Conan: I'm not really a winery boss

Chapter 356 Conan's Diary
In 3, March 24, sunny.

Starting today, I decided to write a diary, the reason is unknown, I only know that this is the first day of my diary, and it is also the last day of my diary.

I heard from Fujiang Gege that decent people don't keep diaries, but today I suddenly want to.

Maybe, I was commemorating something.

For example, commemorate the tenth day without a homicide.

This was unimaginable to me in the past, because cases always happened around me.

I always thought that this was the fate of a detective, and I was born to be a detective.

I was born with a bright mind, quick thinking, amazing athletic ability, and good looks. I thought I was like a protagonist in a novel, like Sherlock Holmes.

The main thing is that my father was also a famous detective when he was in school, and I inherited his mind.

Therefore, I should also be a detective, although sometimes it will be very tiring, but this is what I should do.

Until that day, I met Fujiang Gege, who was smarter, quicker in thinking, stronger in athletic ability, and more handsome in appearance.

Just like Li Gui met Li Kui.

In the dream, he met me countless times, and through him, I understood a truth.

Don't mind your own business, don't be too reckless, death will come to you and your friends at any time.

Even a powerful person like Fu Jiang will fall into the abyss if he makes a mistake.

He fell once, I fell a hundred times.

I don't want the scene in my dream to happen in reality, even now I see Police Officer Mu Mu, I still feel guilty in my heart.

I'm sorry, Officer Megure, I really didn't mean to kill you over and over again.

Perhaps it was the detective instinct that I lived by that brought me to this point.

I used to like to solve crimes, but now I don't like it. I am not wrong, and there is nothing wrong with solving crimes.

I remembered when I was a child, my father said that there is a kind of detective in this world. His life is only to solve crimes, and he does nothing but solve crimes. He is at the crime scene 24 hours a day. When he is tired of solving crimes, he sleeps next to the corpse.

I asked my father, is there really such a detective in the world?
The father replied that he used to be.

When I was young, I ignored the word, "before", I just wanted to be a good detective like my father.

But every time I ran back and forth at the crime scene, my father always looked at me with dissatisfaction, which made me puzzled at that time.

But the father didn't say anything, until one day, he and his mother left home, still didn't say anything.

At that time, I thought that I was too slow to solve the case, which disappointed him, and I left the house because I wanted me to exercise alone.

I'm mad so I'm going to be the detective beyond him and prove it to him.

This idea grew up with me, even ten days ago I still thought this way.

Now I understand that my father is not a detective, but a novelist.

He likes to reason, but that doesn't mean he likes to solve cases.

He solved the case out of helping Officer Mu Mu, because they were friends, not because he wanted to solve the case.

He must have gotten into trouble for solving crimes, just like the crazy and violent murderer he once told me about.

Do what you do, take the consequences yourself, and learn not to regret it, my father always said.

Since I was stunned to solve the case, he naturally took his mother to go abroad and leave this place where cases frequently occur.

Thinking about it carefully, as a detective, Uncle Mao Li doesn't like to solve cases either.

Every time someone called him a detective, he laughed, but when asked about the case, he kept silent.

Because I solved those cases, he didn't know the details.

But he never asked for details, nor did he look at the case files, as if he dismissed those cases.

Uncle Mao Li appeared at the scene of the crime only because of bad luck and being entrusted by others.

I've been thinking about these things all these days and I can't sleep well every night.

I asked sister Xiaolan, should detectives like to solve crimes?

Sister Xiaolan smiled and touched my head. She said she didn't like detectives.

I was startled, and asked her if she didn't like Xinyi Gege anymore.

Sister Xiaolan seemed very distressed, hesitated for almost a minute, and then said that she liked Shinichi not because he was a detective.

"What are you writing? Conan?" Xiaolan suddenly brought her head closer, and glanced at the contents of the notebook.

Pa, the note was closed directly.

"It's just a diary, sister Xiaolan." Conan grinned and put the notebook into his backpack.

He hadn't finished it yet, but that was all right, all right.

It's all going to be burned anyway.

Although he did not specify his identity information, it is still not good for his father to be a mystery novelist and solve the case on behalf of Kogoro.

"Diary." Xiaolan rolled her eyes, "Speaking of which, I used to write a diary too."

"Is there?" Conan froze for a moment.

"When I was in middle school, and it was written secretly, how could it be shown to others." Xiaolan covered her mouth and smiled.

Don't remember, don't think about it!Conan pinched his leg hard.

"Oh." Conan nodded, his expression normal.

When Xiaolan was in junior high school, Conan didn't live in the Maori Detective Agency, and he shouldn't know Xiaolan.

If you subconsciously recall Xiaolan in junior high school, it will reveal flaws.

Conan's alertness has been greatly increased due to an unknown reason. The reason... Q is that he was caught by Gin in his dream.

Kogoro folded his arms and frowned at the siblings who seemed to be chatting normally.

Xiaolan is normal, her memory is obviously fully recovered, and Conan is also normal, exactly the same as usual.

But why does he always feel that something is weird.

Is it the atmosphere?There seems to be something wrong with the atmosphere.

"Ahem." Mori Kogoro cleared his throat, pointed to the door, and tentatively suggested:
"How about we go eat first? Xia Jiang has already ordered dinner for us."

The reason why the Maori family took such an extravagant luxury train to other places was naturally invited.

And the inviter was Xiao Ben Xiajiang, a friendly survivor they harvested when they committed a murder on a cruise ship.

"Yes." Xiao Lan rubbed her stomach, "I'm really hungry."

Conan also nodded quickly.

Kogoro breathed a sigh of relief, quickly opened the door of the private room and walked outside.

Slap, Kogoro who was walking outside happened to collide with a person who was in a hurry.

"Bastard, where are your eyes?"

The passer-by pulled off his mask, revealing two beards, and spoke harshly.

Suddenly his face froze, the pupils of his eyes trembled under the sunglasses, "You, you are."

He swallowed, quickly put on the mask, walked forward in a hurry, opened the door of the private room with the key card and got in.

"What?" Mori Kogoro scratched his head, then turned to look at Conan and Xiaolan.

Pat, Conan snapped the watch-shaped anesthesia gun, "Scared me."

Dressed up in that suspicious look, he thought it was the killer who came to attack them. After all, Uncle Mao Li, who is a famous detective, also offended many people.

Suddenly, he noticed that Xiaolan was looking at the watch on his wrist curiously, and he quickly said haha.

"That man was wearing a hat and covering his face with sunglasses and a mask, so suspicious."

Xiao Lan glanced at the suspicious person's room number, "Maybe it's just a scar on his face."

Oh, as expected of Xiaolan, she is very gentle and thinks from the perspective of others.

Really?Something always feels wrong.

Conan lowered his head and thought silently. Is this kind of thinking logic of "he really doesn't have a tutor, no, maybe he just doesn't have a mother" really gentle?
It should be because he thought too much, Xiaolan didn't mean that.

"I hope it won't be like that time with the bandage man." Conan said as he followed Kogoro who was walking in front to the dining area.

"Yes." Xiaolan nodded and focused on the menu.

As expected of a luxury train, the dishes are rich enough, and there is a kitchen in the car, and the meals are all freshly prepared.

And Xiaoben Xiajiang was also very generous, he didn't save money on meals, and the dishes ordered for them were already considered luxurious.

"Ha~" Kogoro put the empty beer glass aside, "It's been a long time since I've eaten so full."

"You can't overeat just because the food is delicious, Dad." Xiaolan looked helpless.

Conan was about to say something when there was a sudden quarrel behind him.

"What does such a small box look like? Didn't I tell you to book the royal box?"

A man in a suit and leather shoes who revealed "I'm rich" yelled at the man in glasses standing beside him.

"However, boss, you only said a week ago that you would take the Beidouxing No. [-] train, but this kind of luxury train requires booking a long time in advance."

The man with glasses was wearing a light-colored suit. Although he used respectful words when facing the boss, he didn't look afraid.

"Compared to Hanhan who thought he could book a ticket the night before, we are very lucky to be able to book a ticket that matches the number of people."

"Hmph, a big boss like me actually lives in the same box as you. My wife is already hiding in the box because she is afraid of being seen." The big boss in suit and leather shoes was full of dissatisfaction. .

Oops, it's the smell of death!
Shark Conan did not lose his keen sense of smell, and instantly caught the bloody smell of the case.

He prayed silently in his heart, praying that the boss who looked like a gentleman was actually a good boss who was caring and loved by his subordinates even though his mouth was poisonous.

He was destined to be disappointed.

He soon learns that the owner of the master is called Izumo Keitaro, the owner of a gem shop.

And the man with glasses named Jiayue Lize is an employee of Master Ren's boss.

And their jewelry store was robbed a few days ago. The robber was driven away by the boss, leaving a sentence "this is different from the agreement".

According to the police investigation, the robber is likely to be Anji Asama, the leader of the well-known three-person robber gang a few years ago.

It's full of oddities, and according to a conspiracy theory that popped out of nowhere, the current mayor, Akira Ishizume, who embodies the dirty adult to the fullest, claims that it's Keitaro Izumo for the next mayor A play directed and acted by the election, used to increase fame.

It also revealed that the gem shop owner Keitaro Izumo secretly sold DP, which is not known to be true or not.

Conan frowned, was it his illusion?This robbery made him feel very familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

Could it be a dream?No, it shouldn't be. The dream was full of murders, and they were all so broken that he couldn't forget them.

"Sister Xiaolan, doesn't this robbery look familiar to you?"

"Yes." Xiaolan nodded her cheeks and recalled, "It seems that I have encountered such a case before."

She turned to look at Conan, "Is there something wrong?"

"Ah? No, it's just an inexplicable sense of familiarity." Conan frowned and recalled.

Since Xiaolan also has an impression, it must be something he has personally experienced.

Was it before getting smaller?
"You should be the wise lady who booked a seat with us before? This way please, I will show you a seat."

"Sorry, I want to cancel my reservation."

"What? Did you stop eating?"

Conan's very familiar low and cold voice came over, and he turned his head to look at the entrance of the dining area in an instant.

The tall man in a low top hat stood there straight, with undisguised disappointment on his face.

That's Fu Jiang and so on. Although the woman next to him is disguised, Conan is sure with her keen observation.

Isn't that mom?
Why did my mother appear on the luxury train with Fu Jiang, and even disguised herself?

Why?why!
　Thank you Sheng Jiumei for the five hundred rewards
　　
　
(End of this chapter)