Daily Life at Conan Undercover Distillery

Saying it is a block is actually the systematic use of the word "ba" as a quantifier, which is more accurate.

The shape of this thing is not that boxy, but rather like the handle of an umbrella, with a uniform thickness and just the right hardness to the touch.

If this thing is stuffed in... hess, I don't dare to think about it, I don't dare to think about it.

[Item description: Luxurious feel, extreme enjoyment, a symbol of a man's identity. 】

Jiang Yizhi: "..."

What is the use of this thing, he has no special hobby, is it for washing hands?

Chicken ribs.

He casually threw the soap back into the system backpack, and then experimented with the disguise technique.

Every mission in the system has a reward for disguise. Jiang Yizhi has mastered it well. This time, standing in front of the mirror, his appearance is finally developing normally.

He imitated Vodka's face.

Big square, wearing sunglasses and a black hat, barely passing the test, if you don't look closely, it looks really similar at first glance.

...but height and weight completely limited his development.

Jiang Yizhi's current situation is that he has a big head and a small body, and his face is full of muscles. Looking at him, he looks like a sturdy man who can blow people into fireworks with one punch.

But the body doesn't fit with the tiger's back at all.

A song suddenly flashed in his mind: big head son, small head father, a pair of good friends, happy father and son...

It seems that some materials need to be prepared. Sometimes body shape is very important, and body hair and fingerprints are all things that need to be guarded against.

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The next morning, after ignoring the three alarms, Jiang Yizhi got up from the bed with difficulty and checked the time.

Eight thirty-two in the morning.

...compared to the usual wake-up time, it was already early morning.

The article has been written, and there are only published and unpublished. Jiang Yizhi and Dongjing and Sanyue meet at the publishing house at ten o'clock in the morning.

You still have time.

Headquartered in Tokyo, Yunshui Publishing House is very influential in the Kanto region, but it is only limited to this part of the region.

Its initial development was borrowed from its old club, Risei TV Station, and after it gradually became bigger, it gradually broke away from the relationship.

In Chi Jiangzhi's impression, Dongjing Kazuo is a very kind and humorous uncle, but he is a little lazy, and he is not very aggressive or ambitious.

By analogy, it is roughly equivalent to... Kogoro Mouri?

It doesn't count, at least Kogoro Mouri's fist is more aggressive towards Conan.

Jiang Yizhi entered the president's office unimpeded all the way. Dongjing and San sat in the office chair. He was a little puffy and had puffy eyelids, but when he smiled, he had the kindness and honesty of an old man, and he looked like an honest man.

"Xiaozhi is here." He greeted with a smile, "grow taller again."

Koori…

In my last life, I had never heard any disgusting names, but Jiang Yizhi couldn't help but tremble.

It's over the top, ah, this.

He reluctantly twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled back: "Hello, uncle."

Then sat down quietly.

Chi Jiangzhi is not a particularly talkative person, on the contrary, because of mild depression, he is a bit extreme and silent, does not reveal himself easily, and has a fear of social interaction. Only people who are very familiar with them will be very dependent.

Jiang Yizhi himself saved a lot of polite words, but with this skin, he also saved a few drops of saliva and a lot of brain cells.

The last time he went to the villa, his communication with the housekeeper was awkward.

In that case, it is better to be an autistic child.

Dongjing and San didn't pay much attention to Jiang Yizhi's indifferent reaction. He smiled heartily, pointed to the young man sitting next to him, and said, "This is the editor of the newspaper, Shimizu Takeya. I asked our top students from Kyoto University to read your article."

Jiang Yizhi stood up and bowed: "Hello, Teacher Shimizu, please give me more advice."

Qingshuizhu also smiled and nodded: "Hello, I don't dare to give advice. I've only been working for a few years, and my knowledge is still shallow."

Wearing glasses, he looked polite and meticulously dressed, and asked straight to the point, "Can you show me your manuscript?"

Jiang Yizhi handed over a printout.

Shimizu Bamboo also lowered his head, adjusted his sitting posture, left his back from the backrest, straightened his body, and read the title carefully.

-"your name"

He frowned slightly, and he couldn't say whether it was good or bad for a while, but he still raised some curiosity: "What is your subject? Is there a label?"

Jiang Yizhi: "It's love... right?"

"Okay," Shimizu Zhu also smiled and nodded, and added politely, "This is a very popular type in the market, and young people like it very much."

He didn't ask any more questions, but started to browse the content.

The room was quiet.

"Editor Shimizu looked at him," Dongjing and San slowly took a sip of tea, "Let's talk about us. Xiaozhi, is life going well in France?"

Jiang Yizhi looked away from editor Shimizu. UU reading www. uukanshu.com

"It's okay." He said, "I met a few new classmates."

"Do you know any friends?"

"there's a few."

"You should socialize more with your peers." Dongjing and San sighed, "You are too closed to yourself, sometimes going out to see more and getting to know other people is not necessarily a bad thing, you will always have to deal with others in the future. By the way, is your professor okay?"

"fine."

"Can you understand the French teaching?"

Jiang Yizhi patiently perfunctory: "It's not a big problem."

"That's good." Dongjing He San said with a smile, "I'm relieved, I was worried that you were unfamiliar and bullied by the locals..."

Before he could finish speaking, Qingshuizhu suddenly stood up, he helped his glasses, lowered his head with the manuscript in his hand, kept his eyes on the text, and walked towards the door while watching: "President, Chijiang-kun, talk to you. , I'll go out and see."

"Do you think we are noisy?" Dongjing and San smiled, "Then I'll stop nagging."

"No." Shimizu Zhu also raised his head. "I just think Chijiang-kun's idea is very good. It's very interesting to exchange souls. I want to go back to the office and have a look."

Dongjing and San were stunned for a moment: "Soul swap?"

"Even the soul of the male protagonist rests on the female protagonist, and so does the female protagonist." Shimizu Zhu also turned around and briefly summarized.

He paused for a while and continued: "It's a very novel setting, which is amazing at first sight. And it can be seen that Chijiang-jun's writing skills are very solid. I personally like Chijiang-jun's description very much. I always feel that there is no There is a way to describe it, but the imagery is very strong, and the text is particularly beautiful.”