Conan's First Love is a Profiler

Chapter 120: Son-in-law Selection Ceremony
"Dean of the Third Middle School."

A packed envelope was handed to a middle-aged man wearing round-frame glasses.

He opened it suspiciously and was shocked by the contents inside.

I looked around and luckily no one else was paying attention to me.

"Ms. Tang."

Sanzhong Jiulin deliberately lowered his voice and kindly advised: "Please don't interfere in this matter. The other party is really someone we can't afford to offend."

Even this meeting was handled with caution.

Otherwise, when he returns home again, he might see the corpses of his wife and daughter.

"Dean of the Third Middle School, you just need to tell me who asked you to forge a death certificate."

Sanzhong Jiulin reached out and gently wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"I really can't say this."

Besides, there is no way to tell.

Fortunately, Qinghai Chuantang did not ask any further questions.

Instead, he nodded, said he understood, then got up and left the coffee shop.

Looking at the other person's leaving figure, Sanzhong Jiulin couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He took out his cell phone and hurriedly called someone, his voice trembling.

"I have done what you asked. Please don't hurt my wife and daughter."

"Mr. Sanzhong, don't worry. The organization always keeps its word. After this time, you will be arranged to go to other countries and hide your identities from then on. She will never be able to find you again."

"I understand, I understand." Sanzhong Jiulin nodded his head as if he had been pardoned.

The content of the letter that Qinghai Chuantang gave to the other party was not the DNA test result report.

There was only one sentence written on the paper: Someone is threatening you.

Jumping into a trap knowing it is a trap cannot be called "taking advantage of the enemy's strategy".

Instead it should be: Nothing ventured, nothing gained.

On the same day, Kogoro Mori was invited to the Fujiwara family, and of course, Xiaolan and Conan were also there.

Because he had solved a case related to the Fujiwara family before, Kogoro Mori was invited to serve as a witness in this son-in-law selection ceremony.

Fujiwara was a form of Japanese nobility that had existed as early as the Asuka period.

"As expected of the Fujiwara family. Even though it is located deep in the mountains and forests, the house looks so majestic."

Kogoro Mori looked at all this with surprise and amazement.

On the stone wall of the gate, in addition to the surname, there is also a pattern of descending vines, which is the family crest of the Fujiwara family.

"You are Mr. Maori, right?"

As the door opened, a woman who looked quite elegant and dressed in a dignified and mature manner appeared in everyone's sight.

Next to her was a middle-aged man in a black tuxedo.

"Yes, I am Maori Kogoro."

He acted mature and steady, fully demonstrating the charm of a man in his thirties.

At the same time, he also introduced his daughter and the little kid who had been living in his home for a long time.

"Hello, I am the granddaughter of Fujiwara Toshio, my name is Misaku Chisai."

She always had an appropriate smile on her face.

Led by Mimasaka Chisai, they came to the huge courtyard.

The surrounding grasses and trees are neatly trimmed, giving people a very harmonious visual enjoyment, which also reflects the meticulous style of the owner.

"The Fujiwara family is originally engaged in forestry, right?"

"I didn't think you knew that well."

Maori Kogoro smiled proudly, "As a famous detective, of course I was well prepared when I came here."

At this moment, five men happened to walk along the path ahead.

Leading the group was a young man also dressed in a tuxedo.

Behind him, a man in a vest was holding a cage with a local chicken in it.

"I'll report to the master."

Misaku Chisai nodded, "Thank you for your help."

After entering the main hall, several people waited at a round table in the back.

On the right side of the long table in front, there were four men sitting, all dressed in a refined manner.

When the door opened, everyone stood up.

A middle-aged man with gray hair and a serious face was pushed in a wheelchair by the butler Kurara Yoi and brought to the main seat.

"That's my grandfather Fujiwara Toshio, the head of the Fujiwara family."

"Next to him is the only direct granddaughter of the Fujiwara family, Fujiwara Asana. She is my cousin, like a real sister."

Fujiwara Asana's parents died in a plane accident three years ago.

Therefore, she was the only heir to the Fujiwara family.

Fujiwara Toshio's health is deteriorating, so now is the time to find a son-in-law for his granddaughter.

After Fujiwara Asana sat down, everyone returned to their seats.

"Who caught it?"

"It's me." He was the man who carried the cage before, his name was Jin Guang Wen Ming.

He is the son of a pharmaceutical company founder and is a researcher who graduated from the Department of Pharmacy.

Fujiwara Toshio looked at the man in a tuxedo next to him, as if asking whether he was honest.

"Yes."

“Get ready to celebrate.”

Kurara Yoi bowed slightly and said very respectfully, "As you wish."

Then he walked over and pushed him out of the hall temporarily.

Xiaolan was completely confused throughout the whole process and had no idea what was going on.

He whispered to Mimasaka Chisai beside him, "What on earth is going on?"

"This is the rule of the Fujiwara family when recruiting a son-in-law."

When the Fujiwara family recruited a son-in-law, they would gather candidates and hold a hunting "Tokiya". When they caught Tokiya, they would hold a Tokiya Banquet, which was very important.

Whoever catches Shi Ye from generation to generation will become the next head of the family.

"So, you're going to use Tokoyami to decide who to marry?"

Such a hasty decision sounds really hard to accept.

"Of course, this is just a formality now. The one who makes the choice is still Asana." After saying that, she looked at Fujiwara Asana at the long table.

She was dressed up and had exquisite makeup on her face.

But she lowered her head with a sad look on her face, and she didn't like her current situation.

It's like being traded as a commodity.

"It's a nice day today, let's go for a walk in the yard together."

Having said that, regardless of the other party's opinion, he forcibly pulled her up and took Fujiwara Asana to the courtyard outside.

"Keikichi is coming too."

Fujiwara Asana said this as they passed by.

"Yes, ma'am."

Four men surrounded her and asked for her opinions, just like the moon surrounded by stars.

Through the window, they could clearly see what was happening.

"Well, aren't you going to help?"

"Grandpa said that he hopes we can quietly protect her until Asana asks for help."

"But she's obviously troubled, isn't she?"

Jin Guangwen's hand was placed on Fujiwara Asana's shoulder. She seemed a little at a loss, with her head lowered, like a frightened lamb.

"What a bunch of uncultured people they are," commented Chicai Misaku.

Xiaolan also had the same feeling, especially the one who caught Shi Ye, who always forced the other party.

Half an hour later, everyone gathered in the hall again.

In addition, there was another guest, named Qinghai Chuantang.

"Hello everyone, I'm Maori Kogoro."

There was no reaction on the field and the atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward.

"A detective."

Everyone instantly became awed.

After saying this, Kogoro Mouri took out the business cards he had prepared long ago and distributed them to the people at the long table.

The content of the business card is very simple, but the choice of thick gold paper as the material gives people a blinding feeling of gold, which is really a bad taste.

At the long table, white wine was poured into everyone's glasses.

It was as if the surface of the lake suddenly appeared the color of the sunset, making it look dazzling.

The food had been prepared, carefully grilled and plated, and was served to Fujiwara Toshio like a work of art.

It was rare that there was a smile on his face.

He clapped his hands and then said, "Come on, let's raise a toast to celebrate."

It feels like The Tale of the Bamboo Cutter.
The night banquet was like the plot where the suitors, who were forced to face difficult problems by Princess Kaguya, presented tributes.

"What is that?" Xiaolan asked curiously.

Scarlet liquid was poured into the exquisite silver cup.

Misaku Chisai explained, "It is customary for a husband candidate to drink Tokiya's blood, which implies inheriting the bloodline of the Fujiwara family."

"Hey, it seems that only Mr. Jin Guang's cup is made of ceramic?"

"Yes. Only those who caught Tokoyami used ceramic cups."

All four men stood up, holding the cups of Tokoyami's blood in their hands.

At Fujiwara Toshio's toast, everyone drank up the Tokiya blood in their cups.

Fujiwara Asana sat in her seat with her head down, like a delicate puppet at the mercy of others.

Led by Fujiwara Toshio, several people also started to applaud.

At this moment, Jin Guangwenming's body suddenly twitched a few times, and then he fell onto the cabinet beside him.

A large amount of blood sprayed onto the ground, and then fell to the ground along with the cup.

"Call an ambulance!"

Kogoro Mori hurried over to check on the other party's condition.

Keikichi looked back at Fujiwara Asana, then reached out his hand to pick up the ceramic cup on the ground.

"Don't touch it!"

Kogoro Mori quickly stopped him.

Jin Guangwen Ming spat out another mouthful of blood, as if he was about to die at any time.

He wrote "cori" with difficulty on the bloodstains on the floor, and then fainted.

After all, this was a case involving the famous Fujiwara family, so one hoped that the police could solve the case as quietly as possible.

"Inspector Megure. Toxic substances were detected in the cup used by Mr. Kaneko."

The forensic officer was holding a transparent bag, which contained the ceramic cup.

Megure Jusan nodded, "How is Mr. Jin Guang?"

"Although his life was saved, he is not completely out of danger."

"In that case, let's go ask Mr. Fujiwara."

"this."

Just as Takagi was about to explain, Misaku Chisai and Kurara Yoi arrived here.

"Grandpa is not feeling well, and Asana is in a coma due to the shock, so I'll be the one to take care of him."

"Ms. Mimasaka, please take a seat."

Kogoro Mori's gentlemanly behavior made Megure Juzo's expression speechless in an instant.

And I complained in my heart: It seems that you will never get rid of this old habit in your lifetime.
"Anyway, please rest assured that I, Kogoro Mori, am here."

After a light cough, he gave his guess: "In the competition for the husband, Jin Guang, who was the strongest, was targeted. In other words, the murderer must be among the other husband candidates. And before Jin Guang died, he left behind the death message 'cori'."

Megure Jusan said reluctantly: "Brother Maori, she is still alive."

However, Kogoro Mori seemed not to have heard and continued speaking.

"Among the candidates for husbands, the one who is related to this mysterious keyword is the main suspect."

He looked at the other person and asked, "Ms. Mimasaka, do you have any impression of the word 'cori'?"

Mimasaka Chisai shook her head.

(End of this chapter)