Conan's self-cultivation of fake wine

Chapter 42 Hours, minutes, seconds
  "Lu Ren?"

Kitajima Xiao tentatively stretched out his hand and gently pushed Lu Ren's arm.

Why, after saying that Sato Fei was from Hokkaido, Lu Ren stopped talking again?
  "Sorry, I was distracted just now." Lu Ren recalled the original topic, "Well, I remember that the newspaper company did not intend to open up foreign markets."

Kitajima Xiao nodded, "I have this idea, and I am in charge of this now. What do you mean?"

Well, he, Lu Ren, is not a bad person.

It is impossible to really let Sato Fei and his family go out to the streets to drink from the northwest.

"Then arrange for him to go to Maozi, let him go to Siberia to plant, oh no, let him go there to develop the market."

Lu Ren said warmly, "It just so happens that he is from Hokkaido. People with the word "北" in their names must be very frost-resistant. Let him go there, which can be regarded as a professional counterpart."

Actually, it’s not cold in Hokkaido.

And why does the word "north" in the name mean it is frost resistant?

Then why is she not resistant to freezing at all?
  When the words came to his lips, Kitajima Xiao swallowed them back.

"Well, after I get back, I will arrange for him to go there."

"it is good."

Lu Ren said he was very satisfied.

This means that a winery is not a place for good people to be.

Otherwise, he would have recruited Kitajima Xiao.

This is a perfect deputy.

With her here, it can really save a lot of trouble.

Now, he can only let Kitajima Xiao help him handle the newspaper office work.

Kind of a pity.

With such a mood, Lu Ren arrived at his destination.

No matter how slow the car drove, we would still be there in twenty minutes.

After all, this is just a small place.

Bei Dao Xiao got out of the car early and stood outside to help Lu Ren hold the door.

Mao Lilan woke up her father and Conan in her arms.

After both of them opened their eyes, Lu Ren said, "We're at the place, let's go down. I've bought the tickets in advance."

"Brother Ren, here"

"No need to be polite to me." Lu Ren waved his hand and stuffed the ticket into the arms of Conan, who was still confused. His cold hands were placed on Conan's neck, which stimulated him to wake up instantly.

"Hey, I'm awake. How did you sleep?"

"good."

"Next time, remember not to stay up late. You are still young. If you start staying up late so early, be careful not to grow taller in the future."

"Uh-huh."

Sometimes, Conan didn't know whether Lu Ren was really thinking about him or just pretending.

Just think that he is sincere.

Lu Ren put his hand on Conan's head every day again.

"Lan, brother Maori, we will go there first."

"Yeah. Come on work!"

"Thank you for your blessings."

Lu Ren masturbated for the last time, then stopped and got out of the car with satisfaction.

"Before we go in, let's review the script."

"Ah."

"From now on, you are Shi Miao, I am Shi Fen, and we are brother and sister. I heard that there is armor that can move around here, so I came over to take a look out of curiosity."

"Yeah." Kitajima Xiao nodded, and then questioned, "Shouldn't this situation all be pretending to be a couple?"

"Indeed. But the question is..." Lu Ren sighed, "Do you think we are similar?"

"."

Kitajima Xiao stretched out his hand to hold Lu Ren's arm, and then retracted his hand instantly, grabbing Lu Ren's windbreaker instead, and whispered, "Let's go, Onii-chan."

hiss.

He clearly had no interest in younger sisters before.

Not right, very wrong.

"Don't call me that. Just call me by my name, Shifen." "Oh."

The two of them walked into Mihua Art Museum.

Leaving three people behind him on the far side.

Mao Li touched his unshaven chin, "What's going on with Aren and Miss Xiao?"

"Better friends?"

Mao Lilan is not sure either.

Call them sweet, that's nothing.

She didn't even dare to hold hands. She interacted more with Shinichi than these two people.

But to say that it doesn't matter at all, they were holding hands just now, although they soon changed to holding the corners of their clothes.

Are all adults' emotions so shy and reserved?

"They probably have nothing special to do with each other."

Conan guessed: "Aren't they here to investigate the walking armor? That thing is probably the work of the staff in the museum themselves."

"They can't reveal their identities as reporters, they can only make secret visits. In that case, they will need a false identity."

So, there is only one truth!
  "They're pretending to be a couple!"

Lu Ren, who had already entered the hotel, suddenly sneezed.

"Shit, do you have a cold?" Bei Dao was very nervous.

"No."

Lu Ren didn't quite believe that he could still catch a cold with his physical condition?

So what kind of influenza virus can survive in his body?
  "Maybe someone is talking about me."

……

Miwa Art Museum.

The name contains the word "rice flower", but it is actually a private art museum.

It was a former rich man who donated his collection free of charge for everyone to enjoy.

But because it is a private collection, the collection is relatively partial.

Everyone felt a sense of freshness at the beginning, but later it became just a bit of a mouthful.

Everyone knows that there is such a place, but no one will come here.

Occasionally, the school carries out quality education research activities, and teachers will take students here for a visit.

There will be relatively many people at that time.

Other times, there are basically no people around.

Just like now.

It was obviously a legal holiday, but there were very few tourists in the museum, almost zero.

Maybe there will be more people in the afternoon, and people who are curious about the news will come.

There was news about walking armor in the museum, but Tokyo News did not report it. Kiyoshi Sato hates impetuousness, so the style of their newspaper has always been more pragmatic.

The trolling is all justified.

But Mount Fuji next door reported it and made it into yesterday’s evening paper.

So this time when he came to the art museum, Riku Ren Kitajima Xiao had an invisible and agreed-upon mission.

That is to find out the truth and slap Mount Fuji in the face.

But if we do this, no one will come to this art museum.

Lu Ren understood the truth, he just felt...it didn't matter.

　Why do we say that verbal questions test emotional intelligence?

　　Because you need to figure out the intention of the questioner and choose what he thinks is the correct answer.

　　Note that it is the questioner, not the original author.

　　It is the original author's meaning that the person who wrote the question is trying to figure out.

　　As an author, I have a say in this kind of thing.

　　Baby, the chapter you posted says that sometimes I don’t even think of going there. Therefore, there is a difference between your understanding and the author's own understanding.

　　Back to the language question, I try to figure out the intention of the person who asked the question through the author.

　　Seriously speaking, this kind of thing cannot be completely correct. We can only try our best to ensure accuracy.

　　
  　
  (End of this chapter)