Conan's Winery is all my vest

Chapter 328 Invasion
"This won't work."

"Mr. Huagang has specific requirements for the brand of bread." Ji Zekai glanced at the packaging bag in Yuanshan and Ye's hands, and she shook her head, "It's really strange, this store still sold that before. The brand of bread is right?"

"Eh--?"

Yuan Shanhe Ye put the slice of bread in his hand back to its original position helplessly, "Then there is no other way."

"It's okay," Yoshizawa waved his hands indifferently, "You can just go back first, and I'll just go to the convenience store next to it, there should be more there."

"But it's so late," Mao Lilan suggested, holding the convenience bag in her hand, "for safety's sake, let's go back together?"

"This"

Ji Zekai seemed to be a little hesitant, but she didn't agree.

Mao Lilan smiled sweetly, "He Ye, Conan and I are here waiting for you to come back."

Conan quickly echoed, "Don't underestimate us, sister Xiaolan is very good at karate, and sister Ye is a master of aikido."

"Even this inconspicuous black-faced big brother," Conan casually pointed to Hattori Heiji standing behind him, "Even he is very good at kendo!"

"They'll protect us!"

"What does it mean to look inconspicuous?!" However, no one at the scene responded to the sullen Hattori Heiji.

"Then..." Since Conan had already said that, Kai Yoshizawa didn't refuse, "Then I'll be right back."

At 08:30 in the morning, the morning sun of Dongsheng illuminated a remote and desolate courtyard in Tokyo.

The big-eared Cone, who was having fun on the grass, was running fast, flicking his ears and handing the tennis ball to the feet of Zhong Changgeng, who was dressed casually.

Zhong Changgeng took out a plastic bag from his pocket, wrapped the plastic bag around his hands, and picked up the tennis ball that was covered in cone saliva.

"Go, go and wake your master up."

Zhong Changgeng put away the toys of the cones in the old place, and after calculating the time, the soup he cooked should be about the same.

Cone's ears were sharp, and it "Wow—" it flicked its tail and jumped into the small building with the door half open.

Zhong Changgeng slowly followed behind the cone, and Hoshino Takuya still needed more than ten minutes to wash up after waking up.

The industrious Zhong Changgeng is going to start business this afternoon, and there are still a few unfinished skeletons in the basement. Zhong Changgeng plans to do a little bit of preparation work first.

"Squeak-"

The studio on the first floor came into view, clean and tidy, everything looked neat and familiar.

Well, Zhong Changgeng took out an isolation gown from the closet and put it on. Today is also a day that makes people want to work hard——

Zhong Changgeng walked briskly into the equipment room in the mortuary. He reached out to open and fix the iron trap door on the floor, and slowly walked down the somewhat steep steps.

As Zhong Changgeng gradually approached the iron gate at the lowest end, the smell of damp water vapor and disinfectant water in the air became more intense.

Suddenly Zhong Changgeng stopped in his footsteps, as if he saw something, the relaxed expression on his face instantly disappeared.

Last night Zhong Changgeng was absolutely sure that the iron gate had been locked, but it was not closed as he imagined.

The iron door painted with gray paint was opened a small crack, and there was no light in the dark room, and where Zhong Changgeng was standing was at the lowest end of the underground stairs, the light in the room could not spread here at all.

The moisture and coldness in the closed basement made the originally comfortable body feel a little uncomfortable.

Since Zhong Changgeng was already familiar with the underground structure, he did not turn on the light switch at the entrance of the passage when he entered the underground passage.

The corridor is not long and narrow, Zhong Changgeng has no intention of doing anything unnecessary.

Zhong Changgeng subconsciously reached into his pocket with his left hand, and gripped the handle of the scalpel with a specially made soft silicone cap.

However, at this time, Zhong Changgeng no longer had this idea.

Zhong Changgeng's index finger unconsciously rubbed the back of the long and narrow knife a few times, and he grinned silently.

how?Did someone know that he was going to deliver the goods with Schubert at the end of the month, and delivered the goods himself?

It seems that this month's income will be a little more than nothing.

Zhong Changgeng quietly wiped off the silicone on the blade, and he listened vigilantly by the iron gate for a few minutes.

Five or six minutes passed in a row, and there was no sound from inside the door.

Zhong Changgeng didn't know whether it meant that the intruder had left, or that he had actually been staying in the house secretly.

but
Zhong Changgeng lowered his eyebrows. If it was the latter, the traces of the invasion were presented to him so casually, was it a provocation for fear that he would not know it?
Zhong Changgeng didn't know what he thought of, he walked into the half-open iron door step by step, and pushed the door straight open seemingly defenseless.

"Squeak-"

Zhong Changgeng was highly vigilant if someone attacked him when he opened the door, and he was already secretly prepared to dodge at any time.

However.
Nothing happened.

Zhong Changgeng hesitated for a moment. Could it be that the lifeless intruder has already left?

Zhong Changgeng did not relax his guard, he waited for a while and saw that there was still no movement in the room, he simply followed the direction in memory, and reached out his hand to turn on the light switch next to the door frame.

"Snapped."

With a slight sound, the bright light suddenly illuminated the originally dark basement at a glance.

Zhong Changgeng's line of sight swept across all the corners in the basement in an instant, and his original relaxed and happy mood was instantly destroyed by the messy scene in the basement.

The body parts boxes in the basement that were neatly organized by him were roughly disrupted, and several jars containing fingers were knocked down and smashed to the ground.

The various bones that were carefully classified and bound were also dismantled, and the various bones that were originally classified were messed up into a mess.

Even a phalanx that he didn't plan to sell and was carefully packaged and framed by him was broken and the glass was messy and glass shards fell into a puddle of unknown liquid.

Zhong Changgeng froze silently at the basement door, the formalin in the air that was originally covered by the overly strong smell of disinfectant actively stimulated his tear ducts.

These bottles and jars are made and organized by him one by one, day by day, over a long period of time. This is the crystallization of his hard work.

Not to mention how painful and angry it is for a mild obsessive-compulsive disorder and cleanliness that the products that I have worked so hard to organize are brutally destroyed.

　Thanks to the s-level elf Bangira for the reward!
　　Plus more accumulative
　　Reward 17
　　Monthly pass 21
　　Recommendation 211
　　
　
(End of this chapter)