Conan: I'm not really a winery boss

Chapter 280 Xiaolan: I slept at Fu Jiang's house
Creaking, the grinning man's head twisted and turned to the side, his temples were flush with the ground, and his neck was almost at a right angle.

The twisted smile on his face remained unchanged, "Are you talking to me? Cute little miemie."

"Ah~ah————ah~~~ah——"

Fuck, air raid sirens?

After Xiaolan yelled, she fell back on the ground, with the horn on her head scattered and covered her face.

The strange laughing man seemed to be overwhelmed by the unicorn girl in front of him, his body whirled and dissipated like a whirlpool.

Fu Jiang, who was hiding in the Rolls-Royce by the side of the road, directly opened the car door and walked quickly to Xiaolan's side.

Looking at the motionless Xiaolan, he felt a chill in his heart.

It's broken, he won't scare people to death, right?Even the horns spread out and hung down.

After confirming that Xiaolan's heart was still beating, Fu Jiang carried Xiaolan into the trunk and drove the Rolls-Royce away.

None of this is all bad.

At least Xiaolan doesn't need to worry about opening the door to wake up Conan and Kogoro.

……

In the dark bedroom, Fu Jiang looked at Xiao Lan on the bed through the moonlight outside the window.

Her face has returned to blood, and her breathing has gradually become even. She should have turned from a stunned state to a sleep state.

He was hesitant to buy some medicine for excessive fright from the mall.

Fu Jiang frowned, looking at the legend that stayed at 100 in the attribute panel.

In any case, Lan ruined his script.

Originally, Xiaolan was supposed to be a kind girl who encountered the undead who failed at work and was fired, and then started a period of contact with the outside world amidst the complaints of the undead.

In this process, Xiaolan will meet more and more ghosts in the afterlife, and gradually understand that ghosts are not scary.

In the end, the kind girl wakes up on the bar counter of the bar and learns that she was alone last night.

He had already arranged the script so tenderly and beautifully, Xiaolan was so shameless that she fainted from shock.

Is this scary?ah?
Apart from experimenting with new skills, he didn't gain anything tonight.

Ringing, ringing, Xiaolan's cell phone rang.

Tomie looked at the number, it was Conan's.

Probably because Xiaolan didn't come home too late, so she was a little worried.

In Fu Jiang's view, this is purely unnecessary idleness and lost his sleep in vain.

What can happen to Xiaolan?

He is very powerful and is protected by the winery, so he is very safe.

Fu Jiang answered the phone.

"Don't worry, she's asleep."

Then he didn't mean any nonsense, just hung up the phone and turned off the phone.

It's almost 1 o'clock, he should go to bed.

Fu Jiang took off his bowler hat and coat, and hung them on the hangers in the bedroom.

It is worth mentioning that he turned off the skin effect of the villa.

Xiaolan is really not scared, and she doesn't know his real identity. If she opens her eyes and sees that kind of ghost-style room, she will be terrified.

After casually covering Xiaolan's face with the quilt to prevent her from catching a cold, Fu Jiang obediently got under the bed.

As a true gentleman, he would naturally not share the bed with an underage girl without permission.

It's impolite.

Fu Jiang's eyes stared straight at the bed board, and in the darkness, his eyelids gradually drooped.

……

Phew, the quilt was lifted, and Xiaolan sat up from the bed and panted heavily.

She had a strange dream.

She had dreamed of Fu Jiang, but the Fu Jiang in her dream was obviously very different from the Fu Jiang in reality.

It was a big villain who deliberately frightened her, taking pleasure in seeing her frightened expression.

He also dragged her into the sea and drowned her in water, leaving her breathless.

Shaking her confused head and clearing her mind, she raised her hand to cover her eyes, blocking the sunlight from the window.

what time is it now?
Xiaolan quickly picked up the phone, but found that the phone had been turned off.

Then she realized belatedly that this was not her room.

This room was bigger than the entire Maori detective agency.

"Is anyone here?"

Xiaolan grabbed the quilt nervously and asked in a weak voice.

Under the bed, Fu Jiang's eyes suddenly opened and slowly turned a few times.

He picked up his phone and looked at it. It was six o'clock in the morning, which was still early.

His eyes lost their luster, but they didn't close, so that he could notice immediately when Xiaolan came to him for something.

Because he guessed that Xiaolan would not shout, 'Is there a ghost? '

Seeing that there was no answer, in the silence, Xiaolan gradually calmed down, looked at the short top hat hanging on the hanger, and the large windbreaker that could wrap her whole body in it, and fell silent.

She got up and went to the ground, pushed open the door, and came to the hall on the first floor.

Sure enough, this is Fu Jiang's house.

Although she only came once, she was very impressive.

Except for Yuanzi, she has never seen anyone with such a big house.

And this house gave her a very uncomfortable feeling, which came from her intuition, and she always felt that there was something hidden here.

After wandering around the villa, she couldn't find Fu Jiang, so she could only go back to the bedroom.

Fortunately, today is Saturday, and she doesn't have to go to school, otherwise she will definitely be late.

Because she couldn't leave without saying a word when Fu Jiang didn't come back.

Xiaolan sat on the bed and turned on her phone.

As soon as the phone's screen turned on, a call came in.

If it wasn't a coincidence, it would be that during the time she turned off the phone, someone kept calling her crazily and continuously.

"Hello? Conan?" Xiaolan put the phone to her ear and asked softly.

"It's me!" Mori Kogoro yelled, "Where did you go last night?"

"Give me back the phone, Uncle Mouri~" Conan hopped and tugged at Moori Kogoro's trouser legs.

Damn, he actually took advantage of his height and directly snatched his phone.

Is this a despicable lord who just took advantage of the fisherman's profit from his phone calls all night?

"Last night, uh," Xiaolan looked around, and after reconfirming that this is Fu Jiang's house, replied; "I slept at Fu Jiang's house last night."

"What!?" Mori Kogoro raised his voice by one decibel.

"What's wrong? Uncle Mouri?" Conan was taken aback by Kogoro's yell.

But Mori Kogoro didn't answer, but his whole body turned gray, the phone fell to the ground with a clatter, and his body slowly fell to the ground.

"Mao, Uncle Maori?" Conan asked tentatively.

Kogoro didn't respond at all, the pupils in his huge eye sockets were trembling constantly.

"She is only 17 years old, only 17 years old, Fu Jiang, you are not human."

Kogoro kept muttering this sentence.

This appearance gave Conan a chill in his heart, he quickly picked up the phone, "Sister Xiaolan, what happened?"

"Nothing happened, really." Hearing Mori Kogoro's murmur, Mo Lilan knew that the thoughts in his father's mind had gone to the sky.

"What happened?" Fu Jiang poked out his head and a palm from under the bed, and rubbed his messy hair.

Xiaolan's mouth was slightly opened. If Fu Jiang's eyes could observe the details, he could clearly find that the surrounding air was converging towards Xiaolan's throat.

She almost screamed, but luckily it was dawn now, and although Fu Jiang didn't look like a living person, he was good-looking after all, and belonged to the kind that could be a ghost, which didn't bring her physical and psychological fear.

Only in this way can she regain her composure in time.

"I woke you up." Xiaolan smiled apologetically.

She guessed that Fu Jiang must be hiding under the bed to sleep because he was worried about her, in case of accidents.

This makes sense, since Tomie actually saved her life because of it, in the Bandage Man incident.

"It's okay." Fu Jiang pulled his body out from under the bed, "My sleep quality has always been very good."

"Yeah." Xiaolan nodded and hurriedly dealt with Conan, "That's it for now, I'll go back and make breakfast for you guys right away."

Then she hung up the phone.

Beep, beep, beep.
The busy notification tone is relentless and cold.

Conan put the phone on the table, looked at Kogoro who was kneeling on the ground doubting his life, and whispered in a low voice:

"Hey, Uncle Mao Li, how many beds do you think there will be in the bedroom of Tomie's house?"

"How many beds do you think there are in the bedroom of a man who lives alone?" Mori Kogoro asked with empty eyes.

Conan lowered his head silently, walked to the door without saying a word, grabbed the doorknob with a jump on the spot, twisted open the door and left the office.

Downstairs, he physically flagged down a taxi.

With superb driving skills and vigilant awareness, the old driver slammed on the brakes and stopped the car half a meter in front of Conan.

"Are you looking for death, brat?"

Conan ignored him, pulled the door and jumped into the car, standing on the back seat, holding the back of the front seat with both hands, "Mihua Town Villa Area."

Looking at the little boy whose mirrors reflected white light, the driver frowned.

This girl looks familiar.
"Have you brought any money?" the driver asked tentatively.

"I said, Mihua Town, the villa area." Conan turned his head sideways, the white light on his glasses disappeared, revealing his murderous eyes.

How Occasionally you?

Encountering this boy who seemed to kill thousands of people without blinking his eyes again, the driver was obviously a lot more skilled.

Without saying a word, he stepped on the accelerator and drove the car towards the villa area.

As for the fare, he never mentioned it.

(End of this chapter)