Conan: I'm not really a winery boss

Chapter 353 Vodka: Brother, you are too deceitful!

Fu Jiang took out the letter paper and glanced at it briefly.

【Dear Mr. Tomie:

Hello!I wanted to send more greetings, but due to the limited time, I had no choice but to get straight to the point.

I would like to disturb you because I need to entrust you with something. According to Conan, you are a detective with careful thinking. I think that a detective like you will be interested in the case I entrusted.

In the early years, I wrote a short reasoning story, which was not published, but was accidentally lost. A recent case has attracted my attention. This case is strangely similar to the short reasoning story I once wrote.

I wanted to investigate it myself, but I have so many important matters at hand, so I have to entrust you to help me solve this case.

For specific matters, my wife Yukiko will discuss with you in detail in Room 3-25 of the Beidouxing No. [-] train.

——Conan's uncle, Yusaku Kudo

1997.10.12]

This is a letter of entrustment, entrusting him, oh no, to investigate a case.

Big Dipper No. [-], this seems to be a luxury train where every passenger has a private room for one person.

As for the date of the ticket, Fu Jiang compared it with his mobile phone. The ticket shows 3.24, and today is 8.11.

According to his experience, it's not yesterday, it's tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.

Fu Jiang dialed the number, and after two beeps from the speaker, the call was connected.

"What's the matter?" Qin Jiu's voice was a little vague, as if he had something in his mouth.

At this time, he was holding a flashlight in his mouth, looking through a stack of documents, which were the clues sorted out by Rum, about the attack on Wei Young.

It's not clear if he didn't have built-in lights in his car, or if it was broken and not fixed.

"What's the date tomorrow?" Fu Jiang asked seriously.

"You don't know how to look at your phone?" There was a crack on the handle of the flashlight in Gin Jiu's mouth.

He hung up the phone.

If looking at the phone is useful, will Fu Jiang still call Gin?
Today is 8.11, who knows what date it will be tomorrow, etc. Isn't tomorrow 3.24?
Fu Jiang rubbed his forehead, but he didn't know the date after 8.11. It seems that he fell ill just now, and his common sense error was at work again.

Looking at the time, it was quite late now, and it was time to go to bed after going to the basement to practice guns for two hours.

Although there is "trust", he does not need sleep, but sleep is still the fastest way to restore physical strength.

After two hours of training, the gun lv was raised from 24 to lv 25.

Probably because it is about to break through into Ke Xue skills, so the upgrade speed of gun LV has slowed down.

The speed is not as fast as the improvement speed of fighting, but it is normal. After all, with Xiaolan's original karate uniform, the training effect is three times.

Lying on the bed, turning off the underworld chandelier, Fu Jiang closed his eyes and fell into a peaceful sleep.

Didi, the phone rang.

Fu Jiang opened the phone cover, looked at the number, it was from Qin Jiu.

"what's up?"

"Do you know what day it is tomorrow?"

Fu Jiang was silent for a few seconds, this gin must be a little sick.

"You better not disturb my sleep because of this incident."

"Are you sleeping?" Gin Jiu, who was practicing playing the guitar during the short break, opened his eyes wide, and his pupils were concentrated with killing intent.

Feeling the chill, Vodka, who was beating the drum, stopped and focused on Gin's phone call.

Fu Jiang didn't make a sound, he knew that silence is the best comfort at this time.

Sure enough, after a few seconds of silence, Qin Jiu stopped worrying about this matter.

"You called to ask about the date before, so there must be other reasons?"

Gin was concentrating on the information provided by Rum before, and was still busy with the task at hand, so he didn't think much about it.

After he was free, he guessed that Fu Jiang should have a special reason to ask such an unreasonable question.

Of course, falling ill is not ruled out, but being cautious is never a bad thing.

"Just asking for the date, because the date written on the Beidouxing-[-] ticket is very scientific."

Fu Jiang picked up the ticket by the bedside and glanced at it. 3.24 is 8.11 tomorrow, which is outrageous.

And he was outrageous to be able to determine this point in time, he must have made a mistake of common sense at that time.

"Big Dipper III?" The term attracted Gin's attention, and he took out his notebook and flipped through it a few times.

"A ticket for 3.24?" Qin Jiu raised the corners of his mouth, "Very good, I have a mission for you to kill a person on that train."

"You should know that I won't take any luxury train alone." Fu Jiang frowned, "Give me a reason, why don't you send someone else to deal with this matter."

"Vodka didn't get the ticket." Gin whispered after a few seconds of silence.

"Ah? Brother, it's too deceitful for you to say that, you obviously forgot!"

As soon as Vodka moved his ears, he heard Gin's whispered slander, and felt aggrieved.

Grabbing tickets is his unique skill. Whether it is a concert or a ticket to a popular movie, he has never missed a single one.

But even so, it is impossible for him to grab the tickets when the tickets are sold out.

"It turns out that you forgot, huh." Fu Jiang opened the corner of his mouth, "Okay, tell me who you want to kill, and I will deal with it."

"Izumo Keitaro." Qin Jiu snorted coldly, looking not in a good mood.

He didn't forget, he just thought that he should be able to buy the ticket the night before.

But he didn't expect the so-called luxury train to be so popular. From the perspective of Gin, who has no connection with the word luxury, isn't a luxury train a train with separate compartments?What's the big deal?

But no one would believe what he said, and the people around him were guys who couldn't listen to explanations.

"The matter involves the mayoral election. I didn't know the details. If you are curious, you can find Rum yourself. You have high enough authority."

After Gin finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Hope the vodka is okay.

Fu Jiang threw the phone aside, lay on the bed and fell into a peaceful sleep again.

……

"what--"

A woman's scream.

Wow, Fu Jiang turned over from the bed and sat up, grabbing the "trust" placed on the head of the bed in his hand.

His room is empty.

"what--"

Another scream, Fu Jiang's eyes slanted to the source of the sound, and the corners of his eyes began to twitch.

Who the hell is so wicked to set Xiaolan's scream as the bedside alarm?
Oh, it's me, that's all right.

Fu Jiang didn't change the sound of the alarm. After all, the scream may be out of print, and it may not be possible to get it back after changing it.

Bang, the door was pushed open, and Cheng Shi hurried into the bedroom.

After looking at Fu Jiang for a few seconds, he was a little embarrassed, "Uh, I seem to have heard the screaming of a female high school student here just now?"

"It's an alarm clock effect." Fu Jiang put the skull on his fingertips and turned it around a few times.

"I've already washed my hands and won't hurt anyone again."

Instead of returning your innocence, it is better to show that you have changed.

The latter is more likely to be accepted.

"Huh? That's good." Cheng Shi nodded.

No disbelief, but no surprises either.

There is an old saying that if you marry a chicken, follow the chicken and marry a dog, he has already accepted his fate.

Even the books he studies every day have been changed from psychological medicine to criminal psychology.

After eating, Fu Jiang put on his coat and put his top hat on his head, "I'm going out."

"Be careful on the road." Cheng Shi said while packing the dishes.

Fu Jiang didn't go to the station immediately after leaving, and there were still a few hours before the time on the ticket.

He first went to Dr. Ali's house, preparing to receive Huiyuan's recent research results.

She sent a text message before, saying that a special anti-inflammatory drug has been developed.

The ability to develop this drug is thanks to the substance on the scales provided by Fu Jiang.

Damn, is there really such a medicine as demon scale washing?Isn't it made up by the system?

The devil's bath water can cure diseases and shocked mankind for 100 years.

Dong dong, Tomie knocked on the door, and Dr. Ali approached the door wearing pajamas of size XXXXL.

Rubbing his eyes, he asked, "Who is it?"

Fu Jiang heard a whisper, "I didn't order milk or newspapers either, could it be Shinichi?"

The door opened, the doctor's eyes widened, and the gums fell out.

"Isn't this Mr. Tomie? What are you doing?"

He asked cautiously and politely, although Conan and Huiyuan jointly guaranteed that Fu Jiang was not from that organization.

However, he thinks it looks like it.

Fu Jiang glanced at the top of the doctor's head, "Our company has recently developed a special hair growth medicine."

Although he came to find Hui Yuan, he couldn't just speak straight up without even preparing an excuse.

Otherwise, he would have to recognize one of the winery and copper smelting.

"Hair growth medicine?" The doctor was stunned for a moment, and touched the top of his head.

Fu Jiang's cold face, which seems to hide terror and evil, does not match the salesman.

But in the eyes of the doctor, it still became a little more friendly to the people.

After all, how could someone from that organization come to be a salesman in person?

Even if you are a salesman yourself, you must be the kind of strong buy and sell salesman that you will die if you don't buy.

"Yes, according to the response after putting it into the market, the effect is very gratifying, and every customer is very satisfied."

Fu Jiang took out the medicine box.

"Thank you for your kindness." The doctor waved his hand, "It is impossible for my hair to grow back."

The corners of his eyes sparkled faintly. He recalled that when he was young and frivolous, he thought he could create a magic medicine for instant hair growth, and did many experiments on his own head.

As a result, all the hair follicles on the top of his head died, and the ones that had been cremated couldn't even get up.

"Really? That's a pity, but I have a special trick that can make you grow hair."

Fu Jiang remembered the props that had been lying in the inventory for a long time.

"Scalp-implanted wig" from Simple Easy Combo.

"Really?" The doctor was a little suspicious.

"Really." Fu Jiang pretended to go back to the car to get something, but actually turned on the system by humming nursery rhymes in the car.

After taking out the "scalp-implanted wig" from the inventory, Fu Jiang got off the car and walked towards the doctor.

The doctor took half a step back, what?What is he holding?
I saw Fu Jiang holding a hammer in his right hand and a huge brush full of bristles in his left hand.

"This, this is."

"A wig implanted in the scalp." Fu Jiang raised the tools in his hands and replied concisely.

run!run! ! !
Dr. Ari's brain let out a terrified scream.

The doctor's sturdy body trembled, "Uh, the implantation method is"

"It's very simple." Fu Jiang gently placed the "brush" full of bristles on Dr. Ali's head, and raised the hammer in his right hand high.

Just drop it down and drive the bristles into the doctor's scalp.

The description of the props is written like this, as for the effect after implantation, it is still hard to say.

After all, it is the props provided by "Simple and Easy Combination", and the effect is often a little bit unsatisfactory.

　Thanks to Sheng Jiumei for the 350 rewards, thanks to the reliable pure bird for the [-] rewards, and thank you for calling me Gin Wife for the [-] rewards

　　
　
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