Conan: I'm not really a winery boss

Chapter 83 Good friends, back to back

Xiaolan's face turned red visible to the naked eye, "Isn't this appropriate? Men and women can't kiss each other."

"Aren't we friends?" Fu Jiang pushed Xiaolan back step by step, "Isn't it normal for friends to sleep together? Have you ever slept with Miss Suzuki?"

The redness on Xiaolan's face gradually faded, thinking about it carefully, what Fu Jiang said really seemed to make sense.

Sure enough, I still have some misconceptions, but there still seems to be something wrong.

"But between men and women."

"I don't have that kind of affection for you." Fu Jiang's eyes contained misunderstood disappointment, "I'm just worried about my friends."

He pressed his top hat, "If Mr. Kudo knew, he would definitely agree. He is more worried about you than I am."

You fart, I don't agree!Conan almost jumped up and hit him on the knee.

"Fujiang Gege, if your missing childhood sweetheart sleeps with a male friend because of danger, will you agree?"

Conan asked sinisterly.

If it was an ordinary person, he might have been questioned, but what he was facing was Fu Jiang who had abandoned all normal emotions and brain circuits.

"Of course." Fu Jiang nodded heavily.

"If the other party is in danger, but only cares about yourself, it can only show that you don't care about the other party at all."

Seeing that Xiaolan was surrounded by him, Fu Jiang launched the final blow.

"I once swore a poisonous oath for my dear friend Kurosawa that there will never be any love between men and women."

"I misunderstood you, I'm sorry, Fu Jiang." Xiaolan opened the door.

Conan almost had a cerebral hemorrhage, so be sober, Lan Niejiang!His words are full of flaws!

Just for that poisonous oath, what kind of circumstances did Kurosawa die under so that Fu Jiang could make such a weird and outrageous poisonous oath?

"However." Xiaolan smiled, "You should sleep on the same bed as Conan, don't worry about me, the important thing is to protect Conan."

After she finished speaking, she looked at Conan, "Sleep with your brother Fu Jiang, okay?"

"Okay!" Conan hugged Fu Jiang's leg, and looked at Fu Jiang proudly.

Can't think of it?Your plan has failed!

Fu Jiang's expression didn't change, and he dragged Conan on his legs and walked into the room.

Since it is impossible to install a window in the room, let's raise the roof.

The word failure is not in his dictionary.

From the moment he was invited to sleep in this room, he had succeeded.

Accidentally rolling on the floor while sleepwalking, and then crawling into the wrong bed while half asleep, is a very reasonable thing, isn't it?

After washing, Fu Jiang returned to the room, but Xiaolan and Conan did not bring toiletries because they were not prepared to stay overnight.

The room was very empty, except for two single beds separated by bedside tables, there was only one dresser.

On the opposite side of the door is a floor-to-ceiling window, which is very convenient for criminals to break in.

After chatting casually, Conan lay down on the bed.

Fu Jiang turned on the radio on the bedside table, seeing Xiaolan and Conan showing doubts, he explained:

"You guys are worried about the Bandage Monster, so why don't you divert your attention, it will help you sleep better."

In this regard, Conan and Xiaolan did not express any objection, especially Xiaolan, if she was not worried about revealing her timidity, she would agree with it.

There was a beeping sound from the old radio.

"Here is Late Night Radio. It is broadcast for you today. It is a warm story about friendship, "Best Friends Back to Back."

"A warm story?" Xiaolan blinked, "That's very good."

"I think so too." Fu Jiang's long and narrow eyes were slightly curved.

He knows the story.

The voice on the radio continued:
Lanzi and Fuzi are very good friends, not only living in the same dormitory bunk beds, but also inseparable in daily life.

One day, Fuzi went out to buy things, but he didn't come back very late.

Time gradually passed, and soon it was early morning. In the dark dormitory, Lanzi huddled under the quilt very restlessly and hid for the night.

In the early morning of the next day, Fuzi still didn't come back. She never stayed out at night.

Lanzi began to worry, afraid that something happened to Fuzi.

In the dark night again, Lanzi, who was huddled under the quilt, suddenly heard Fuzi's laughter, "Good friends, back to back."

Lanzi got out of bed in surprise, but she didn't see Fuzi's figure, and the bedroom was as dark as ever.

In this way, for several days in a row, Lanzi would hear Fuzi's laughter at night.

"Good friends, back to back."

Lanzi heard this voice again, and the cold wind swept over. As if she had expected something, she picked up the flashlight and shone it on the bottom of her bed.

Fuzi, whose face was covered in blood, was nailed to the bottom of the bed, and his jet-black eyes seemed to protrude from their sockets.

Lanzi screamed, and at this moment, Fuzi's rotten mouth was slowly torn open.

"Good friends, back to back."

Crack, the radio was punched through.

"How warm is this?" Xiaolan withdrew her trembling hand, and pulled the radio that had been killed by her own instinct from her wrist.

"Even after death, Fuzi will be inseparable from Lanzi, isn't that warm enough?"

Fu Jiang squinted at Xiaolan, as if dissatisfied with her dissatisfaction.

The corner of Conan's mouth twitched, "Is this really a ghost story?"

"It happened for real." Fu Jiang looked at Xiao Lan seriously, "Even if I die, I will protect you secretly like Fu Zi in the story. I swear in Fu Jiang's name."

"No need." Xiaolan broke out in a cold sweat.

Fuzi, Lanzi, I think these two names are very suggestive.

"Okay, let's go to bed." Xiaolan forced a smile, "I'm a little sleepy."

She changed the subject abruptly.

"Alright." Fu Jiang nodded, watching Conan quickly lying on the bed.

Conan sleeps on the right side of the bed without a sense of security, which becomes the second barrier between Fu Jiang and Xiaolan besides the bedside table.

"Sleep with peace of mind, Edogawa." Fu Jiang put his glasses back into the windbreaker he took off, and put the low top hat on the bedside table.

He lay down very quickly, and he pressed his arms with his arms the moment Daimao rose up, lying on the bed in an uncomfortable sleeping position.

"Well, you should go to sleep too, brother Fu Jiang."

Conan's bespectacled eyes were bigger than the corpse.

How can he sleep?Not because of ghost stories, but because of worrying about what if Fu Jiang attacked Xiaolan at night?
As for the Bandage Man?That's a fart, the important thing is Fu Jiang, Fu Jiang.

Ignoring Conan's vigilance, Tomie closed his eyes with peace of mind.

His vigilance has always been very strong, and it is difficult for anyone except Ke Xueren to approach him without him noticing.

What's more, when he was in the forest, he had already located the man in the bandage with black tracking.

As long as the other party enters this room, he will definitely find out.

The night gradually fell silent, and under Fu Jiang's steady breathing, Xiaolan turned back and forth restlessly.

Finally, she turned her head around, leaned forward slightly, and said in a very small voice:
"Conan, Conan, are you asleep?"

"Didn't sleep, what's wrong Miss Xiaolan?" Conan turned his head with a creak, staring at Xiaolan with wide eyes.

After thinking about it for a while, Xiaolan was embarrassed to speak directly, so she found an excuse:

"Conan, can we sleep together? I'm a little cold"

"Cold?" Fu Jiang straightened up from the bed like a zombie.

Conan's face changed drastically, "It has nothing to do with you, it's not your business, don't make trouble."

He hurriedly got out of bed and got into Xiaolan's bed, taking the position that should belong to Fu Jiang.

"I'm going to boil a pot of water to warm you up."

The corner of Fu Jiang's mouth drooped slightly, he changed his course of action and opened the door to leave.

Sure enough, there is no chance if you follow the path of the original book, and it is not an easy task to simply climb into Xiaolan's bed.

Sure enough, this matter still needs to find another way like the original task of joining the winery.

He had an idea.

Time passed little by little, and it had been almost half an hour since Fu Jiang went out.

Xiaolan touched Conan anxiously.

"What's wrong?" Conan opened his eyes.

"Why hasn't Fu Jiang come back for so long?" In the darkness, Xiao Lan's eyes were wide open, trying to grab some more light.

"Maybe it's waiting for the boiling water to warm up." Conan made a reasonable answer based on Tomie's usual brain circuit.

But naively, he didn't understand that if there was no such task, Fu Jiang, who had been hindered many times, would really warm him with boiling water.

"Anyway, nothing will happen to him. If I were the bandage man, I would never attack him."

After speaking, Conan closed his eyes again and continued his reasoning.

Creaking, the wooden door slightly opened a gap.

"Fu Jiang?" Xiaolan sat up straight, but there was nothing but the door opened a crack.

She gulped and woke up Conan beside her.

"Ah? What's wrong?" Conan opened his eyes again.

"The door, you watch the door." Xiaolan pointed to the door with trembling fingers.

Conan sighed deeply, got out of bed and closed the door.

"It must be that Brother Fu Jiang didn't close the door tightly when he left. Don't think so much, go to bed quickly."

Having said that, Conan also frowned.

It was indeed too long for Fu Jiang to leave.

"I'm going to the bathroom, I'll be right back."

After speaking, before Xiaolan could answer, Conan ran out the door quickly.

He didn't close the door, leaving Xiaolan hiding in the room alone, looking outside the dark door and not daring to move.

She took a deep breath and huddled under the quilt, feeling the passage of time.

The bandage man walked into the house step by step with an ax in hand, and looked at Xiao Lan who was sleeping alone, his eyes rolled up.

He walked lightly to the window, took out the props from the cloak, cut a circular hole next to the lock under the window, and then pushed the window open, faking the illusion that he entered from the outside.

"Ke, Conan? Are you back?" Xiaolan moved when she heard the voice, trying to stick her head out of the bed.

A hand reached into her bed and groped, then poked her thigh with the index finger.

Xiaolan breathed a sigh of relief, "Since you're back, let's say something."

"Good friends, back to back."

　Thank you for the rewards for lighting up the sky lanterns, and thanks for the rewards from the Youth League Branch
　　
　
(End of this chapter)