Conan: The Self-cultivation of Fake Wine

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About Conan's latest movie

About Conan's latest movie

The readers who are more concerned about the latest developments of Conan may have already known about the unbelievable operation of Conan Movie M26 in the past two days. If the situation is true, then it can only be said that Gosho Aoyama is really an iron NT who attacks every faction of Conan fans indiscriminately.

To be honest, if there is no need to do anything, you can just let Conan bite a lighter instead of doing this to disgust the fans.

This single sheet is mainly to express the author's attitude. The cerebral palsy operation of Gosho Aoyama is purely the author's personal behavior, please do not extend it to the character. Do not provoke a fight or scold the character, if you want to scold, scold the idiot Aoyama.

From now on, the author will permanently separate the work of Detective Conan from Gosho Aoyama himself. Just treat Aoyama as dead.

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Chapter 426 What can I do?

Earlier in the car, when Lan and Lu Ren explained what the curse of evil spirits was, they omitted one point. That was this gentleman from Kunitomo's family. After experiencing the brake failure, his energy and energy became extremely poor. He was like a full balloon that quickly shriveled up when pricked by a needle.

Junda Kunitomo is exactly like this, with deep-set eye sockets and thick black circles, hair as white and dry as dead grass, and a clear sound of breathing can be heard when he speaks. When he and the fat butler next to him were in the same frame, it was hard to believe that they were of the same age group. One seems to be still young, strong, smart and capable. The other one is like a candle in the wind.

Lu Ren once suspected that even if there was no so-called "curse of evil spirits", this tuberculosis ghost would not be alive for a few days.

Standing with the head of the family, Chun Da, Kunyou, apart from his wife, Kunyou Anrong, there was also a middle-aged man with short hair. According to the fat butler's introduction, this short-haired man is the general manager of the security company and also a friend of the lady. He may have just been invited by the housekeeper's wife as a guest, or he may have the same mission goal as Maori and others, and was also entrusted with solving the so-called "evil spirit curse".

No matter what happens, Lu Ren is already prepared to make an empty trip for Mao Li. After all, the client has failed, so the commission fee will naturally be lost. Lu Ren didn't care. What he cared about was not the money, but the possible number of draws.

Due to physical reasons, Kunitomo Atsuda did not chat much with Maori, but he held Maori's hand throughout the whole process, fully expressing his ardent hope for the famous detective. Of course, it can also be understood as seeking medical treatment in a hurry.

Maoli naturally agreed wholeheartedly. When he made a promise to others, he always said it very fully. Whether he could achieve it was another matter. He had to control his momentum. Coincidentally, the head of the Kunitomo family did this. He patted Maori on the shoulder, turned and walked into the next room, followed by his wife and the security manager.

As the door closed, the fat butler also turned around and invited Mao Li and the others to take a look around the entire mansion.

……

This stroll lasted until evening. Although Brother Maori usually looks frivolous, he is actually very frivolous. But when faced with his own job, he still showed his utmost patience and concentration. He would carefully observe every room and every item that might be suspicious.

To be honest, Lu Ren was ashamed of his determination. He only worked on aspects that he felt were useful. This kind of work, with no room for improvement at all, was purely manual labor. He couldn't maintain the high level of concentration like Maori.

Just like now, after following Mao Li around a few rooms, Lu Ren felt so bored that he just put on a two-piece suit for marginalized people and ran away to fish. It was not until dinner time that he rejoined the team. At this time, no one noticed Lu Ren's sudden disappearance and sudden appearance. No one was surprised, and no one talked to Lu Ren about this issue, as if he had never left.

Then the fat butler took Maoli and the others to the restaurant for dinner. Although it seemed that they had found nothing so far, this evil curse was not something that could be solved overnight. If it were really that easy to solve, those magicians who are good at deceiving people would have solved this problem long ago. Where would the gross profit come from to make this money?

So the fat butler not only prepared dinner for Mao Li and the others, but also reserved a guest room for them. He hoped that Mao Li and the others would stay here for one night and continue investigating the curse tomorrow.

Compared with the small fights now, tomorrow is the real highlight. Because these strange things that happened at Kunitomo's house did not happen at the same time, but there were certain patterns. Every strange thing happened on the fourth day of the month. And tomorrow happens to be October 4th.

Of course, we’ll talk about tomorrow’s matters tomorrow, but now we’d better eat first. Kunitomo's restaurant is located on the second floor. The decoration is similar to that of a small Western restaurant, with more than one table. For people like Kunitomo's family, there was no need for so many tables. They were probably used for entertaining guests just like today.

Dinner tonight is steak braised in red wine with some vegetables. Lu Ren and the four of them sat at the table by the window, and the driver with narrow eyes sat at a table.

As for the three heads of the Kunitomo family, they did not appear here. They were probably dining in another room. That's normal, rich people have more rules.

Maori and the others were cutting the steak slowly, and Miss Hakka, who had greeted them before, came up to the restaurant on the second floor with a pot of coffee. Different from the previous sportswear, she now put on a pure white chef's uniform. After placing the coffee pot on the tray next to her, she began to look at the squinting driver in front of her with her hands on her hips.

"Why are you wearing gloves while eating? I've already washed them very well. It's really too much."

The squinty-eyed driver apologized profusely. He glanced at the watch he was wearing and said it was time to send his master to the hospital.

"Drink this cup of coffee before leaving." Miss Bohua picked up the coffee pot and poured a full cup for it. She looked at the squinting eyes with a smile as she hurriedly left but had to sit here and was burned by the coffee from time to time. .

Lan, who was a little further away, paused her meal. She looked at the interaction between the driver and the chef and smiled from the bottom of her heart. "They have a very good relationship."

The fat butler standing aside nodded in agreement, "Their parents are good friends, and they are childhood sweethearts."

Hey, Conan's heart moved, isn't that just like him and Xiaolan. So he subconsciously looked at Lu Ren. Every time someone mentioned the word childhood sweetheart, he would always catch Lu Ren's fleeting smile. Although he doesn't know why, maybe it's just a simple detective intuition, Conan always thinks that Lu Ren's smile at this time is relatively pure. It's like the word "childhood sweetheart" has some special magic power. Just hearing it makes you feel happy.

However, Conan the Goose failed this time. Today, Lu Ren didn't react at all. He just lowered his head and cut the steak politely, putting small pieces into his mouth. There was no smile, and there was no hint of happiness.

This change made Conan feel a little uneasy subconsciously, but he quickly convinced himself. After all, Lu Ren was always attentive while eating, so he probably didn't hear what the fat butler said.

Conan turned around and waved to his childhood sweetheart, "Sister Bohua, please give me a cup of coffee too."

"Okay." Miss Bohua agreed quickly, but when she picked up the coffee pot and looked up at Conan, she was suddenly frozen in place as if she had been hit by a spell.

"I'll do it." Miss Namika's mother, who was the maid just now, Ms. Shigeko, took the coffee pot and quickly walked over to Conan and poured a cup of coffee for each of Conan and the four of them.

"I'm really sorry. My child is afraid of heights. She doesn't dare to go near the windows above the second floor." After pouring the coffee, the maid changed the topic. She looked at the fat butler who was arranging the tablecloths not far away and said to her Several people whispered: "As for this one, he has obsessive-compulsive disorder. He cannot accept anything that is even slightly skewed."

Obsessive-compulsive disorder, fear of heights, mysophobia, and acrophobia.

This family is really interesting. But it's not a big problem, as long as it doesn't affect others, it doesn't matter. The first three symptoms were familiar to Lu Ren. They were all very common symptoms. Everyone had them more or less. It was just a matter of degree. Only this last advanced phobia was something Lu Ren had seen for the first time. He feels that this symptom has a greater impact on daily life than the first three.

Just like now.

Lu Ren wiped his mouth and looked at the maid, "Ms. Maozi, I have a question to ask you."

"Please tell me."

"You have acrophobia, so when you eat Western food, wouldn't it be that you can't use knives and forks, especially forks?"

"Yes. It's not necessary." Ms. Shigeko replied calmly, "Take this steak as an example. Every time I cut it into small pieces with a knife, and then eat it with round-headed chopsticks, or Eat it with a spoon. However, Xian Zao (the fat butler) who has obsessive-compulsive disorder can’t stand the way I eat it, and it really doesn’t look good. So I usually take the rice inside to eat.”

"so."

Lu Ren nodded, "Being considerate of others is a very valuable quality. But as far as eating is concerned, I don't think there is anything wrong with what you did. It is a common rule to use knives and forks when eating Western food, and you are willing to do as the Romans do. It is a good thing to respect this rule, but if you are really not used to it and eat in the way you are accustomed to, I think it is also understandable. In the end, it is your own choice, and you can do whatever you feel comfortable with."

"Brother, you are really good at talking." Ms. Maozi smiled with a smile on her face. She saw that there was nothing in front of Lu Ren, and even the side dishes were completely wiped out on the plate. "Tonight's dinner is still in line with your taste." ?Would you like another one?"

"Your daughter's cooking skills are very good. If you can, please give me another portion. I have a big appetite."

"It's easy to talk about." Maozi nodded repeatedly, "It's a good thing to be able to eat."

After finishing the meal, the fat butler took Lu Ren and the others to the guest room. Since four people came this time, the fat housekeeper prepared two guest rooms for them, with two single beds in one room. Ran and Conan were in one room, and Mori Rikuto was in one room.

However, it was far from rest time. Lu Ren left the room, and Conan followed him out.

The two of them leaned against the wall of the corridor, and Conan said: "Brother Ren, the driver and the chef here are childhood sweethearts."

"Ah."

Seeing Lu Ren's very cold reaction, Conan was a little in disbelief. He repeated without giving up: "They are childhood sweethearts."

"So, so what if we are childhood sweethearts."

Conan was speechless now. He couldn't say that he wanted to see Lu Ren happy. Especially after learning about Lu Ren's previous experience, he had this idea even more. But when I think about it, it feels weird to say it.

Finally, he changed the topic and took out a small notebook from his pocket, "I found that there are certain patterns in the time when the previous supernatural events occurred. The details are like this..."

Thanks to Gangplank’s little fan for the tip.

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Chapter 427 Burning Paper for Something

In the traditional calendar of China, there is a kind of annotation called Liuyao, which is used to mark the good and bad luck of each day. This kind of annotation is said to have been created by Zhuge Kongming, so it is also called "Kongming Liuyao Star" and is mainly used for military strategy. It was later introduced to Japan and became popular there, but it is gradually declining in China, where it originated.

I have to admit that before Conan explained the Six Suns to Lu Ren, he did not know that this thing originally originated in his hometown. Many things have disappeared in the long river of history for various reasons.

According to Conan, in the earliest calendar, "Liu Yao" was used to divide the 30 days of a month into 5 equal parts to distinguish each day, and to distinguish each day with the names of Xian Sheng, You Yin, Xian Los, Buddha Mie, Da'an and Chikou. The sequence repeats itself.

As mentioned before, Liuyao is an inscription used to indicate good or bad luck every day. Win first: the upper auspicious and the lower auspicious; first lose: the upper auspicious and the lower auspicious; Youyin: morning and evening are auspicious, daytime is inauspicious; Chikou: noon is auspicious, all other times are inauspicious; Da'an: the six observatories are the most auspicious; Buddha's death: the six observatories are the most inauspicious;

Coincidentally, every time a supernatural event occurs, it is the most unlucky day of the Buddha's demise among the six stars. Therefore, Conan concluded that the prisoner most likely did it deliberately.

"The curse of the evil spirit that destroyed the Buddha." Lu Ren peeled off a piece of orange fructose and threw it into his mouth. Then he handed Conan another piece, but when it was delivered to Conan, Lu Ren changed his mind and put the candy back in his pocket, "No, eating candy too late is not good for children's teeth."

Conan: "..."

He hesitated for a moment and asked tentatively: "Brother Ren, what do you think of this matter?"

"I don't have any opinion." Lu Ren took out his phone and looked at the time, "Okay, it's past twelve o'clock now. It's time for the good boy to rest."

Before he finished speaking, a familiar scream suddenly came from the room. Conan was the first to react and went straight back to the bedroom, shouting nervously: "What's wrong with Sister Xiaolan?"

At this time, both Maori and his daughter were standing on the open-air balcony outside the window. Maori looked sternly and pointed directly above them. Conan looked up in the direction of Maori's finger and found that on the balcony on the third floor, there was a middle-aged man hanging upright outside the railing, swaying gently in the wind. It's not magic, it's just a thick hemp rope around his neck. This person is none other than the short-haired man whom I met before, Toshichi Sekiguchi, the CEO of the security company.

Lu Ren then walked in and looked up. He found that the old man hanging outside the balcony railing, besides being relatively straightforward, had also dropped his right shoe to the balcony on the second floor. Perhaps it was this that led the Maori father and daughter to go to the window to observe the situation.

If this old man's shoes had not fallen off, the abnormal situation here would probably have been hidden by the night for a longer time.

Lan's scream soon alerted the fat butler. After seeing the straight gate, he stood there stunned for a moment. After he recovered, he dialed 110 or 120. After he calmed down, he started calling the house owner's wife, Guoyou An Rong.

For the hospital check-up at eight o'clock in the evening, my wife accompanied Kunyou Chundai there. As for the reasons why the fat housekeeper called his wife, one was to report the situation, and the other was to urge them to come back quickly and open the door to the bedroom on the third floor.

Perhaps for safety's sake, Junda Kunitomo installed a fingerprint lock on his room, and no one except him could open it. The place where this straight man died happened to be Junta Kunitomo's own dormitory.

Conan just ran to the third floor and took a look. The door is now closed.

"Either it was suicide, or it was murder in a secret room." Lu Ren paused for a moment, "Or maybe it was a ghost."

"Ren, brother Ren, don't scare me." Lan's face quickly turned pale. She subconsciously looked to the side, only to find that her Conan pillow was not here. "How can there be ghosts in this world?"

"That's right." Mao Li also didn't believe it.

"It would be better if it was really a ghost. People's hearts are more terrifying than ghosts."

After leaving the room, Conan stood at the door and whispered: "Don't scare her, she is afraid of this. Eh."

Conan reached out and took the candy thrown by Lu Ren.

"I won't be able to sleep tonight until the police arrive and solve the case. If you're sleepy, take a candy to refresh yourself. It's mint flavored."

"Well." Conan put the mints in his pocket and began to talk to Lu Ren about his theory, "The chef lady is afraid of heights, and her mother is afraid of acrophobia. So the murderer should not be the two of them. Of course it is not necessarily the case. , they might be faking it. Brother Ren, what do you think?"

"Who knows."

Lu Ren still did not answer Conan's question directly. As time went by and the plot progressed, Lu Ren successfully recalled the case.

This is a serial murder case. The murderer's revenge is far from over. The death of Nao Sekiguchi is just an appetizer. Let's just continue the show. Although the serial murder case is only a draw. Sometimes, in order to save trouble, Lu Ren will directly catch the murderer when the serial murder case just starts.

But considering the matter, in today's situation, Lu Ren is willing to give the murderer more time to realize his wish.

After all, some people are indeed of no use living in this world and would be better off dead.

Before the police arrived, Kunitomo and his wife returned home first. Kunitomo Junda opened the door to his bedroom and officially confirmed Sekiguchi Nao's death.

At the same time, Conan also grabbed the hand of Sekiguchi Naoman before the police arrived, and received a small card and a punch from Maori Ai.

Mori confiscated Conan's loot, but did not tell the Kunitomo family. Instead, he hid it secretly and handed the card to Officer Henggou after the police arrived.

Officer Henggou, who had a noodle or coral head, quickly showed a reassuring smile when he saw Maori was present. They got together to discuss the case and began to question everyone in the mansion one by one.

The time of Sekiguchi's death was approximately between 8:30 and 9:00 pm. At this time, the driver with narrow eyes was driving Guoyou and his wife to the hospital for medical treatment. With an alibi, the suspicion of murder was basically ruled out.

The suspicions of the fat butler and the chef and his daughter have not yet been cleared. As Conan said, they are probably pretending to have obsessive-compulsive disorder, fear of heights, or something like that.

As time went by and the police continued to inquire, more details were revealed - Thirteen years ago, the Kuniyo couple took their servants to the sea for fun, but they encountered a shipwreck and sank. Only the Kuniyo couple and Sekiguchi survived. Disaster. Among the people who died in that shipwreck were the driver's father and brother, the fat housekeeper's lover, and the chef's father.

However, the above information does not currently provide any help in solving this murder case. The case reached a deadlock for a while. Everyone in Kunitomo's family also returned to their bedrooms. Among them, only Junta Kunitomo had a strange reaction. He ignored his wife's request and went into the bedroom alone.

Needless to say, the consequences of this kind of behavior of being alone on a horror set. Fleeting.

The first person to notice this was Conan. He followed the rope hanging from the third-floor balcony and climbed all the way up from the second-floor balcony, and informed everyone through the intercom placed in the room that Kunitomo Jundai had been killed.

Lu Ren picked up his spirits and it was time to reap the fruits of victory. He glanced at the panicked Mrs. Kunitomo. In fact, if the murderer's plan went well, she would be the next target.

It's just that things in the world are never completely satisfactory. With Conan here, this case will be solved immediately, and the murderer will have no chance to continue killing people.

That’s it.

A group of people went up to the third floor. Xiaolan followed Conan's instructions and continued to wait at the elevator entrance on the second floor. Because according to his speculation, the murderer was most likely forced to stay on the third floor. Their next task is to find out the murderer hiding somewhere on the third floor.

There is really no suspense about finding someone. As soon as the identification was opened, Lu Ren found out the murderer, the brother of the driver with narrow eyes, in just a few seconds. He did not die in that shipwreck, but was knocked ashore by the waves and survived by luck.

The motive for the murder is easy to guess. The shipwreck that year was entirely man-made. Naoto Sekiguchi killed his family and friends, and Kunitomo and his wife were accomplices. In order to retaliate against the three men, the two brothers joined forces to commit the crime.

That's what it's all about anyway. Police officer Henggou escorted the narrow-eyed brother away. Lu Ren and the others returned to the guest room to continue resting. If you have enough energy to get up tomorrow morning, you will get the commission fee. After all, they have completely solved this evil curse.

Even if the client dies, the client’s wife is no longer around. She will definitely give the money. The murder case thirteen years ago, as Brother Nian Mianyan said, because there was basically no evidence preserved, there was basically nothing the legal process could do to her. But public opinion, the murderous knife, can. I don't think East News would reject such an explosive article.

Sometimes, to deal with gangsters, you have to use more gangster tactics. Because I talk to them politely and rationally. These scum won't listen.

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