Conan: The Self-cultivation of Fake Wine

Reason told Lu Ren that Bei Dao's words were biased. He has also passed the age where he gets excited after hearing a few slogans. But if it was Beidao, Lu Ren didn't think it mattered. He was willing to listen to it as many times as he wanted.

Lu Ren smiled and said: "You will definitely succeed. I will see that day coming."

Bei Dao smiled back and stretched out his right hand, "It's not me, it's us."

Lu Ren took the hand she extended and said, "It's a pleasure to cooperate."

"Pleasant to work with."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 401 The Human World

After sending Bei Dao home, Lu Ren stood alone in the employee apartment building for a while. For some reason, he wanted to have a cigarette now for the first time in a long time.

Obviously, the conversation with Bei Dao was very pleasant and exciting. But after calming down, the unexplainable annoyance and depression are gradually driving out those positive emotions.

This emotion was not directed at Bei Dao, nor did he have any objections to her. He has a problem with himself.

Bei Dao is 23 years old, and he was 29 in his previous life. This is obviously not much different, why can his mentality become so old and tired. If his position in his previous life had not required an external image, he would probably have quickly turned into the completely slovenly appearance of Mao Li from the inside out.

Obviously he did nothing wrong, but he just didn't know why things would develop like this step by step.

When he was 23 years old, was he as full of energy and with a bright light in his eyes as Bei Dao? Lu Ren didn't know. He only knew that he should not be trusted and expected by a genius like Bei Dao.

Conan, Mao Lilan, Hattori, Haibara... They are actually geniuses in the fields they are good at, and they have all achieved dazzling achievements. Suzuki Sonoko may be considered the most ordinary one, but she has the ability to make money.

Lu Ren was able to get along with them as equals just because he was too familiar with it. He had played Conan for more than 20 years and he had watched it for more than ten years. It has become an old friend's mentality. No matter how dazzling an achievement is, it becomes commonplace after seeing it too much.

But Beidao is obviously not in this category. This was someone completely foreign to him. Not only did this stranger have an outstanding appearance and a tall figure, he also joined Dongbao directly after graduating from university and became prosperous in this leading company in the field of Japanese news. With Bei Dao's talent, Lu Ren believed that even without his help, with Bei Dao's hard work, she would definitely succeed. This is nothing more than a matter of time.

She is undoubtedly a genius.

Lu Ren himself was able to reach the master level only with the help of plug-ins. Outsiders may not be able to tell, but Lu Ren himself knows that even if he continues to practice every day, he still cannot touch the writing level of his predecessor.

It was clear that Bei Dao was his best role model or the person he most aspired to. Now the situation is completely reversed.

"So what am I doing? Are you worried that your house will collapse? People like me can one day become the spiritual support of others. This feeling is really heavy."

Lu Ren sighed softly and turned around slowly. He walked on the path shaded by trees, and the orange light filtered through the branches and leaves, making patches of patches. He stared at the irregular shadows on the ground and suddenly laughed.

On the way here, why did he only notice the shadows of himself and Bei Dao, but ignore the shadows of the leaves. Obviously the latter is the more conspicuous one.

Things are really unpredictable in this world. You never know what will happen in the future.

This is the road that comes and goes, and it's always quiet. It's just that it's not so much quiet as it is peaceful when it comes. Lu Ren didn't dislike the silence when he left before, but now it's hard to talk about it.

The thought of smoking also faded away. But this thing is actually just talk. No matter how strong the desire to smoke is, Lu Ren will not buy cigarettes. This is not a matter of money or trouble.

After he officially quit smoking, when Lu Ren opened the drawer and cabinet where cigarettes were originally stored, he found that all the cigarettes inside had been replaced with snacks. When I asked Dabai, Haiyuan bought it. The child was caring about him in his own way.

With this kind of heart, it is really unjustifiable to smoke again.

【Even if I am like this, I am still loved. For them, should I try to become better? Even if the future may not be as expected. 】

……

Pushing forward a little, a certain famous detective who originally said that he must win suddenly changed his mind. He was conspiring loudly with Conan, desperately trying to make trouble for the wife team opposite, guiding and Ye Find the truth step by step.

Therefore, when Lu Ren arrived at the scene of the crime, the case had not yet been officially declared solved. Even if the two detectives already know who the murderer is, they are still waiting for each other to reveal the answer to the problem. But the time is almost up.

Lan said happily: "Brother Ren, you are late. He Ye already knows who the murderer is."

"Yeah, that's good." Lu Ren looked at the notebook in He Ye's hand, then at the photos on the table and the blood stains on the ground.

He Ye nodded and lived up to expectations and worked hard to deduce a wrong answer. The suspect she pointed out had a clear alibi at the time of the crime.

What's even more coincidental is that of the four suspects present, only the one identified by He Ye had a clear alibi.

This is a sad truth. It seems that he has pretty good luck. Sorry and Ye. He wants to win now more than ever.

Before Black Chicken Conan could speak, Lu Ren pointed at the tallest suspect.

"You are the murderer, right? You killed the deceased and tried to frame him using the method that He Ye just described."

Hattori, Conan? ? ?

With Ye and Lan? ? ?

Mu Mu said, "Take them away."

"No, I. You..." The tall criminal was incoherent.

"Brother Mu Mu, let me enlighten him."

As usual, Mu Mu patted Lu Ren's arm with his chubby hand, "Then I'll leave it to you, brother Lu Ren."

Lu Ren walked up to the prisoner, stretched out his hand and handed over a business card, "This is my business card. I am Lu Ren, a reporter from Dongbao. You may not know me, but that doesn't matter."

"No." The tall man winced, "I know you."

"That's even better. I know your motive for killing. Anyway, your starting point is good. I always appreciate kind people. If you take the initiative to explain clearly to the police now, I can also help you speak. You surrender. I will contact you with a good lawyer later. You can stay in there for a few years and then get out. But if you refuse to plead guilty."

Lu Ren lowered his voice at the right time, "I promise that from tomorrow on, the whole of Japan will know your face. What is your last name, where do you live, where did you go to school, and what kind of job do you do? Everyone will know it clearly. One day is not enough for two days, two days is not enough for three days. Then your family, relatives, and friends will be shamed because of you. You don’t want to see this happen."

When Lu Ren was chatting with this tall man, none of Conan's group came forward. On the contrary, the remaining three suspects moved closer rudely. So they listened clearly to the conversation just now.

In the first half, it was okay to persuade people to surrender, but the three of them were even a little disdainful. But when they heard the second half, the faces of these three people also became ugly. They looked at Lu Ren with frightened eyes, but they did not dare to say a word.

"I killed the man. I killed him. Officer, take me away quickly."

"Why are you so anxious? Explain clearly the motive of the murder and the method of committing the crime. Otherwise, it is nothing more than a surrender."

Mu Mu understood immediately, and regardless of the pleading in the criminal's eyes, he nodded and said, "That's right. Explain clearly."

……

The police took away the prisoner who successfully surrendered. Maoli and the others also followed them out of the office building. Different from Heiji's frustration and dissatisfaction, Lanhe and Ye are more puzzled and curious.

"Brother Ren, how did you know that the murderer was him?" Lan was the first to ask.

"Guess."

"what?"

"When Heye revealed who the murderer was, I paid attention to the expressions of the other three. The tall man was the calmest. And when Officer Megure pointed out that the suspect had an alibi, the tall man found it difficult to To cover up the disappointment and shock. So I guess the murderer should be him."

Hattori couldn't help but said, "So you didn't know what his modus operandi was before this?"

"I don't know. I'm not a god. How could I find evidence to find out his murderous methods in such a short period of time."

Lan: "Brother Ren, what did you say to him? He took the initiative to confess."

"It's some adult tricks. It's not a good thing. There's no need to listen." Lu Ren waved his hand, then took out his mobile phone and looked at the time, "It's already this time. Do you want to go to the Tokyo night market and have some midnight snacks together? Something like that. My treat."

"Okay, no problem."

Hattori opened his mouth, and seeing Kazuye nodding in agreement, he swallowed the words he had no time to say back into his stomach and responded dully.

"Let's go."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 402 Night Talk

Lu Ren acted as host and treated Conan and the others to a late-night supper that was generally enjoyable for both guest and host. The kind where Kazuha is satisfied with his food and Hattori’s attitude is indifferent.

If there is anything dissatisfied with me, it is not that I am dissatisfied with the food. His family is well off, but he has never developed the habit of a young master. There are things he likes to eat, and there's nothing he doesn't particularly like. Generally speaking, as long as you can eat it, you basically don’t have to choose. What he was dissatisfied about was where he chose to go.

Due to Lu Ren's unruly interference, the detective team and the wife team were not differentiated. But there is unlikely to be another case for them to compete in the short term.

Even if there were, it would be impossible for them to participate again. The previous coincidence was fine, if you deliberately took the initiative to find cases to solve for your own purposes. That's too much of an asshole.

Human life is not a joke.

In the end, he and Ye gave in and everyone went to see Koshien together. Judging from the results, Hattori is satisfied. What he was not satisfied with was the reasons for He Ye's decision.

What does "Since Lu Ren and Sister Xiao want to go see Jiaziyuan, let's go see it together. It's more convenient."

I'm a little irritated, but I can't say anything. Having said that, he seemed to be careless.

After finishing the supper, Mao Li first sent Conan and the others downstairs to the office, and then drove Lu Ren home, acting as a temporary taxi driver.

In the same room as Ye and Mao Lilan, Hattori took Conan to lay the floor together. After playing for a long time tonight, He Ye simply washed up and went back to the room to rest, and so did Lan. Mori hasn't come back yet, and Conan Hattori is the only two people left in the room.

Hattori couldn't sleep at the moment, lying on the mattress and turning over.

"What's wrong with you?" Conan, who was sleeping next to him, put down the mystery novel he just bought today and asked helplessly.

"I actually didn't lose today. I already knew who the murderer was before he came. And what he did was not reasoning at all. It was just nonsense. Guessing who the culprit is by looking at his expression is just a joke." Hattori said the first sentence. The speaking speed is still very slow, but then the words become smoother and faster.

"You really think so?"

"Huh?" Hattori noticed that Conan was looking at him a little strangely at this moment. This indescribable feeling made him feel uncomfortable all over, and he quickly urged, "Is there anything wrong? Tell me quickly, don't show off. .”

"Then I said it. From the moment Lu Ren walked in, he didn't pay attention to those suspects."

Hearing this, Hattori's expression suddenly changed and he asked hurriedly: "Is it always the case?"

"It's always been the case. So the explanation he gave was completely false and a casual lie."

"Then how did he solve the case? Did you secretly call him?"

"Are you sick? If I want to help, I will also help Xiaolan. Why are you calling him?"

"So He Ye and the others called him?"

Hearing this, Conan reached out and pinched Hattori's cheek, pulled it away a short distance before letting go, "Does it hurt? Are you awake now?"

Hattori covered his face and said, "This person is a pervert."

"Just get used to it." Conan replied casually and started reading the mystery novel again.

Hattori's desire to chat did not stop there, "Tell me what Kazuha was thinking. When she argued with me, she refused to give in at all. But when she heard that Riku Ren and the others were going to Koshien, she gave up and went to Takarazuka. It’s Koshien.”

"Where did you come from, a blasphemous middle-aged aunt? You're so annoying." Conan, who had been interrupted many times, put on a disgusting face, but after seeing what Hattori was like now, he couldn't bear it. Angry, thousands of words finally turned into a sigh.

"I didn't want to tell you. When Heye was talking about going to Koshien, although she mentioned Lu Ren, her eyes were actually always on you."

"Huh? Really?"

"believe it or not."

Hattori said nothing more, but the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously. After having fun by himself for a while, he began to rub Conan's arm with his hand, "How do you know that Lu Ren didn't pay attention to those three suspects?"

"Because my focus was always on him."

"Wow, you are so perverted."

"..."

Conan now only regretted that he was holding a book instead of a knife, otherwise he would have stabbed Hattori with a white knife in and a colorful knife out.

"Sure enough, you are still worried about this. His true identity." Hattori suddenly lowered his voice, his expression and tone no longer wanted to be beaten, but returned to his usual seriousness and concentration.

That's the bad thing about detectives. Some things can't be hidden at all.

"You guy." Conan closed the book completely and sighed, "I don't think I should care about this. At least I shouldn't subconsciously examine everything he does now because of his identity. . He is actually very good to me and us. But I can't control myself not to think about this."

Hattori shook his head, "You are just trying to get into trouble. You will definitely care about him. Even if he is not that status. For example, if you are a celebrity and you communicate with the celebrity in private, you will definitely think subconsciously, 'Hey, the celebrity actually You eat this kind of thing. You actually do this kind of thing.'"

"No. My mother is a star. I don't think there's anything special about her."

"..." Hattori was choked by these words for a while, "You kid..."

"That's what I say, but I still feel like I shouldn't. After all, I always think in a bad direction."

"I still don't understand why you are so obsessed with this." Hattori scratched off several strands of hair, "There are two ways. Either you cut off the relationship with him. Or you don't even think about it."

"Have you forgotten how Haiyuan scolded me? How I broke off the relationship."

"Yes, there is no such thing as her. Doesn't she also have that kind of identity? Why don't you worry about it?"

"It's different. She is a girl who is engaged in scientific research, and she is also very kind. She did this line of work purely because she was raised by the organization and had no choice. As for Lu Ren..."

Conan was silent for a while and said slowly, "Even in this industry, he is the most notorious one."

"The most elite talents in all walks of life."

"You can say that." Conan frowned, "On the other hand, Hattori, why don't you seem to care about this matter at all?"