Conan's winery play house

Tetsuya Aoyagi looked around at the few elementary school students around him. Although they were still young, they all had their own charm. If you think about it for a moment, you will understand that in the future, they will all become big figures in their respective fields.

These are a group of born power seekers, and words meant to coax children mean nothing to them.

What would they do if they knew that Aoyagi Tetsuya was also an enemy of the class they represented?

They don't need others to take action, they will deal with Tetsuya Aoyagi by themselves.

"It's not a big deal to you, it's just gossip -" the young man wearing light brown sunglasses shrugged and quickly changed the subject, "Let's talk about your affairs. What you have encountered must be better than what I have encountered.

Things are more interesting." He said half as a compliment and half sincerely.

In front of the few elementary school students in front of him, the news he encountered could even be said to be a trivial matter that could not be brought to the fore.

Thinking of this, Tetsuya Aoyagi looked at the teenagers sitting on the sofa with different sitting postures but similar expressions, and his eyes became more inquisitive——

Is it possible that what he considers to be the enemy of their class is his own opinion?

Hideki Morohoshi and others obviously saw the emotions Tetsuya Aoyagi tried his best to hide. Although they did not know the specific details, they did not intend to explore it to the end. Jiang Shouhuang just said naturally: "The incident we encountered, so far,

, it’s not really a big event.”

"It's just that a novelist and his wife have been missing for two months, but the publishing house can still receive manuscripts from the missing persons on a regular basis." He looked at Tetsuya Aoyagi with a smile.

Due to various reasons such as appearance, family background, personal temperament, etc., none of the five people in Silver Bullet seems approachable, even though most of the time, they have smiles on their faces.

Children who are not like children.

"A novelist has disappeared?" Tetsuya Aoyagi looked a little surprised. He thought carefully about it for a long time before saying, "No one in our reporter's information network seems to have received the news."

"That's because it was suppressed by the publishing house and the forces behind it, plus..." Jiang Shouxiang squinted his eyes and smiled hypocritically, "The author of Detective Zuo Wenwen himself is not very popular anymore."

"Unless the author is the author of a popular work that is being serialized and has avid fans, readers of ordinary works will not pay attention to the author behind the work..."

"In addition, there were no problems with the update, so from the outside world, of course nothing happened." Jiang Shouhuang made the reality very easy, and it was indeed just an easy story for him.

"Detective Zuomonji? The new name Rentaro is missing?" Tetsuya Aoyagi's expression became a little strange when he heard the name of the work. After Jiang Shouhuang finished speaking, he immediately asked.

"If there's nothing wrong with your ears and memory, the answer is obvious." Hideki Morohoshi replied mockingly.

"Do you also like Zuomonji?" Miyamoto Aito noticed Aoyagi Tetsuya's emotions.

It was a subtle and complicated emotion, which could perhaps be said to be love.

The other party should be a reader of Zuo Wenzi, or a loyal fan?

"I have also followed Zuo Moji's novels, comics and TV series..." Tetsuya Aoyagi said with some emotion. He looked at the young and carefree elementary school students in front of him, especially the white-haired and blue-eyed one in the middle, who looked pure and brilliant.

He looked like Aito Miyamoto who was in a different dimension from the people around him.

"That was the youth of us adults." He sighed and shook his head.

Since the matter involves the author of a work that he has seen since he was a child, and the other person is considered an acquaintance of his, then no matter what, Aoyagi Tetsuya feels that he has to do something.

"So are we going to find the missing people this time?" His tone was a little anxious but also a little hopeless.

After being missing for two months, the chance of survival is already very slim.

To put it bluntly, publishers can even publish obituaries directly.

However, the manuscripts sent to the designated location made things more complicated and confusing.

"It's also possible to find the body and the murderer." Hideki Morohoshi's words were extremely straightforward.

There is no intention of adults pretending to be polite and comforting at all.

Tetsu Aoyagi is also an adult, so even though he knows that the probability of survival is pitiful, he still pretends that the person is just missing and still alive.

Hideki Morohoshi, on the other hand, simply treated the disappearance case as a murder case.

He himself doesn't think there is anything wrong with his speech, and it is even less likely that the primary school students around him will think there is something wrong with their little friend.

"Anyway, let's go to the new name Rentaro's house first and talk to his daughter." Hideki Morohoshi stood up and said as he walked towards the door.

Miyamoto Aito didn't know where he took out a hat and mask and put it on himself, completely covering his conspicuous white hair and most of his face. Even the upper half of his face was covered by sunglasses.

There's not much left.

Tetsuya Aoyagi looked at the other party's dress and couldn't help but sigh -

I had long said that the other person should go into the fashion industry or the entertainment industry, but now he is more like a big star who is so popular that he has to hide his identity when going out.

At the same time, he also understood why the young masters summoned him.

The young men were probably too lazy to use their shoes to go there by themselves, so they summoned him as the driver to take charge of the pick-up and drop-off.

After all, he is also a young and famous reporter...

Tetsuya Aoyagi sighed as he sat in the driver's seat and started the car.

"By the way, have you ever heard of Eizo Domoto?" He suddenly thought of his previous guess and asked tentatively.

"I don't know." Hideki Morohoshi said coldly, crossing his arms.

"I don't know him either." Miyamoto Aito's tone was clear and crisp, and he didn't even take the time to think about who the other party was, so he answered without hesitation.

"It seems that I have some impression." Takizawa Shinya touched his chin and recalled thoughtfully.

Kikukawa Seiichiro thought for a long time and shook his head, "I've never heard of it."

"Domoto...? Ah, it's a travel company, it's called Domoto Travel Agency. I have an impression that the development funds for their previous projects were loans from our bank..." Jiang Shouhuang thought for a long time, but it didn't matter.

I found unimportant names in the corner of my memory.

Of course, since the other party is not important, the loan cannot be of such a large amount.

It's just a small project, and those who do small projects are naturally only small companies.

Of course, small is not that small, it should be said to be a small and medium-sized company. After all, a truly small company cannot borrow funds from financial chaebols, and Jiang Shouhuang will not have any impression of their names.

It sounds like Domoto Eizo's status is nothing more than this in the eyes of the young masters, right?

"Do you think the other party's status is equal to yours?" Tetsuya Aoyagi asked again.

He was answered by the strange looks of several primary school students who seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

Of course, except Miyamoto Aito, whose eyes were blocked by sunglasses, there was no look at all.

"What do you think? If the status was equal, his name shouldn't be so... unfamiliar." Jiang Shouhang replied with a smile.

"The number of people with equal status to us in Japan can only be in double digits at most." Takizawa Shinya smiled and raised his two fingers to make a two-digit sign, or maybe it was.

At the top of the pyramid, there are only a handful of people.

"That's it..." Aoyagi Tetsuya breathed a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, it was his own opinion. Not to mention letting Domoto Eizo represent the class of the eldest young masters. If they knew that he regarded Domoto Eizo as a person of the same class as them, the eldest young masters would probably feel that

was insulted.

The secret that could not be told before becomes no longer a secret.