Conan: I'm not really a winery boss

Chapter 219 Mr. Hijikata agrees

After breakfast, everyone returned to their rooms.

Fu Jiang, who started living together with Xiaolan, naturally went back to the room with Xiaolan, and saw Conan drooling on the bed.

"Really, stay up late at night and don't eat breakfast." Xiaolan sat on the edge of the bed and touched Conan's forehead.

This is still a child, if he doesn't pay attention to his body like this, he will definitely be full of diseases when he grows up.

Fu Jiang picked up the answer sheet on the ground, patted it, and glanced at it casually.

After answering all the thousand questions, he didn't know if they were all correct.

But Conan obviously had great expectations for getting that book, poor thing.

But there is no pity in the end. Who let Conan have a handsome big brother who is considerate, rich, generous, and helpful?
This probably means that as soon as I became young, I relied on my childhood sweetheart's diplomatic ability to reach the end of my life, right?
……

Time ticked by, and in the afternoon, Conan woke up, clamoring that he was hungry and wanted to eat.

Because the meal at noon was very bland, Fu Jiang still chose to buy one and spent 5 pleasure points.

With Xiaolan's reminder, he left some for Conan.

After all, it is lunch, and the amount is much larger than breakfast.

Under Fu Jiang's insinuation, Conan's brain, which may not be too smart, finally understood that it was not the hotel owner who gave him a good meal, but the good man Fu Jiang Hehuan.

But he only used one sentence, "Thank you Fujiang Ge Ge, Ge Ge is so kind." He was fooled, and it was the same at dinner.

"Tsk, at least send a mission." In the dark bedroom, Fu Jiang was lying on the bed alone, watching the clock point to three o'clock.

Although his trip did not consume money under universal values, it consumed more difficult-to-obtain pleasure points.

Breakfast, lunch and dinner, a total of 10 points were consumed.

If he doesn't come to any other tasks, then he will enter a state of loss in a short period of time.

Hattori Heiji's emotional line quest will not bring immediate benefits. This is a long-term quest line that will provide benefits one after another in the next few hundred years.

Ding, Conan's love line task is triggered:
Task release: I blackened (not Conan)

Mission brief introduction: Don't ask, asking is the butterfly effect.

Task requirements: save people, every person who survives after the incident will get 50 joy points.

Task reward: At least one person survived, will get Conan's big eyeballs (Is this not free? You said Conan didn't thank you?)
Conan's big eyes?
Hey, is there something wrong with this system or something wrong with Conan?

What kind of thank you is this?It's too fucking hell, isn't it?
This wouldn't be the same type of reward as the detective's brain, would he need to eat it?

When the thoughts in his head were flying, Fu Jiang had already left the bedroom and came to the dining room.

There is a taste of Xiaolan here.

Most of the representative Conan and Heci are also here, and according to the decision of Ke Xue's will, the murderer is not far away from their location.

At this time, apart from Tomie, there are only boyfriend and girlfriend Kento Toba, Ayako Oki, who belong to the reasoning research department of the university, and hotel staff Hitomi Iwai in the restaurant.

And Hattori Heiji who doesn't study hard and runs around all day long, Mao Lilan who studies hard but is spoiled by Conan, and Shinigami who is a model worker like Gin.

Don't say they are on holiday today, Fu Jiang has already seen the date from the watch that was upgraded to King of Labor.

Today is Thursday.

This is class truancy, class truancy, good student, you know how to play without studying hard, what does it look like!
I think he was like this when he was studying.

That's fine.

Yes, students should play. If they only study and don't play, smart children will become stupid.

Tomie looked at Heiji and Conan, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

After all, if they don't play now, they will never have the chance to play again.

Thinking of them stepping into the society as detectives, they couldn't even eat in the end, so they had to lower their status and learn how to catch rapes. His slow beating heart like ice was like a nightingale that began to sing at night, and got a new life.

The pain of others is the source of his happiness.

"Hey, Fu Jiang, you're here too."

Heiji noticed Tomie hiding in the shadow of the corridor, half of his face leaving the shadow and staring at their backs coldly.

"Why are you smiling so scary?"

"Leave him alone, he's always been like this." Conan put his hands on his chin in boredom.

Xiaolan patted Conan's head lightly, "It's impolite."

Fu Jiang obviously came out out of concern to see that everyone hadn't returned to their room to sleep in the early morning.

As for why hiding in the shadows and laughing so scary?Because they know the skills of detectives, aren't all detectives like this, people who hide in the dark, peep into other people's privacy and then have fun.

This is what Fu Jiang told Xiaolan when he was taking a walk in the morning, every word is true.

This is not Fu Jiang's random fabrication, Gin told him, and Vodka also assured that the detective is this kind of person.

Fu Jiang pulled the remaining half of his body out of the shadow, and walked into the restaurant step by step.

"Don't sleep?"

"Can't sleep yet." Conan's eyelids drooped, "Mr. Kanaya hasn't shown up yet."

He had to finish the answer sheet and go to bed after seeing his score, otherwise he would not be able to fall asleep peacefully.

As soon as he finished speaking, his stomach growled.

"Pfft, your stomach is screaming at Tomie, right?" Heiji couldn't help laughing.

"I want you to take care of it!" Conan turned his head aside.

He was indeed a little hungry, and when he saw Fu Jiang, he really wondered if the other party would make some supper.

Fu Jiang tilted his neck, his eyes rolled to the left to look at Xiaolan.

With a guilty conscience, Xiao Lan withdrew her expectant and pleading eyes, and stopped peeking at Fu Jiang.

"I see." Fu Jiang turned and walked into the kitchen.

As a person who pays attention to diet, he only eats three meals a day at most, and he never overeats. Naturally, there is no such thing as supper.

Therefore, he wants to come and make supper for them by himself.

Well, there are ingredients in the hotel. There is a little lean pork left, bagged bread slices, a bottle of mayonnaise, and some seasonings.

What can this make for a late night snack?
Because there is no computer, Fu Jiang can't look up the information, and there are no dishes that are too unorthodox in the recipes, so he can only use his true skills.

Fu Jiang brushed the bottom of the pan with oil, then mixed a bunch of ingredients together and chopped them.

"Secret technique, delicious hodgepodge."

Fu Jiang's hands danced with afterimages, which is a skill only a super chef can have.

But with his talent and talent beyond ordinary people, he can use the culinary skills of lv2 to complete this operation.

Fu Jiang sniffled, not to mention the smell is quite fragrant.

After pouring the residue from the pot into a large plate, Fu Jiang picked up the mayonnaise and squeezed the bottle flat.

In this way, a delicious late-night snack covered with light yellow mayonnaise is complete.

The use of mayonnaise to cover up the dish's slightly underwhelming appearance was a stroke of genius.

Everyone was looking forward to sitting on the table, waiting for Fu Jiang's figure to escape from the shadow of the corridor.

It didn't take 10 minutes, Fu Jiang, who was covered half of his face by the shadow of a short top hat, walked over with a strange smile on his mouth, carrying a plate of delicious food exuding a strange fragrance.

Xiaolan clapped her hands in surprise, "Wow, it looks good. Good."

Her smile gradually disappeared, "Delicious?"

"Of course it's delicious. It's made by Chef Fu Jiang. You can't deny a dish just because of its appearance."

Heiji, who is often misunderstood and discriminated against because of the appearance of skin color, somehow felt empathy for this dish.

"Mr. Hattori is right. It is often said that ordinary people eat ordinary dishes. In my opinion, you are not ordinary people, so you come up with this kind of top-notch dishes that you usually don't."

Tomie places the plate in the center of the table, making sure everyone can reach it with a spoon.

Xiao Lan, who has tasted all kinds of dark cuisine since she was a child, has inadvertently developed an extraordinary sixth sense for dark cuisine.

For a moment, she dared not make any movements.

"Has anyone else eaten your dish?" Xiaolan asked half vigilantly and half curiously.

"Yes, Mr. Hijikata said, it's very delicious." Tomie glanced at the mayonnaise covered on it, and felt that what he said was not against his will.

Under the temptation of the aroma that should not belong to this dish, the hungry Conan couldn't help but take the lead.

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