Conan: The Self-cultivation of Fake Wine

"..."

"Tsk, your refusal to cooperate is making it very difficult for me."

"Height 179cm, weight 100kg, body measurements, measurements..., my first love was my neighbor's older sister when I was in elementary school."

Vodka hurriedly spoke out. He felt that if he didn't do something, one of the two senior cadres of the distillery would definitely die because of the fire today.

"It's time for you to lose weight."

"Yes, yes, you are right."

"Well, that's it." Lu Ren put away his notebook and pen, "Just continue to stay here and don't act rashly. When I find the murderer, you can leave."

"ASAP."

"I know. I can't afford to delay that gentleman's business. Remember to treat me to a meal next time."

Watching Lu Ren leave, Vodka wiped his sweat and began to try to vent his anger on Gin, saying bitterly, "Boss, Glenfiddich is too hateful, isn't he just relying on that adult's favor?"

"He has the strength. Also, don't say this in front of him, everything you say will die."

"Yes." Vodka finally reacted.

Gin suddenly felt tired. It's okay to encounter such a mess while on a mission. The younger brother didn't give him any peace of mind.

He never doubted Vodka's loyalty, but Vodka only had loyalty. My brain is really not very useful.

Otherwise, that guy just killed all the employees in Tokyo not long ago.

The organization has no one available for the time being, so why let him take charge of a task of this level?

Just because of betrayal that they didn't know was true or false, Glenfiddich sent everyone here to heaven.

What a bullshit.

How could there be so many traitors in the organization!

Gin didn't believe what Glenfiddich said.

After a lot of effort, he only managed to catch a little mouse.

Those are not considered internal employees of the organization, just peripheral members.

Glenfiddich even killed a few of its wine-name cadres. Not to mention other employees.

……

"How's it going?"

"Refuses to cooperate, has an arrogant attitude, and is very suspicious. I think the murderer is one of them. Investigate, investigate strictly."

"It's not certain yet." Kudo shook his head, "The method of killing and the motive of killing are all yet to be clarified."

"I think this person definitely didn't commit suicide."

"When are you kidding? Who can cut off his own head and the incision is so smooth?"

Seeing Lu Ren's serious look, Kudo couldn't get angry even if he wanted to. Maybe Lu Ren was actually serious, and his level of reasoning could only go so far.

Only slightly better than Uncle Maori.

If that uncle were here, I would first doubt whether he committed suicide.

"The incision is smooth? Are you sure?"

"Ah."

"Take me to see it, maybe it's a breakthrough point."

The body was still sitting in the car, but its neck was covered with a piece of cloth.

They were not allowed to move the body until the police arrived.

The smell of blood rushed straight into his nose, and Kudo couldn't help but frown.

Lu Ren still didn't feel anything at all. His predecessor was a killer, so it was normal. He lifted up the white cloth stained red with blood and looked at the fracture carefully.

He admired sincerely, "It's crisp and neat, it's really beautiful."

"!!!"

"Well, this technique is very simple. I haven't worked in a slaughterhouse for decades, so I wouldn't be able to use such a knife technique."

"You are exaggerating." Kudo obviously didn't believe it.

Except for the two men in black whose ages are unknown, the other persons involved are all in their twenties. They cannot be born to work in a slaughterhouse.

This would mean naming the two men in black as criminals. But the detective's intuition told Kudo that those two people were very suspicious, but they had little to do with this case.

"I'm just telling the truth. If this fracture was cut by someone, it must meet two requirements. First, the murderer must have undergone a lot of training and must be very strong. Second, the specially made knife must have a particularly wide blade. Ordinary knives You can’t cut it to achieve such an effect.”

"Have you ever worked in a slaughterhouse? So well-researched."

"No, I just worked as a war reporter in Dongzhou for a period of time."

"?"

"Life is worth less than paper in that place. If you have seen things like losing your head a lot, you will naturally become proficient at it."

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Please recommend and collect.

Dongzhou=Middle East

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 19 Love, Bread, Bullets (Please recommend and collect)

In the tunnel, two pillars of white light were swinging around.

When this haunted house was first built, the builders didn't think about installing good lighting equipment.

As for a haunted house, the darker it is, the more interesting it is.

So much so that Rikuhito Kudo could only collect clues like this.

Look back and forth with a flashlight.

Logically speaking, this should be the job of the police.

But the police arrived too slowly. Lu Ren couldn't wait any longer, so he pulled Kudo inside.

Once the evidence is found and the case is solved, Bei Dao will be asked to go back and write the manuscript.

Tonight's evening newspaper will see the news that someone died in the amusement park. Tomorrow morning's newspaper will see the whole process of this case and the insinuation of the amusement park.

This is not a worry-free and labor-saving job.

It would save Bei Dao from staying up late at night.

"Are you planning to find a murder weapon?"

"Ah."

"But I still feel that the machete you mentioned is too outrageous." Kudo obviously didn't believe it.

"But you must also admit that that wound cannot be cut by an ordinary knife."

"Indeed. But we searched for a long time and couldn't find it. If the murder weapon is what you said, it should be easy to find."

"I didn't say the murder weapon must be a machete, that's just a possibility."

Found it.

【Blood stained piano wire】

Identification is really easy to use·JPG

Since entering the tunnel, Lu Ren has no intention of finding it on his own.

If you don't use it, wouldn't it be stupid?

His appraisal is always on.

It's quite interesting to say that the identification instructions have always been in black fonts. When he first entered this pitch-black tunnel, Lu Ren was still worried that the black fonts might not be visible inside.

As a result, he found that the color of the identification font had changed, although it was still essentially black.

But it is that kind of colorful and special black.

Very conspicuous.

"Kudo, give me the gloves."

"Did you notice?" he asked without stopping, Kudo quickly handed Lu Ren a pair of white gloves.

"Yeah." After putting on his gloves, Lu Ren jumped off the platform, squatted down and took out a circle of silver-white steel wire from under a section of the rail.

Kudo's eyelids jumped at this operation.

How was this discovered?

"How did you find out?"

"Oh, I used to be a war correspondent in Dongzhou for a period of time."

"..."

Lu Ren first put the flashlight on the ground of the platform, then took two steps back, stepped on the wall with both feet to gain strength, then supported the ground of the platform with one hand, and rushed up to the platform in one go.

Kudo's eyelids jumped faster.

"You also learned this in Dongzhou?"

"Yeah." Lu Ren stretched out his hand in front of Kudo, "This is the piano wire."

"Put this set around the victim's neck, and then hang one end of it on the railing, using the huge speed of the speeding car." Kudo was able to do it in one click.

"Yeah. This thing is much easier to use than a knife. The murderer is a talent."

Kudo Quan pretended not to hear, but at first glance he was suffering from the sequelae of the war.

How can Lu Ren be a war correspondent like this? He is more like a land reporter.

No news, the kind that makes news.

"By the way, there are a few pearls on it."

pearl?

"I know who the murderer is. The woman sitting in front of me has a string of pearls around her neck."

"Oh, does that mean the case can be closed?"

"Well, there's physical evidence. She can't escape."

"Then it's not difficult to be a detective."

"..."

Kudo wanted to refute, but the facts were in front of him and he couldn't refute.

But which detective can find the decisive murder weapon in less than a few minutes like you?

If it falls in a ghost place like that, the police may not be able to find it when they come!

Police dogs are not of any use to you!

"Kudo, do you think I should start a detective as a side job?"

"what ever."

Kudo didn't want to talk to Lu Ren, so he turned around and left. Lu Ren followed him.

After exiting the tunnel, Lu Ren saw Kitajima Xiao still conducting interviews and collecting testimonies at the platform not far away.

The three women involved in the case stood together, all with red eyes and expressions of sadness.

One of them was pretending, and Lu Ren didn't know who it was.

The murderer's acting skills were so good that he couldn't tell.

Anyway, Kudo knew who the murderer was, so he would handle the rest.