Conan: The Self-cultivation of Fake Wine

The effect might be even better.

Just like now, Lu Ren told the truth twice today, and Belmode didn't believe it.

Instead, she put on an expression that said, "You keep acting, I won't bother you."

so be it.

I have stayed here long enough today, and if I stay any longer, I won’t have enough time for daily tasks.

Lu Ren thought for a while, "As for why I shielded the traitors of the organization, I will explain this to Akai Shuichi when the time comes."

Well. Lu Ren began to try to follow Belmod's logic to add unique meaning to his daily meaningless actions.

"I usually stay at the Rice Krispies Cafe. When I handed over tasks to Miyano Akemi, I was always there. If he knew I was Glen, he would definitely go there to find me."

"Well, starting from tomorrow, I will move my men near the cafe and monitor the whole process. They are all absolutely trustworthy people." Belmode said.

Lu Ren thought for a moment.

There is a lot of traffic in the cafe, and it is considered a bustling area. It is not a place where Akai Shuichi can mess around, and there are Belmode's cronies watching.

Very safe.

"Okay." Lu Ren nodded, "You"

never mind. Too many words are wrong.

"I'm leaving." Lu Ren stood up and left.

Belmode didn't say goodbye, she lowered her head and lit a seven-star again.

Once the FBI arrived, the plan gradually got on track.

Glenfiddich took action, and it was time for her to go ahead with her original plan.

One silver bullet is enough to destroy an organization.

Belmod flicked the ash into the ashtray. A gust of wind blew outside the window, and the ashes in the ashtray glowed with the final flame.

Belmode paused in flicking the ashes from her cigarette, and suddenly she remembered something.

The door to her house is still broken.

How will you stay tonight?

After leaving Belmod's house, Lu Ren put on a marginal man's two-piece suit.

He felt that Belmod's previous analysis was quite good, and he was ready to follow the plan she imposed on him.

He, Glenfiddich harbors traitors in the organization, and Belmod is investigating the matter.

They have never met.

safe.

After arriving home, Lu Ren parked the car in the garage, walked to the yard, and started the daily single draw.

A familiar white light flashed.

【chocolate】

Lu Ren calmly took back the disk and opened the door to go home.

【Welcome the master home. 】

"Meow."

Dabai carried oranges on his back as usual and waited at the door for Lu Ren to come back.

"Well, I'm back." Lu Ren took off his coat, put on his shoes and sat on the sofa, "Dabai, did any strangers come to our house when I was not at home?"

【No. 】

what.

"Then is there anyone watching our house?"

【nor. 】

Is this because we are short of manpower and can only come one by one?

Or is it true, as Belmode said, that the FBI doesn't know his identity yet?

Lu Ren felt that the second possibility was not high.

The name of the water plant is not chosen randomly.

Forget it, it doesn’t matter.

Anyway, I have Dabai at home.

If you really dare to come, then you can stay here forever.

The flowers and plants in the yard have never been fertilized.

Maybe we can find good fertilizer this time.

No one from the FBI would affect his daily crime-solving lottery.

Moreover, Lu Ren didn't like them either.

If you don’t have it, it’s gone. If you dare to come, just chop it.

"Dabai, there may be uninvited guests at home recently. Except for those people in the photos I showed you, everyone else is gone."

【clear. The gentle Dabai promised to kill all those who violated the master's territory and never let go. 】

"Ah."

After explaining Dabai's situation, Lu Ren took out his cell phone and dialed Hua Mi.

The call was quickly answered.

Lu Ren said directly, "Book a table for me at the luxury hotel in Mihua Building at six o'clock tomorrow night."

"Your will."

Lu Ren hung up the phone and waited for the campus festival tomorrow.

To be honest, after going through a round of red and black brain games, Lu Ren felt that Conan's matter was just like that.

Gin, a murderer, had long forgotten Kudo's name and appearance. He killed too many people, just like eating toast every day, he didn't bother to remember the difference between today's bread and yesterday's.

Unless the bread over there is really bad, or hard to eat, like Shuichi Akai.

Kudo Shinichi, that is obviously not one of them.

One stick and he was stunned.

Gin couldn't remember such an easy job.

As for another senior executive of the winery.

Vermouth cares too much about Conan and now she is barely on the same side with him.

At least until the FBI is done with this.

As for after

It’s not certain whether there will be a future.

After all, Akai Shuichi's strength lies there.

Regardless of fighting skills, that man's marksmanship is absolutely master-level, especially sniping, which is even more accurate to the point of abnormality.

Even if Belmode knew the FBI plan in advance and used it to set up a trap, it is difficult to say that he would definitely be able to capture Shuichi Akai.

In an unfavorable situation like the one in the original plot, Belmode could find an opportunity to escape.

Shuichi Akai may not be able to do it.

call--

We’ll see again then.

Now let’s focus on the campus festival tomorrow.

Prevent Conan from messing around and solve the case.

Lu Ren called out Yuanpan again.

The number eight floats on the left side of the golden wheel.

If nothing unexpected happens, we will be able to gather ten companies tomorrow.

Just solve two cases in a row.

We have a campus festival together and a hotel together.

See what you can get out of it, even if you don’t get any money.

A powerful blue prop would do the trick.

The next morning, after breakfast, Lu Ren looked at the time and felt it was about the same, so he called Huiyuan.

It took a long time for the phone call to be answered.

Just when Lu Ren thought he was about to hear, 'The number you dialed is currently unavailable, please call again later,' Haiyuan's voice came from the other side of the phone.

"Well -" first there was a long and confused ending, and then the voice gradually became normal, "I collected the experimental data a little late last night, I just woke up."

Hey, Lu Ren was a little surprised, Hui Yuan didn't seem to be as angry as Dabai said when he got up.

"Well, you guys pack up and get ready to go. Please ask the doctor to see you off. I'll see you at the Class B performance venue in the second year of high school."

"understood."

Lu Ren hung up the phone and called Shimabukuro Kime again.

The call was connected quickly this time, and Lu Ren didn't waste any more words, asking him to leave for the campus festival as soon as possible and hide behind the stage, waiting for his orders.

The latter agreed simply and neatly.

After explaining these things, Lu Ren also set off for the campus festival.

A quarter of an hour later, Lu Ren arrived at the entrance of Didan High School, and under the guidance of the staff with armbands, he parked his car in a free parking lot near the school.

Then Lu Ren received a bunch of small colorful pieces of paper from the receptionist at the door.

This kind of piece of paper can be regarded as a bargaining chip. If you are satisfied with the activities of a class, you can throw the small piece of paper at the door of the class or put it in a box elsewhere.

Afterwards, the most popular class will be selected based on these chips.

There are prizes for first, second and third place.

Interesting.

Lu Ren thanked the receptionist and stuffed two large handfuls of small pieces of paper into his windbreaker pocket.

This is also the first time for him to fill up the pockets of this windbreaker.

The receptionist only gave Lu Ren five or six cards at first.

But after realizing how useful this piece of paper was, Lu Ren smiled and asked her to get more.

And then it really worked.

By the way, I was also forced to ask for my mobile phone number.

Shake his head.

After entering the school, Lu Ren found that the campus today was very different from yesterday evening.

The roadside is full of stalls selling toys, drinks, and snacks.

Students in different costumes warmly received every visitor.

Of course, this enthusiasm is mainly focused on the chips in the hands of the visitors. They have little interest in money. I don’t know how attractive the first, second, and third prizes are.

Lu Ren walked from beginning to end and discovered the true value of this chip.

Ice cream cone, fried chicken cutlet, okonomiyaki, bubble milk tea, octopus balls, crepe

The snacks sold at the campus festival, both familiar and unfamiliar, are all priced at one chip.

After walking around in a circle, Lu Ren could hardly hold down the food.

So he randomly picked a student who liked him and seemed to have nothing to do, gave him one chip an hour, and asked him to help hold it temporarily.