Become a legend in Hong Kong

"Ajie, thanks to you this time, otherwise I really don't know what I would have done."

Outside the holiday villa area, Tomizawa Yuzo was filled with emotion. An ordinary meeting with classmates, where he encountered a loving father, a filial son, and respectful brothers and sisters, made him mature overnight and strengthened his determination to devote himself to the field of painting.

The wealthy family is too dangerous, but it is more comfortable to hold a paintbrush.

Looking at these three ineffective sons, we know that Tomizawa Tetsuji may be very good at making money, but his ability to cultivate the next generation is poor, and he is far less far-sighted than the Suzuki family. Giving birth to a daughter does not require such troubles.

"Yuzo, actually you shouldn't thank me."

Liao Wenjie shrugged and said unscrupulously: "Because I saved my uncle, you didn't get a share of the wealth, so you couldn't calm down and paint. Besides, without your eldest brother, my uncle wanted to train an heir." , will only put more crazily pressure on you."

"Ah this..."

"If you think about it carefully, your current situation is exactly the same as when your eldest brother decided to kill his uncle."

"..."

Tomizawa Yuzo blinked and choked for a moment. After a while, he smiled bitterly and shook his head: "If this is the case, I will have no choice but to run away from home again. I hope that you can provide me with a place to stay when I take refuge in Hong Kong Island."

"Xiong San, there is nothing wrong with being an heir. You have status, wealth, and power. I really don't understand why you three brothers are so devoid of desire for power?"

Liao Wenjie didn't quite understand that, unlike other wealthy families, in order to get the upper hand, brothers would inevitably fight with each other, or even pay to kill someone to stab him in the back.

But when it comes to Tomize's house, the style of painting takes a 180-degree turn. There is indeed intrigue between the brothers, but they do so in order to stay away from the whirlpool of power, and their purpose of stabbing in the back is even more outrageous, hoping that their brothers will take the blame and rise to power.

In order not to become the heirs, the three brothers racked their brains in various ways, lest they were not the worst. The eldest son even tried his best to kill his father.

It’s really useless!

"Maybe the three of us know very well that we are not qualified heirs, so we shirk each other. None of us wants to inherit our father's mantle." Tomizawa Yuzo explained dryly, that's what he thought anyway.

"How will you know if you don't try it? Believe me, there is no conflict between the company boss and the painter, and there is a bonus, ensuring that everyone will rush to collect your paintings." Liao Wenjie is very sure about this, as long as Tomizawa Yuzo becomes the Fuze Zaibatsu. If the boss is the boss, a large group of younger brothers will suddenly wake up to the artistic bacteria and spontaneously sell his paintings to sky-high prices.

Essential abilities in the workplace, adapt to your needs.

"Forget it, I'm afraid that I will lose all the family fortune that my father has worked so hard to save." Tomizawa Xiongsan shook his head. The most important thing in life is self-awareness. He is really not the person to be at the helm.

"Xiong San, you think too highly of yourself. When the capital accumulates to a certain level, you can't lose it all if you want to." Liao Wenjie sighed and said nothing more.

Next, he will go to a nearby hot spring village to experience the local cultural characteristics.

This is an arrangement during the day, to hide people's eyes. The key is at night. After nightfall, the Tanaka family's residence and shrine have to check in.

Because Tomizawa Tetsuji has not yet recovered, Tomizawa Yuzo and his girlfriend Suzuki Ayako have to stay and take care of him. The two parties say goodbye for the time being and agree to meet in Tokyo five days later.

The black car was slowly approaching. Liao Wenjie was wondering why he had switched to the extended version today when he saw the car window rolled down, Suzuki Sonoko waving her head, and Mao Lilan and Conan next to her.

"Brother Xiong San, leave Brother Wenjie to me. You can go without worry!"

Liao Wenjie: (_)

As expected of a wealthy daughter, if you can speak, speak more.

"Yuzo, why are they going to the hot springs?"

"Well, I was worried about taking care of my father and couldn't accompany you, so Yuanzi volunteered to take over the job. She is such a kind-hearted little girl, as kind as her sister!"

Tomizawa Yuzo said with a smile: "The Suzuki family has a private property in the hot spring town. If she is willing to help, I don't have to make other arrangements."

Come on, how could she be so kind as to help? She is clearly a greedy person!

Liao Wenjie turned his head speechlessly, looking at the bright smiling face of Suzuki Sonoko waving.

Okay, it's free anyway, as long as Conan is merciful and doesn't kill anyone while taking a bath.

"That's it. See you in Tokyo in five days."

After waving goodbye to Tomizawa Yuzo, Liao Wenjie walked into the limousine and saw Conan sitting next to him with a sad face as Kaitou Kidd died. He raised his hand and rubbed his head.

"As expected of Conan, he just needs to be groomed... ahem, I mean he's just so cute! He needs to be rubbed!"

Conan: "..."

"What about me? What about me?"

On the opposite side, Suzuki Sonoko pointed at her face, looking like she was begging for praise. If the brake pads hadn't been pulled in time, she would have rushed over and squeezed Conan out of the door.

"Ha, ha, of course Sonoko is cute too!"

After saying that, before Suzuki Sonoko could get excited, Liao Wenjie directly changed the subject: "By the way, if I remember correctly, yesterday was Saturday and today is Sunday. Don't you two have to go to school tomorrow?"

"It is indeed a day off, but now that we have a holiday, we don't have to go to school for the whole month of August." Suzuki Sonoko clapped her hands together to express long live the holiday.

Liao Wenjie was silent after hearing this. As we all know, Conan's most indispensable thing is holidays, and Valentine's Day is celebrated eight times a year.

As for today's specific date, he didn't ask. Anyway, today's date had little to do with tomorrow's date, so it was useless to ask.

…

Night, hot spring.

The mist was hazy, and Conan was soaking in the water with a towel on his head, blowing bubbles out of boredom.

At this moment, Mao Lilan's scream and the lewd laughter of Uncle Suzuki Sonoko came from next door.

"Yuanzi, where are you touching!!"

"What does it matter? Anyway, since Shinichi is not here, he will have nothing to do. Why don't we let Sonoko-san take care of them?"

"Go away, don't come over."

"Hey hey hey..."

"..."

Then there was a sound of splashing water. I don't know whether it was Suzuki Sonoko who succeeded, or the weak Mao Lilan who fought back and rubbed him against the bottom of the pool.

Here, Conan didn't know what he was thinking about, his face turned red visibly, and he was spinning in circles holding his nose.

"No way. Even if your mind is that of a seventeen-year-old high school student, the age when you love fantasizing the most and consume the most tissues, your body is only seven years old and you have no ability to commit crimes. What's there to be excited about?"

Liao Wenjie leaned on the edge of the pool with his hands and looked wordlessly at Conan, who was wandering around, probably looking for a hole: "Also, if you have a nosebleed, get out quickly. If you die from excessive blood loss, I will be implicated."

"Stop, stop looking down on people, how could I have a nosebleed over something like this!"

Conan held his nose and argued forcefully, saying that this was not the case. The last time he and Mao Lilan took a bath together, he was chatting and laughing, coping with ease, and was not moved by beauty the whole time.

"Ey---"

puff!

Nose blood spurted, Conan fell down, and blood mist spread on the water.

"It's really disappointing. They say you shouldn't pollute the water. If you do this again, I'll take a bath next door."

Liao Wenjie stared at the huge flow of water speechlessly, suspecting that Conan was going to kill him tonight, so he stood up and took two steps forward to fish him out of the water.

The latter was bleeding profusely and seemed to be seriously injured.

…

"You are so lustful when you are only seven years old. How can you pay it back in the future?"

In the room, Liao Wenjie put on his bathrobe and looked through the nearby map. He had a red pen in his hand, drawing circles or crosses from time to time. Next to him was a pale Conan, with a ball of paper stuck in his nostrils.

"I don't……"

Conan retorted in a low voice, but the evidence was conclusive and the old man criticized him, but he didn't believe what he said.

"There's nothing wrong with men being lustful. It's just the two of us here. Admit it and I will help you keep it a secret." Liao Wenjie said while looking at the map.

"You are so slanderous. When Xiaolan invited me to go to the women's bath, I rejected her."

"That's because you were afraid that I would peek, so you stayed to monitor me." Liao Wenjie exposed Conan's villainous nature without even raising his head.

"cut!"

Conan curled his lips in displeasure and saw Liao Wenjie drawing on the map. His eyes suddenly lit up and he tiptoed behind him to start looking.

On the map, there were red circles one after another. Conan thought these were the coordinates of the hot spring women's baths, but upon closer inspection he discovered that the places circled by Liao Wenjie were all shrines.

Here comes the question, what is wrong with a pervert and scumbag who shows little interest in the women bathing next to him, but is focused on the nearby shrine?

Suddenly, Conan remembered that Liao Wenjie was not a native of Neon, and that there was a mysterious organization behind him.

"These shrines are the targets of your mission. What are you looking for?"

"Enemy!"

"Enemy!?"

The answer was unexpected. Conan blinked and said subconsciously: "What will you do if you find your enemy?"

"That said, what else can you do to find enemies?"

Liao Wenjie put down the red pen, stuffed the map into his arms, and showed a bloodthirsty and indifferent smile to Conan: "If there is a grudge to complain, and there is a hatred to seek revenge, with my means, I will definitely count them all, leaving no chickens or dogs behind, I will kill them all." Lose."

"..."

Conan took two steps back. It came from the intuition of the famous detective that Liao Wenjie was making fun of him, but his eyes were so terrifying that he even saw a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood through these eyes.

No way, has this guy really killed many people?

Bang bang bang!

There was a knock on the door, and Liao Wenjie stood up and opened the door. Outside the house was a servant from the Suzuki family, handing him a set of professional clothing.

Just put on black clothes, black pants, black shoes, black hat, white shirt and white gloves, and you will be a cold-blooded killer ready to go.

"you you you……"

Seeing Liao Wenjie changing clothes solemnly, Conan swallowed hard. Knowing that his efforts were in vain, he still grabbed the black coat and held it in his arms.

"Don't make trouble, I have a date tonight."

Liao Wenjie slapped Conan away and put on the black coat. When he finished changing and put on the black hat, Conan was already standing by the door from his heart.

so similar!

Exactly like the two roller coaster fanatics who fed him poison that night.

"Don't worry, I'm just teasing you. I never kill. My only crime is stealing."

Liao Wenjie raised his brows, then lowered the brim of his hat. He was ashamed to say that he relied on this thick...loyal and honest face to steal hearts many times and is still at large.

Under Conan's gaze, Liao Wenjie jumped off the balcony on the second floor. When he chased him to the window, he could no longer find him.

"This guy went out and did bad things in front of me..."

Conan's face looked ugly. There were two possibilities. One was that Liao Wenjie didn't intend to do anything bad and was just teasing him for fun.

The second possibility is that Liao Wenjie doesn't mind him knowing.

If it was the second type, wouldn't he be finished tonight?