Conan: The Self-cultivation of Fake Wine

"Mahua used to be the best skier among the four of us, but now..." Banqiao didn't want to continue, he turned around and continued to make the snowman.

A group of four people, one of whom has a very sarcastic personality, is really...

At this moment, the radio suddenly sounded, "It is detected that a snowstorm is about to hit. Please do not stay outside."

Blizzard Villa is also here, with all the elements.

"Pack your things and let's go in and stay."

"Ah."

After returning the rented ski equipment, Lu Ren opened four more rooms at the front desk.

At this time, heavy snow has fallen outside, and a blizzard is beginning to appear. You may have to stay here for one night today.

After completing the check-in procedures, it was already 11:30 in the morning, which was supposed to be lunch time.

As a result, the lady at the front desk was very apologetic and said that due to the sudden snowstorm, there were too many people diners, making it too busy. If you want to eat, you will have to wait for a while.

"Approximately what time is it?"

If the meal time is too late, just eat the dry food you brought.

"Around one o'clock. You can queue up to order now and we will contact you then."

"Alright." Lu Ren called Conan and the others over and asked most of them for their opinions, "Seven servings of curry rice."

"Ok."

Then Lu Ren took the door key and returned to his room.

Doctor Conan's room, Gentai Mitsuhiko's room, Ayumi Xiaoai's room, and Riku Ren's room alone.

Not long after entering the house, there was a knock at the door.

"The door is unlocked."

As the door opened, Lu Ren, who was at the desk, raised his head, "Huh? Why are you here, Xiao Ai? Is the room inappropriate? I'll contact the front desk now to find another room."

Haiyuan shook his head, "The room is okay, I just came over to see what you are doing?"

"Oh, that's right. I'm reading the original book. I asked the newspaper office to print it out for me."

The volume in Lu Ren's hand is more like a script than a book. It's just much thicker than the average script.

"This." Haiyuan glanced at the room and saw that there were no extra chairs, so he sat directly beside the bed. "I remember you told me."

"Well, there are ten chapters in total. Nine chapters were originally written. I am responsible for finishing the last chapter."

"Is it difficult?"

"That's for sure. Originally, his writing skills were not as good as mine. If I just helped him polish it, this job wouldn't be difficult."

Then Lu Ren changed the subject, "But it is very difficult to make up for his works and try to keep the style consistent. After all, I have never written a novel before."

"Ah."

"I originally went to visit Ms. Qi Chuan just to ask her for advice on how to write mystery novels. But something unexpected happened."

"Looking for another one?"

"No, I'll figure it out myself."

Not to mention whether it would be troublesome to find another trouble, Lu Ren was also worried about another accident. I always feel that after being in contact with Conan for a long time, he himself has become a "case-attracting" physique.

“This sequel is difficult, but the workload is not too heavy.

"so."

"It's just that I'm a little pressed for time. I have to finish it quickly, and then I have to start writing the manuscript to build momentum for the original. If I delay it for too long, I may not achieve the expected effect."

"Well, fine, you're busy."

But despite saying this, Haiyuan did not get up and leave, and still sat by the bed.

After waiting for a while, Lu Ren turned around again and looked directly into Huiyuan's eyes.

Only then did Lu Ren realize that Hui Yuan might have been looking at him, or staring at his back.

"Xiao Ai?"

"Did I disturb you?"

"That's not the case, it's just..."

"That's good, don't pay attention to me, please continue."

"..."

How could he not care!

The author has been feeling unwell recently. It may be due to Sanyang, but it may not be. It’s very uncomfortable anyway. Everyone should also take care of yourself and take precautions as much as possible.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 452 Just right

"Xiao Ai, do you want to watch it together?"

After struggling for a moment, Lu Ren extended an invitation to Huiyuan.

Anyway, he is still in the review stage and has no plans to write for the time being.

Even if there are no extra stools in the room, the two of them can sit on the edge of the bed and start watching from the beginning together.

At this stage when the Internet is not yet developed and smartphones are temporarily gone, Lu Ren is also worried that Haiyuan will be bored if he is alone.

But now the blizzard outside is getting worse, and going out at this time is obviously not a good choice.

"No need." Haiyuan seemed to be moving, but finally shook his head. "Work is urgent."

"Let's read it together." Lu Ren did not continue to ask, but directly took the manuscript and sat next to Hui Yuan.

"Maybe you can give me some advice."

"I haven't written a novel either."

"It doesn't matter if you haven't written it before. The key to mystery novels is reasoning, and other elements are just embellishments. Xiao Ai, your reasoning ability is not bad. Maybe you can deduce a more complete murder method from the evidence you originally left behind. .”

"Then you should call Edogawa over. He has very strong reasoning ability, and he especially likes to read mystery novels."

"Then he and I sit on the bed and read together?"

"No, let's forget it." After imagining that scene, Haiyuan gave up the idea instantly.

"I'm kidding, that's not the reason why I don't ask him for help. It's just because he becomes extremely opinionated when it comes to reasoning."

Lu Ren looked at the falling snow outside the window, "It's understandable, after all, he is a detective. In the detective profession, in addition to strong curiosity, you must also have enough self-confidence to support it."

"But he has his pride, and I have mine. After all, he has never written a book. Being able to reason and being able to write mystery novels can never be simply equated with the two."

"I have solved a large number of cases, and I am also engaged in related writing work. I still find it difficult to write a book. He will step in to give opinions and interfere with my ideas. The layman will guide the expert, and this book will eventually become a What does it look like?”

"Yeah, too."

In fact, Haiyuan felt that Conan might not be as dictating as Lu Ren said.

Conan has never written a book, but he has a father who is an author. He has been influenced by it since he was a child, so he should be aware of the author's taboos.

It's just... not necessary.

What reason does she have to refute Lu Ren's point of view for Conan's sake.

friendship? almost none. Especially after the ugly showdown that night, she never thought about repairing her relationship with Conan.

Taking a step back, even if she has some friendship with Conan, she is willing to vouch for him. But she had never asked Conan before if he was interested in writing a book.

Maybe he wasn't interested in writing a book at all, which is equally possible.

There is no need to make trouble for yourself.

Huiyuan just didn't expect that Lu Ren would be so determined on this matter.

She knew a long time ago that Lu Ren was a very independent and even stubborn person.

But this is limited to a very small number of things that he really cares about. For most things in daily life, his attitude is indifferent.

Show that you are easy-going, easy to talk to, and just let others make decisions.

"Brother Ren, you seem to value this book very much."

"Well, I'm quite interested in writing, but I never have enough time."

After all, writing was the first skill he advanced to master. Coupled with the accumulation of time and persistent practice, Lu Ren is still quite confident in this.

Although it is still not up to the level of its predecessor where you can pick up at your fingertips, splash ink, and turn out to be a wonderful article every time you write it.

However, after painstaking study and unremitting scrutiny, the articles he wrote when he was at his best also reached a very high level.

As for whether he is in good condition or not, he has a refreshing fragrance...

Then, Lu Ren's voice became lower, "If we are free in the future, I might become a writer. Although the book in our hands is just a continuation, it can also be regarded as my understanding of the writer's path. A preliminary attempt.”

"so."

"Yeah." Seeing Haiyuan's tight and serious look, Lu Ren smiled and rubbed her head, "But this is all for the future, there is no use thinking about it now. Relax, no need So nervous."

Writing is important, but it is unnecessary to put an excessive psychological burden on Haiyuan.

After all, he proposed to read a book with Haiyuan just to make the latter less bored in the room.

"Ah."

Lu Ren turned the manuscript to the first page, and the two of them read it from the beginning.

After a while, Haiyuan asked: "Brother Ren, am I watching a little slowly?"

"No, this shows that you are looking at it carefully."

"Ah."

One big and one small stood next to each other, quietly reading the same book. This rare moment of silence seems to slow down time.

……

At one o'clock in the afternoon, Lu Ren's phone suddenly rang. Haiyuan was stunned for a moment. After looking at the time on the wall, he folded the page he just read with some regret.

Before this, she actually didn't read much novels, let alone mystery novels.

But for some reason, she had been fascinated by it before.

When Lu Ren's phone rang, she realized that she had been reading here for more than two hours.

"Yeah, okay." Lu Ren hung up the phone, "Xiao Ai, call the doctor and the others to go have dinner together. Are you hungry?"

"good."

The two of them knocked on the door separately to call out the other people in the room, and went to the restaurant of the cabin to eat together.

On the way to pick up the food, Lu Ren and the others bumped into the previous students from the Fine Arts University, but they didn't see the mean female college student.

The remaining three people stood in the middle aisle of the restaurant, not knowing what they were talking about, and looking very anxious.

While Conan was quite curious about this and stopped to watch, Lu Ren had already found a table to sit down and started to wolf down the food in his mouth.

The ferocity of the food made Haiyuan a little worried, "Brother Ren, eat slowly and don't choke. I'll get you a bowl of soup again."

"Well, that's troublesome."

After queuing up again in Haibara for a bowl of miso soup, the doctor had already started chatting with several college students and learned from them what happened.

The companion of these college students, Miss Sakuko, was nowhere to be seen when meal time came. I searched several places but couldn't find it, and I couldn't get through the phone.

It is very possible that he ran outside the cabin, but the problem now is that there is a blizzard outside at the moment, the cold wind is howling and the visibility is quite low. It is very dangerous to go out rashly.

No one knows why she chose this time to run out of the cabin.

After learning of the emergency, Mr. Kudo Shinichi, an enthusiastic citizen, immediately extended a helping hand.

"You go look in front of the cabin, and we'll go behind the cabin. Let's split up."

As soon as he finished speaking, Conan felt a tap on the top of his head, and then heard a familiar voice.

"What are you going to do? I haven't seen what the weather is like outside. I just stay indoors and eat."