Conan: I'm not really a winery boss

Chapter 417

Looking at the year again, it was the same year that Nancy told Alex the real name of 'Mr. Labor'.

Probably Nancy used this to negotiate with Alex and let Alex deal with the devil.

This is much more reasonable. Fu Jiang originally wondered why Yali would take such pains to deal with such a troublesome and dangerous role as Gong Gong.

It turned out that it was for money, and that was fine.

Is this really your own cheap grandpa?Why does it feel closer than his own grandfather, although Fu Jiang has never seen his own grandfather in his previous life.

However, Fu Jiang discovered a new problem, that is, because Nancy's improved information was incomplete, Alex suffered a loss.

The two seemed to have a quarrel because of this. After Alex enslaved Duke Labor, he also said that he would kick Nancy off and join forces with Duke Labor.

The money of the capitalists is not available.
Fu Jiang turned to the next page of the album.

Well-dressed Alex was holding a stack of receipts in his hand, with his legs resting on the desk. On the other side of the desk was Nancy, who was sitting there counting money.

"In 1932, I teamed up with Nancy to rob the capitalist's property. Happy, Nancy, you are the best, my love!"

Labor fairness is miserable.

But what is even worse is that it should be a capitalist, because Fu Jiang saw a photo of Alex and the Queen on the next page of the album.

The slogan below said that he paid back the cannon money.

Considering that this happened in the same year as the murder of the capitalist, Fu Jiang probably guessed how Alex paid back the money.

It is not enough to use the name of the capitalist to borrow money, and it is not enough to defraud all the money, and even the credit value must be squeezed dry.

What is it called? "Vampire" finally sucked blood?

Compared with Fu Jiang, Alex seems to be purer, more dangerous and evil.

But well done, the capitalists of that era were demons who didn't even bother to cover up.

The album was getting further and further back, and Fu Jiang saw the pictures of Gui Di when he was a child, and then saw the pictures of himself when he was a child.

There are also a lot of photos of gin, from the point of view, all of them are candid shots.

I don't know how Alex concealed the flash of the camera in that era.

"Qin Jiu, the reason why you go to school is because there are many books in the study that you can't understand?" Fu Jiang who was flipping through the photo album suddenly asked.

"How do you know?" Qin Jiu was startled for a moment, then glanced at the photo album in Fu Jiang's hand, "Tsk, I don't know what's memorable about this."

"Yes." Fu Jiang closed the photo album and put it in the inventory.

The corner of Qin Jiu's mouth drooped. Damn it, he wanted to take a look at the contents after Fu Jiang fell asleep.

"It's almost 22 o'clock." Fu Jiang sat on the bed and shook his hand at Qin Jiu like chasing a puppy, "I'm going to rest."

Throw it away?

Gin swiftly walked towards the door, driving the cold wind, and stopped at the threshold.

"I wish you a sleepless night."

The moderately thick obsidian door was closed without making too much friction.

There should be something like a cloth under the door panel that can reduce friction.

The corner of Fu Jiang's mouth slightly changed into an inconspicuous arc, and he pressed the mattress and quilt with his palm, and sneered.

Stupid gin, who made the bed because he had nothing to do, but became someone else's wedding dress.

As the legal heir of the annex, Fu Jiang certainly has the right to sleep in the master bedroom. How could he live in a guest room that has not yet been made up with bedding?
Even if it's just a bed-making labor force, it's good to be able to come for free, because things that go for free are always the most delicious.

Who can refuse the temptation of whoring for nothing?
……

At midnight, Fu Jiang stared straight at the chandelier on the ceiling with his dark eyes without a trace of luster, and seemed to have fallen asleep.

Until his straight eyeballs rolled.

He turned over and sat up, threw the quilt aside, put his head on the quilt, and put his feet on the bedside table.

Half an hour later, he sat up again with a very gloomy face.

"Oops, the water and soil are not acclimatized."

He was used to living in a small villa with a basement of nearly [-] square meters removed, and the upper and lower floors added up to only [-] square meters, so he couldn't adapt to such a huge annex.

This annex doesn't match his worth. Fu Jiang is just an ordinary office worker who owns a first-class hospital, a listed company, a non-listed company and a famous bar.

The huge annex made of obsidian, as well as a forest and a beach, this land tax is probably too heavy for Fu Jiang.

Whenever he tried to empty his mind, the calculation of how much tax he would bear to inherit the land would squeeze into the blanks.

And the calculated amount made him a little scared.

Now the money should be handed over by that gentleman, if the land is inherited by him
Then his career development speed may be dragged down for several years, or several months, which is the case under this Kexue timeline.

But if there is another accident
Fu Jiang can no longer imagine the loss he will suffer.

This is not as simple as simple addition and subtraction, it is a matter that affects the whole body.

Fu Jiang's body rolled back and forth on the bed along with his brain, and he fell to the ground.

Feeling the cold and freezing ground, it's good, I don't feel sleepy at all now.

Fu Jiang got up and put on his shirt, trousers and coat, picked up the short top hat placed next to the pillow and put it on his head to cover the raised hair.

He is going to go for a walk.

Half an hour later, he wobbled to the deserted beach.

Why did Alex choose such a piece of land far away from the city as his residence?
Probably, you can enjoy the pastoral life with his first loves and only true loves who are all over the world and have multiple identities.

Occasionally, I can relax and go to the beach to sunbathe. In broad daylight, I wear a swimsuit that is no different from underwear but can be worn outside, and run on the beach shamelessly.

What a damn face!
Fu Jiang doesn't need forests and beaches at all, all he needs is the annex!

Alex's cheap grandfather made it more difficult for him.

Opposite Fu Jiang, the silver-haired man wearing a half-top hat happened to have finished his walk and was about to return.

"Didn't you rest?" Qin Jiu narrowed his eyes.

Grabar secretly ran to the beach in the middle of the night, what was he trying to do that was shady?
"Can't sleep, take a walk." Fu Jiang lowered his head slightly while pressing his short top hat, pretending to be deep.

It's as if he's stumped by something vital to the survival of humanity.

But Qin Jiu didn't care about Fu Jiang's performance at all. Instead, he grinned at the corner of his mouth and said with a malicious smile: "Can't sleep? This makes me very happy."

The blood vessels in Fu Jiang's forehead swelled, "Does the misfortune of others just make you happy?"

"Others' misfortune has nothing to do with me, but your misfortune itself is my luck."

Gin moved his stiff neck left and right, "The sun is out, I should go back and rest."

Although the sunrise has not yet been seen, the sun has already shone on the sea surface, and there are patches of light spots on the sea surface.

Although it is not enough to sleep for four hours from now until six o'clock, Gin's four hours of sleep every day is often incoherent.

That is often composed of plural tens of minutes and several tens of minutes.

"You go back, I still want to stay and relax in the sea."

Fu Jiang threw the mermaid scales in his hand and walked straight to the water.

Qin Jiu stopped in his leaving footsteps, turned his head and said, "Once a person does good deeds, he will be rewarded by heaven."

Qin Jiu's endless words made Fu Jiang turn his head in doubt.

Gin continued: "You said that as long as you have that scale, even ordinary people can cast magic through spells."

"Beggar." Fu Jiang said in a voice that was low enough to be heard by gin, and stretched out his palm with the mermaid scales on it, "Come on, get it."

Qin Jiu walked towards Fu Jiang without hesitation, and took the scale from his palm.

For Gin, face is just to ensure dignity, not out of useless self-esteem.

For Grabar, who is not afraid of him, face is meaningless, and it is even less worth mentioning compared with the substantial benefits.

He is not eating "waste food", but "bringing doctrine".

After watching Gin take away the mermaid scales, Fu Jiang raised his eyebrows, "Do you really think that is the complicated version of the phrase 'good people are rewarded'?"

"I don't believe it, but that's what Alex often said, so there must be some reason." Gin rubbed his fingers to feel the touch of the scales.

"Alex's words? No wonder, I have to say that you have learned the essence." Fu Jiang pouted.

People who say such things to others are either kind-hearted people who often do good things, or they are evil people.

It is the same reason that people who kidnap others with morality often have no morals at all.

Considering the purpose and timing of Gin's speech, Gin's use of this sentence should be in line with the original intention of Alex to make up this sentence.

That is to tactfully remind others to do good things to him.

Fu Jiang judges others by himself, and believes that there is a second purpose in saying this sentence.

Putting this sentence on the lips, others will have a feeling that he has a good heart, so it becomes easier to surrender their trust and then be deceived.

This is the same reason that Fu Jiang occasionally boasted about gin with his colleagues behind his back. They all used the projection effect of psychology to show a certain characteristic that he wanted to be discovered.

After teaching the spell to Gin, Gin held the scales and tried several times.

The weird pronunciation made him feel like his tongue was tangled together.

However, after repeated attempts, Gin finally succeeded in casting the "Water Avoidance Curse".

Gin walked in the direction of the sun, this time he didn't want the sea to be too dark.

After walking about a few hundred meters, Fu Jiang, who was closely following him, leaned forward slightly, and accelerated around to Qin Jiu.

"Slow down, you didn't mean to throw me out of range, did you?"

Qin Jiu was taken aback, "You should have more than this one scale, right?"

"Would you use ten bombs to destroy a building that can be destroyed by one bomb? Besides, this is a non-renewable resource." Fu Jiang made an analogy for Gin to understand.

Qin Jiu nodded and continued to move forward, but was stopped by Fu Jiang again.

Gin frowned, "The distance between you and me is no more than three meters."

"The minimum effective distance of the Water Avoidance Curse is three meters. I don't know what range you have set." Fu Jiang explained.

"Setting?" Gin looked at the scales in his hand suspiciously, "Can it be set when casting spells?"

Fu Jiang suddenly felt something was wrong.

correct!Gin was different from him. Although he couldn't consume his soul to cast spells, he was used to consuming physical energy to cast spells.

So I'm used to controlling the flow of physical strength when casting spells, and when releasing through the scales, I also subconsciously stop the meaningless release of magic power.

But what about gin?As Ke Xueren who performed this type of operation for the first time, will Qin Jiu restrain his spellcasting casually, or concentrate on doing his best?
"you"

Pululu, Fu Jiang was about to continue talking, but bubbles appeared in his mouth, and the oxygen in his lungs poured out instantly.

Gin's expression changed when he saw the bubbles popping out when he exhaled.

A padded trench coat for winter absorbs water and becomes heavy in no time.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!" was he waving his limbs quickly in the water, and caught the bowler hat that almost floated away in time.

Crap!He can't swim!

Fu Jiang's body began to sink.

Gin, who was trying to swim upstream, suddenly felt his body sink, his ankles seemed to be bound by seaweed.

He lowered his head and looked down as hard as he could. Against the dark background of the deep sea, Fu Jiang, whose hair was loose and dancing in the water, grabbed his ankle like a ferocious water ghost.

Dragging him down slowly.

Looking at the sea level that was getting farther and farther away, Qin Jiu knew that he had been fooled, he had been fooled.

Magic can't be trusted, and, moreover, it's useless!
Technology is the primary productive force, but under the lure of Grabar, he is down-to-earth, but carelessly enters the ocean where he cannot fully protect himself.

(End of this chapter)