Conan: I'm teasing Conan in Mingke

"This way, I will get more inheritance." Taichi Fuzawa lowered his head in shame: "All this is for the sake of continuing my favorite novel work...

But I didn't expect that after all this time, I ended up writing a bad detective novel.

I didn’t expect there would be a power outage here yesterday…”

"I've often heard people say that facts are sometimes stranger than fiction. Maybe I just don't have the talent to be a novelist..."

After saying the last sentence, Taichi Tomizawa was handcuffed by Officer Yokomizo and taken out of the room.

Before leaving, Tozawa Taichi looked at Kurokawa Keizawa deeply and said, "It seems that you win this time too."

……

"Hey, Kurokawa brother." In the return car, Conan looked curiously at Kurokawa Keisawa who was sitting in the passenger seat.

"What did Uncle Taichi mean by 'It seems you win this time too'?"

"Conan!" Smiley quickly covered Conan's mouth: "This is very rude!"

"It's okay, Xiaolan." Kurokawa Keizawa smiled and said he didn't care: "It's probably because of the matter of the Shijing Group that my purpose of inheriting the company has been questioned."

"question?"

Kurokawa Keizawa nodded: “Maybe they all think now that I will make the Kurokawa Group an economic dictatorship like the UK.

The Shijing Group was merged into the Kurokawa Group, and now the Tozawa Group will soon fall into an economic crisis because of the loss of its chairman.”

Conan understood.

"And you, Brother Kurokawa, were present during these two group crises. It's hard not to suspect that you, Brother Kurokawa, were the one who secretly did something."

"Yes." Kurokawa Keizawa nodded: "If you insist, this can all be considered a coincidence...

The Montenegro consortium was established by a friend of mine, and I was just his partner and funder.

After that, as a photographer, I traveled around the world to appreciate the cultural landscapes of various places. It was only later when he mentioned this to me that I learned that Montenegro was growing bigger and bigger and had become a top-notch chaebol. "

"How amazing..." Sonoko couldn't help but sigh.

"But Kurokawa brother is so unfair. The truth is obviously not what they think..." Xiaolan curled her lips and stood up for Kurokawa Keizawa.

"It's okay, Xiaolan," Kurokawa Keizawa smiled, "People always believe what they see, but sometimes, the scene in front of them does not represent the whole truth.

In this age of information overload, many people are accustomed to judging things based on their perspective, simply equating appearance with fact.

We are always easily confused by the pictures in front of us and ignore the complexity behind them. In life, understanding, sympathy and tolerance become particularly important.

Everyone has his or her own story, and there may be unknown truths hidden behind every appearance.

So, let us trust what we see, while also trying to explore what is yet to be seen.

Because some truths can only be revealed after a deep understanding. Right, Conan?"

After hearing these words, Conan nodded vigorously, with admiration in his eyes.

I didn't expect that Kurokawa Keisawa is even more insightful than him!

Xiaolan and Sonoko also nodded, and their meridians felt as if some acupoints had been pressed.

……

Kurokawa Keizawa, who had just finished dealing with the company's government affairs, was driving while paying attention to the surrounding shops and accidentally discovered a shop with extremely strange decoration.

There is no sign on the store, only an iron door, and the walls around the iron door are covered with many ghost-like statues.

Driven by curiosity and an inexplicable impulse, Keisawa Kurokawa parked the car on the side of the road and walked in.

Not only is the store's entrance oddly decorated, but the interior is also extremely drab and eerie.

It looks like a pub. After entering the door, on the right is the bar where the bartender is, and opposite the bar there are only four small booths.

There was no customer in the store except a red-haired woman sitting at the bar, and what surprised Kurokawa Keizawa was that the red-haired woman was actually Koizumi Akako.

She was chatting casually with the bartender standing behind the bar.

Kurokawa Keisawa walked over and sat next to her, and Koizumi Akako noticed that he looked at Kurokawa Keisawa.

"I never thought that there would still be descendants of vampires in this world." Koizumi Hongzi was obviously surprised when she saw her.

Then he came over curiously and asked, "Didn't vampires die out in that war a thousand years ago? Are you an orphan left behind by that war?"

"An orphan?" He blinked his eyes and smiled mysteriously, "No."

Koizumi Akako saw through her vampire physique with just one glance at him. Although the angles of understanding were a little different, this proved that Koizumi Akako was indeed very powerful.

The more times were like this, the less likely he would tell everything. Although he was indeed curious about the vampire race, he didn't want to be belittled.

"Hey? You're not a vampire." Koizumi Hongzi was quite confident in her ability to judge. The aura of the person in front of her was indeed a vampire...

Moreover, the original vampire had blood-colored pupils, so it was obvious that he was the descendant of a vampire...

However, she herself had never seen a real vampire, so she couldn't quite tell what was going on.

"Since you have seen through my identity, let me guess you." Kurokawa Keizawa put away his usual gentle aura and exuded a little bit of dangerous murderous intent.

He took the wine glass handed to him by the bartender and said slowly: "Koizumi Hongzi, the only descendant of the Red Demon Clan."

"Correct." Koizumi Hongzi spread her hands and smiled again: "But is this a difficult thing for a vampire like you to guess?"

"Tears of the Red Witch." Kurokawa Keizawa didn't look at Koizumi Hongzi, but gently turned his wrist to shake the liquid in the cup.

The sticky liquid inside has a familiar rusty smell and aroma...

It can't be blood, right?

It smells so good, and looks like it’s delicious.

"How do you know this?" Koizumi Hongzi frowned and became alert.

The fact that the Red Demon Clan would lose their magic power if they shed tears was known only to the people of the Red Demon Clan, and it had never been publicized to the outside world.

How did this vampire in front of me know this?

Did the vampire race really become extinct thousands of years ago?

Recalling the records about vampires in the history books left by her ancestors, Koizumi Hongzi's eyes darkened.

As the supreme rulers of the hegemonic power, the blood clan was of course very powerful, but the reason for their demise according to records is very ridiculous.

She really didn't believe at all the ridiculous things like there was an unparalleled bloody battle between vampires and humans thousands of years ago, in which both sides were defeated and wiped out.

She was more inclined to believe that the vampires had completely defeated the human race back then, and then pretended to be defeated and lived in seclusion, planning to take over the entire world in the future.

Could it be that the person in front of me is the first shot fired by the vampires in their attempt to take over the world?