Conan's first love is a profiler

Chapter 120 The Selection Ceremony
"The dean of the third middle school."

A packed envelope was handed to a middle-aged man wearing round glasses.

He opened it suspiciously, and the contents inside made him pale with shock.

I looked around, but luckily no one else was paying attention to me.

"Miss Tang."

Sanzhong Jiulin deliberately lowered his voice, and kindly advised: "It's better for you not to interfere in this matter. The other party is really someone we can't afford to mess with."

Even this meeting was done carefully.

Otherwise, maybe when he returned home again, he would see the dead bodies of his wife and daughter.

"Principal of the Third Middle School, you just need to tell me who is the person who asked you to forge the death certificate."

Sanzhong Jiulin reached out and gently wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"This... really can't be said."

Moreover, there is no way to say.

Fortunately, Qinghai Chuantang did not pursue further.

Instead, he nodded and said he understood, then got up and left the coffee shop.

Looking at the figure of the other party leaving, Sanzhong Jiulin couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He took out his mobile phone and hurriedly called someone with a trembling voice.

"I have done what you asked, please, go and not hurt my wife and daughter"

"Mr. Sanzhong, don't worry, the organization always keeps its word. After this time, you will be arranged to go to other countries and hide your identities from now on, so that she can never find you again."

"I understand, I understand." Sanzhong Jiulin nodded as if he had received an amnesty.

The content of the letter that Qinghai Chuantang handed over to the other party was not a report on the results of the DNA test.

There is only one sentence written on the paper: Someone threatens you.

The behavior of jumping off knowingly the trap cannot be called "following the trick".

Instead, it should be: If you don't enter the tiger's den, how can you get tiger cubs.

On the same day, Mori Kogoro was invited to Fujiwara's house, along with Ran and Conan.

Because he had cracked a case related to the Fujiwara family, Kogoro Mori was invited to be a witness for this son-in-law selection ceremony.

Fujiwara is a form of Japanese nobility that has existed since the Asuka era.

"As expected of the Fujiwara family. Even though it is located in the deep mountains and old forests, the house looks so grand."

Mori Kogoro looked at all this in surprise and wondered.

On the stone wall of the gate, in addition to the proper surname, there is also a pattern of descending vines. This is the family crest of the Fujiwara family.

"You are Mr. Mori, right?"

As the door opened, a dignified and mature-looking woman appeared in everyone's sight.

Beside her was a middle-aged man in a black tuxedo.

"Yes, I am Mori Kogoro."

He showed a mature and stable look, fully displaying what is the charm of a man's 31 flowers.

At the same time, he also introduced his daughter and the little ghost who lived in his home for a long time.

"Hi, I'm Toshio Fujiwara's granddaughter, my name is 'Misaku Chisa'."

She always had a proper smile on her face.

Led by Misaku Chicai, they came to the huge courtyard.

The surrounding vegetation has been neatly repaired, giving people a very harmonious visual enjoyment, which also reflects the meticulous style of the host.

"The Fujiwara family used to be in forestry, right?"

"I didn't expect you to be so clear."

Mori Kogoro smiled triumphantly, "As a famous detective, of course I was fully prepared when I came here."

At this time, five men happened to pass by the path ahead.

The leader was a young man also dressed in a tuxedo.

Behind him, a man in a vest was holding a cage with a chicken in it.

"I'm going to report to the master."

Misaku Chisa nodded, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

After entering the main hall, several people waited on a round table behind.

On the right side of the long table in front, there are four men sitting, all dressed in a refined manner.

When the door was opened, everyone stood up.

A middle-aged man with gray hair and a serious face was pushed by the housekeeper Kura Yoi in a wheelchair and brought himself to the main seat.

"That is my grandfather Toshio Fujiwara, the head of the Fujiwara family."

"Beside him is the only direct granddaughter of the Fujiwara family, Fujiwara Asana. She is my cousin, just like my own sister."

Fujiwara Asana's parents died in a plane accident three years ago.

Therefore, she is the only heir of the Fujiwara family.

Toshio Fujiwara's health is deteriorating, so he wants to marry his granddaughter now.

After Fujiwara Asana sat down, everyone returned to their seats.

"Who caught it?"

"It's me." He was the one who lifted the cage earlier, named Jin Guang Wen Ming.

He is the son of a founder of a pharmaceutical company and a researcher who graduated from the Faculty of Pharmacy.

Toshio Fujiwara looked at the man in the tuxedo and seemed to be asking if he was honest.

"Yes."

"Get ready to celebrate."

Kura Yoi bent slightly, and said very respectfully, "I obey."

Then, he walked over and pushed him out of the hall temporarily.

Xiaolan watched the whole process in a daze, completely unaware of what happened.

Quietly asked Misaku Zhicai next to her, "What's going on here?"

"This is the rule when the Fujiwara family recruits a son-in-law."

When the Fujiwara family recruits a son-in-law from generation to generation, they will call candidates and hold a hunting "time night".Catch Shiye, as a Shiye feast, attaches great importance to it.

Those who catch Shi Ye from generation to generation will become the next head of the family.

"In other words, do you use time and night to decide who to marry?"

Such a hasty decision sounds really unacceptable.

"Of course, it's just a formality now. It's Asana who makes the choice." After speaking, she looked at Fujiwara Asana who was on the long table.

Dressed up, with delicate makeup on her face.

But she lowered her head, her face was full of sorrow, and she didn't like her current situation.

It is like being treated as a commodity and traded.

"The weather is nice today, let's go for a walk in the yard together."

As he said that, regardless of the other party's opinion, he forcibly pulled her up and took Fujiwara Asana to the courtyard outside.

"Qiji is coming too."

When passing by, Fujiwara Asana said so.

"Yes, ma'am."

Four men surrounded her, asking for their opinions about her, like a crowd of stars encircling the moon.

Through the window, they can clearly see what happened.

"Well, don't you want to help?"

"Grandpa said that before Zhao Nai asked for help, he hoped that we could protect her quietly."

"But she's clearly troubled, isn't she?"

Jin Guangwenming's hand rested on Fujiwara Asana's shoulder, she looked a little helpless, lowered her head, like a frightened lamb.

"What a bunch of unqualified people." Misaku Chicai commented.

Xiaolan also has the same feeling, especially the person who catches Shi Ye, who is always forcing the other party.

Half an hour later, everyone gathered in the hall again.

In addition, there was another guest named Qinghai Chuantang.

"Hi everyone, I'm Kogoro Mori."

There was no reaction on the field, and the atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward.

"A detective."

Everyone instantly became awe-inspiring.

After finishing speaking, Mori Kogoro took out the business cards he had prepared from his pocket and distributed them to the people on the long table.

The content of the business card is very simple, but the use of thick gold paper as the material gives people a feeling of blinding local tyrant gold, which is really a bit of a joke.

On the long table, white wine was poured into everyone's wine glasses.

It's like the color of the sunset suddenly appeared on the lake, which looks a little dazzling.

The food has been prepared, grilled and plated carefully, and brought to Toshio Fujiwara like a work of art.

Unusual, there was a smile on his face.

She clapped her hands and said, "Come on, let's toast to celebrate."

It feels like "The Tale of Bamboo Tori",
The night banquet was like the plot where the suitors who were forced into a difficult situation by Kaguya Hime grabbed tributes and presented them.

"What's that?" Xiaolan asked curiously.

A scarlet liquid was poured into the exquisite silver cup.

Misaku Chicai explained: "It is customary for the husband-in-waiting to drink the night blood, which means inheriting the blood of the Fujiwara family."

"Huh, it seems that only Mr. Jin Guang's cup is made of ceramics?"

"Yes. Only those who catch the night will use ceramic cups."

All four men stood up, holding cups containing Shi Ye's blood in their hands.

Under Toshio Fujiwara's toast gesture, everyone drank the Tokiya blood in the cup.

Fujiwara Asana sat on the seat with her head lowered, like an exquisite doll at the mercy of others.

After Toshio Fujiwara took the lead in applauding, several people also applauded one after another.

At this time, Jin Guangwen Ming's body suddenly twitched a few times, and then he was knocked onto the side cabinet.

A mouthful of blood sprayed on the ground, and then fell to the ground along with the cup.

"Call an ambulance!"

Mori Kogoro hurried over to check the other party's situation.

Keiki glanced back at Asana Fujiwara, then reached out, trying to pick up the ceramic cup on the ground.

"Don't touch!"

Mori Kogoro hastily stopped him.

Jin Guangwenming spat out another mouthful of blood, as if he was about to die at any moment.

With blood on the floor, I wrote "cori" with difficulty, and then passed out.

After all, the case happened in the famous Fujiwara family, so I hope the police can solve the case as quietly as possible.

"Megure Police Department. Toxic substances were detected in the cup used by Mr. Jin Guang."

In the hands of the forensic personnel, there was a transparent bag containing the ceramic cup.

Mu Mu Shisan nodded, "How is Mr. Jin Guang?"

"Although he saved his life, he is not completely out of danger."

"In this case, then go ask Mr. Fujiwara."

"this."

Just when Takagi was about to explain, Misaku Chicai and Kura Yokai came here.

"Grandpa is not feeling well, Asauna was startled and fell asleep, so I will take care of it."

"Miss Misaku, please sit down."

Moori Kogoro's gentleman's actions made Megushisan's expression instantly speechless.

And complained in his heart: It seems that your old problem will never be corrected in a lifetime.
"Anyway, with me, Mori Kogoro, please rest assured."

After coughing lightly, he expressed his conjecture: "In the husband-in-law dispute, Jin Guang, who is the strongest, has been targeted. That is to say, the murderer must be among the remaining candidates for husband-in-law. And Before Jin Guang died, he left the death message of 'cori'."

Mu Mo Shisan said with some embarrassment: "Brother Mao Li, he is still alive."

However, Kogoro Mori continued talking as if he didn't hear it.

"Among the husband-in-law candidates, those related to this mysterious keyword are the main suspects."

He looked at the other party and asked, "Miss Misaku, do you have any impression of the word 'cori'?"

Misaka Chisa shook her head.

(End of this chapter)