not have this effect.

……

Newbie bar.

Qin Jiu lowered his body, held the club with his left hand, and pushed forward with his right hand, the white ball rolled forward and went directly into the pocket.

Calvados laughed out loud, "Gin, I haven't played for a while, why are you so lazy."

He dusted the tip of the club with chalk.

Gin stood there silently, without saying a word, his eyes were empty and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Vodka scratched his head, "Did Grabar say something to distract you when he called you yesterday?"

The corner of Gin's mouth drooped slightly, he threw the cue on the table, and sat down at the bar to start drinking.

He tolerated Fu Jiang so much, he was so amiable, but Fu Jiang just hung up the phone and stopped talking?
Then he waited for a whole day and Fu Jiang didn't call him again?He didn't believe that Fu Jiang couldn't see what he wanted.

He was wronged, but he couldn't say it because he was gin.

Grappa entered his throat, feeling the residual heat in his throat, took a deep breath, and turned his attention away from the book.

There will be another transaction later, so you need to calm down and don't bring personal emotions when you work.

(End of this chapter)