Conan's winery play house

Chapter 114 Ashes Diamond Ring

In a small room, Tetsuya Aoyagi, Hideki Morohoshi, Akira Emoru, Seiichiro Kikukawa, Shinya Takizawa, and Aito Miyamoto were selecting souvenir styles.

The lazy-looking man at the funeral home gave them a brochure.

All of them are souvenir styles.

"Can I ask a question?" Tetsuya Aoyagi, who no longer had to carry the body, asked.

"Ask." Hideki Morohoshi said, flipping through the book.

"How on earth did you...that curator..." Tetsuya Aoyagi blurred the middle words.

He was asking how the five people of Silver Bullet killed Director Tsugawa.

It's okay if he didn't see it when it was dark.

When the man took the body just now, he noticed something was wrong at first glance.

There were no gunshot wounds or blood stains on the body.

There were no wounds at all, and it could even be said that he died quite peacefully.

But if the guns in Hideki Morohoshi's hands were fake, how did Director Tsugawa die?

"You ask this...you have to ask Miyamoto this." Hideki Morohoshi continued to look at the booklet and said.

Tetsuya Aoyagi then set his sights on the white-haired boy holding a stuffed bear and wearing sunglasses.

He sat quietly, even looking a little unreal.

"Ask me?" The young man seemed to have come to his senses at this moment, moving and smiling cutely.

"I don't know, he seemed to have died so easily." He said softly with a smile in his voice.

He has never killed anyone with anesthetic needles or poison.

Those who died in his hands were either killed by sniper bullets, with most of their bodies broken into pieces, or died in a big explosion and sea of ​​fire, with only stumps and charcoal left after everything was over.

"Easy?" Aoyagi Tetsuya's eyes were a little frightened.

"The gun can't only be loaded with bullets. We just used a tranquilizer gun. He died, probably because he received six injections." The white-haired boy said.

"After all, two or three needles can bring down an elephant, and six needles are enough to bring down two elephants. It would be strange not to die." Hideki Morohoshi said.

"You guys... are really dangerous." Qingliu was hesitant to speak, but in the end he could only say this sentence.

He is now an accomplice and helped them dispose of the body. Furthermore, he is the only adult. He said that he did not do anything and that five elementary school students killed him. Does anyone believe it?

The big news he wanted tonight was there, but he didn't dare to post it at all, and he didn't even think about posting it. He didn't even dare to take photos for fear of leaving hidden dangers.

"We are silver bullets, and bullets are inherently dangerous." Jiang Shouhang said with a smile.

"No one would want to drink water from a cup mixed with ashes, right? A potted plant with ashes is not the same. The kind that can be worn on the body, a ring or a necklace?" Hideki Morohoshi asked for the opinions of others.

"We are wearing a communicator, it can only be a ring or a bracelet." Takizawa Shin also took out the communicator around his neck.

"I like the ring better. It looks very handsome when worn on the thumb." Jiang Shouhang said.

His grandfather wore a ring on his thumb, and the ring on his thumb meant power.

"Then let's make a ring each?" Morohoshi Hideki asked.

"Okay." Takizawa Shinya replied.

"No problem." Jiang Shouhuang nodded.

"It's no problem for me either." Kikukawa Seiichiro also said.

The four people seemed to have put the shadow of murder behind them and became relaxed again.

Because for them, it is indeed over.

People die and their bodies are disposed of.

No one will find them.

"As long as everyone likes it," Aito said with a bright smile.

"Then let's take the ring." Hideki Morohoshi nodded and said to the sleepy man behind the table.

"Ring, one hundred grams of ashes can make a one-carat ashes diamond. The corpse just now can have about fifteen hundred grams of ashes. What kind of diamond do you want?" The man typed lazily on the computer keyboard.

He yawned and said.

"Make six rings to wear on your thumbs, just two carats, a silver ring, and diamonds embedded in the rings." Hideki Morohoshi raised the brochure in his hand.

"Just like this one, it also needs blue diamonds." He pointed to a model on one of the pages.

"Six two-carat rough diamonds cost a total of US$660,000. Including cutting and other production costs, the total cost is US$800,000. How to pay?" The man nodded, said nothing more, started typing on the keyboard, and then spoke to

they said.

"Eight hundred thousand?? US dollars?" Jiang Shouhuang was stunned.

He can indeed take out $800,000 from home, but he is not yet ready to take out $800,000 casually.

One hundred million yen.

If it's one million or even ten million yen, they can still get it out of their pocket money.

Any more and it won't work.

They are still primary school students living on the pocket money given by their families.

"Here." Aito handed the man a card.

"If you call me brother and smile and act coquettishly at me, I'll give you a discount." The man took the card, looked at it, and suddenly touched Aito's head, smiling teasingly.

"Please give us a discount, brother." The white-haired boy did not refuse the other party's gesture of touching his head, but instead said with a bright smile.

"What a cute kid. I can't help it. Well, I'll give you a discount." The man couldn't help laughing and patted the boy's head.

He did not swipe the card, but directly returned the card to Aito.

"Is it free?" Morohoshi Hideki and the four others were dumbfounded.

First, Miyamoto acted coquettishly as he said, and his unprincipled behavior made them feel guilty. If they could come up with money, Miyamoto wouldn't have to do this.

But when they saw the other party casually waived the $800,000 bill, the four of them were stunned.

In fact, $800,000 for a coquette doesn't seem like a loss.

"Is this the importance of being good-looking?" Jiang Shouxiang touched the flesh on his belly and couldn't help but sigh.

"You have to be good-looking to see him like this, not ordinary good-looking." The man smiled and said casually.

"You guys really know each other, right?" Hideki Morohoshi said with certainty.

When a normal funeral parlor sees them carrying a body, they will ask for some information and fill out some forms.

But the man asked nothing from the beginning.

"I've said it before, it's my family's business." Aito said matter-of-factly.

His card is an organization's card, a card that can only be owned by members of the organization. After the other party sees his identity, he will naturally give it to him for free.

Members of the organization use the organization's equipment free of charge.

Everyone is a family.

This was what Brother Kabados told him. He said that if he wanted to dispose of the body or make souvenirs after returning to Japan, he should come here.

"That's it." Zhuxing Hideki nodded.

In his opinion, this is normal.

In your own property, even if the owner kills someone, the people below will only try to help hide it, and some people will even take the initiative to take the blame. Even if someone kills someone, someone will take the initiative to do it for the owner.

So it was not surprising that the other party saw Miyamoto taking them and the body with him without asking anything.

And Aito had already run to the man to chat with him.

It's still a private chat.

"What's your brother's name?" Aito looked at the newly acquainted family members, his tone full of expectation.

"You can... call me Suze." The man smiled and touched the boy's head.

His ordinary face actually had a special kind of handsomeness.

"Brother Suzi, just call me Aitu." Aitu smiled brightly.

A new family member has been added!

The new brother I met was the same as Aunt Bellmode, both wearing masks on their faces.

"I understand." The man who called himself Suzi nodded.

"It takes a certain amount of time to make. You can go back first and let him bring it to you in a few days." Then he spoke to the others in a calm tone.

His attitude towards other people is full of alienation, which is in sharp contrast to his attitude towards Aito.

Sure enough, I'm so dark.

(End of chapter)