Conan: The Self-cultivation of Fake Wine

When Bei Dao and Lu Ren met and walked to the entrance of the Hell Exhibition Hall again, they found that there were no warning signs at all.

At that time, Bei Dao's eyes were wide open and her face was startled. After she came to her senses, she immediately repeated that she had indeed seen the warning sign.

Lu Ren naturally believed what Bei Dao said.

There is no sign because things are finished inside.

The real boss has been inserted into the wall and made into a large pendant.

"It's just because I'm here that I think of this topic. Isn't it funny?"

"I can't laugh."

Because it's a bit realistic. As a newspaper reporter, Kitajima Xiao has no shortage of channels for obtaining information.

So much truth that it's stomach-churning.

"Okay, it seems you don't like this joke, so I won't tell it anymore. Let's continue looking for armor."

Seeing that Bei Dao was not very interested, Lu Ren chose to drop the topic.

But if she doesn't laugh now, she won't be able to laugh even more soon.

The last time at the amusement park, Kitajima Xiao behaved poorly after seeing a dead person.

It's probably not much better now.

Need to practice more.

You see a lot of dead people.

I got used to it.

"Ah."

Speaking of this, Kitajima Xiao was also a little suffocated.

She found those two security guards again. But when she expressed her intention to come, the two men shook their heads like rattles.

No matter what, he refused to enter this exhibition hall again, even if Kitajima Xiaoxu paid a lot of money, he was obviously scared out of his wits.

All she ended up with was a more detailed description of the armor's appearance.

Lu Ren still had to find the rest with her.

After looking around the area where the armor was placed, Kitajima Xiao said uncertainly, "It seems that there really isn't that armor."

"The armor doesn't matter anymore. This gallery is finished."

"Well?"

Lu Ren has made another major discovery?

"Look ahead."

Lu Ren didn't show off and pointed forward with his hand.

Kitajima Xiao followed and looked over.

Sword, corpse, blood stains.

"vomit."

"Don't vomit. Cover it with your hands. If you can't help it, pinch yourself hard. This is a crime scene, don't destroy it."

When Bei Dao Xiao heard this, he immediately covered his mouth, and with his free hand, he began to pinch his thigh. His eyes burst into tears uncontrollably, and his vision became blurred.

I just don't have time to wipe it.

Lu Ren noticed it, but didn't care.

He took out his cell phone and started calling the police.

Kitajima Xiao should get used to seeing a dead person as soon as possible. It's not like he was asking her to kill anyone.

After a while, the call was connected.

A very pleasant female voice came from the other side.

"Hello, how can I help you?"

"I want to report a crime. A body was found in Mihua Art Museum. Preliminary identification is murder. Please send someone over as soon as possible."

"It's the Rice Flower Museum, right?"

"Yes. The Hell Pavilion of Mihua Art Museum. My name is Lu Ren, and my contact number is xxx-xxxx-xxxx."

"Okay. We'll be there right away." There was silence for a moment on the phone. "Are you Mr. Lu Ren from Dongbao?"

"Correct."

"If it's you, please help protect the scene and prevent outsiders from entering before the police arrive."

"no problem."

Lu Ren hung up the phone, reached out and took Bei Dao Xiao's arm, turned and walked towards the entrance.

Considering that Bei Dao had an upset stomach, he slowed down and walked much slower than before.

After leaving the exhibition hall, Bei Dao leaned against the wall, his face pale and weak.

She suppressed the feeling of vomiting.

The price is to be half-dead now.

"Get used to it early. This will happen more often in the future."

Again?

Who can stand this?

Bei Dao's face became paler. She moved her lips, but no words came out. She didn't even have the strength to speak now.

Lu Ren saw her look like this.

"Recover as soon as possible. You are also the first witness to the case and will go in soon."

"I try my best."

"Not try your best, but definitely."

"Ah."

Ten minutes later, the police arrived at the scene.

The art museum is really out of the way. If it were anywhere else, they could get there in five minutes.

Let’s not talk about whether the Tokyo police can solve the case. This efficiency is indeed impossible to say.

The leader was the familiar fat man with yellow skin, followed closely behind by a bunch of police aides, as well as the Ochiai curator and several employees.

"Brother Lu Ren!" After confirming that it was really Lu Ren and not a boring person who lied about the case.

Memu breathed a sigh of relief and started saying hello from all the way, and then trotted over with a puffy belly and a tremble.

The attitude is very enthusiastic.

There is no way not to be enthusiastic.

Brother Kudo didn't know where to go, so Brother Lu Ren became Megure's support.

As for Brother Maori

Although this guy was able to solve the case in the end, he had to endure his babbling and inconsistent reasoning before he could make the final decision.

Everyone’s skull hurts.

But brother Lu Ren is different.

It solves crimes quickly and accurately. Typical of ruthless people who don't talk much, it's very smooth to use.

As for the initial grudge, Lu Ren wrote an article criticizing their incompetence and so on.

It's all little things.

Who can really be like Lu Ren and achieve the goal of "I can do it even with me."

Then just approve it as you like.

And this time, Lu Ren did not disappoint Mu Mu.

"The name of the deceased was Manaka Ichimao, about forty years old. The death was confirmed at 5:15 p.m. The estimated time of death was around 3 to 5 p.m. The cause of death was a Western-style one-handed knight's sword that penetrated the throat and killed him with one blow. Others If so, you have to let a forensic doctor do the appraisal."

"This case shouldn't be difficult to solve. There are cameras installed in the Hell Pavilion. Just turn off the surveillance at the time of the crime."

good! good!

Mu Mu reached out and patted Lu Ren on the shoulder, just giving him a thumbs up.

Kitajima Shino? ? ?

ps: The mobile phone number in Japan is also eleven digits. It's been checked, don't worry.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 51 It’s okay if I have sex with you

Is the gap between people really that big?

Kitajima Xiao is a little doubtful about life now.

She is still trying to fight against the vomiting sensation caused by physiological reactions here, but Lu Ren has already analyzed so much?

He didn't even look at it a few times, right?

Do you want to hit people like this?

Lu Ren didn't care much about Mu Mu's praise, he was already used to it.

Everyone likes a coolie like him who works for free.

Smiles and kind words cost nothing.

"Let's go in first and take a look."

"Yeah." Megure focused on Kitajima Xiao.

Lu Ren understood instantly and began to introduce Mu Mu.

"This is my deputy, Kitajima Xiao. She went in with me just now."

"Oh. I saw him last time at the amusement park and I thought he looked familiar."

"Well, she doesn't feel well, how about letting her stay outside and wait for me?"

"no problem."

Lu Ren glanced at Kitajima Xiao and followed the police back into the exhibition hall.

This time there was no need for him to take out the flashlight.

The police are fully equipped and prepared.

After confirming that the scene in front of him was just as Lu Ren said, Mu Mu decided to pay attention and began to issue orders to leave a part of the police to protect the scene and search for evidence.

For the rest, go to the control room with him.

"Director Ochiai, lead the way."

"Yes."

After watching the scene and leaving the exhibition hall, Lu Ren called Shang Bei Dao this time, "Now go check out the surveillance."

"Ah."

The control room is not very far from here. Even with Ochiai's elderly feet, it only takes five minutes to walk from the exhibition hall.

Let a young man lead the way, and you'll be there in two or three minutes.

After entering the control room, Megure took over everything.

For such a trivial matter as adjusting monitoring, you don’t need help from others.

He stood in front of the screen, put his hand on the mouse, and began to fast forward according to Lu Ren's analysis until four o'clock.