Conan: I'm not really a winery boss

Chapter 171 Lan, I'm Going In

"Fu Jiang, are you asleep?" Xiaolan asked in a soft voice.

As soon as she finished speaking, she knocked on her head, separated by a door, Fu Jiang couldn't hear her such a small voice.

She gently opened the sliding door a gap, and looked inside with her head tilted.

The quilt is bulging, and you can tell that someone is sleeping in it.

Xiaolan sighed in disappointment, and closed the sliding door to death.

It seems that she can only wake up her father and Conan.

She really didn't want to do this. If Fu Jiang knew that she was too scared to go to the toilet by herself because of the story of Wutiangou, it would only comfort her.

But if Kogoro and Conan found out, they would laugh at her severely.

In the dark corridor, she was hesitant to summon up the courage to go to the toilet by herself, but she had already come out alone anyway.

But the story told by the host before was really scary.

Say, maybe, Wu Tiangou is watching her behind her now, and is opening his bloody mouth to eat her.
Thinking of this, she felt a chill in her heart, turned around quickly, and assumed a karate posture.

There is only darkness behind, no one.

She patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief. It was just scaring herself.

She turned around in relief, then her pupils dilated, and her mouth opened to scream.

Bang, the shadow covered her mouth and pushed her against the wall.

Xiaolan struggled to scratch the hand that was covering her mouth, her eyes were wet with tears in her panic.

"What's wrong?" Fu Jiang's hands were a little cold and wet, as if he had just washed them, "Are you afraid...what?"

Xiaolan paused in her struggling movements, opened her eyes wide to take in the weak light as much as possible, and saw the figure in front of her clearly.

"What are you afraid of?" Fu Jiang repeated what he said just now, and the hand covering Xiaolan's mouth was even stronger.

"Hmmmm." Xiaolan shook her head and lightly grabbed Fu Jiang's hand.

Fu Jiang's left hand loosened slightly, but it was still very close to Xiaolan's head.

"I, I want to go to the bathroom" Xiaolan said in a low voice.

Being so frightened by Fu Jiang, she couldn't bear it anymore.

"Okay." Fu Jiang narrowed his eyes slightly, "But you have to tell me first, what are you afraid of?"

If there is enough light here, Xiaolan should be able to see the fine cold sweat on his forehead.

"You suddenly appeared, I thought I met Wutiangou"

Speaking of this, Xiaolan glanced at Fu Jiang suspiciously, "Didn't you sleep in the room before?"

"No." Fu Jiang frowned, "Why do you say that?"

"I saw that the quilt in your room was bulging." Xiaolan's voice became smaller and smaller, she felt that Fu Jiang was weird tonight.

"That's it." Fu Jiang opened the corner of his mouth, "Maybe the quilt is too thick, it looks like someone is sleeping when piled there."

At the same time as the last syllable fell, his left pupil split into two.

"Is what you just said the truth?"

"Yes." Xiaolan replied dully.

Fu Jiang dispelled the charm immediately, because he and Xiaolan's attributes were poor, even if Xiaolan didn't have much defense against him, she couldn't control him for long.

In short, it's good that he didn't enter his room and didn't lift the quilt.

The five fingers and nails of Fu Jiang's right hand hidden behind him began to shrink.

"Let's go, I'll accompany you to the toilet." Fu Jiang raised his chin, "I just came back from there."

"Oh, good." Xiaolan nodded and replied, she felt as if she had been distracted for a few seconds just now.

After entering the toilet, just as Xiaolan was about to close the door, she suddenly thought of something and said with an embarrassed smile:

"Well, Fu Jiang, can you wait for me outside for a while?"

"Of course." Fu Jiang nodded, "I will wait until you come out, you can always trust me, Lan."

"Thank you." Xiaolan closed the door with a smile on her face.

Fu Jiang bent down like a cheetah, lowered his footsteps and rushed back to his room. After closing the sliding door tightly, he lifted his quilt.

The abbot of the temple, Monk Tianyong, lay there motionless with his eyes wide open.

On his forehead, there are five finger-thick holes.

……

5 minutes ago.

"Young man, are you asleep?" the abbot slowly bent down and asked in a very soft voice.

Fu Jiang lay there quietly, like a long-dead corpse, but the ten fingers hidden under the quilt began to extend.

The abbot narrowed his eyes and stared at Fu Jiang for nearly half a minute. After confirming that he was in a deep sleep, he slowly grabbed Fu Jiang's neck with both hands.

Just when his hand was about to touch Fu Jiang's neck, Fu Jiang's eyes suddenly opened, the eyeballs rolled around in the eye sockets a few times, and finally fixed his gaze on the host's face.

Swish, the abbot put his hands behind his back, "Actually, I want to go to the toilet, but it's always a little timid to be alone in this dark environment, ahem."

"Really?" Before the old host answered, Fu Jiang shook his head first, asked himself and answered, "I don't think so."

There is no doubt that the old host wanted his life for some reason.

This is unreasonable. After coming to the temple, he has been well-behaved. He didn't ask questions that shouldn't be asked, and didn't look around.

Even if the old host wants to kill, he should kill Conan.

It can't be said that the old host wanted to kill him because he didn't eat the fast meal and felt that he didn't show face, right?

But, after eliminating all the impossibilities, what remains, no matter how incredible, can only be the truth.

"Fog Tengu." Tomie said confidently.

Eh?According to the previous reasoning, shouldn't it be because he didn't eat that fast meal?
"Oh?" The old monk's expression became as gloomy as Curator Jinchuan's, "I was discovered by you."

He chuckled, "That's right, this old man is the Wutiangou you're looking for, but I'm curious, how did you find out?"

"Human noses can't be that long, can they?"

In fact, Tomie is still not sure about this, after all, Conan's height and body proportions are also very abnormal.

The abbot touched his long nose, "I can feel this sense of incongruity. Sure enough, you are not an ordinary young man, but a magician."

The old host, who was already on guard, was more cautious, and his life of over a hundred years gave him a wealth of experience.

Fu Jiang was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect the old host's question to be a temptation.

Only a god tm magician can detect something is wrong, doesn't it just need to have eyes?

"The number you dialed is temporarily unavailable."

A notification sound came from the cell phone hidden in Fu Jiang's bed.

"No wonder you have been chatting with me. It turned out that you wanted to delay calling someone and put the old man in a situation of being surrounded. So it seems that the man and the girl are also magicians?"

The old host was confident, "Unfortunately, before I came in, the enchantment was already arranged, and no one could notice the situation in this small isolated room."

As his voice fell, white mist seeped into the room through the gaps in the doors, windows and tatami mats, forming a circle to wrap the place.

Fu Jiang bit the tip of his tongue, it seemed that he had to compete with Wu Tiangou one-on-one here.

He took out his hands from under the quilt, retracted his arms, tensed his muscles, and stabbed forward with his fingers.

The old host gave a strange cry and jumped back to avoid the sneak attack.

The mist condensed into a fan half the size of his body in his hands.

He waved his fan upwards, lifted Fu Jiang's hands upwards, and then moved towards Fu Jiang quickly.

"So-called magicians, as long as they can't sing magic, they are no different from ordinary people!"

Bang bang bang bang bang.

The old host stood there blankly, touching his chest and abdomen with trembling hands.

"Ugh!"

He spat out a mouthful of blood on the ground.

The trembling pupils moved upwards and saw a Beretta M92F in the raised hand.

"Times have changed, Mist Tengu."

Fu Jiang rushed forward nimbly and quickly, piercing the old host's head with five fingers of his left hand, and passing through from behind.

"Despicable human beings, you always destroy the living environment of us monsters again and again, use us as magic materials, and use our skins to make fancy clothes
"What did we monsters do wrong!? Our Wutiangu clan, just living peacefully in the mountains and forests, was violated and killed by you humans again and again. I am not reconciled!"

Thick fog emerged from the seven orifices of the old abbot, converging into a tall humanoid creature with a red face and wings.

"Human, you have angered me!"

call!Wu Tiangou's body vibrated and his wings rushed up, his thick hands tightly grasped Fu Jiang's wrist, and pressed back hard.

Fu Jiang retreated step by step, and was finally squeezed against the wall, his pupils continued to dilate.

Too bad, I didn't expect this boss to have a second stage. It's so powerful, can't it compare... eh?It doesn't seem to be very powerful, does it?

Fu Jiang retracted his right leg and kicked Wu Tiangou in the abdomen.

"Whoa!" Wu Tiangou screamed, stepped back a few steps and fell to the ground, clutching his stomach and rolling back and forth.

Tomie: .
So weak!Fog Tengu is so weak!

He clicked the King of Labor twice to check the attributes of Wutiangou.

Power: 7
Agility: 6
Stamina: 7
Insights: 5
Charisma: 3
Manipulating the clouds and manipulating the fog lv27: The root of the power of the Wutiangu clan.

The art of change: the ability of the Wutiangu family to survive.

The corners of Fu Jiang's mouth drooped slightly, isn't it the legendary powerful monster?The attributes seem to be stronger than ordinary people!

"You, you won, human being, congratulations, I would like to call you the strongest in the world."

Wu Tiangou sat up after recovering, stretched out his hand and pulled out his nose, "This is your trophy, don't bother me anymore!"

After speaking, the fog surrounding the room dissipated, and he turned around to leave through the window.

"Wait." Fu Jiang grabbed his wings and dragged him back.

"Damn it, aren't you satisfied? You are too greedy for human beings, my protector, the Red Magic Clan will not let you go!"

After that, he assumed a defecation posture, blushing and thick neck, separated a cloud of mist and fell to the ground.

As the mist separated, its size shrunk visibly to the naked eye, becoming about the size of Conan.

"This, this is mine, huh, huh, the original energy, the fog of change, it belongs to you, but don't be complacent, you violated the agreement not to seriously injure monsters, the red magic family will hunt you down, you You have to return it after all!"

Xiaowu Tengu said out of breath.

Fu Jiang frowned and looked at the cloud of mist. The posture in which Wutiangou separated it made him instinctively not want to touch the cloud.

"Actually, I just want to ask, you are so weak, what are those legends about? It is said that you can jump on trees and break through walls. Isn't that bragging?"

Xiaowu Tengu's already red face became even redder with anger, "Are you stupid to be my uncle? Of course, I used a hook rope and wings to jump the tree. I can also use a sledgehammer to break through the wall. Our Wutiangu is excellent. ninja!"

"Okay." Fu Jiang looked very disappointed.

How should I put it? Well, my longing for the legend was completely shattered.

After giving Fu Jiang a blank look, Xiao Wutiangou was about to leave angrily.

Fu Jiang pointed to the old host who fell on the ground, "Also, take that puppet? Anyway, take it away."

"No, he is dead, you can deal with it as you like, anyway, according to your human laws, that guy is a murderer.

"I also put the blame on my uncle, and used my reputation to make the temple famous.

"Since this is the case, sir, I will fulfill him and make this temple a real temple where foggy tengus live!"

After finishing speaking, Xiaowu Tengu turned into a puff of mist, left the gap by the window, and drifted away under the moon.

……

Time goes back to the present.

Lifting the quilt and looking at the staring corpse, Fu Jiang looked ugly.

Damn Wu Tiangou actually left such a corpse to entrap him.

What is the temple where the foggy dog ​​is active?Now this temple is inhabited by Conan!
He didn't have much time to hesitate, Xiaolan might come out of the toilet at any time.

He lifted the tatami with his blood-washed hands, and put the blood-stained side underneath.

Then he wrapped the old host with a quilt and transported him to the confinement room.

On the way, he passed Conan's room and stole one of his power-enhancing shoes.

Thanks to the protective color, few people can detect him in the dark. Even if someone comes out to go to the toilet and bumps into him, he can use the charm first to distract the other party.

After closing the door of the confinement room, Fu Jiang forcibly covered half of his foot with the strengthening shoe.

Because he has fought against Conan's projection countless times in the underground training ground, he is extremely skilled in twisting and twisting.

Then charge up and aim.

"Let's go."

Bang, the abbot's body took off from Wuhu, directly hit the wooden wall and bounced on the beams of the roof.

Next, as long as it was dawn, when everyone found that the abbot was missing and began to search, he took the opportunity to set fire to the temple, destroying all possible evidence.

After going out, he pulled down the door lock of the confinement room, bought a new lock from the mall and replaced it, then locked it with a key, and put the key back in the inventory.

Strange locks that appear for unknown reasons, keys that do not exist at all, this is a murder case in a secret room!
He returned Conan's shoes and rushed to the toilet.

The whole journey took 1 minute and 02 seconds.

"Fu, Fu Jiang, Fu Jiang? Are you not there?" Xiaolan's voice trembled, and some crying could even be heard.

"I'm here." Fu Jiang calmly gave a reassuring answer.

Xiaolan breathed a sigh of relief, "Why didn't you answer me before? You didn't mean to scare me, did you? It's too much."

She called me several times?

Fu Jiang's pupils began to tremble, and his heart began to beat wildly.

He knew that this would become his fatal flaw.

But he also knew that after 1 minute, this flaw would completely disappear.

Because he had an idea.

"Lan." Fu Jiang held the doorknob, "I'm going in."

(End of this chapter)