Conan: The Self-cultivation of Fake Wine

But online articles are ultimately entertainment-oriented and market-oriented.

It’s all ideological dogma, so why not read the textbooks.

Therefore, the author will make this work more interesting so that everyone can read it happily.

It's just that when I'm happy, I can accidentally think of what kind of views this book once talked about.

It can be of some help to everyone.

That's enough.

That’s pretty much it. Let's wrap it up.

Some people can write beautiful articles because they have mountains and rivers in their hearts.

When they opened their eyes and picked up their pens, they could see thousands of sparkling waves in the distance running toward them over mountains and seas with loud sounds.

This is undoubtedly enviable.

Frankly speaking, the author cannot do this and cannot write such an article.

There are no mountains or ravines in the author's mind.

There is only one smooth road with no end in sight.

The author was once confused about what salvation was, so he wrote the last book to seek the answer.

The author still doesn't understand what redemption is, but the good thing is that the author is already on the way.

Maybe we will eventually cross mountains and seas, and there will be gains and losses.

The author sincerely wishes everyone that all we lose is time.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 93 Beginning

This beauty is wearing a lavender sweater, a black hip-hugging skirt, and a white coat. It is inferred that she is a doctor.

She was now half-bent, saying goodbye to a child with a smile.

Well, this is it.

Maoli's eyes lit up and he felt that he had grasped hope.

The doctor is kind-hearted, and there is a high possibility that he will gain something this time.

Maori took the initiative to talk to her, and after some conversation, she learned that the beauty's name was Asai Makoto, and she was a doctor.

It was just her attitude that made Maoli a little embarrassed.

Very enthusiastic. Very enthusiastic.

There's nothing wrong with that, it's just that the enthusiasm is wrong.

"I know you! Comedian Mouri Kogoro! I have been watching your show!"

"Well, actually I am a detective, not a comedian."

"Hey, it's true?"

"Yes." Maori nodded, not wanting to mention the matter further, he explained his purpose of coming, "I am here this time also to handle the commission. Doctor Asai, do you know Keiji Aso?"

"I don't know." Asai shook his head.

Um? how come?

After something like that happened, the name Keiji Aso should be firmly engraved in the hearts of the islanders.

Unless it means

"I'm new here. I don't know much about the situation on the island. Mr. Mori, do you have anything to do with him?" Asai asked honestly, and then waved his hands hurriedly, "If it's not convenient to say it, forget it."

"It's not really inconvenient, actually."

Mao Li told the story exactly what happened.

"I see." Asai nodded honestly, then showed unbearable expression, "It sounds so tragic."

"It's really miserable, but I want to know what the client wants me to do. You can't just ask me to come here and listen to the story."

The current situation is too bizarre, and Maori has no clue.

It really gave him a headache.

"There will be a way. Otherwise, I will take you to the activity center now. Most of the people on the island are there. They may know something."

"Then I'm sorry to trouble you."

"It's fine."

A quarter of an hour later, everyone walked to the activity center.

"What's going on here?"

The scene here surprised Mao Li.

From far away, you can see a bunch of people gathering here.

I thought it was the villagers on the island celebrating the festival. As a result, when I took a closer look, I saw that there was no celebration here. Every eyeball was red, and obscene words were flying everywhere.

Red banners were hung high in the air, with black intangible cultural heritage engraved on them.

"day***"

"I***"

"It's what you see." Asai picked a banner with relatively clean words and pointed it to Maori. "The islanders are very dissatisfied with the current village chief and are denounced him."

"Then why don't they rush in? If you shout outside, you may not be heard inside."

"No. Today is the first anniversary of the death of the former village chief. It would be too disrespectful to rush in. There will be rituals inside later."

"But now," Mao Li frowned, "I don't feel much respect for the deceased. Why not protest at another time?"

"Um. Because I usually don't have the chance." Asai stretched out his hand to scratch his cheek, his eyes wandering, "The current village chief has been staying at home, and his dogs are quite fierce."

Okay, these are all a bunch of useless snacks.

Bully the soft and fear the hard.

Maoli didn't bother to judge them and asked directly, "Can we still go in now?"

These rubbish have gathered together and blocked the road.

"Sure," Asai said firmly, "I still have some popularity here. With me leading the way, they won't stop us."

"Then I'm sorry to trouble you."

Makoto Asai led the way, and the Mori family followed behind, and walked into the activity center smoothly.

Mouri thanked Asai Makoto, walked to a young man dressed as a secretary, handed him his business card and expressed his intention, "My name is Detective Mouri Kogoro. I am here to consult the village chief on some matters."

The young man took the business card and looked at it for a while, but the expression on his face did not show how happy it was. He bowed to Maoli and said, "Please wait a moment. The village chief is currently in a meeting."

"Yeah." Mao Li nodded, not paying much attention to it. Anyway, there was a small village of a few hundred people on the left and right. Even if there was a meeting, it would last as long as it took. Just sit and wait for a while.

Mao Li sat on the sofa in the corridor, "Miss Asai. Huh? Where is the person?"

"She has left and is going back to the clinic to continue working."

"It looks like this. The village chief is in a meeting now, let's wait for a while."

"Ah."

In the evening, Lu Ren and Belmod had dinner together at the hotel.

The food here doesn't taste great, but the portions are plenty. And it is included in the accommodation fee, so there is no need to pay extra.

Lu Ren is quite satisfied with this.

Belmod was not so good. She frowned and ate a little before going back to her room to rest.

Lu Ren didn't go back. After finishing his meal, he started chatting with the shopkeeper to eat.

The store owner was in a good mood today and told Lu Ren with a smile that there were several guests from Tokyo who booked two houses over the phone today.

The two of them chatted for a while, then the phone rang. The shopkeeper picked up the phone and chatted for a few words, his face suddenly turned as dark as the bottom of a pot.

After hanging up the phone, he warned Lu Ren seriously.

Don't go out tonight, lock the doors, and don't open anyone who knocks. A wealthy man on the island was brutally murdered by an unknown murderer.

Now the villagers are in panic.

If these two outsiders went out rashly now, they would probably be arrested as murderers.

"This is really terrible. I will go back to the room now and no one will come." Lu Ren said goodbye and left.

The shopkeeper then stood up and locked the hotel door.

After going upstairs, Lu Ren walked into Belmod's room.

"It's begun. The first deceased was the wealthy Hideo Kawashima."

"It's pretty efficient. So let's do it tonight?"

"No rush, I'm going to check the situation first. I guess he won't continue to take action tonight."

"If we don't kill him now, the police will come tomorrow."

“It was only when the police came that they would lower their guard and become relaxed, so that he could take advantage of him.

But I can't say for sure. Maybe it'll be over tonight. I'll go out and take a look. You wait here and make your men ready to go out at any time. "

"Ah."

Lu Ren returned to his bedroom, locked the door, and put on a marginal two-piece suit.

Then open the window, jump to the tree next to the window, and slide down the trunk.

Jump directly, slightly higher. Can you borrow strength or borrow strength?

After walking along the dirt road on the island for a while, Lu Ren successfully met Asai Makoto.

She had just come out of the convenience store, carrying a large bag of food in one hand and a thermos in the other.

Lu Ren stood opposite her, but she still didn't react at all. She carried her things and passed by Lu Ren.

The Edgeman suit is in effect. Lu Ren calmed down and followed Asai Makoto.

It seems that not everyone is Kitajima Shino.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 94 The End

Death is sudden and cruel.

What the eyes see, the brain perceives. At first it was like a stick, knocking people unconscious, but later it was like a sharp knife, piercing the heart of everyone who came to see it.

It doesn't hurt, it just feels like a piece of flesh has been cut out, and my heart becomes empty.

I don’t know what to say, and I don’t know what to say.

People were confused.

Rich man Hideo Kawashima was found dead in an abandoned piano room, just like one year ago tonight.

Familiar and unfamiliar.

This is the first one.

Lu Ren turned and left.

"The murderer is Aso Keiji's son, Aso Honesty."

In the broadcast room, Conan's reasoning comes to an end.

"That is Makoto Asai, the doctor here!"