Conan's self-cultivation of fake wine

Chapter 426
  Earlier in the car, when Lan and Lu Ren explained what the curse of evil spirits was, they omitted one point. That was this gentleman from Kunitomo's family. After experiencing the brake failure, his energy and energy became extremely poor. He was like a full balloon that quickly shriveled up when pricked by a needle.

Junda Kunitomo is exactly like this, with deep-set eye sockets and thick black circles, hair as white and dry as dead grass, and a clear sound of breathing can be heard when he speaks. When he and the fat butler next to him were in the same frame, it was hard to believe that they were of the same age group. One seems to be still young, strong, smart and capable. The other one is like a candle in the wind.

Lu Ren once suspected that even if there was no so-called "curse of evil spirits", this tuberculosis ghost would not be alive for a few days.

Standing with the head of the family, Chun Da, Kunyou, apart from his wife, Kunyou Anrong, there was also a middle-aged man with short hair. According to the fat butler's introduction, this short-haired man is the general manager of the security company and also a friend of the lady. He may have just been invited by the housekeeper's wife as a guest, or he may have the same mission goal as Maori and others, and was also entrusted with solving the so-called "evil spirit curse".

No matter what happens, Lu Ren is already prepared to make an empty trip for Mao Li. After all, the client has failed, so the commission fee will naturally be lost. Lu Ren didn't care. What he cared about was not the money, but the possible number of draws.

Due to physical reasons, Kunitomo Atsuda did not chat much with Maori, but he held Maori's hand throughout the whole process, fully expressing his ardent hope for the famous detective. Of course, it can also be understood as seeking medical treatment in a hurry.

Maoli naturally agreed wholeheartedly. When he made a promise to others, he always said it very fully. Whether he could achieve it was another matter. He had to control his momentum. Coincidentally, the head of the Kunitomo family did this. He patted Maori on the shoulder, turned and walked into the next room, followed by his wife and the security manager.

As the door closed, the fat butler also turned around and invited Mao Li and the others to take a look around the entire mansion.

……

This stroll lasted until evening. Although Brother Maori usually looks frivolous, he is actually very frivolous. But when faced with his own job, he still showed his utmost patience and concentration. He would carefully observe every room and every item that might be suspicious.

To be honest, Lu Ren was ashamed of his determination. He only worked on aspects that he felt were useful. This kind of work, with no room for improvement at all, was purely manual labor. He couldn't maintain the high level of concentration like Maori.

Just like now, after following Mao Li around a few rooms, Lu Ren felt so bored that he just put on a two-piece suit for marginalized people and ran away to fish. It was not until dinner time that he rejoined the team. At this time, no one noticed Lu Ren's sudden disappearance and sudden appearance. No one was surprised, and no one talked to Lu Ren about this issue, as if he had never left.

Then the fat butler took Maoli and the others to the restaurant for dinner. Although it seemed that they had found nothing so far, this evil curse was not something that could be solved overnight. If it were really that easy to solve, those magicians who are good at deceiving people would have solved this problem long ago. Where would the gross profit come from to make this money?

So the fat butler not only prepared dinner for Mao Li and the others, but also reserved a guest room for them. He hoped that Mao Li and the others would stay here for one night and continue investigating the curse tomorrow.

Compared with the small fights now, tomorrow is the real highlight. Because these strange things that happened at Kunitomo's house did not happen at the same time, but there were certain patterns. Every strange thing happened on the fourth day of the month. And tomorrow happens to be October 4th.

Of course, we’ll talk about tomorrow’s matters tomorrow, but now we’d better eat first. Kunitomo's restaurant is located on the second floor. The decoration is similar to that of a small Western restaurant, with more than one table. For people like Kunitomo's family, there was no need for so many tables. They were probably used for entertaining guests just like today.

Dinner tonight is steak braised in red wine with some vegetables. Lu Ren and the four of them sat at the table by the window, and the driver with narrow eyes sat at a table.

As for the three heads of the Kunitomo family, they did not appear here. They were probably dining in another room. That's normal, rich people have more rules.

Maori and the others were cutting the steak slowly, and Miss Hakka, who had greeted them before, came up to the restaurant on the second floor with a pot of coffee. Different from the previous sportswear, she now put on a pure white chef's uniform. After placing the coffee pot on the tray next to her, she began to look at the squinting driver in front of her with her hands on her hips.

"Why are you wearing gloves while eating? I've already washed them very well. It's really too much."

The squinty-eyed driver apologized profusely. He glanced at the watch he was wearing and said it was time to send his master to the hospital.

"Drink this cup of coffee before leaving." Miss Bohua picked up the coffee pot and poured a full cup for it. She looked at the squinting eyes with a smile as she hurriedly left but had to sit here and was burned by the coffee from time to time. .

Lan, who was a little further away, paused her meal. She looked at the interaction between the driver and the chef and smiled from the bottom of her heart. "They have a very good relationship."

The fat butler standing aside nodded in agreement, "Their parents are good friends, and they are childhood sweethearts."

Hey, Conan's heart moved, isn't that just like him and Xiaolan. So he subconsciously looked at Lu Ren. Every time someone mentioned the word childhood sweetheart, he would always catch Lu Ren's fleeting smile. Although he doesn't know why, maybe it's just a simple detective intuition, Conan always thinks that Lu Ren's smile at this time is relatively pure. It's like the word "childhood sweetheart" has some special magic power. Just hearing it makes you feel happy.

However, Conan the Goose failed this time. Today, Lu Ren didn't react at all. He just lowered his head and cut the steak politely, putting small pieces into his mouth. There was no smile, and there was no hint of happiness.

This change made Conan feel a little uneasy subconsciously, but he quickly convinced himself. After all, Lu Ren was always attentive while eating, so he probably didn't hear what the fat butler said.

Conan turned around and waved to his childhood sweetheart, "Sister Bohua, please bring me a cup of coffee." "Okay." Miss Bohua agreed quickly, but when she picked up the coffee pot and raised her head, When she looked towards Conan, she was frozen in place as if she had been hit by a restraining spell.

"I'll do it." Miss Namika's mother, who was the maid just now, Ms. Shigeko, took the coffee pot and quickly walked over to Conan and poured a cup of coffee for each of Conan and the four of them.

"I'm really sorry. My child is afraid of heights. She doesn't dare to go near the windows above the second floor." After pouring the coffee, the maid changed the topic. She looked at the fat butler who was arranging the tablecloths not far away and said to her Several people whispered: "As for this one, he has obsessive-compulsive disorder. He cannot accept anything that is even slightly skewed."

Obsessive-compulsive disorder, fear of heights, mysophobia, and acrophobia.

This family is really interesting. But it's not a big problem, as long as it doesn't affect others, it doesn't matter. The first three symptoms were familiar to Lu Ren. They were all very common symptoms. Everyone had them more or less. It was just a matter of degree. Only this last advanced phobia was something Lu Ren had seen for the first time. He feels that this symptom has a greater impact on daily life than the first three.

Just like now.

Lu Ren wiped his mouth and looked at the maid, "Ms. Maozi, I have a question to ask you."

"Please speak."

"You have acrophobia, so when you eat Western food, wouldn't it be that you can't use knives and forks, especially forks?"

"Yes. It's not necessary." Ms. Shigeko replied calmly, "Take this steak as an example. Every time I cut it into small pieces with a knife, and then eat it with round-headed chopsticks, or Eat it with a spoon. However, Xian Zao (the fat butler) who has obsessive-compulsive disorder can’t stand the way I eat it, and it really doesn’t look good. So I usually take the rice inside to eat.”

"so."

Lu Ren nodded, "Being considerate of others is a very valuable quality. But as far as eating is concerned, I don't think there is anything wrong with what you did. It is a common rule to use knives and forks when eating Western food, and you are willing to do as the Romans do. It is a good thing to respect this rule, but if you are really not used to it and eat in the way you are accustomed to, I think it is also understandable. In the end, it is your own choice, and you can do whatever you feel comfortable with."

"Brother, you are really good at talking." Ms. Maozi smiled with a smile on her face. She saw that there was nothing in front of Lu Ren, and even the side dishes were completely wiped out on the plate. "Tonight's dinner is still in line with your taste." ?Would you like another one?"

"Your daughter's cooking skills are very good. If you can, please give me another portion. I have a big appetite."

"It's easy to talk about." Maozi nodded repeatedly, "It's a good thing to be able to eat."

After finishing the meal, the fat butler took Lu Ren and the others to the guest room. Since four people came this time, the fat housekeeper prepared two guest rooms for them, with two single beds in one room. Ran and Conan were in one room, and Mori Rikuto was in one room.

However, it was far from rest time. Lu Ren left the room, and Conan followed him out.

The two of them leaned against the wall of the corridor, and Conan said: "Brother Ren, the driver and the chef here are childhood sweethearts."

"Ah."

Seeing Lu Ren's very cold reaction, Conan was a little in disbelief. He repeated without giving up: "They are childhood sweethearts."

"So, so what if we are childhood sweethearts."

Conan was speechless now. He couldn't say that he wanted to see Lu Ren happy. Especially after learning about Lu Ren's previous experience, he had this idea even more. But when I think about it, it feels weird to say it.

Finally, he changed the topic and took out a small notebook from his pocket, "I found that there are certain patterns in the time when the previous supernatural events occurred. The details are like this..."

　Thanks to Gangplank’s little fan for the tip.

　　
  　
  (End of this chapter)