Conan: I'm not really a winery boss

Chapter 402 Tomie: Sorry, Conan

"Transfer to that gentleman, I want to talk to him."

Fu Jiang also responded directly.

There was a rustling noise coming from the microphone, but it disappeared quickly.

"That gentleman is not convenient now. If you need anything, you can tell me, whatever you need."

Rum puts emphasis on the last sentence.

This aggravated tone almost made Fu Jiang propose to transfer all the shares owned by the organization to him.

Fortunately, Fu Jiang held back, he is a temperate person and an insulator of greed.

"I want to know everything about the word 'Labor' and whether the organization has connections in the Vatican."

Immediately after Fu Jiang finished speaking, he added, "I still want to know all the clues about the weapons that are specially used against devils."

Fu Jiang's first request made Lang Mu face full of question marks, the second request made Lang Mu unable to turn his head, and the third request shocked Lang Mu even more.

Or, let the gentleman talk to you in person?
Rum still has a lot of power. Even if Fu Jiang said he wanted the life of the director of the Metropolitan Police Department, he could arrange for it.

But what Fu Jiang asked for, he really couldn't touch wow.

"I'll ask that gentleman later, and I'll give you an answer tomorrow."

Rum was silent for two seconds, "Is there anything else?"

"Can you transfer all the shares owned by the organization to me?" Fu Jiang tentatively proposed.

Sorry, I can't help it.

Beep beep.
The phone hangs up.

"Whatever I need?" Fu Jiang snorted.

Rum talked better than he sang, only to disappoint him.

Since Alex is the elder of the organization, the old man who was there when the organization was founded, then part of the ownership of the organization must belong to Alex, right?

Now that Yali is dead, all the property he owned in the organization will be handed over to Fu Jiang. Is this reasonable?

Although he failed to get the inheritance, Fu Jiang didn't think too much about it, but took out the "trust" and took it apart, and oiled it for maintenance.

He's also not sure if "trust" needs maintenance, but it's okay to be careful.

Otherwise, if any part of "Trust" fails, Fu Jiang doesn't know where to replace it.

The sun sets in the west uninterestingly, nothing new at all.

The memorial service is only half an hour away.

Fu Jiang looked at his tuxedo in front of the mirror. He didn't like this kind of overly formal clothing very much.

He only has two tuxedos, one for the main body and one for Wei Young, who likes men's clothing.

When Wei Young didn't have many clothes in her early days, she often wore them on inappropriate occasions.

Fu Jiang patted the skirt casually, not paying much attention to the solemnity of his dress.

He didn't wear a bow tie, and the inside of the tuxedo was also the black turtleneck sweater he often wore when he lived in Hongzi's house.

Normally, it wasn't a polite thing to do, but it was polite enough for him to put on a tuxedo he didn't like, and it would be a bit too much for him to add a white lining he didn't like.

What's more, his reputation in the upper class is not good, so there is no need to care about it.

Before leaving, Fu Jiang casually took off the gold trim of the mirror, which was pure gold, and he could tell it apart.

If you have to live in a luxury room due to your status, you must find a way to make up for some losses.

After going out, he happened to meet Belmode who lived in the next room.

"Miss Wynyard." Fu Jiang nodded politely and greeted.

"What a coincidence, Mr. Tomie." Belmode's eyes wandered for a while.

This is the first time they met since Fu Jiang threw her into the lounge of the experimental base last time.

After she was drunk last time, she did create a lot of embarrassment, so that she was not very willing to meet Fu Jiang without preparation.

But Fu Jiang obviously doesn't care about this, he doesn't care if others are embarrassed or not, as long as he is not embarrassed, it's fine.

The two didn't communicate much, after all, in the public's perception, they were just strangers who had met a few times.

After arriving at the venue, Fu Jiang glanced at the people present at the memorial service.

As expected of a famous director's memorial service, the people who came were all people whose names he couldn't remember but whose identities he remembered.

This is rare, because Fu Jiang doesn't remember ordinary people, and these human beings are equivalent to the dead people that Qin Jiu remembers.

Fu Jiang, who walked around in the memorial service, frowned, forced a staff member in, and said coldly:
"Why is the food not served yet?"

The waiter took a step back in shock, and wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief, "Mr. Tomie, please wait a moment. In order to allow you to eat warm dishes later, the serving time is accurately calculated."

"Thank you for your hard work." After Fu Jiang replied habitually, he walked to a round table and waited.

A long-haired man wearing purple gold-rimmed glasses walked over with a cigarette between his hands.

"The dishes are always more delicious after waiting. I heard that Kubado Hotel has a new chef who is famous in the gourmet world."

While speaking, he took out the cigarette case and handed it to Fu Jiang.

Fu Jiang took out a cigarette and lit it with a lighter. He did not refuse the long-haired man's accusation. If I remember correctly, this is a music producer.

"Fu Jiang Hehuan, the director of the hospital."

"Tarumi Naoya, music producer." Tarumi reached out and shook Tomie.

He glanced at Fu Jiang's lighter, "Dunhill, the British Duke's limited edition in 82, Mr. Fu Jiang is really a man of taste."

"Is it expensive?" Fu Jiang glanced at the oil-burning lighter in his hand.

It was a gift from Gin, and he really didn't know the value.

"It was only manufactured in the UK, and the total number does not exceed 24, so it is naturally valuable." The corner of Tarumi's mouth twitched slightly.

how?You didn't buy this lighter, but you snatched it?
The leader of the violent club lives up to his reputation. If he hadn't got a business to do, Tarumi would have found an excuse to run away.

Fu Jiang put the lighter in his pocket. It seems that this lighter will be put into the inventory in the future.

This guy, Gin, actually said that he never buys luxury goods. Why, this is still snatched from the assassination target?
It seems that there is such a possibility.

Then you can't return the gin, because it doesn't belong to gin in the first place.

As a good man who abides by the law, Fu Jiang intends to return it to the original owner.

Seeing that Tomie had no desire to talk to him, Tarumi was a little puzzled, and asked for confirmation:

"The Black Crow Band, it should be formed by the entertainment company of the Masuyama Foundation, right?"

It is impossible for a female lead singer with silver hair and red pupils to sell beauty products for no reason.

Considering that the Black Crow Band has not been famous for a short time, the Masuyama Foundation must be the closest collaborator with the Black Crow Band at present.

"I'm not responsible for these things." Fu Jiang explained in a cold voice, then raised his hand slightly.

Taru saw suddenly, took out his business card and handed it to Fu Jiang, then turned and left without disturbing.

Tomie retracted his gaze and continued to look directly at the direction of the door. The target Shigehiko Tunkou had already arrived.

At this moment, the well-dressed congressman was surrounded by several reporters, who kept asking questions.

"Is it true that you accepted bribes from violent associations? What do you have to refute?"

"There are rumors that you not only smoked D, but also hired some people for human trafficking. Is it true?"

"According to the confession of the prison inmates, you have a copper smelting addiction and often prey on minors. What do you think?"

Tunkou Shigehiko waved his hand with a strong smile, "This is all a competitor's slander, and someone will come to clarify it soon."

When Tunkou Shigehiko spoke, his two eyeballs scanned the guests back and forth uneasily.

That organization has already said that it will send someone to solve this troublesome matter for him.

And what he needs to pay is to hand over the black information he has collected about his colleagues to the organization.

The venue for the transaction is this memorial meeting.

Just as Fu Jiang was looking at Shigehiko Tunkou, two small figures came into his sight.

Wait, is that Conan and Haibara?How can this be?

Hasn't the flapping of his butterfly wings changed enough?Where did Conan have the courage to die?The same goes for Hui Yuan, isn't she afraid?

……

"Didn't I say it? As long as I come by myself, what are you doing?"

Haibara frowned, looking at Conan puzzled.

She didn't want Conan to come, or it wouldn't make sense for her to venture into the venue.

During the eavesdropping, Conan and Haibara learned that the member code-named Pisco was not suitable for performing tasks because of his age, so it was another member with a high social status who carried out the assassination.

Although Conan was at a loss, Haibara already had a guess.

A killer with high social status and trusted by Qin Jiu, isn't this Fu Jiang?
If Conan came to the scene and saw Fu Jiang, and even deduced that he was a member of the organization, it would be difficult.

That's why Huiyuan proposed to come here alone. If Fu Jiang was indeed present, then she would show that she didn't find anything abnormal.

If Fu Jiang is not there, then she will find a few suspicious targets based on the atmosphere of the organization, and then hand it over to Conan for analysis.

But she didn't expect that Conan insisted on following, which directly disrupted her plan.

At this time, Conan had no idea that Haibara was half a boy, and only thought that Haibara was worried about him.

"Stupid, how can I let you take risks for me, while I wait in the car to reap the benefits of the fisherman."

Tomie's ears moved slightly, picking up the whispers of Conan and Haibara.

Conan, I'm sorry, it was my mistake, I didn't scare you enough.

But don't worry, I'll fix that mistake in a second.

(End of this chapter)