Conan: The Self-cultivation of Fake Wine

Once you choose to accept this kind of unreasonable kindness, you always feel that you have to pay a greater price behind it. But both of their lives were saved by Lu Ren, so what price would be equated with life?

"If nothing else, Kidd is my long-term meal ticket. Catch him, destroy his plan, and let him run away. Recycle it repeatedly so that you can make money from Suzuki."

good.

What a 'fresh and refined' plan.

Haiyuan couldn't think of a less negative adjective for a moment, "I thought you would just take him to jail like before."

"Do you think I look like a messenger of justice? I'm not Conan."

"Yes." Haibara responded, then hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to ask, "You and Edogawa seemed to be having a bad time that day. Do you need my help?"

"No need. We have different ideas, so there is no need to force it. Conan has his own sense of proportion."

"Yeah." It turned out that there was still a tacit understanding.

"As for Kidd's incident, I don't need your help this time. He should have committed the crime in the early morning. You will have to rest then. Children need to ensure adequate sleep time. You usually go to bed earlier."

"I try my best."

You're so perfunctory

Lu Ren took out his cell phone and threatened, "If you don't go to bed early, I will call your sister."

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With the killer weapon of calling parents around, Huiyuan gritted his teeth and negotiated with Lu Ren for a while.

The final agreement - go to bed before 12 o'clock every night, and allow some time, such as when scientific research inspiration breaks out, to delay falling asleep, no later than 2 o'clock.

Lu Ren was still not satisfied with this result, but looking at Huiyuan's behavior, she immediately put on a posture of "if we can't reach an agreement, just call the parents."

Lu Ren had no choice but to give up. Calling parents is a powerful weapon that is most destructive only when it is about to be used.

Just accept it as soon as you see fit.

Anyway, let's assume the worst case scenario - it's better for Huibara to go to bed at two in the morning every night than to stay up all night.

After reaching an agreement, Lu Ren returned to the study, sat at the desk, and began to review the manuscript that Mori Atsushi had just faxed over.

After a brief review, Lu Ren nodded. Sentoshi's writing style is similar to that of him in the new period.

That was the seedling stage when he was at the beginning level of specialization and was being beaten to a pulp by Kitajima Shino, who was at the advanced level of specialization.

It can be seen that he worked very hard to write, but too much is not enough. In many places, it seems that he used too much force and did not have that much room.

But it's not a big problem.

At least, in the eyes of laymen, they would only think that this person's manuscript is slightly worse than Kitajima Xiao's, but they can't tell the specific difference.

That's enough. No need to spend extra time giving advice.

Lu Ren went through it carefully again, and after making sure there were no typos or other errors, he took out his cell phone and called Sentonshi.

After the call was connected, he said straightforwardly, "There is no problem with the manuscript. I will see you in the evening paper today."

"Ok!"

Then there was a meaningless thank you. Lu Ren said a few words casually, hung up the phone, and returned to the living room with the manuscript.

"Xiao Ai, I'm going to go to the newspaper office. If you have anything to do, talk to the president. Do you want to go with me? I can find someone to take you to visit the newspaper office, one of the three major newspapers in Tokyo."

"Is it inconvenient?" The employee took his friends to visit the newspaper office, and it was during working hours. It always felt bad.

"No. I have a certain status in Dongbao. You will know it when you go there." Lu Ren didn't say too much, calling himself the 'pen of God', which he really couldn't do. And now, strictly speaking, the writing power is indeed not enough.

There was a gap of a dozen Kitajima Shino between him and the genuine God's Brush.

This can only rely on persistent accumulation. When the accumulation reaches a certain level and the feeling comes, light the awakening incense and break through the level.

With his current reserve of awakening incense, he is still unable to use it as a luxury daily consumable.

"Yeah. I'll go then." Haiyuan was indeed a little curious about where Lu Ren worked.

I just feel that Lu Ren is so free. Although I seem to be writing manuscripts every day, I finish them all in a coffee shop.

I haven't seen Lu Ren go to the newspaper office yet.

"Let's go."

Lu Ren brought Hui Yuan to Dongbao.

And as expected, it was warmly welcomed again.

Everyone is showing goodwill towards Lu Ren's efforts. It seems that everyone is a combination of Shiina Hana and Mo Lilan.

This surprised Haiyuan. She had guessed that Lu Ren's status should not be low, but she did not expect that he would be so high.

Lu Ren ignored the compliments from these people as usual. He led Haiyuan into the president's office with a cold look on his face.

I haven't seen that little old man Sato Kiyoshi for a while. There are more wrinkles on his forehead and his complexion is not very good.

Lu Ren was not worried about this.

The scourge has lasted for thousands of years, so this old immortal must be fine.

"Master, here I come again."

"I know you're here. Sit down." The only one who dared to enter his office directly without knocking on the door was Lu Ren, the Pen of God.

This is his unique privilege.

Sato Kiyoshi raised his head, "Hey, who is this kid?"

"My sister, she has a practical report to write. I asked her to visit the newspaper office. Find someone to take her around."

"Yes." Kiyoshi Sato picked up the phone on the table, "Then I'll call Justice."

ps: The official date for Haiyuan’s birthday is not given, but it is said to be between November and December. The gray original greeting time is used here.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 154: Disaster for Thousand Years

Masayoshi Sato, 35 years old, vice president of the newspaper.

The son of Sato Kiyoshi, he is responsible for all logistical work of the newspaper. After he works for a few more years and retires, Masayoshi Sato will take over the newspaper.

In family businesses, it is very common in Japan for sons to inherit their father's business. Lu Ren didn't have any bad feelings towards him.

Compared with the domineering second generation in the public perception, Masayoshi Sato is very low-key.

Steady and unsmiling. This is what Lu Ren thinks of him.

Going to that station, like a refrigerator, it emits low air pressure all the time.

He is someone who is not easy to deal with, but when he is around, you feel at ease.

It was unimaginable that he would be the son of an old fox like Sato Kiyoshi.

And this man is very tall, over 2 meters tall. It's hard to say whether Kiyoshi Sato is 1.5 meters tall or not.

When he first learned about this person, Lu Ren was a little surprised. Because the name Masayoshi Sato is the name of Police Officer Miwako Sato’s late father.

But on second thought, it’s not a big deal. Sato is originally a popular surname in Japan. Even if Sato Masayoshi's name is not as common as Zhang Wei, it is not much less common.

Therefore, Lu Ren was surprised when he learned that Sato Qing asked his son to take Haiyuan to visit the newspaper office.

"Old man, this isn't appropriate. Brother Zhengyi is so busy."

"He's too busy. He's busy all day long." Sato Kiyoshi waved his hand and called his son over.

After a while, a tall man walked in with his head lowered. He first nodded to Lu Ren and said hello, then lowered his head and looked at Sato Kiyoshi, "What's the matter?"

"Take this child to visit the newspaper office. She is Aren's sister, a distinguished guest. Treat her well and don't neglect her."

"I know." Masayoshi Sato lowered his head again and looked at Haibara.

When dealing with children, his voice is a little gentler. "Come with me."

Hui Principle looked at Lu Ren.

"You and Brother Zhengyi go shopping first, and I will go find you after we finish chatting with the old man."

"Ah."

After the whole family left the office, Sato Kiyoshi's expression improved. He smiled and pointed at the A4 paper in Lu Ren's hand, "This month's manuscript has been written."

"I'm about to write." Lu Ren handed the manuscript to Sato Kiyoshi, "Read this first."

"Yeah." Sato Kiyoshi took the manuscript and threw a pack of cigarettes and a lighter to Lu Ren.

"I have children at home and have recently quit smoking." Lu Ren put the lighter in his pocket, then realized what he was doing and put the two items together on the table.

"Alright."

Three or two minutes later, Sato Kiyoshi put the manuscript on the table, "Who wrote this?"

"Eastern News dispatched reporter, Sentonshi."

"That boy." This name brought back Sato Kiyoshi's memory. He was so proud of his talent that he assigned him directly.

To put it simply, without Lu Ren's life, he would suffer from Lu Ren's disease.

Not everyone is a stroke of genius.

Looking at it now, he is on Lu Ren's line, so it's not a bad thing.

At least as far as this article is concerned, he has some value.

There is nothing wrong with recycling waste.

"That's the headline of the evening newspaper today. I'll call the human resources department later and let Sundus work under your hands from now on."

"Okay. I have one more thing to do here this time. That's it."

Lu Ren informed Sato Qing about writing a Kidd Black manuscript.

The result has not yet been mentioned, this is the instruction of the Suzuki Zaibatsu.

Kiyoshi Sato agreed directly.

"A clown, you can write what you want without asking me."

"But Kidd is quite famous." Lu Ren tried to remind him.

"So what? I own the Eastern Daily News and the Japanese Daily News as well. I have many artists under Japanese Daily News who have become popular and then disappeared, so I don't need them all."

Sato Kiyoshi frowned, "Ah Ren, what's wrong with you lately? Why have you become so kind? Just run over this kind of trash. We are the voice of this country. We have the right to speak. Even the other two companies will not make things difficult for us over this matter. Even if someone wants to express dissatisfaction, he has no way to speak out."

It seems so.

This is not yet the information age, and not many people surf the Internet.

This is when traditional media is at its peak.

Word of mouth in a small circle is simply not as good as the overwhelming publicity from newspapers.

How many fans are there for Kidd, and how many readers are there for Dongbao?

Still underestimated the strength of the three gangsters.

Lu Ren found that he had fallen into a misunderstanding.

Kidd can repeatedly steal gems from the Suzuki Zaibatsu, but this does not mean that he alone can be equated with the entire Suzuki Zaibatsu.

First, Kidd is indeed very powerful, and the Suzuki Zaibatsu can't do anything to him if he doesn't show his true character.

Second, Suzuki Jirokichi, the cousin of the Suzuki family leader, regarded Kidd as his opponent. I have always wanted to use royal methods to defeat Kidd, rather than resorting to outside moves.

There was even a sympathetic rivalry later on. Anyway, it’s quite outrageous.

To sum up, Dongbao is afraid of the Suzuki Zaibatsu and economic sanctions. But not afraid of Kidd.

Kidd only stole gems, but Dongbao didn't see anything valuable. Kiyoshi Sato himself wears a gray suit that remains unchanged forever.

As for Kidd's influence, in an era when the Internet was underdeveloped, it could not affect the Big Three at all.

If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have thought so much.

Just pick up the pen and get started.

As long as he doesn't touch the chaebol, Sato Kiyoshi really doesn't take anything else seriously.