Conan: The Self-cultivation of Fake Wine

"That's about it."

Huihara did not reply. She was still sorting out and digesting the information given by Lu Ren.

After a while, she asked a question.

"It sounds good. But if we really want to do this, it will probably cost a lot of money, right? Is the funding sufficient? Should we stop the research on the antidote for a while?"

Edogawa Conan will definitely cry when he hears you say this.

His happiness for the rest of his life depended entirely on that little pill.

Of course, even if we don't consider him at all, Huihara Ai also needs this antidote.

One can imagine the inconveniences caused by stuffing a basically adult soul into the body of a young child.

Take Edogawa Conan for example, he is used to pretending to be young, calling her Sister Xiaolan every day, even if he really grows up, he still subconsciously blurts out Sister Xiaolan when facing Xiaolan.

Even if we don't consider the aging of the body, we still have to worry about the aging of the mind.

"No. I still have plenty of money. I made a deal with Koizumi Akako. She gave me 500 million yen."

"so."

"Well, just focus on your experiments. By the way, don't skimp on your daily expenses. Spend what you need to spend. I'll give you more if you run out."

When Lu Ren was in college, he was really poor. Sometimes he would hesitate for a long time even if he spent an extra dollar to eat better.

And in the end, most people choose not to add that dollar.

So he really didn't want Huiyuan Ai to have similar troubles. Since he had the ability, he naturally shouldn't let Huiyuan go through the hardships he had experienced.

Otherwise, why does he make money?

In this regard, Lu Ren admired Shimabukuro Kimie's approach.

[I have done something for you, so I have the right to spend your money.]

Lu Ren thought this was a good idea.

"Yeah. I understand."

Huiyuan also knew Lu Ren's character and did not insist too much on this aspect.

She changed the question.

"Now that the company has been officially established, where is the company's specific location?"

In the conversation just now, Huihara found that she had not heard any information about this.

"Site selection? No site selection. So far, there is only one employee. The people and the land are all borrowed from Dongbao."

"what?"

"Yeah." Lu Ren nodded, indicating that Huiyuan did not hear wrong.

Most of their stuff now is from Dongbao for free.

Save money if you can.

"We are a new Internet company." Lu Ren started to talk nonsense. "Our main business is online. We don't need to waste too much energy and expenses offline."

"Of course, if the business scale expands in the future, we will consider renting an office building."

"Brother Ren, I think you should make plans early. President Sato is not an easy person to talk to. If you want to open an offline company in the future, you will definitely have to break away from Dongbao. He can't just give you the employees he is borrowing from you now for free."

"It would be a waste of time for you to recruit new people and train them from scratch."

"That's not certain. He might really give these people to us for free at that time."

Lu Ren gave a somewhat mysterious smile, "As long as Bei Dao can get the support of her family."

"family?"

"Yes. Just think of her as Kansai Suzuki Sonoko. The scale of her family business is a little smaller than that of the Suzuki Zaibatsu, but not much worse. Especially her grandfather's family, which is an old aristocratic family in Kyoto, and has been passed down for a longer time than the Suzuki family."

"..."

Looking at Huiyuan's wide eyes, Lu Ren felt a sense of balance in his heart. It seemed that not only he found it outrageous and unacceptable, but Huiyuan felt the same way.

After a while, Huiyuan accepted the news. "Well, if it's such a family background, President Sato will not say anything. But why would she want to be a reporter?"

Even if I was a reporter at the Eastern News.

It still feels a bit inappropriate for her status. She obviously has a more relaxed, decent and profitable lifestyle.

"I don't know, maybe it's because of her dream." Lu Ren didn't know why, and he didn't ask any more questions. "Her father doesn't agree with this. It seems that they lost contact for a long time. This is also her first time to go home in many years."

"Won't she be harassed if she goes back to seek help?"

"I was also worried about this. But she said it was no problem and promised to call me if she really encountered difficulties. All I can do now is to trust her."

"Ah."

"It's getting late, I'm going to go back." Lu Ren glanced at the time on the wall and found that he had been chatting with Huiyuan for more than three hours without realizing it. "You should also go to bed early."

"Ah."

……

The next day, Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department.

The situation was curbed yesterday after the director personally came forward, bowed and apologized.

At least today no crowds continued to gather in front of the Metropolitan Police Department.

Of course, there is still rejection and contempt on the way to and from get off work.

This lack of trust in the police casts a shadow on the hearts of every police officer.

The silent pressure and frustration made everyone breathless. They hurried their steps, lowered their heads when they met people, avoided eye contact with others, and thus engaged in unnecessary conversations.

The one who felt the most deeply and was hurt the most was Sato Miwako.

Her father, Masayoshi Sato, was a police officer who died in the line of duty, and she has always been proud of her father.

With this belief, she applied to the police academy and eventually became a police officer like her father.

But now... everything seems to be turned upside down.

Miwako Sato was angry and confused.

She didn't know to whom to vent her anger and grievances.

To Lu Ren?

Shouldn't...

He just revealed a fact and cleared the deceased's name.

Watching the two gray-haired parents of the deceased on TV, I saw them shedding tears.

Sato Miwako had to admit that Lu Ren did nothing wrong.

Could it be that we should blame the writing of his article for being problematic?

The crime should only be pinned on the detective, the police shouldn't be held responsible at all.

This is also unacceptable.

Wrong is wrong.

Miwako Sato also believes that those bastard policemen from the four island countries have simply tarnished the word "police".

So, it was the people who did something wrong?

They should only target the police in the four island countries instead of expanding the scope to the police across the country.

But is such an accusation justified?

As ordinary people, how much information can they obtain?

Who can guarantee that the Shikoku Island incident is just an isolated case? Is there nothing wrong with the police in other places?

Miwako Sato works at the Metropolitan Police Department, but she can't guarantee that there are no problems with the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department where she works.

Not to mention the other police headquarters that she had little contact with and didn't know much about.

In this situation, what can ordinary people who feel worried do?

Before you can determine whether the other party is good or bad, you take up arms to protect yourself. This is a behavior engraved in human genes.

and so……

In the end, should we blame the police?

But she is a police officer...

She couldn't possibly do what the masses could do.

Of course, it doesn’t really matter who is ultimately blamed. It’s already happened, and it’s obviously meaningless to pursue someone else’s responsibility.

The key is, now that things have come to this point, how to solve it next.

And this is where Sato Miwako is most confused. She doesn't know what to do.

She didn't know how to turn this unfavorable situation around.

Not only her, but most of the police officers didn't know. That's why the atmosphere in the Metropolitan Police Department was so depressing.

In the past, there have been media outlets that have accused them of incompetence.

But it doesn't matter whether you hear such words or not. Even if the masses see it, they will just curse a few words and then forget about it. They won't take it to heart.

But yesterday, so many people dressed in black mourning clothes gathered in front of the Metropolitan Police Department in silence.

Miwako Sato was really scared.

She was never afraid when she was on the front line and arrested the murderer with her own hands.

She was never afraid when maintaining law and order and confronting yakuza organizations.

She was never afraid when she was threatened with death by vicious criminals.

But yesterday, when so many people were staring at her, she was really scared. She went home and covered herself with the quilt, but she was still scared, so scared that she wanted to cry.

When she woke up from her sleep, what was imprinted in her mind were those eyes filled with disappointment and fear.

They were clearly the unarmed weaklings, old and young. Even without using firearms, she could easily take down more than ten of them.

But standing in front of these people, she was still the one who felt scared.

After a night of confusion, whether she wanted to or not, Miwako Sato welcomed the next morning.

She threw back the quilt, got up from the bed, and after hesitating for a moment, she picked up the ring on the bedside table.

It was a silver ring inlaid with turquoise.

The same ring as Yumi Miyamoto of the Ministry of Transportation. She also told Miwako Sato that wearing this ring can ward off evil spirits, not only good things will happen, but also drive away pests.

Miwako Sato didn't believe such a statement at all, and she didn't have the habit of wearing rings.

I always feel that wearing a ring will affect my daily work.

But now she suddenly felt that maybe there was nothing wrong with being a little superstitious.

So she picked up the ring and, imitating Yumi Miyamoto, put it on the ring finger of her left hand.

Hopefully something good will happen...

Miwako Sato parked the car, walked into the Metropolitan Police Department, took the elevator, walked through the corridor, and entered the Investigation Division.

Miwako Sato suddenly discovered that all the colleagues she met along the way behaved a little strangely the moment they saw her.

For example, right now, the police officers from the Investigation Division 1 were all gathered together and whispering. However, as soon as she turned around, these people would immediately keep quiet and pretend nothing happened.

Under normal circumstances, Sato Miwako would be angry.

She never liked seeing people gossiping behind others' backs, especially when the subject of the discussion was her.

But today, she suddenly felt relieved.

It is always better to be willing to get together and chat than to continue to stare blankly with your head down.

Miwako Sato touched the ring on her ring finger and felt that it might really bring her good luck.

……

After a while, Takagi walked into the Investigation Section 1, yawning.