Conan: I'm not really a winery boss

Chapter 35 You are here to make trouble!
"Don't be afraid, it's just a painting." Fu Jiang's expression was calm, without the panic that he should have after seeing a dead person.

"Eh? Is that so?" Due to the dim environment and Fu Jiang's flat tone, Xiao Lan believed his nonsense.

"Lan!" Xiao Wulang, who heard his daughter screaming, rushed in and protected Xiao Lan behind him.

"What do you think, boy?"

"Sister Xiaolan!" Conan also rushed in following Maori, and at the same time secretly scolded himself for being careless for letting Xiaolan and Fu Jiang come into contact alone.

"No, it's okay." Xiaolan smiled apologetically, pointing at the dead body of Boss Zhenzhong.

"It's just a painting, because it's too real, so I'm a little scared..."

"Painting?" Kogoro and Conan followed the direction of Xiaolan's finger and saw Boss Manaka's body, and walked/run over quickly.

"This is not a painting, Lan." Touching the blood on the wall with his finger, Kogoro quickly turned his head and said in a serious voice, "Call the police, this is a murder!"

"I've already reported it." Fu Jiang raised the mobile phone in the call, and then put his index finger on his lips, "Don't always scare her, don't you want to feel at ease?"

The corners of Xiaolan's mouth were stiff, and her finger pointing at the corpse trembled slightly.

Don't be like this, Mr. Tomie, it will be even scarier if you learn the truth after you settle down.

Soon, amidst the siren of the police car, the art gallery was blocked, and the staff arrived and waited outside the hell exhibition room.

Police officer Tachimegure pushed his way through the crowd, and immediately saw Kogoro Mori who was obviously waiting for him.

"Why is it you again!?" Officer Mu Mu asked loudly.

If he hadn't known Kogoro's character, he would have definitely suspected that he was a serial killer who used reasoning to frame innocent people to block him.

"Yeah, of course, I'm here, so no one will touch the corpse." Kogoro saluted.

"It's impossible." Fu Jiang pushed his glasses, "Someone must have touched the corpse."

"Huh? Who are you?" Police Officer Mumu asked suspiciously, "Could it be that you witnessed someone touching a corpse?"

"My name is Fu Jiang Hehuan, and I am a staff member of the art museum." Fu Jiang pointed to the corpse, "Please look at this corpse, his appearance is very unreasonable."

unreasonable?Conan squeezed his chin and carefully observed the appearance of the corpse, but he didn't see anything unreasonable.

Unless Fu Jiang's observation ability is far superior to his, Fu Jiang is absolutely talking nonsense.

"Hmm..." Police Officer Mu Mu frowned and looked at it for a while, "It is really unreasonable, but in order to confirm whether the unreasonable we are talking about is the same unreasonable, please tell me what is unreasonable."

"It is impossible for a corpse to nail itself to the wall." Fu Jiang's lens reflected white light, like a god of death, "So, someone must have lifted the corpse and nailed it to it."

"And the man who nailed the corpse up..." Police officer Mu Mu's eyes widened, and he took Fu Jiang's words.

Fu Jiang pressed his top hat, nodded in confirmation, "It's the murderer!"

"So that's it!" Officer Mu Mu clapped his hands and suddenly realized... "Isn't this nonsense?"

He roared loudly, "Besides, it doesn't mean that the corpse has been touched! Besides, the touch of the corpse refers to the victim's corpse after being killed. After all, the victim can't become a corpse and hang there! "

"It turned out to be like this..." Fu Jiang's hand holding the top hat was slightly stiff, "It seems that I am really not suitable to be a detective."

Didn't trigger the task?System, what do you eat?Did you eat grass by the side of the road?
Fu Jiang walked aside lonely, as if he was sad that he was not suitable to be a detective.

Are you here to cause trouble?Conan growled loudly in his heart.

The moment Fu Jiang just opened his mouth to reason, he was actually led to think that it made sense.

"That...Mr. Fu Jiang." Xiao Lan came to comfort him, "At least your reasoning is still very clear and well-founded."

"Don't comfort me, I lack common sense, and I'm not born to be a detective."

Fu Jiang folded his arms and leaned against the wall, "Also, there is no need to use honorifics."

"Okay, then you, you can just call me Lan." Xiaolan nodded.

In this way, the crime scene was divided into two halves, one half was solving the case, and the other half was chatting.

Although on the surface he was hooking up with Xiaolan, in fact it was the kind Fu Jiang who was diverting Xiaolan's attention from paying too much attention to the corpse.

But the inner layer began to complain, hoping that the well-connected Maori family could help him introduce a job that would allow him to dabble in a stable life.

"By the way!" Xiaolan remembered something, "Didn't the department store recruit security guards a few days ago? You must be able to easily do the job."

"Department store..." Fu Jiang frowned slightly, and recalled it in his mind. It seems that no murder happened there, and even if there was, it was not in the early days.

"Thank you for the reminder, I will apply for a job."

Fu Jiang didn't have any expectations for this, and it was difficult for him to obtain such a formal job without the help of his contacts without an identity certificate.

Unless the boss or interviewer is a woman.

"You're welcome, I hope you can find a satisfactory job." Xiaolan blessed.

At this moment, Fu Jiang's pupils shrank slightly, and there seemed to be angel wings spreading out behind Xiaolan.

Blessed!This must be blessed!

Fu Jiang pressed his top hat on his chest, and bowed slightly to Xiaolan's back 5 degrees.

Then, he turned his attention to Conan. At this time, Conan's reasoning in his brain had reached the final step, and he was only short of the final urination to kill.

He had no intention of exonerating Director Ochiai, not just because it was troublesome to deal with the dander and hair inside the armor. As far as he knew, PCR technology already existed in this era.

And in his view, killing is killing, and if it is discovered, it is a crime, and it is natural to be punished by justice, unless it is not discovered.

Otherwise, the winery that has been at ease for half a century should have been sent to prison by all its staff.

Soon, curator Ochiai chose to surrender with a pen that was not enough to convict people.

He didn't cry, didn't kneel, and stood here with a straight body, expressing his hatred for Boss Zhenzhong who violated the contract.

Finally, he glanced at Fu Jiang with regret, "Sorry, young man, I originally wanted to be a few days late, but for some reason I feel that today is the best time."

"It's okay, I think I've found a new job." Fu Jiang put the bowler hat back on his head.

"That's good, that's good." Director Ochiai laughed and was escorted away by the police.

Afterwards, Kubota, who resold art works, was also taken away, and Xiaolan and Conan followed Maori to the Metropolitan Police Department to make a statement.

"Hey, sister Xiaolan, what were you talking about with Brother Fu Jiang?" Conan's expression was not very good.

I was careless, and I was taken advantage of by that guy!

"he…."

Seeing everyone's backs drifting away, Fu Jiang turned to look at Iijima with a disappointed expression, "Today I will stay and accompany you to clean up the collection."

In the last ten days of the museum, there is no need to open it again.

If the new owner of this art gallery intends to reopen, then this art gallery may see the light of day again.

"Fu Jiang, tell the truth, do you think the curator is doing the right thing?"

Iijima suddenly asked after a long silence.

"From the perspective of common sense, any non-self-preservation killing is wrong."

Fu Jiang's face was covered by shadows, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

"But killing is a personal decision. For everyone, the definition of right and wrong is different. At least for the curator, he did the right thing."

Iijima lowered his head, "Fu Jiang, actually I was afraid of you on the first day you came here, but afterward, I think you have a good personality..."

"That may be because you invited me to dinner." Tomie pressed his top hat and interrupted Iijima's next words. He hummed a tune softly, and under the surveillance that was shut down at some point, he quietly let it have some kind of power The paintings disappeared and left notes that did not belong to him.

I will take away the paintings, stupid detectives~—KFC KFC

　Thanks to Zhixi for the reward of 100 starting coins

　　
　
(End of this chapter)