How can there be such a dangerous world of Conan

After happily eating caviar and foie gras, the two girls planned to go to the guest room on the second floor to take a rest.

On the stairs, I happened to see Fupoyuzu, who was carrying a suitcase and wearing a kimono, walking down from the second floor.

"Sister Xizi is looking for you, did you see it?" Dunzi asked.

Yuzu replied: "Yes, I just arranged a room for her."

"Is that a wine bar?" Dai pointed to the white box in Yuzu's hand, which looked quite heavy.

"Yes," Yuzu replied, "it's the red wine for tonight's wine tasting. I don't worry about giving it to others."

While speaking, the clock on the wall rang, indicating that the time had reached 14:00.

"It's already this time," Yuzu raised her head and looked at the watch: "I still need to let the wine breathe in advance, so I won't bother you two."

Bupoyouzi walked down the stairs, leaving only a beautiful back, which disappeared from the sight of the two of them.

"Hey," Dai sighed, looking at her back, "It's so formal, it's actually tied with a juniper fan."

"Hinoki fan knot?" Dunzi repeated: "That's right, after all, it's the centennial anniversary, so it's good to tie a cypress fan knot."

"By the way, what does breathing mean?" Dunzi repeated words that he couldn't understand in the other party's language.

"Before tasting wine, you should pour it into a large glass, and let the wine come into contact with the air as much as possible." Dai said: "However, the weather is a little hot, so you should put the wine in the refrigerator first, and then breathe after cooling down. After breathing, it should be put in the refrigerator again to lower the temperature."

"It's so troublesome." Dunzi yawned, lacking in interest.

The first room on the left hand side of the stairs had a sign of 'resting, do not disturb' hanging on it. Dai chose the room opposite this room and walked in.

"The wine tasting is at 17:00, just wake up at that time."

Dai said, fell on the bed and fell asleep.

I don't know how long I slept, the door was knocked hard.

Dai opened her eyes, and felt her left hand being pressed by something, and there was warmth from her body.

"Why did you come here to sleep?" Dai turned her head, and saw Enoshima Dunko lying on her left side, naked to the waist, with a dagger stuck in her chest, and a bloodstain on her chest.

In the room without the smell of blood, Sugihata Dai didn't even have a scream.

Ignoring the constant knocking on the door, Dai took a little ketchup with her fingers and gently stuffed it into Dunzi's mouth.

Enoshima Dunko didn't respond.

So Dai pinched Dunzi's nose with her left hand, and covered her mouth with her right hand.

Within a few minutes, Dunzi struggled vigorously and sat up from the bed.

"I thought I was going to die." Dunzi panted heavily.

During the struggle, there was a strange sound, so that the slapping outside the door became more intense, and not only that, but also a questioning voice: "Are you all right? How is it?"

"Ah, it's Miss Xizi." Dunzi raised his voice and replied, "It's nothing, it will be fine soon."

"There are still 10 minutes until the wine tasting, don't forget."

Then there was the sound of high heels stepping on the ground.

"It's so strange, senior, she's sweating a lot." The villain complained first, "And there's ketchup all over her body."

He casually wiped it on his chest, turned his palm over, and showed the ketchup on his hand: "Dunzi juice."

Looking at Dai's white eyes, Enoshima Dunko changed his tune and said, "Sister juice."

Dai held her forehead and sighed, "You must be a little too excited."

"Suddenly invited me to run so far away from Osaka," Dunzi clasped his hands together, shaking his body, "I thought I had another chance to do something shameful."

"Where did you come from?" Dai pointed in the direction of the bathroom: "Hurry up, or you won't be able to make it to the reception."

When the two ran downstairs, there were still 5 minutes before the opening of the wine tasting.

The scene of the wine tasting was in the previous restaurant, where quite a lot of people gathered, the mainstay of various enterprises, capitalists who love fine wine, senior people who love wine, famous gourmets, and reporters from newspaper offices.

"There are no classmates." Dai looked around: "It seems that there are no super high school-level students of the same class as Miss Bupo."

"There's no sister Xizi either," Dunzi said.

On the table at the front of the restaurant, there was a large cup, covered with a white cloth, and a bottle of red wine next to the cup.

Bupoyouzi stood by the table and became the focus of everyone's attention: "The first person to guess the type, date of production, and venue of this bottle of wine can drink it as a reward..."

"Dry Bordeaux!" Dunzi cried out, then stepped back and hid behind Dai.

Of course, this kind of action couldn't escape Bupoyouzi's eyes. She paused, and finally said: "Well, you little villain, whoever answers correctly can choose a bottle from my wine cellar to drink. If you want Dry red Bordeaux, of course it’s fine too.”

Bupo Yuzu put on his back coat, held the wine with his gloved hand, and poured it into the largest glass on the table through the white cloth.Then pour the wine in the glass into small goblets one by one.

No more wine, no less, exactly one glass per person.

Dai held the stem of the goblet and shook it gently, letting the aroma of the wine hit her nostrils.

"Fruit-bodied and full-bodied."

“Great grapes, great aftertaste, but the skins are a bit too strong. I think it should be the authentic desire of the winery, the 79-year-old vintage. No, it should be the 80-year-old vintage.”

Bupoyouzi's initial smile turned into surprise, pursing his lips, and asked excitedly, "It's amazing, it's amazing. How did you know?"

"Uh, with my knowledge of red wine, my keen sense of taste, and... I can't make it up anymore," Sugihata Dai pointed to the direction of the table.

I don't know when.Enoshima Dunko was standing by the table.

"Actually, I said some ambiguous words here to attract attention, and then Dunzi secretly read what was written on the wine bottle, and then told me with his lips." Dai replied.

Dunzi covered his eyes with both hands, and walked around in circles, indicating that he didn't see anything.

Bupo Youzi opened her mouth slightly, looking at this and that: "So that's what it is, that's how it is, you two little scoundrels. I don't admit to this kind of trick, and I won't give you Bordeaux dry red."

"Eh? You're stingy." Dunzi stuck out his tongue, trying his best to be cute.

"Others are fine," Day said. "For example, Moscato from Rene Muller Winery."

Bupoyouzi replied, "I'll give you a bottle."

"Speaking of which, where did sister Xizi go?" Dunzi asked.

Bupoyouzi sighed: "The kid suddenly lost his temper when he saw the reporter from the gourmet magazine. He said he didn't want to participate in the wine tasting party, but went up to the mountain to see the scenery."

"Wow," Dunzi pretended to be surprised and said, "You're just as capricious as me."