I am a good doctor from Stealing Pens and crossing Conan

"What I want to say is that some time ago, I asked the people from Huaxia Company to inquire about the situation under Huaxia's tomb from the antique circle."

"Because the tomb has been closed for many years, few people go there, and the special environment may produce some special plants or extremely rare medicinal materials that are almost extinct."

"So I intend to let the people in the company cooperate with the front-line workers in the antique circle to jointly develop the tomb."

"Wait a minute, I remember that Huaxia's ancient tombs are all cultural relics and historic sites, and private exploration is prohibited." After speaking, Qin Jiu had a weird expression, and looked at the serious Lin Qingzhu:

"You mean...tomb robbery?"

Lin Qingzhu nodded.

Gin thought for a second: "The front-line workers in the antique circle are..."

"Tomb robber." Lin Qingzhu replied.

Vodka's hand on the steering wheel slipped, and the car twisted on the road, almost missing someone's car. Fortunately, Vodka's driving skills were good, so he forcibly saved it.

Qin Jiu couldn't help but look at Lin Qingzhu more, his eyes were somewhat surprised, but the organization is not a Guangwei Zheng gang after all, and digging people's ancestors' graves is not impossible to achieve their goals.

Anyway, after killing so many people, it's not uncommon to flog corpses. Qin Jiu is not afraid of harming his morals, he only believes in the gun in his hand.

So, Gin quickly calmed down: "Continue talking."

Lin Qingzhu also nodded calmly and continued: "After my people investigated the antique circle for a period of time, they discovered a shocking secret that had been hidden."

Vodka glanced at the rearview mirror, Lin Qingzhu's face seemed to be paralyzed, and complained: "Zhuyeqing, your expression doesn't look like you have heard a shocking secret."

"I was actually shocked." Lin Qingzhu said sincerely: "Really."

Qin Jiu looked at Lin Qingzhu's expressionless face, was silent for a while, and said, "I believe in you, so what is this shocking secret?"

Lin Qingzhu was speechless: "Huaxia has a real method of longevity, and the clues are hidden in a few specific ancient tombs."

"And it is said that there are many secrets hidden in the places guided by these clues, and longevity is just one of them."

Gin was agitated for a moment, but he calmed down quickly. After thinking for a while, the question pointed to the core: "If it is such an important thing as the method of longevity, why are the clues placed in the ancient tomb?"

"Your question is very good, but it's a pity that I don't know about such a secret thing." Lin Qingzhu sneered: "My subordinates have heard a few rumors."

"One is that it is said that the person who gave the clue got the secret, but for some reason, wanted to make the secret public."

"The second is that the person who got the secret wants to pass on the secret of longevity to future generations in this way."

"The last one, and the one I think is the most likely, is part of his longevity plan."

Gin tapped Beretta with his fingertips: "I also think the last one is the most likely. If it's the first one, he wants to make it public. Why did he use such a secretive method?"

"This involves several major forces competing for this secret." Feeling a little motion sick, Lin Qingzhu opened the car window, and the cold wind and snowflakes poured in instantly.

Taking a breath of fresh air comfortably, Lin Qingzhu continued to speak with the eyes of gin gradually cooling down: "According to my people, a total of five forces were involved."

"First of all, it is a family that has kept secrets for generations. Because of them, the disclosure of secrets will soon be prevented." Lin Qingzhu did not specify which family it is:

"And then there are the descendants of the person who opened the secret, the Wang family, who want to find the ultimate secret of longevity."

"Then there is an overseas force that wants to pursue longevity, and the leader is an old American man."

"The last two forces, one is the family alliance of front-line workers in the development of ancient tombs that was forced to get involved, and the Nine Gates, and the other is a mysterious organization suspected of being behind the scenes."

"This is probably the information I got. According to my analysis, [-]% of this secret may be true. Even if there is a problem, it must be related to longevity."

Lin Qingzhu revealed the information half-truthfully, and after laying the bait, he said frankly: "I know that the organization's research is the subject of longevity, and I joined for this.

"If we can get this secret of Huaxia, the research progress will definitely be much faster. Even if we only get some related experimental products, it will be very useful for reference."

Qin Jiu was silent for a long time. He didn't suspect that Lin Qingzhu was lying, because most of what Lin Qingzhu said was the truth, and there was no need to lie.

What's more, Lin Qingzhu analyzed and considered problems from the standpoint of the organization in every sentence.

Taking a step back, even if the news Lin Qingzhu said was a trap, the organization couldn't refuse the temptation. That person was already old, and the organization's research had reached a critical moment.

The one who will not let go of any possibility.

"What, is the organization going to take a share?" Lin Qingzhu smiled, looking extraordinarily kind and gentle, not as if he was talking about the abyss where countless people were buried, but as if he was inviting the organization to have a feast.

Gin lit another cigarette, pondered for a moment and said: "This is not up to me to decide, I will tell that person, but... the organization should not give up this opportunity."

"If the organization has doubts about this information, you can investigate it in detail. After all, I'm not sure about the authenticity." Lin Qingzhu said.

Only the things he has personally investigated can unshakably believe that what he said is [-]% true and [-]% false. The more the organization investigates, the more it will testify to the authenticity of the news.

Qin Jiu nodded: "That person should ask you to understand the situation, you should prepare and tell the truth when the time comes."

Chapter 164

Conan quietly hid behind the pillars and observed the situation at the entrance of the venue. Suddenly, Xiao Ai poked her head out from behind and stood side by side with him.

"Please, didn't you say you're not interested?" Conan felt Xiao Ai following up, and couldn't help showing his half-moon eyes.

"You think I like to come." Xiao Ai squinted at Conan: "I was the one who made that medicine, I just don't want to be called a murderer by you."

Conan turned back and told: "Be careful yourself, I believe they must have got the news. The person who knows the installation of the transmitter is coming."

"I don't want to be discovered by them."

"It's not that serious." Haibara saw Conan walking forward and followed him: "Aren't you all gone?"

"At best, they will only think that this is a prank done by an opponent of the organization."

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The kitten hid in the corner and looked at the other cat: "They suddenly turned around and stopped following the boss, what should we do now?"

"Why don't you ask the boss? This place doesn't seem to be far from the boss."

"Do you think the boss and master will come here, or should we wait here?"

"What they talked about in the car before seems to be related to the boss, let's wait and see here."

"That's right, when I was guarding the door of the store, I saw them getting into the car the owner was sitting in."

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Lin Qingzhu got off the car early, found a place to change into formal clothes, and walked to Cuphu Restaurant.

Walking near the entrance of the venue, Lin Qingzhu suddenly stopped, and turned his head to look at the two small snowballs huddled in the corner.

After thinking briefly for two seconds, Lin Qingzhu walked over there decisively: "Are you waiting for me?"

"Ah?!" The two snowballs were taken aback and were immediately blasted apart.

"Boss and master?! Did you discover us a long time ago?" The smaller white puppet cat raised its head and said.

"Yes." Lin Qingzhu lowered his head and asked, "What did Qilin ask you to do?"

"Boss asked us to follow you, see if we can help you, and observe the surrounding information by the way." The white British shorthair cat replied immediately.

The puppet cat nodded: "If necessary, there are many members of our regiment around here!"

"What's the name of your regiment?" Lin Qingzhu was a little curious.

"Kirin and Elvis Presley!" The two kittens spoke proudly in unison.

Lin Qingzhu: "..."

He shouldn't have asked, how did Qilin become a middle school student?

Lin Qingzhu intends to examine the kitten's ability and IQ: "Have you observed any useful information?"

"We saw two children, a man and a woman, get into the car you were sitting in, as if something was put in it."

"And those two kids just went in."

"Have you entered the venue?" Lin Qingzhu looked towards the gate of the venue. These two kittens are very clever, much smarter than ordinary cats.

"Okay, I see, thank you, if you have anything you want, you can tell me." Lin Qingzhu knelt down and touched the two little snowballs.

"It seems that there is nothing I want, anyway, I listen to the boss."

"Why don't you, master, give us what we want to eat when we want to eat something delicious." The puppet cat yawned and said.

Because they can't communicate with the shit-shoveling officer, they can't choose what they want to eat. They can only eat whatever the shit-shoveling officer gives them.

"Okay." Lin Qingzhu agreed immediately: "I will put all kinds of food you can eat at home, and you can ask Qilin for anything you want."

"Thank you, boss and master!" The two kittens hopped up and rubbed happily at Lin Qingzhu's feet.

Lin Qingzhu hung a communicable hollow bell of the same style as Qilin on the neck of the puppet cat:

"Please help me pay attention here, if that little girl comes out, or if you see a man with long silver hair, please tell me immediately."

He wondered what Gin was doing.

"No problem." The two kittens assured by patting their chests.

Seeing that the two kittens agreed, Lin Qingzhu walked in, wrote their names on the registration form at the recording desk in the hall, and received a handkerchief, which was red.

Lin Qingzhu took the red handkerchief with lowered eyes, and turned her head to glance at the back of the woman who had just left. Her handkerchief was purple.

Is it sent in rainbow colors?

But... red is nice, he likes red, whether it's blood, roses, red flags.

Lin Qingzhu said thank you to the lady who handed out the handkerchief in a low voice, turned around and walked into the venue, a touch of red flashed across the bottom of her eyes.

When he arrived at the memorial meeting, Lin Qingzhu was not in a hurry to find someone to talk to. Although this kind of occasion is basically a place for large-scale contacts, it is still a place for social terror.

There is only one sentence left in my mind: I didn't see me, I didn't see me.

He casually took a glass of red wine from the plate carried by the waiter, Lin Qingzhu took a sip, and was about to sit in the corner to eat something.

But the sky failed. Although he wanted to avoid socializing, he would inevitably be approached for a chat. After all, he had just taken over the company. No matter whether it was to test the depth or make connections, someone would always come over.

Before he could go to the corner to hide for leisure, a president came over to chat: "Mr. Lin, I wish you a better development of the group after you take over the company."

"You too." Lin Qingzhu smiled gently and elegantly, with a familiar look, but actually didn't know who it was, and felt a little flustered.

[This is Michiji Majima, the president of Tianmu Furniture. 】

The system panel popped up in front of him, Lin Qingzhu smiled, and quickly added a title after "you too": "President Ma Dao."

"I didn't expect you to know me!" Daoji Majima was a little surprised: "I hope we can have a chance to cooperate."

Lin Qingzhu smiled: "Yes."

At the end of the conversation, Hua Lengfeng had just finished frantically flipping through comic books, and typed: