Conan: The Self-cultivation of Fake Wine

In the field of hunting, 2+2>8!

Having a gun is awesome.

No matter how strong the prey is, it will fall to this crystallization of human wisdom in the light of the fire.

Not to mention the group of old, weak, sick and disabled in front of me.

Among this group of people, the only one worth paying attention to was the girl in pink with a strange hairstyle standing at the front.

The look in her eyes reminded the tall, thin, bearded man of the prey he once encountered in the mountains.

Just as hostile, just as unpleasant.

At that time, the sky was dark and the night was deep, and the mountains were covered with heavy snow. The prey managed to escape with the help of the favorable terrain.

What about this time?

The right time, the right place, the right people and the right people are all there for them.

How to lose?

As for now, you can collect some interest first.

The tall, thin and ugly man grinned. He didn't like the look in this little girl's eyes. He didn't like it very much.

The muzzle of the rifle was slightly raised, pointing at the girl with a hairband who was protected behind her by the girl in pink.

"This young lady with short hair, use the knife behind you to stab the friend next to you."

Sonoko, "!!!"

thump - thump - thump

A clear and rhythmic knock on the door sounded at this time, and an uninvited guest arrived at Blizzard Villa.

The scumbags exchanged glances with each other, and the tall and thin man went to check the door to check the situation.

He walked to the entrance hall with a gun in hand, opened the door, stuck his head out, and looked around while shouting.

Without seeing anyone, the tall and thin man walked out with the gun in hand, and politely closed the door before leaving.

And then……

There was a loud noise, and the tall and thin man flew back into the house with the door closed.

The door of this villa is of good quality and very strong.

In order to achieve the achievement of carving out the door in the flesh, the tall and thin man naturally paid a small price.

With the help of the external force of the door, the already unstable teeth moved away from the tall and thin man one after another at this moment, and along with the blood spurted out, they drew a perfect parabola in the air.

The above sounds very long, but the actual operation only takes less than a second.

The tall and thin man was paralyzed on the door panel, his face was deformed and his teeth were missing. Blood spurted out from his mouth and nose and wet his front.

For the average normal person, this set of combos can be called a handsome critical punch.

However, considering that the tall and thin man was already so ugly that there was no room for him to decline, lying on the ground after finishing this combo made the short, fat, bald man feel more pleasing to the eye than before.

It's just that this isn't the time to think about it.

The short, fat man looked away and pointed the muzzle of his rifle at the uninvited guest who broke through the empty door.

"Don't move! If you come here again I'll shoot!"

Facing the muzzle of the gun, a tall man wearing a blue shirt and a black knitted hat approached the short and fat man step by step, as if he ignored his words.

Because the man's collar was very high, covering the lower half of his face, and he was wearing goggles, so he couldn't see what he looked like even though he was fully armed.

There is only one exception.

At this time, Sonoko walked out from behind Lan and walked quickly to this man who was quite familiar to her.

"He has a gun in his hand, don't go any further."

"Don't worry, as long as you focus on the muzzle of the gun and the moment when you pull the trigger, you can successfully dodge the bullets."

This voice...

The gunfire rang out, the man tilted his head slightly, and the bullet grazed his goggles and flew out the door.

The goggles fell to the ground, but the man in the knitted hat himself was unscathed.

"Look, that's right."

“Ah Zhen…”

"hateful."

The short, fat man adjusted the muzzle of his gun and prepared to fire the second shot.

It's just that this time God won't give him a chance.

At the moment when the gunfire rang out, while the pudgy man's attention was completely attracted by Kyogoku, Mao Lilan quickly stepped back and shouted, causing the pudgy man to panic.

And then……

Two high whip kicks hit the short and fat man almost in sequence, successfully making him go to the tall and thin man for company.

The scene was so tragic that people couldn't bear to look at it a second time.

An icy storm surged into the house, bringing snowflakes with it.

The hunters with crooked mouths and slanted eyes lay peacefully side by side on the ground, like two corpses that had been run over by a car.

Fate or God has never favored these two.

It’s just that ugly people often cause mischief.

"Azhen, why are you back from abroad?"

"Let me see who your sweetheart is! By the way, let's see if he is really worthy of you!"

"what?"

Kyogoku really surrounded him, "Please stop pretending to be stupid, who is that lucky man?"

Sonoko said nothing, but blushed and pointed at Kyogoku Makoto.

"?" Kyogoku quickly turned his head to look back, then jumped away and turned back full of doubts.

"That person is you." Sonoko took the chocolate on the table, held it in both hands and showed it to Kyogoku.

The surface of the heart-shaped chocolate is outlined with pink floral letters.

To MAKOTO (to Ah Zhen)

Mao Lilan came over and said, "Although Sonoko's sweater hasn't been finished yet, the tea cup she made has been sent to you, Mr. Kyogoku."

Kyogoku Makoto: "Then...isn't that a vase? Ah...I have to leave beforehand..."

Suzuki Sonoko: "Wait a minute! It's hard to come here, just accept the chocolate I made! Here you go!"

Kyogoku Makoto: "I'm so sorry... By the way Sonoko, that leopard print dress you're wearing looks really nice."

While the two were showing off their affection, Haiyuan looked at the world outside the door.

Conan asked in a low voice: "What's wrong?"

"I feel like... no, it's nothing."

No matter how you think about it, you shouldn’t, it’s just an illusion...

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 314 Let nature take its course

The next day, at six o'clock in the afternoon, Lu Ren's house.

"yesterday……"

Conan sat on the sofa, picking up an orange and telling Lu Ren, who was sitting opposite him, what he saw and heard yesterday.

Lu Ren was wrapped in a thin blanket and leaning on the sofa, with a box of tissue paper in his hand.

He didn't know how long he had been in this world, but he caught a cold for the first time, and from what Haiyuan said, he seemed to have a fever.

In this regard, Lu Ren didn't think it was anything, it was just a minor disaster or illness.

In his previous life, he worked extremely hard and always looked like this when he woke up the next day.

It's just to regain the familiar feeling, just drink a few more glasses of hot water.

But he thinks so, and others don't think so.

Conan Haiyuan, who came to visit, took this matter very seriously.

Especially Haiyuan, who asked Conan to come over with a large bag of things.

After feeling the temperature of Lu Ren's forehead with the back of her hand, Haiyuan's face became colder and colder. She pressed Lu Ren on the sofa semi-forcedly, took away the pen and paper in Lu Ren's hand, wrapped him in a blanket, and then Turn around and carry the bag into the kitchen.

Conan sat opposite Lu Ren and did not follow Haiyuan into the kitchen.

Because even with his cooking skills, entering the kitchen would be a disservice.

Conan knew very well that instead of being in the way, it would be better to chat with Lu Ren outside to relieve his boredom, and keep an eye on him so as not to continue working.

Yes, Lu Ren is still working in his current state.

This is hardly something to be praised for.

At the same time, this is also the reason why Haiyuan's face is so dark.

Today is a special day. Haiyuan is carrying a schoolbag and preparing to give chocolates to Lu Ren.

As for Conan, he had other things to talk to Lu Ren about.

The two of them walked together to the Rice Flower Cafe.

Then it came to nothing.

The new waiter smiled and told them that Lu Ren hadn't been here all day.

The two of them considered it together, and Huiyuan took out his cell phone and called Lu Ren.

As soon as the call was connected, they heard the angry sound on the other side.

At this time, Haiyuan already realized that something was wrong, and she then asked Lu Ren if he felt unwell.

At first Lu Ren refused to admit it, but later he couldn't hold back and sneezed several times.

That's how things came to light in the end.

So Haiyuan took Conan and killed him directly.

Lu Ren had nothing to do about this.

Besides, it was rare for someone to care about him, so how could he live up to his good intentions?

Lu Ren, who was not cold, was wrapped in a thin blanket and listened to Conan's retelling of yesterday's events.

Of course, there isn’t that much to say.

After talking for about ten minutes, Conan finished talking about yesterday's accident. He picked up the water on the table, took a sip to moisten his throat, and then asked: "Brother Ren, how did you catch a cold? It's not the flu season recently."

"I caught a cold last night. I found out I had a cold this morning. It's actually nothing. I didn't go to the cafe because the road conditions were bad and I didn't want to infect others."

"That's it." Conan nodded, "You still have to pay more attention to your health."

"Hmm. Why did you come to see me?"

"Yes. There will be a match between Tokyo Spirits and Tokyo Noir in two days. I was busy a while ago, and by the time I realized it, all the tickets were sold out."

Conan pointed his fingers, a little embarrassed, "I want to ask Brother Ren if you can get some tickets."

"Let me ask first." Lu Ren took out his phone, "How many do you want?"

"Six pictures. Me, Doctor, Haiyuan and 500 words and the others."

"Okay, got it." Lu Ren thought for a moment and decided to call Sentonshi first to see if he could get the tickets.

If you can't get it, ask the multi-tool man Ichihara Sensai to get it.

This is not enough.