Conan's self-cultivation of fake wine

Chapter 111 Rescue Cadre Glenfiddich
  Lu Ren took back the magic pistol.

"Miyano Akemi is dead, I killed her."

Then he lowered his head and lit a cigarette to cover up his guilty conscience.

This Karma Extermination Bomb was exactly as written in the instructions, causing no physical harm at all.

Miyano Akemi is now fainting on the ground, and he was the one who knocked her unconscious with a knife.

I hope this thing is really useful and can really make others believe that Miyano Akemi is dead.

Otherwise, his behavior will definitely be undesirable.

From Lu Ren's perspective, it was like he took a toy pistol, fired one round and then knocked people unconscious with a knife. He also said seriously that the target person was dead.

This scene is too absurd.

There was blood on the ground, a headless corpse, and Glenfiddich standing in a pool of blood, calmly smoking.

Gin was silent for a moment, then said "Well done", picked up the suitcase, and turned to leave.

Belmod glanced at Glenfiddich. Her mind was very confused now. Everything that happened just now happened so fast that she had no time to stop it.

They both met and not a word was said.

Glenfiddich drew his gun and shot.

Miyano Akemi's head was like a ripe watermelon, which was blown open with a stick from the air.

Red and white, it splashed all over Glenfiddich's face. He didn't even bring something to wipe with, he just stood there, took out a lighter with his blood-stained hands, lit a cigarette, and smoked.

This was completely different from what she expected.

Doesn’t Glenfiddich want to protect Miyano Akemi?

If he didn't protect Miyano Akemi, why would he bother to arrange all this?
  Is it just because of caution and fear of exposing the existence of the organization?
  With many years of experience as a movie actress, Belmode was still able to keep smiling. She exchanged greetings with Glenfiddich, then turned and walked towards Gin's Porsche.

It actually works.

Lu Ren was stunned, then breathed a sigh of relief.

Praise the plug-in!

Go home tonight and burn a few more pieces of paper money!

No, burn it now!
  Lu Ren stamped out the cigarette butt, then picked it up and put it into his pocket.

Then he took out three genuine Hades coins from Heaven and Earth Passage from his wallet, held them in his hand and lit them with a lighter.

In the distance, inside Porsche 356A, several regular employees of the winery were silently watching Lu Ren's next move.

This is what Belmode proposed.

Gin made no objection.

Seeing Glenfiddich burning paper money, Gin frowned, "What is he doing?"

"It burns money, and it seems like it's a beautiful knife."

The distance was quite far, so Belmod couldn't see clearly. Anyway, it must be some kind of money.

"Gin, you really need to reconsider my last suggestion. Glen's mental state is really abnormal. You also saw the scene just now. Glen"

"I know." Gin interrupted Belmod directly, "We have enough money, it's time to implement the plan."

"plan?"

"Well, kill Pisco and let Glen do it."

Gin believes that Glenfiddich's current state is still within control.

The killer is a bit eccentric, which is completely understandable.

For example, Vodka can't put it down for those stupid frog glasses.

Glenfiddich likes to stand next to corpses and smoke and burn money, and there's nothing wrong with that.

As for Belmod, he began to think about the content of the plan that Gin just mentioned.

Pisco, the largest source of funding for the Tokyo branch.

The organization wants to get rid of him.

No wonder, no wonder Gin was so diligent in making money during this period.

Belmod gradually understood everything.

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  "Do you think this will help?"

"Have."

"I hope so." Belmode was skeptical, and she turned her gaze, "Where are the Glen people?"

And why is the body missing?

"He just carried Miyano Akemi into the car and left." Vodka immediately replied.

The boss chats, and he is responsible for keeping track.

Just become aware and that's it.

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Take the body away, what are you planning to do?
  Belmode didn't want to think about it, so she looked at Gin, "Whether it's useful or not, you have to hurry up and implement the plan."

"Ah."

It's half past two in the afternoon.

Lu Ren put away his phone and after settling down Miyano Akemi, he could take Conan to buy clothes. As for the future, let’s talk about it later.

Anyway
  There is still some time before Haiyuan appears.

As for Akai Shuichi, the time dragged on even longer.

If he works hard, he can draw two to three more golds.

Having seen the power of golden-quality extermination bombs, Lu Ren is now confident.

At three o'clock, Lu Ren parked the car in front of a certain apartment.

He put on a Marginal two-piece suit and entered the apartment with Miyano Akemi in his arms.

Strictly speaking, this apartment is Lu Ren's other home.

The newspaper office provides exclusive apartments for employees, which are fully equipped and can be moved in with just a bag.

Bei Dao Xiao lives here. Lu Ren doesn't know which one specifically.

The house is not big, but if only one person lives in it, the space is definitely enough.

One bedroom, one living room, one bathroom, and a balcony.

After all, we live for free, so the requirements cannot be too high.

It's just that it hasn't been cleaned for a long time, and the house is covered with a layer of dust.

As expected, Lu Ren put Miyano Akemi on the sofa and took out a letter and a wad of yen from his pocket.

The letter was written last night, and the money was withdrawn from the bank this morning, one million.

After putting the two items on the table, Lu Ren thought about it and put a spare key to the apartment on the table.

Lu Ren glanced at Miyano Akemi one last time, turned and left.

After leaving the apartment, Lu Ren took out his mobile phone and called Conan, "Are you at home now? I'm done here."

At four o'clock, Miyano Akemi opened her eyes.

She covered the back of her neck, sat up from the sofa, and immediately saw the thick pile of money on the table and the envelope next to it.

Is this for her?

Miyano Akemi opened the envelope and took out the letter paper inside.

After seeing the content on the letter, she was instantly sure that it was written by Lu Ren.

This familiar handwriting, and this familiar paper.

In the past month, Miyano Akemi has been seen frequently.

She took a few deep breaths and read the letter carefully.

I hope she can find answers to her questions in this letter.

One minute, five minutes, a quarter of an hour.

Miyano Akemi put down the letter and looked in a daze. The amount of information in this long letter was very large.

She is now dead and free.

Wherever you want to go, what you want to do.

The money on the table was also left for her.

At the same time, Lu Ren also promised that he would also rescue Miyano Shiho.

The price she has to pay is that from now on, she can no longer have any contact with the winery.

And it is best to leave Tokyo and live in other cities, such as opening a flower shop in Hokkaido.

But it requires a new identity and a new face.

Are you kidding? This is not considered a price at all.

"Do you think I am a child? This kind of thing is impossible no matter how you think about it."

Miyano Akemi sat for a moment, then she got up and walked to the bedroom, turned on the computer, and plugged in the tissue-specific USB flash drive.

A window of a crow about to fly popped up on the computer. There was a red progress bar right below the dark page, which was loading slowly.

"I must be crazy."

After a few minutes, loading is complete.

Miyano Akemi clicked on the scrap list of peripheral members of the winery.

first row.

Miyano Akemi - Death.

"How can it be"

　I originally planned to actually write a letter. But after thinking about it, I decided to forget it.

　　Not that kind of writing. Cover your face.

　　In the setting, Lu Ren's writing is already at a master level.

　　The result was a bad letter.

　　The author is afraid of being chased and scolded—that’s it? Is this the letter written by the master? That's it?
  　　There really are such people, and the author has met quite a few.

　　
  　
  (End of this chapter)