Conan: I'm not really a winery boss

Chapter 44 The Clown
This is a very troublesome task, not only to ensure that the target is killed, to magnify the scene, but not to expose himself, but also to pay attention to Conan's psychological problems.

Thinking about it in a simple way, in fact, it is still the most safe and convenient way to kill yourself in the original book to take the blame for Chengshi, and then let Chengshi take the blame and commit suicide in the fire.

But what about the rewards?Reward a scorched corpse?Or simply send him a soul?
This doesn't seem to work, the scorched corpse can't be used, and the soul can't be seen by him, which is equivalent to giving up half of the rewards to compromise with difficult choices.

If you compromise on a single task, how dare you pursue a peaceful and beautiful life?
Fu Jiang suddenly sat up from the sofa, picked up the short hat and put it on his head, pressing down the messy hair.

He has an idea.

……

In the morning, the passenger ship to Moonying Island.

Fu Jiang leaned on the railing, turned half of his body back, and looked at the overturned sea and white clouds.

A pair of azure eyes reflected the rolling sea.

In order to complete this task, he changed his appearance and reduced his height as much as possible to become a "dwarf" close to 1.9 meters.

His eyes were clear and bright, and his handsome sunny face made him look like a big boy with a hearty personality.

Of course, others couldn't see his face, because his face was covered with clown paint, which was reimbursed by gin.

Aso is honest, this is the name he will use in this mission.

"I'm an excellent actor." He flipped his wrist, and a mirror appeared in his palm to reflect his current appearance.

He is an Avenger.

His poor father Keiji Aso is a famous grand pianist. At the same time, for the medical expenses of his seriously ill son, he is also a criminal who transports DP for the gang on the island.

And one day, Aso Keiji decided to stop this unforgivable activity, but was murdered by his accomplice.

Together with his wife and daughter, they were burned to the ground.

His son, who was in poor health, was treated in a large hospital in Tokyo and escaped unharmed.

Now, Makoto Aso, who learned the truth about his father's death, came for revenge.

Today, as a murderer, he came to deal with those murderers who escaped the law.

Humming the tune, Fu Jiang casually threw the mirror into the sea.

Leaning forward, he left the railing and walked to the other side of the boat.

He saw Conan the God of Death, as well as Mori Ran and Mori Kogoro who were traveling with him.

"Hey!" Fu Jiang tried his best to show a big smile, "Want to watch a magic show?"

do not be afraid!As long as I am not embarrassed, it is someone else who is embarrassed!

It doesn't matter!With the double disguise of oil paint and disguise, I will never die here!

Thinking so, Fu Jiang approached the three of them step by step.

The corner of Conan's mouth twitched. Hey, what the hell are you doing? I had to go to Moon Shadow Island due to an unknown commission, and I met this obviously abnormal weirdo on the boat.

"Uh, hello." Xiaolan greeted with a smile, "Are you the crew on the ship?"

"No, no, no~~" Fu Jiang shook his finger, "I am a tourist to Moon Shadow Island just like you."

He took the initiative to hold Xiaolan's hand and shook it, "You can call me Shakou~Honest."

It's over, embarrassing cancer, it's over, hold on, me!

It's all for missions!For rewards!

The scene is so big, and the identity is not revealed, but also to bear the crime, and to change Conan's mind, so it is more convenient to use the identity of a clown!

"Ah hello."

Reaper and his party also greeted Fu Jiang and introduced their identities.

"Oh, you are the famous detective, Mori Kogoro." Fu Jiang showed the look of astonishment that murderers often show when they hear the name of a famous detective.

"Looks like I'm really unlucky."

"Ah? What's the matter?" Maori was puzzled.

"It is said that no tricks can fool your eyes." Fu Jiang rolled his eyes, "Want to see my magic tricks?"

"Okay." Xiaolan was very interested in this.

Conan also pretended to be a child, "Yeah! I want to see it too."

At the same time, I complained in my heart, anyway, it was some tricks to deceive children.
The old two-faced man!
"Dangdang~" Fu Jiang flipped his wrist, conjured up a revolver, and then aimed at his left hand, "Bang~"

A huge round hole appeared in the palm of his hand.

At the same time, the smile he evoked froze on his face.

It was as if magic had failed.

"Hey! Are you okay!" Conan's pupils shrank, and he saw through it at a glance that it was not a magic trick at all.

The clown's hand was directly shot with a big hole by the bullet.

"Ah—" Fu Jiang and Xiaolan opened their voices simultaneously.

"My hand, my hand!" Fu Jiang jumped up and down on the deck holding his left hand, "Huh, huh, fly away in pain~"

After blowing two breaths into the palm of his hand, he raised his hand as if the pain was really gone, and looked at the three of them back and forth through the hole.

"Damn it, where did you get a real gun?" Mori Kogoro picked up his phone, "You wait, I'll call the medical staff as soon as I get to the island, Lan! You go to the boat and ask someone for something to stop the bleeding. "

"Hehehe." Laughing a few times, Fu Jiang turned around and ran away regardless of everyone's reaction.

The galloping figure quickly disappeared from everyone's sight.

Several people searched back and forth on the boat for several times, but they did not find Fu Jiang again. It was not until they got off the boat that Fu Jiang appeared again.

"That, Mr. Shakou, you."

Fu Jiang raised his intact left hand to look at the three of them, and finally fixed his gaze on Mao Lilan.

"Miss Maori, loss brings pain. May the void in your heart, like my left hand, be filled as soon as possible."

After finishing speaking, Fu Jiang ignored the astonished eyes of everyone, lifted the suitcase to his shoulder, and strode off the boat.

As expected of me, even though I'm disguised as a clown, I'm still a kind person who never forgets chicken soup.

How can such a pure me live a peaceful and beautiful life?

……

After getting off the boat, Fu Jiang wore weird makeup and found out the location of the clinic from passers-by looking at the madman.

There is only one clinic in the entire Moonying Island, um, probably before Chengshi came, they had to go out of the island by boat every time they saw a doctor, right?
After looking at the signboard to confirm that he was in the right place, Fu Jiang strode forward and pushed the door open.

"Doctor Asai? Are you there?"

Makoto Asai, who was treating an elementary school student, looked back, "Wait a minute, I'll be right away?"

As soon as he turned his head back, he realized that something was wrong, and quickly turned his head again.

A clown in a suit looked at him with a smile on his face.

"Wow, it's a clown!" The elementary school student clapped his hands happily, "Is there going to be a circus on Moonying Island?"

This fresh but somewhat secluded island has always lacked many recreational activities.

Especially in this era of underdeveloped information, not every household has a computer.

"Circus? No." Fu Jiang gently touched the elementary school student's head, "I'm a magician from Gotham City, and I came to Moon Shadow Island this time to find the kind Death."

"Magic? Then I want to watch a magic show!" the child shouted happily.

With the help of the system, Fu Jiang randomly changed a few magic tricks for him to see, "If you still want to watch magic tricks, you should take medicine to restore your health?"

"Okay—" After the child finished taking the medicine, he turned around and waved his hand at the door, "Goodbye, Sister Chengshi, Uncle Clown."

"Kenta, take a good rest when you get home, and pay attention to sleep." Cheng Shi also smiled and waved his hands, then turned to look at Fu Jiang.

He has a tall and straight figure, sharp eyes, and speaks in a full-bodied manner, not as if he is infected with a disease.

"Excuse me, what's the matter with you?"

"I" Fu Jiang's mouth was calm, and he habitually wanted to press the top hat, but he couldn't, so he could only push the black-rimmed glasses.

"I'm a killer, and I'm here for some undead that hasn't dissipated, but please don't get me wrong, I have no intention of fencing with you, of course, if you really want to."

Fu Jiang stroked his chest and saluted, "Then I can only painfully refuse."

　Thank you for the 100 starting coins rewarded by Disney's fledgling lsp

　　
　
(End of this chapter)