Conan’s Toast Does Not Eat Fine Wine

However, Zhu Fu Gaoming still didn't say anything, only gestured to him to beckon him to follow.

Xin Fan had no choice but to follow his brother to the second floor.

Unlike before, this time under the leadership of Zhu Fu Gaoming, Xinfan walked into Zhu Fu Jingguang's bedroom.

The bedroom is still furnished 23 years ago. The decoration and furniture can be seen in every aspect of Zhu Fu’s care for the youngest son. The owner of the bedroom is not like an ordinary child.

Xinfan walked to the table and opened the drawer. There was only one book in it.

Upon seeing this, Zhu Fu Gaoming said: "I remember this book. You would hold it wherever you were when you were young, but you left it here the day you left home."

Xinfan opened the book, looked at the strange symbols like ghosts, and asked his elder brother: "Did you not open it during the years when I lost contact?"

Zhu Fu Gaoming shook his head: "Why should I read your diary?"

If Zhu Fu Jingguang died, the diary as a relic is indeed a way for his loved ones to cherish the memory, but Zhu Fu Gaoming always believed that his brother lived in a certain corner—perhaps in the world or in his heart—so he never considered taking it. Spy on the secrets of younger brother's growth.

Xinfan Wenyan laughed, and he handed the notebook to Zhu Fu Gaoming: "Look, I have permission."

Zhu Fu Gaoming took the notebook, glanced at it twice, and his brows were quickly frowned together.

Forgive him for his lack of knowledge, so he can't understand what Jing Guang wrote at all.

"What is this?" Zhu Fu asked Gaoming.

"Some memories, some memories that I can't remember now." Xinfan smiled, "I knew at the time that if I didn't write them down, I would forget them one day. In this way other people can't understand. Recording, is it safer than locking?"

After that, he laughed at himself helplessly: "As a result, I have become a defensive person."

Zhu Fu Gaoming closed the notebook and put it back in the drawer: "If this is the case, put it in a safe place, maybe one day you will remember all of it."

Xinfan said helplessly, "How can things that have been thrown away so easy to pick up?"

"Like this." Zhu Fu Gaoming took a photo frame from the shelf and handed it to Xinfan.

There is a picture carefully mounted in the frame, but the strange thing is that the picture has only the scenery and no one, and the scenery is taken at a very low level, just like the mistakes in the mobile phone that will be cleaned up someday.

Xinfan stared at it for a long time, then suddenly realized: "Isn't this the tree that we took the photo with on the day of graduation? I remember it was behind the playground!"

When he went to the police academy not long ago, the tree was no longer in its original location, so Xinfancai didn't react for a while.

"Perhaps." Zhu Fu Gaoming said, "This was sent by you with the pen after graduation. I think it should have a special meaning to you, so it has been kept here."

Xinfan took out the photo from the frame, put it close to him, and said to Zhu Fu Gaoming earnestly: "It does have a special meaning to me, thank you, Gao Ming."

"You call me brother, why should you say thanks?"

"Let's go." Zhu Fu Gaoming said suddenly, "You can't stay here for too long, you'd better go back to Tokyo tonight."

Xin Fan was stunned: "Leave now? But now it's dark."

"That must also go. You just have to know it in your heart. It is better for you to have less contact with Fu Jingguang."

"but…"

"Let's go, I'll see you off."

Zhu Fu Gaoming drove Xinfan out of the house without any explanation.

Xinfan looked back at Zhufuzhai, which was going further and further away, almost crying without tears.

When passing by the grocery store, the owner's grandmother enthusiastically said goodbye: "Jingguang, come again when you have time!"

He is not Zhu Fu Jingguang!

Xinfan thought angrily,

If he were Zhu Fu Jingguang, how could Zhu Fu Gaoming kick him out of the house so quickly?

What's all this, he finally returned home after twenty-three years. Before the stool was hot, he was driven out by his brother. Zhu Fu Gaoming is really a dear brother, so dear!

After arriving at the station, Zhu Fu Gaoming didn't want to waste any more time, and simply told him to leave.

This time Xinfan hurriedly stopped him: "Brother! You have to take care of yourself by yourself."

Zhu Fu Gaoming paused holding the steering wheel's hand, looked back at Xinfan, and said calmly: "You are the one, don't write anything like that to fool me."

Xinfan knew that his elder brother was referring to the "diary" he sent regularly before, and he was also helpless about it. How did he know that he was not dead or awake after three days?

"Don't worry." Xinfan smiled, "I'll be fine and don't worry about you."

"I know." Zhu Fu nodded wisely, then rolled up the window, released the brake, and drove the car away from the station.

There is no need to ask about the return date, because the kite line tied to the hearts of the brothers has never been broken.

Xinfan looked at his distant back, the squiggly expression on his face gradually faded, leaving only a serious look.

Today's trip to Nagano is really like a dream. When he wakes up from the dream, what he has to face is the more severe reality.

Twenty-three years ago, Zhu Fu Jingguang’s files did not contain much, not even a passport photo. They only wrote the most basic information. These information can be clear even if you ask the community where they live. .

But the time when the file was lost is too coincidental.

Seven years ago, after he told his brother that he was admitted to the professional group, that is to say, when he was destined to become a policeman, his file was copied.

What on earth does the person copying files do?

Reminiscing about his previous suspicion of Rum and the organization's huge influence in Japan's political and economic circles, Xinfan couldn't help but exhale heavily.

The situation seems to be getting worse and worse for him.

Should we find a time to visit Onizuka instructor? Although it is a bit embarrassing to disturb his retirement life, he can only hope on Onizuka instructor now. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

As for asking Jiang Gu Ling to go... Xin Fan felt that it would be more appropriate to do this by himself.

Compared with the precarious one, Jiang Gu Ling's current undercover situation is still safe, since this is the case, he can no longer be involved.

…

"Is that the person just now?"

Conan lay in the gap between the driver's seat and the co-pilot's seat and asked in a low voice.

The person in charge of driving is Yusaku Kudo. Hearing this, he calmly said: "It's him, he seems to be waiting for his accomplice."

"Did those people meet in this kind of place?" Conan wondered.

"Unscrupulous means to achieve the goal is the basic quality of the members of the organization, not to mention the mixed boxing gym, it is not impossible to make the dirtier and darker places." A voice suddenly sounded behind Conan, "Not to mention they are just peripheral members."

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