Conan: I'm not really a winery boss

Chapter 335 The Death of Yotsui Miyahira
It was Friday again, and the board meeting of the Four Wells Consortium ended.

Tomie, with Shigeto Yoshii's face on his face, returned to the office and handed the two contracts in his hand to Belmode.

"Let Pisco handle it for me, and let Ireland notify me of any extra trouble."

Pisco can always make legal transfer contracts less so.

And Fu Jiang just needs a contract that is not legal, and he will not really become Shijing Shigeto.

"Mihua Health Company, Dongdu Brewery." Belmode glanced at it and saw two key company names.

If she remembers correctly, this is what Fu Jiang wants.

A company that provides home medical equipment and health products, and a brewery in Tokyo.

They all happen to be in the field of Fu Jiang's business, and can complement his existing industries.

Seeing that Fujie finally got what he wanted, even Belmode couldn't help but smile.

She put the slender cigarette in her mouth, but did not light it immediately, "Ah~, maybe I will miss you, Mr. Juren."

"If it's true, the mission can continue." Fu Jiang was not joking, and he didn't take Belmode's words as a joke.

"No, no need, I don't want to see this face again." Belmode froze.

She talked nonsense, she didn't want to disguise Fu Jiang's face every day, and she didn't want to continue this task.

As a mystic, she is not mysterious at all in Fu Jiang.

What he is doing and where he is doing every day is clearly clear by his touch.

This is very painful for a mystic.

"Speaking of which, Mitsui Miyahira, have you decided to kill him?"

Belmode asked casually, as if he was just chatting out of curiosity.

"Shouldn't I kill him?" Fu Jiang was waving his hand, as if he was fiddling with a knife.

"Oh, isn't this what was decided from the beginning? If he doesn't die, the Sijing consortium won't fall."

Belmode smiled casually, as if she wasn't the one who asked that question.

It has been confirmed that ordinary people cannot gain Grappa's favor through the method of long-term love.

Therefore, his occasional goodwill towards Mao Lilan is also likely to be a disguise.

No, it's better not to be so arbitrary, this is a matter of affecting the whole body.

Belmode remembered the phone call with Gin last night.

"Oh, you won't ask him?"

This is Gin's answer to how to get Grappa's favor.

Perfunctory and impatience can be heard by the tone of voice.

Can this be asked?
Is Grabar the type to ask him "how do I get you" and then honestly answer the correct way?
No matter how flawed the psychology is, it won't be so simple in this respect, right?
"Grabah." Belmode said suddenly.

"Huh?" Fu Jiang, who was experimenting with whether the elongated nails would be deformed after grinding the nails with the file, raised his head.

Seeing that Belmode hesitated to speak, he lowered his head again.

"It is often said that in the eyes of bad people, everyone is bad. Is this true?"

"Fake." Belmode denied, and he knew that he shouldn't continue to hesitate after speaking out.

"Grabah, how can I gain your favor? I always feel that you are somewhat inexplicably hostile and defensive towards me?"

"Bermod, I want to ask you the same question."

Fu Jiang raised his eyelids, "Don't be so selfish, you make me very at a loss."

While guarding against others, you are also hostile to others, but you also want to gain the favor of others.

Is there such a beautiful thing in the world?

Even if you don't want to let go of your guard, how can you show something in action?

Look at how kind he was to Ke Lanai in the past, and he reaped today.

If he used to be there all day long like gin, Shirley, Huiyuan would be like a plague god when he saw him now.

"Okay, I will try to trust you." Belmode covered his mouth. "My trust is really hard to come by. After losing it, I often don't have it again."

This is a very familiar sentence. She was actually there at that time?Or they disguised themselves and went to investigate.

"Okay." Fu Jiang pressed "Trust" in his arms with his hand, and next time he meets Belmode, he will not carry this.

"You made a deal that you better not break."

Tomie not only has something in common with gin, but also has similarities with Belmode.

He works with gin, nothing to do with trust, everything speaks in terms of endings.

And neither he nor Belmode would take literal trust too seriously, but it was difficult to accept that the trust in their hearts be given to others.

No one likes to be betrayed, but as long as you don't trust others, you seem to be invincible forever.

……

19:30pm at night.

"Shii Shigeto" made a cup of coffee in a living room that wasn't too big or luxurious.

This is the home of Mitsui Miyahira. As the chairman of the consortium, living here may be called a simple notation.

"Drinking coffee at night is not conducive to the sleep of the elderly." After placing the coffee on the tea table, Fu Jiang reminded coldly.

"Hehe, I couldn't sleep anyway."

Shii Miyahira took a sip of coffee and admitted the fact that he was old.

Recently, he has felt more and more powerless, and it seems that all the vigorous ambitions of his youth have disappeared with age.

"Can't sleep? What's on your mind?" Fu Jiang picked up a small medicine bottle and looked at the instructions on it.

It doesn't say that it won't work on people who are worried. In any case, Shii Miyahira will soon fall asleep.

"Recently, I can't help but wonder if the Sijing consortium has run out of luck."

Yotsui Miyahira's gray hair was neatly combed, but the dry hair would fall loose if not oiled.

No consortium can prosper forever, and even the most dazzling things will lose their brilliance one day.

Their Four Wells Consortium seems to have been stationed in Neon for too long, longer than the Suzuki Consortium.

"A lot of things did happen this year." Fu Jiang bit the glove and took it off, moving his fingers.

"But with me here, the Sijing consortium will prosper forever in a dream."

He raised his hand and grabbed the disguise mask on his face.

Fu Jiang turned his head and glanced at Mitsui Miyahira, who had already fallen asleep.

Green flames ignited at his fingertips, and with the beating of the flames, Fu Jiang's pupils also reflected the faint light that flickered from time to time.

Fu Jiang's five fingers aligned, and then pressed the five fingers burning with the devil's fire on the tea table.

Phew, flames that do not belong to the mortal world ignited ragingly and spread to all directions.

Click, the wheel of the crossbow slid, and a short bow and arrow was loaded.

Whoosh, the short bow and arrow made a piercing sound, and the arrow was deeply nailed into Shii Gonghei's throat, before the flames spread to his body.

Fu Jiang's fingers passed over his eyes, and the color in his vision lost, and it was black and white.

This is a world where only life and death can be seen.

In the entire room, the only colored Miyahira Yoshii was sitting next to his corpse.

He looked at Fu Jiang with complex eyes, what a face that impressed him.

"Lihua."

After death, he found the murderer he had been looking for.

"Stories always have an ending." Fu Jiang pressed his top hat, "Farewell, Miyai Mitsui."

The black crow broke out of the window of the burning house, with dark green demonic flames burning on its wings.

The Four Wells Consortium oppressed the people and lost all conscience, and the demon from hell took him away.

Such a weird scene would naturally be taken by someone, and coupled with the recent trend of public opinion, rumors naturally began to flow out.

And the instigator of all this is visiting a luxurious manor.

"It's beautiful, it's so beautiful, Grappa." Kenzo Masuyama held the newspaper, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help curling up.

Sijing Gonghei was his old acquaintance, and he was very satisfied to have such a magnificent death in the end.

"Everyone gets what they need." Fujie needs popularity, while Masuyama Kenzo and the consortium need public opinion in order to take the opportunity to eat away at the Sijing consortium.

"To be honest, I originally thought that you would not be able to complete this task in my lifetime."

Kenzo Masuyama laughed and said, "But now it seems that I have underestimated you. What in this world can trouble you?"

He is very pleased that the new generation of the organization has talents like Fu Jiang.

Like Qin Jiu, he saw Fu Jiang's good side first, and made a judgment that he might regret.

"Do you want to take a stake in the Masuyama consortium we are about to establish?" Kenzo Masuyama issued an invitation.

Do you want to live in the Masuyama Foundation we are about to establish?
In Tomie's ears, Pisco asked.

"I am glad to."

Just like no gaming geek would reject a perfect game, no lsp would reject a beautiful girl who came to your door.

No sojourner would refuse an invitation from a nice shell.

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(End of this chapter)