Conan: I'm not really a winery boss

Chapter 159 The script is wrong!
"You can wear whatever you want, don't waste any more time." The client said impatiently.

"Okay, okay, please wait a moment." Kogoro quickly went upstairs to get his clothes while smiling apologetically, and at the corner he turned his head and glared at Fu Jiang.

"You seem to be in a hurry?" Hattori Heiji asked casually.

But the smell and dirty clothes on his body made the client just frowned and ignored him.

Within a minute, Kogoro ran downstairs with his light gray suit in his arms, and put the clothes on the table.

Hattori Heiji carefully picked up the clothes and walked to the toilet, fearing that the stains on his body would be wiped off.

"Uncle Mori, I'm going too." Conan grabbed Kogoro's pants.

"You kid, just stay at home, and don't run around when you're sick." Kogoro grabbed Conan's little hand.

"I'm going, I'm going." Although his face was pale and his head was covered with cold sweat, his eyes were still determined.

Just like a shark that smells blood, he who smells the case will never give up.

Xiaolan hugged Conan helplessly, "Father, let me take Conan there."

"I'll stay and watch the house." Fu Jiang sat on the swivel chair behind the desk.

"Don't even think about it!" Kogoro's hair stood on end, "You go with us!"

Stay to watch the home?You want to stay and look through Xiaolan's clothes, right?
"Alright." Fu Jiang's expression was still indifferent, and he couldn't tell what was going on in his heart.

He went downstairs with everyone, rolled up the light pink dress in his hand, put it in the windbreaker and clamped it with his arms.

……

In the car, Kogoro briefly introduced the situation to Fu Jiang who had not heard the commission when he went upstairs to get the clothes.

"Anyway, Ms. Tsujimura commissioned us to investigate the character of her son's girlfriend Sachiko Katsuragi."

Ms. Tsujimura, whose full name is Koe Tsujimura, is the second wife of the well-known diplomat Isao Tsujimura.

Because the client was in another car, Mori Kogoro spoke a lot more casually.

"So, she didn't give any action information and scope of the mission target, but asked us to go to her house to discuss with her husband face to face?"

Fu Jiang hugged the left arm that secretly clamped the dress, and raised his eyebrows in doubt.

Kogoro hesitated for a moment, "That's right."

Hattori Heiji, who was next to Tomie, pulled his fingers, "It's a bit of a problem, but it makes sense."

Mrs. Tsujimura does not have the right to make independent decisions on matters like this, and her husband Tsujimura makes all decisions.

Therefore, the real client should be Isao Tsujimura, and Koe Tsujimura is only responsible for spreading the word.

Fu Jiang nodded and said nothing.

Anyway, this incident did not pose any threat to him, on the contrary, it was the questioning of the client's purpose just now, which was a bit like the paranoia of being murdered by gin.

He won't be infected, will he?

No, this should belong to normal people's alertness to danger.

Soon, the car arrived at its destination.

However, the gradually outrageous things that Fu Jiang was prepared for along the way, such as the rear of the car being crashed, two cars attacking front and rear, sniper assassination, falling planes, and Saiyan attacks, did not appear.

As soon as he entered the door, the housekeeper Koike Fumio greeted him, "Madam, you are back, who are these guests?"

"It's my friend, Mr. Mori, and his family," said the client, Koe Tsujimura.

"Mom, you're back." A pretty woman came out from the living room, she should be Sachiko Katsuragi.

Fu Jiang took off his glasses, let out a sigh of relief, and put on the foggy gold-rimmed glasses again.

I didn't see it, got zero points, and I wasn't married yet, so I just called my mother directly, or when the other person didn't put on a good face at all.

"Why are you here?" Koe Tsujimura frowned displeased, as if looking at something dirty.

"I asked him to come." Tsujimura Tsujimura's son, Tsujimura Takazen, put his hand on Katsuragi Sachiko's shoulder.

"Although Dad has been reluctant to see her, but under my strong request, he finally agreed."

"By the way, Mom, are these guests your friends?" Sachiko Katsuragi didn't seem to notice Koe Tsujimura's attitude.

"Whether it has nothing to do with you, and I don't think you have any position to be inferior to my mother!"

Koe Tsujimura gave a low drink without any good face.

This time, Katsuragi Sachiko's expression was obviously sad, she opened her mouth to say something, but forced herself to keep her mouth shut.

Koe Tsujimura glared at Sachiko Katsuragi, then went upstairs to the study.

"Tsk, it's just a continuation, what are you talking about?" Tsujimura Kizen curled his lips, and cursed an inaudible word in a low voice.

Then he patted his fiancée's shoulder comfortingly, signaling her not to care.

Obviously, this wealthy family is not in harmony. The relationship between the son and his father and stepmother is as low as freezing point, while the stepmother and the head of the house look down on the son's fiancée, but the fiancée doesn't seem to have any ill feeling towards the fiancé's stepmother who has a bad attitude. Intentionally get close.

Fu Jiang rubbed his forehead, would a normal person get so much information at once when he went to someone else's house?

What's more, this is the home of a famous diplomat, the kind of family who attaches great importance to reputation and face.

The halo of death did not deceive me, and directly revealed the suspect.

But he still remembers this episode, the murderer, Koe Tsujimura.

It's just that the reason and method are forgotten.

The group went to the study where the head of the family was.

"Husband, Mr. Maori has come." The client knocked on the door.

There was only melodious music coming from the door, which sounded like an opera.

After waiting for a while to find that the door was not opened, the client opened the door with a key.

The layout of the study appeared before everyone's eyes. The entire study was about [-] square meters, the floor was covered by a red carpet, and the bookshelves surrounded by the walls looked high-end and luxurious.

Hattori Heiji frowned suddenly, and stared at Tomie's upturned mouth in doubt, "You seem very happy?"

"Is there?" Fu Jiang pushed his glasses, and his expression returned to normal.

His house is not as big as mine!
Diplomat, is that all?

But that's all!
The super rich man is actually myself!

With the ecstatic mood, the coldness in Fu Jiang's eyes became even more intense.

He has carefully calculated the size of the house including the corridor, living room, and study.

According to his observation from the outside, the remaining space is only two to three hundred square meters.

Even though this house has two floors, it only adds up to five or six hundred square meters.

And his villa, if you count the basement for entertainment (scratched to death) and training, it has a total area of ​​more than 600 square meters!

Even if the basement is removed, the upper and lower floors, which add up to more than 800 square meters, completely crush the house.

With the comparison, he felt that the money spent back then was really worth it.

The poor Heiji, who couldn't understand Tomie's thoughts at all, didn't ask any more questions.

Watching the client walk towards the sleeping diplomat.

Fu Jiang came back to his senses, and took a tentative look at Kogoro, "Mr. Mao Li?"

"Ah? What's the matter?" Kogoro turned his head in a daze, not understanding what Fu Jiang meant by calling him.

Fu Jiang's eyes twitched.

No, the client approached her husband with such a big red light in his hand, can you really not see it?

Under Tomie's 8-point insight, the actions of the client, Koe Tsujimura, should not be too conspicuous.

At this time, the people did not notice that there were three unusually dressed people standing on the roof of a building a few hundred meters away from the window.

A teenager holding a sniper rifle was wearing a scarf that was almost dragged to the ground.

"I don't like to kill in the daytime. It's too noisy, and I can't hear the melodious tone of the death knell."

"Stop rambling, hurry up." Vodka urged dissatisfiedly: "Aren't you always dissatisfied with the mission lurking in the Suzuki consortium? Now you have a chance, kill Tsujimura, and you will become a regular."

"Shh, listen, the mourning bird is chirping." The boy closed his eyes and held his hand to his ear.

Vodka's expression twisted for a moment, and then his eyes lit up with a smirk, and he touched his index fingers with each other, "Grind it again, and your salary will be deducted."

The baby-faced Bai Chuanyao froze, glared at Vodka angrily, then lay down on the ground and set up the sniper rifle.

"The situation is not right." Gin Jiu, who had been silently looking at the situation with a telescope, suddenly said.

"What's the matter?" Vodka grabbed the binoculars and looked forward, "Huh? Grappa? Why is he there? Miss Maury is also here, and there is an African!"

Bai Chuanwu also saw the people in the room clearly, "What should I do? Do you still want to shoot?"

"Wait for them to leave." Qin Jiu said with his pocket in his pocket.

If Tsujimura Xun is shot directly now, Tomie will undoubtedly be in trouble and be dragged there.

At this time, in the room.

"What are you doing?" Tomie gave Tsujimura Koe a cold look.

was found!Tsujimura Gongjiang's heart tightened, and he quickly stabbed the poisonous needle hard.

Bang, who knew that Tsujimura, who was supposed to be in a coma, suddenly flipped backwards, knocked down the chair, and nimbly rolled around on the ground to avoid the poisonous needle.

"what?"

Everyone was stunned by the sudden situation in front of them.

"Call the police!" Conan yelled after reacting.

"You want to kill me?" Tsujimura Hoon stood up from the ground, "You actually want to kill me!?"

He was so shocked that his voice became a little hoarse, obviously he hadn't expected this situation at all.

As if hearing the commotion in the study, the door was slammed open.

Five police officers rushed in and blocked the door, "Police."

One of the leaders took out a manual and shook it casually, then put it away immediately.

"Please cooperate with the investigation."

The four behind pulled out their pistols, as if to guard against someone's forced resistance.

Tsujimura squinted at the face of the leader, his pupils suddenly dilated, and turned his head to shout at Tomie, "They are not police!"

(End of this chapter)