Conan: The Self-cultivation of Fake Wine

At this time, the little round hat lit another cigarette. The car became filled with smoke, but even so, Curly Hair still did not open the window.

While smoking a cigarette, the little round hat said: "Do you think we have met a ghost?"

"Don't talk nonsense, there are no ghosts in this world." Curly Hair retorted, but he was not very confident.

"Yes, if you don't do bad things, you won't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door." So Lu Ren opened the car door again.

These two are also real people and have experienced what just happened. He didn't even lock the car door.

"Who? Who!"

"come out!"

Lu Ren closed the car door.

Lu Ren opened the car door.

Close, open, close again.

After struggling several times, the two locked themselves in the car.

If you really want to say it, these two are pretty brave. When ordinary people encounter this kind of thing, they must be as far away from the place where the incident occurred as possible. Unlike these two people, they just stayed in the car and fought.

Although they were shaking like an electric motor, they refused to abandon the car and run away.

It seems that Akai Shuichi has a good command of his subordinates.

Just another ten minutes passed, and the two people hiding in the car heard someone knocking on the car window. Then they heard voices again, but neither of them responded.

Just like this, after a while, the sound of knocking on the window and the sound of talking turned into the sound of forcibly opening the door. The two trembled even more violently. They looked at each other and took out the pistol from under the car seat.

……

"Officer Memu, is it the person in this car who was disturbing the people downstairs just now?"

"Yes. All the residents identified it. As a result, the two people in the car did not say anything about getting out of the car, but locked the door. They also refused to communicate. The plot was vile and the arrogance was extremely arrogant." Mu Mu narrowed his eyes and smiled coldly. "Call the tow truck. Take away the person and the car together. I really thought I couldn't cure you."

"Yes!"

Lu Ren, who was watching: "Huh?"

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 375 Orange Fructose

To be fair, the current situation was indeed something Lu Ren did not expect. Because he really didn't call the police.

It can only be said that the residents of Yoneka Town are very vigilant and good at actively and legally safeguarding their rights and interests.

The two agents only yelled for more than ten minutes before the police were summoned.

Of course, even if they were really recruited, it would actually be okay.

Wait for the police to come, open the door and get out of the driveway, apologize, admit your mistake, and have a nice attitude.

When encountering this kind of thing, most police officers mainly deal with it by admonishing and admonishing. That is to say, a few words of verbal criticism. This time, be careful not to do it again next time. Unless they are the kind who meet many times and never change despite repeated admonitions.

Because if you really need to be charged with this kind of thing, such as picking quarrels and provoking trouble or something like that, then you have to take it back to the Metropolitan Police Department and make a record.

It's time-consuming and labor-intensive. One more thing is worse than one less thing, and the police are afraid of trouble.

As a result, Lu Ren really didn't expect that these two people would not get out of the car.

Whether it was the initial gentle reminder by knocking on the window, or the increasingly irritable slap on the window and loud shouting, or even the final forceful pull on the car door. They both showed no reaction at all.

It's really a bastard who is determined to take the weight of the scale.

There were residents watching from a distance or upstairs in the apartment. This Mu Mu's face can't stand it.

Then there is nothing more to say.

When the tow truck came over and put the black car on the bed, the two iron-headed boys seemed to finally react and rolled down the window to explain.

As a result, Memu didn't give him a chance. He gave the two of them two choices with a cold face. Either sit in your own car and be towed back by a tow truck, or sit in a police car and go back.

As for the two people who kept repeating, "I didn't get out of the car earlier because there was a ghost." Mu Mu was not moved at all, but secretly thought that he might have to contact the local mental hospital later.

Lu Ren watched them leave. If possible, he would like to follow them and have a look. It's just that time doesn't allow it, there's another case waiting for him here.

So, wish them both good luck.

……

After all this trouble, it is already ten o'clock in the evening. Lu Ren made a rough estimate and felt that it had not been long since the incident.

The Masked Swordsman movie is shown at 11pm. Conan and the others were awakened by unexpected cases before they even watched the movie.

So the time of the crime must have been between ten and eleven o'clock. The exact number depends on when the mustache comes back.

When he was tormenting the two agents earlier, Lu Ren was also paying attention to the apartment. Mustache did not come back, which was why he had the confidence to torment the duo.

Lu Renzhe returned to the apartment building. Since he didn't have the key to the door, he stood waiting at the door. While waiting, he was thinking about one thing at the same time - the agent duo in the original work had been very quiet, and Conan and the Huangmao employees were able to sleep peacefully.

But now the two agents were making a big fuss, which was enough to disturb the public. Then will Conan and the others continue to sleep like in the original work? Or did you say you were woken up by the noise?

If that's the case, and the unsuspecting Mustache continues to act according to the original plan, then there's probably going to be a big problem.

Ok……

It seems like it doesn't matter if something goes wrong. It would be better to have a problem. He, Lu, is the nemesis of criminals.

After waiting for another ten minutes, Mustache came up from the stairs with a cloth bag in his arms. After reaching the door, he removed the cloth bag and revealed the dagger previously wrapped inside.

He held the knife in one hand, took a few deep breaths to adjust his breathing, then took out the key, opened the door and walked in. Lu Ren followed closely behind.

After a while, screams suddenly sounded in the room. Lu Ren took the opportunity to turn on the light in the living room.

Under the light, Mustache's crazy and excited expression was clearly visible, and there was blood splattered on his face and hands.

At this time, Lu Ren had already taken off his marginal two-piece suit and looked at his mustache with a smile.

Mustache naturally noticed Lu Ren, and his face instantly turned pale.

Lu Ren didn't hesitate, and while taking several photos in a row, he quietly pressed the recorder and said, "Everyone gets the stolen goods. Mr. Negami, do you have anything else to say? Forget it, don't talk to me if I have you." Say, keep it and talk to the police.”

"I, alas..." Mustache sat on the ground with a dejected look.

As for rushing out with a knife. Not within the scope of his consideration. When Lu Ren was eating in the cafeteria earlier, Mustache was also there. Lu Ren's appetite can equal five of him, and he doesn't think he will be Lu Ren's opponent at all.

Being able to eat itself is a deterrent.

The next moment, Conan rushed out of the room. The other little ones followed closely behind.

Seeing that the murderer hadn't left yet, Conan shouted loudly and turned on the sight of the anesthesia watch.

"You are the murderer! Huh? Brother Ren?"

"Yeah." Lu Ren nodded.

"It's okay then." Conan's expression suddenly relaxed. He closed the cover of his watch and said consciously, "I'll call the police."

He turned around and drove the few little ones who were still dazed and craning their necks to watch back to the bedroom.

Although it is unlikely, it would be bad if the murderer was desperate and took these children as hostages.

Especially for Ayumi, Conan found that the probability of her being held hostage by the murderer was particularly high.

With Lu Ren present, the little ones returned to the bedroom obediently.

Conan took out his cell phone to call the police. Haiyuan stood beside him, looking up and down at Lu Ren who was standing at the door.

The moment he saw Lu Ren, the feeling of restlessness and even irritability lingering in Huiyuan's heart immediately disappeared without a trace.

It can be said that after seeing Lu Ren, she felt at ease instantly.

This feeling is certainly true, after all, Lu Ren has saved her from fire and water many times. But Haiyuan felt a little strange this time.

The previous times when she was uneasy, she clearly realized that she was in danger, and then Lu Ren stepped in to solve the problem or the person who raised the problem.

This time she felt nothing. You can't just feel irritable because you haven't seen Lu Ren for a while, right? They didn't stay together every day before.

Eh?

Haven't seen Lu Ren for a while?

Isn’t Lu Ren always here?

Huihara fell into deep thought.

At the same time, Megure hung up the phone and asked Takagi to pull over.

"A murder occurred in the place we just went to. Let's turn around and go back. As for the two mentally ill people, we still proceed as planned. Let the tow truck take them back, and I will arrange for Miwako to be responsible for the response."

Takagi responded, turned the car around, and asked, "Is it possible that the murder is related to those two mentally ill people?"

"It shouldn't matter. It was an indoor murder." Mumu paused for a moment, "And the person who reported the crime was Conan. According to him, Brother Lu Ren had caught the murderer on the spot."

"Oh, that's okay."

Mu Mu came very quickly. He entered the apartment room and first cuffed the mustache based on Lu Ren's identification. Then while other police officers were busy, they started to communicate with Lu Ren.

Lu Ren sent the photos taken on his mobile phone to Mu Mu via email.

With such irrefutable evidence, the prisoner also confessed. There was nothing to say, so Mu Mu waved his hand and led the team away directly. In addition to the murderer, Mu Mu also took away Huang Mao and took him to the police station for questioning.

As soon as a few people left, the noisy room suddenly became quiet. If it weren't for the pool of blood on the sofa, no one would know that a murder had just occurred here.

When encountering such a thing, the Masked Swordsman would definitely not be able to bear it. Lu Ren took the little ones and left. It was getting late now, so he planned to let the little ones sleep at his house for the night.

After leaving the apartment, we headed to the parking lot. Haiyuan deliberately walked at the end. She reached out to hold Lu Ren's hand and asked in a low voice, "Were you always in the room before?"

"Huh? What's wrong?"

"It's nothing. I just feel like I forgot about you for a while."

"Well, I went out once. Because I found two people sitting in a car downstairs. I suspected that someone might be watching you."

"That……"

"It's okay, I was overthinking it. They were just two lunatics. They had been forcibly taken away by Officer Megure for disturbing the residents. Didn't you hear it upstairs?"

Haiyuan shook his head.

"Ok."

After walking a while, Lu Ren stopped and said, "Xiao Ai, why don't you let go first. I want to drive."

Only then did Huiyuan realize that she had been holding Lu Ren's hand and hadn't let go. She looked forward and found several little ones smiling evilly in the distance.

Haiyuan didn't care either. She let go of her hand without changing her expression, opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat.

The next moment, she noticed something extra in her hand.

Haiyuan opened his palms and saw clearly that there was a piece of orange-flavored fructose in his hands.

She peeled off the candy wrapper very carefully, making as little noise as possible, and quickly popped the candy into her mouth.

At this time Lu Ren said: "I've always been there."

"What?" A few of the little ones didn't understand.

Lu Ren didn't explain, as long as someone understood.

After a moment, Haiyuan replied, "Yes."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 376 Unable to understand

ps: Because it is very important, I write it at the beginning. Everyone knows the current situation. Just take the author's home, a small county with less than 200,000 people. The number has reached three digits, and it is not convenient to disclose the specific amount online. It can only be said that the number is increasing exponentially. It is foreseeable that four or five digits will be reached soon. The author estimates that one day he will be crowned, it is just a matter of time. Maybe everyone can really stock up on some canned yellow peaches, as said online. This is definitely useless and does not cure the disease, but at least it has a psychological comfort effect. A friend also personally confirmed that even when the canned yellow peach has been eaten, the sense of taste is damaged, and everything tastes bitter, canned yellow peaches can still taste sour. For this reason alone, the author also thinks it is worth buying some. It’s good to be able to eat this when you have no appetite for food.

In short, I hope all readers and friends will take precautions. Although it is unlikely, if antipyretics are still available in your city, it is recommended to buy some. Other authors don’t understand either. Hope everyone is doing well. that's all.

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On an ordinary day, Lu Ren was writing in Mihua Cafe as usual. It’s just that my writing experience today was not great. For some reason, Lu Ren always feels a little irritated today. It was like a group of invisible and intangible transparent insects flying buzzing in his ears.

He put down his pen temporarily and turned to look out the window. Since technology is not yet developed and smartphones are no longer available, Lu Ren usually looks at the scenery outside the window to adjust when he is tired from writing, and occasionally leaves his seat to go for a walk. Anyway, his position is not afraid of being occupied.

It just doesn't work out today, it's been overcast since this morning. Now it is drizzling outside. People are hurrying on the street. The scenery outside is really nothing interesting.