Conan: I'm not really a winery boss

Chapter 357 Conan: Tomie, you and my mother are not suitable

"Don't you eat?" Fu Jiang was very disappointed.

Isn't this playing with him?Take him on a luxury train, and then don't feed him.

Could it be that he still has to pay for it out of his own pocket?

"Huh? If you're hungry, you can eat."

Kudo Yukiko, whose pseudonym was Akechi Fumyo, failed to understand the resentment contained in Tomie's words.

Because Conan once told her that Fu Jiang Hehuan is a super rich man.

And how could a person named super rich by his rich second-generation son not be willing to pay for a meal?
This year's fellow travelers can't do it, Fu Jiang shook his head.

The partners in the winery are reliable, and they never spend his money when they go out.

"Oh, isn't this Mr. Fu Jiang?" Mayor Shichui stepped forward and stretched out his bear-like hand, "I didn't expect you to be on this train."

"Long time no see, Mayor Thresh." Fu Jiang shook his front palm and quickly withdrew his hand.

Fu Jiang still has an impression of the person in front of him. Although the mayor of Nihong is younger than the county magistrate, he is still an official.

"Hehe." Akira Shizui, who was called by the wrong name, chatted casually for a few words before finding an excuse to leave the dining area.

From Fu Jiang's attitude, he could see obvious perfunctory and impatience, so naturally he would not go any further.

"Dean Tomie, it's better to be famous than to meet." Izumo Keitaro sneered softly.

Xiaolan's brows were slightly wrinkled.

"Huh? Is Fu Jiang famous?" Kogoro was a little confused, why everyone knew him, and he was more famous than himself, a famous detective.

"Mr. Tomie is naturally very famous in this circle, and he often attends the banquets of politicians and entrepreneurs." Kayori, who had already recognized Kogoro, explained.

"With Fujie Gege's personality, it probably doesn't have a good name." Conan resisted the urge to leave his seat to ask Fujie, and twitched the corner of his mouth.

He knew that now was not a good time to get away and confront Tomie. He was Conan now, not Shinichi.

"Uh, yes, because it is rumored that Tomie-san holds a high position in a violent society." Kayori regretted talking.

He felt more and more embarrassing as he talked. These people clearly knew Fu Jiang.

Fortunately, Conan and others did not continue to ask.

On the contrary, Kogoro seemed to be very worried about this matter, "Oh, Fu Jiang, why does he not pay attention to reputation so much, it is very important to have a good reputation."

"Fame is just a reputation. Fu Jiang prefers to be himself, which is better than some people who acted like a gentleman behind Guangwei."

After Xiaolan finished speaking, she stood up, walked to Fu Jiang's dining table and sat down.

"Hmph!" Izumo Keitaro snorted heavily, got up and left the dining area.

"It's the first time I've seen Xiaolan so angry." Kogoro opened his eyes wide.

It's rare for Xiaolan to slap someone directly.

"Very good, let's go back, Uncle Maori." Conan jumped off the chair and walked towards the box with his pockets in his pocket.

It's normal to have emotions, to be honest, Xiaolan who has been very gentle and kind a few days ago scared him a little bit.

At that time, he even suspected that Xiaolan had deliberately pretended to have recovered in order not to worry them.

But now it seems that he is thinking too much. If he deliberately pretends, how can he show his anger when he knows that he is a kind person.

Just as Conan thought of this, he suddenly wondered if he was driven out of his mind by that dream.

He observed what Xiaolan was doing, and Xiaolan would not really be a member of an organization with a status similar to that of Gin like in his dream.

What's more, Xiao Lan is very good, that guy who looks superior to ordinary people is really annoying.

Originally, he wanted to say something, but because the words "it is rude to scold the father" came to his mind inexplicably, he just couldn't resist it.

……

"You don't have to be angry." Fu Jiang shook the orange juice in his hand, watching it rippling in the cup.

He naturally listened to the discussions of several people.

"Actually, I'm not very angry." Xiaolan smiled.

"Oh? So you're pretending to be angry?" Fu Jiang raised his eyelids slightly.

".Why should I pretend to be angry?" Xiaolan was taken aback for a moment, as if she didn't understand.

Fu Jiang didn't answer, but raised his hand, calling for the waiter to pick up some leftover dishes from Xiaolan's table and bring them over without using chopsticks.

This request seems a bit overwhelming, and it tests the waiter's insight.

Seeing the waiter froze in front of the table, Xiaolan stood up and brought over two plates of meat dishes, "I have already picked these two dishes, and I have only picked these two."

Fu Jiang glanced at the dishes inside, "Barely acceptable."

If given a choice, he doesn't really like eating from the same plate with others, unless he's very close.

What?Does he actually have a choice?Sorry, there is no choice but to spend extra money.

Not all dishes on luxury trains are luxurious, but they must all be expensive.

"The wise lady who was with you before, is she from the organization?" Xiao Lan asked in a low voice.

If the organization was going to do something in the car, she'd have to figure out a way to keep her detective father and Curious Conan out of the way.

"No, it has nothing to do with the organization." Fu Jiang recalled the case based on what happened in the dining area.

This is what happened in the original book. That Izumo Kaitaro will die, and he doesn't need to do it.

Xiaolan nodded, and then pointed to the exit of the dining area, "I'll leave first, if I stay with you all the time, Dad may misunderstand."

Fu Jiang waved his hand, then concentrated on finishing his dinner, and walked to his own box, next door to Yukiko.

Conan was spinning around there, looking like he wanted to do something but didn't know if he should do it or not.

"What's the matter, Kid Edogawa?"

After Fu Jiang uttered his voice, Conan was frightened.

"It's really Fujie Gege, don't scare me, just call me Conan."

Conan heaved a sigh of relief, he remembered Ginjiu's sentence "Ah ~ Shinichi, maybe it's time to call you Edogawa kid now?".

This Fujiang Gege is really, either don't call him, or just call him Edogawa kid, it's scary.

"No." Fu Jiang refused to call Conan by his first name, even Hongzi and Chengshi, he called them by their surnames.

"Then why did you call sister Xiaolan's name directly?" Conan was a little puzzled.

Fu Jiang recalled and found the reason.

At that time, it was to rub off on the angel's halo. If you kept calling Miss Maori, Miss Maori, you would distance yourself from the address.

According to his memory statistics, more than 90.00% of the passers-by who called Xiaolan directly by address survived.

So as a passerby at that time, he chose to start with the title.

After all, you can't really sneak under Xiaolan's skirt like the system suggested, can you?
"You are not Lan, you are Conan Edogawa. Of course, if you strongly request, I will call her Miss Mori in the future."

Anyway, the halo has already arrived, so there is no need to call someone Xiao Tiantian.

"That's not enough." Conan didn't intend to destroy Xiaolan's relationship with her friends, but turned the topic to the point.

"Fujiang Gege, who was the aunt who was with you before?"

While speaking, he turned his head to Yukiko's room.

"I thought you would ask, have I found my childhood sweetheart?"

Fu Jiang squinted his eyes. In the past, Conan would not be so direct, he would only insinuate.

"Why is it so troublesome to ask?" Conan spread his hands, "Besides, that aunt is so old, she can't be your childhood sweetheart."

Bang, there was a sound on the box door.

"She's very old?" Fu Jiang raised his brows slightly, motioning for Conan to say a few more words.

As a master of out-of-control expression, his expression this time is still a failure.

"Ah?" Looking at Fu Jiang's furrowed brows, and his frosty and malicious eyes, Conan was a little confused.

Why is Fu Jiang so angry?No way no way?Does Fu Jiang really have anything to do with his mother?
Too bad, I have to remind him vaguely that they are not suitable.

"Yeah, I'm actually not too old." Conan scratched his head and said timidly, "At most, uh, maybe 50 or [-] years old?"

Bang Dang, there was a fierce sound in the box door.

(End of this chapter)