Conan: The Self-cultivation of Fake Wine

No matter how much fun it was to watch the show before, Nanatsuki Yueshui became even more panicked when she saw Lu Ren pointing the gun at her.

Although she is already twenty years old and has been in society for two years, she is a qualified adult.

But I also don't want to be scolded to death in front of so many people.

Lu Ren's stern tone and expression made her successfully recall all the substitute teachers, class teachers and dean of studies during her high school years.

That was not a pleasant experience.

"I never blamed Hattori, it was Hakuba and Tokizu who did that. I even praised him and said I liked his behavior, right Hattori?"

"Ah? That's right."

"Well, then I was wrong about you. I'm sorry."

"It's okay, it's okay." Koshimizu Nanatsuki waved her hands repeatedly, "I also like what you said just now."

"I'm going to go out for a walk, come with me."

"What about me?" Nanatsuki pointed at herself, and when she saw Lu Ren nod, she said in embarrassment, "But I haven't eaten yet."

"It won't take you long."

"OK then."

Nanatsuki Koshimizu followed Lu Ren out of the restaurant, wondering in her mind why Lu Ren asked her to come out.

Could it be that he was pursuing her?

If that's the case, just refuse it directly.

To be fair, Lu Ren's appearance was not bad, and his external conditions could be considered excellent. And she also liked what Lu Ren said just now.

It's just that she has more important things to do now, and she has neither the time nor the mood to engage in romance.

After walking for a while, Lu Ren stopped and reached out to open a door.

"This is your room, let's go in and talk."

Nanatsuki Koshimizu was instantly alert, "Is there anything you can't say outside?"

"It's not convenient outside." Seeing that she had crossed her arms and made a defensive posture, Lu Ren didn't want to waste more time with her, and whispered directly in her ear, "Lavender Villa Murder Case."

Hearing these words, Nanatsuki Koshimizu's pupils instantly contracted.

"Well, you can invite me in now, right?"

"Please come in."

After Lu Ren entered the room, Yueshui Nanatsuki closed the door.

"You can talk now."

"Don't be in a hurry, sit down first." Lu Ren patted the edge of the bed, motioning Yueshui Nanatsuki to sit over.

After she did as he asked, Lu Ren continued, "Close your eyes and let me perform a magic trick for you."

After sitting next to Lu Ren, Yueshui Nanatsuki realized how oppressive the person next to her was. No wonder Baiba Tan was unable to fight back before.

The aura of the person being photographed is so oppressive that he can't even open his mouth, let alone fight back.

Correspondingly, Nanatsuki Koshimizu is a little panicked now.

"You, don't do anything rash. There is a group of detectives outside. And this is an uninhabited island. Even if you did something, you can't get away."

"Don't be afraid. I won't do anything to you. I just want to perform a magic trick for you. Close your eyes. Open them when I say so."

Lu Ren spoke gently, but his eyes were fixed on the back of Yueshui Nanatsuki's neck. If it didn't work, a knife would have the same effect.

"Okay, I'll believe you this time."

Nanatsuki Koshimizu closed her eyes, and what she was worried about did not happen.

This……

At this moment, there was a crisp sound of finger snapping, and Lu Ren's voice also sounded, "Okay, open your eyes."

Nanatsuki Koshimizu did as she was told, and then she was surprised to find that there was a chair in front of her.

A man was tied to a chair. His mouth was stuffed with a white cloth and he was stripped down to his underwear. He looked terrified and twisted his body constantly, trying to break free.

But it didn't move at all, as if the chair was nailed to the floor, silently proving that he was just doing useless work.

What a refreshing time!

Shouldn't he have designed a secret room in his own room? Why was he here? And he was tied up.

At the same time, Koshimizu Nanatsuki also noticed that in front of Tokitsu Junya, there was a row of utensils neatly arranged.

Some I know, some I don’t.

Scalpels, scissors, bone-chopping knives, nails, tweezers, hammers, saws, pliers...

"How about it, do you like this magic trick I performed for you?"

"Mr. Lu Ren, what are you doing? This joke is not funny at all."

As she said that, Nanatsuki Koshimizu picked up the scissors on the ground and pretended to untie the rope on Junya Tokitsu.

"Don't be in a hurry. Let me tell you a story. After listening to it, you might change your mind."

"Oh? I'd like to hear more about it." Nanatsuki Koshimizu clenched the scissors tightly. With the sharp weapon in her hand, she felt more confident.

“I once heard that there is such an interrogation method in modern interrogation.

When interrogating prisoners, sometimes they would tie the prisoner's two thumbs together and then hang him up, forcing him to lift his heels so that he could not go up or down.

At this time, the weight of the whole body is pressed on the toes. When the heels touch the ground, the two big toes are pulled and painful; when the heels are not touching the ground, the two big toes are pressed and painful.

The prisoner soon began to sweat all over, felt unbearable pain, tears streamed down his face, and he cried and screamed.

Then they will ask, did you kill anyone?

You know you didn't kill anyone, but it hurts so much.

They don't let you sleep and several people take turns interrogating you.

Point a 1,000-watt light bulb at you and play high-decibel noise next to your ear.

As soon as you close your eyes, you will be slapped and spanked, and you will have to open your eyes to face the bright light, with large patches of black passing by your eyes.

For some reason, Nanatsuki Koshimizu found that the scene in front of her had changed. It became what Lu Ren said.

A young girl was hung on the beam of the house, illuminated by a high-brightness light bulb, interrogated loudly, slapped and slapped in the face.

Maybe it was because the light was too bright, but she couldn't see the girl's face clearly.

Or……

Nanatsuki Koshimizu rubbed her eyes. She didn't know when her vision had become blurred.

"Your ears are filled with noise, like thousands of bees. You are already delirious and don't even know where you are.

You are so sleepy that you want to sleep for a while. But as soon as you close your eyes, they whip you with a belt. They keep you awake for days and nights, and your mind is in a mess, as if a cicada has entered your head.

Then, they ask you: Did you kill anyone? You want to sleep so badly. You know you were wrongly accused, but you can only nod in order to sleep.

Another snap of fingers.

The scene changed again. Tokatsu Junya was tied to a chair, with various instruments placed in front of him.

Known, unknown...

For some unknown reason, Nanatsuki Koshimizu put down the scissors and looked at the many props in front of her.

“I recommend this.”

A prop was suddenly stuffed into Nanatsuki Koshimizu's palm, and she subconsciously clenched it.

It was a strange-looking knife, one she had never seen before.

"A high-temperature plasma knife. Once you put it on, you can instantly smell the aroma of barbecue, and the trauma caused is minimal. Even better, because of the high temperature, it can also have a good hemostatic effect. It's enough for you to play with for a long time."

"Go ahead and do what you want to do."

Koshimizu Nanatsuki held it, said nothing, lowered her head and walked towards Tokitsu Junya, like a controlled zombie.

The latter struggled desperately, as if he had foreseen his own fate, with big tears rolling down his eyes.

She was unaware of this and raised the knife in her hand stiffly.

Another snap of fingers.

Suddenly, Nanatsuki Koshimizu found herself being illuminated by a strong light. She looked in the direction of the light and found that the door had been opened without her knowing when.

There was a group of people standing outside and inside the house.

Those you know, those you don’t know.

They held up lighting fixtures and cameras, their eyes excited and enthusiastic.

Nanatsuki Koshimizu suddenly sobered up and threw the knife in her hand to the ground as if she had been electrocuted.

"I, I'm not. I don't."

"They will film your every move, record this feast truthfully, and then make it public. You are the protagonist of the feast, how can you stand still?" Lu Ren's voice at this time sounded like the whisper of a devil.

"I, no, don't..."

Another snap of fingers.

The screen turns again.

The girl in the white dress unexpectedly withstood the inhuman interrogation and was released.

There was endless darkness behind her, but light ahead of her.

Seeing this scene, Nanatsuki Koshimizu felt inexplicably happy.

But next...

The girl got into the car in silence, returned home in silence, and walked to the edge of the cliff in silence.

Below are surging waves and reefs everywhere.

"no, do not want."

Koshimizu Nanatsuki reached out to grab it, but found nothing.

She couldn't catch it at all.

At the last moment of her life, the girl turned her head and looked in the direction where Koshimizu Nanatsuki was.

She opened her mouth towards this side, but remained silent.

Then she jumped and disappeared over the cliff.

"do not want!"

At this last moment, Nanatsuki Koshimizu saw the girl's face clearly.

That was her long-time friend, Kana Mizuguchi.

"Did you see the shape of her lips at the end?" Lu Ren reached out and helped Nanatsuki, who was kneeling on the ground, up. "Those are two words."

"revenge"

Koshimizu Nanatsuki bent down again, picked up the knife, and walked towards Tokitsu step by step.

"It's a bit monotonous, let's play some music."

Lu Ren clapped his hands, and someone stepped forward and took the white cloth from Shi Jin's mouth.

"No, no. I was wrong, I was really wrong. I beg you, I beg you to let me go. I will be your slave. No, let me go. Mom..."

He cried so ugly.

Nanatsuki Koshimizu slowly raised her knife, and Lu Ren also prepared for the worst.

At this moment, time seems to have been paused, and it is long and unbearable.

"No, I still can't do it."

The next moment, the knife fell to the ground, making a crisp and pleasant sound.

She also knelt on the ground, covering her face, tears streaming down her face silently.

"Kaname, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'm a coward. I'm a selfish coward who only thinks about myself. I'm sorry."