Chapter 11

With the participation of Bai Yan Zhenyu, the death of Yukiya duchuan did not happen, but after the party, he still got a lucky draw from the system.

This result makes Bai yanzhenyu particularly happy, because it means that he can change some plots at will in the future without worrying about the loss of his lucky draw.

On the way back to Maori office, Conan also got his wish and ate the love chocolate made by Xiaolan, but he couldn't give it to each other because Kudo Xinyi was missing. Bai Yan Zhenyu was amused by his happy face.

After returning to Maori office, Bai yanzhenyu took a bath and changed into a set of clean clothes. Then he leaned against the sofa, closed his eyes and rested, realized that he entered the system space and used the lucky draw opportunity he got today.

——- Turntable -——

[cooking (Advanced)]

[tennis (Advanced)]

[tennis (intermediate)]

[sewing (primary)]

[writing (intermediate)]

[force fragment (0.1)]

[agile fragment (0.1)]

[resilience fragment (0.1)]

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With the stop of the turntable, the pointer fell on the grid of [cooking (Advanced)]. Suddenly, a lot of knowledge and experience in Japanese cuisine poured into my mind, which promoted Bai Yan Zhenyu's intermediate cooking to advanced.

Baiyan Zhenyu, who obtained advanced ability, felt a little itchy, so he went to the kitchen to make some dessert and served it to Xiaolan and Conan. They were highly praised by both of them.

At more than 10 p.m., Maori Kogoro, who was drunk, was sent back to the office by the staff of the TV station. Bai yanzhenyu carried him back to his room and went back to his room to rest.

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A few days later, when Bai yanzhenyu finished writing a new chapter of the novel and was chatting with Maori xiaowulang and others, the doorbell rang.

Maori Kogoro's spirit was refreshed. He straightened his collar and said, "Xiaolan, go and open the door."

"Coming... Ah..."

Xiao Lan opened the plastic steel door of the office and was startled by a pile of gift boxes before she could speak.

"What's going on?"

Baiyan Zhenyu walked over, pushed the gift boxes scattered at the door aside with his feet, and then asked a middle-aged man with an embarrassed face outside the door, "Hello, this is Maori office. Are you here to release the entrustment?"

The middle-aged man nodded and replied, "yes, I'm here to find a detective, Mr. Mao lixiaowulang."

"Please come in."

Baiyan Zhenyu invited the middle-aged man into the office. Maoli xiaowulang asked Xiaolan to bring tea and ask the other party about the specific contents of the entrustment.

"My name is Ogawa. I'm a surgeon..."

The middle-aged man, doctor Ogawa, pointed to the gift boxes scattered at the door and explained, "since about two years ago, someone will send me toys and money every month, but the sender's name and address are false. I think the other party may be upset and kind."

Dr. Ogawa's description surprised Bai yanzhenyu and raised doubts in his heart.

If it is sent to the wrong person, the name and address of the other party should be true. You can know the reason after contacting.

In fact, the other party's use of pseudonyms and false addresses indicates that the other party intends to conceal his identity.

However, in this way, it also proved that the toys and money were indeed sent to Dr. Ogawa, but Bai yanzhenyu didn't feel the bad intention that Dr. Ogawa thought.

After all, the things mailed are toys and money, which are not a threat to Dr. Ogawa, or even good for Dr. Ogawa.

"Hmm? Send you toys and money?!"

Maori Kogoro touched his chin and thought for a while. He asked, "Mr. Ogawa, do you have any children in your family?"

"I have a son named Yongtai, who is five years old this year."

Dr. Ogawa nodded and then added, "in the past, it was one million a month, but this month, it sent 25 million."

"Two... Twenty-five million?!"

Maori Kogoro was stunned and envious. He also hoped that someone would send him a huge amount of money every month.

"Yongtai is happy because he receives toys every month, but I always think the money is wrong, so I didn't use it at all."

Dr. Ogawa is an honest citizen who abides by the law and does not dare to use money of unknown origin at will to avoid any trouble.

Relying on this clue alone, it was impossible to infer the other party's purpose. Mao xiaowulang continued to ask, "so, is there any other clue?"

"There seems to be nothing else... Oh, by the way, and a letter sent with money this month."

At this point, Dr. Ogawa took out the letter from his pocket and unfolded the letter paper for everyone to see.

[twenty five million yuan has been paid in full. In exchange, I will take the equivalent.]

After reading the contents of the letter, Bai yanzhenyu asked, "Dr. Ogawa, it seems that he is going to buy something from you. Do you have any clues in this regard?"

"Listen to you, I think of one thing..."

After Bai yanzhenyu's reminder, Dr. Ogawa thought of an important clue and quickly replied, "there is an oil painting handed down by my grandfather in the hospital. It is said that the painting is worth about 20 million."

"That's it. Maybe the sender's purpose is to buy it." Mao xiaowulang's eyes lit up and reasoned the wrong conclusion.

Dr. Ogawa scratched his head and asked suspiciously, "but Mr. Maori, if the other party's purpose is to buy oil paintings, why come directly to me to ask the price?"

"Well, that's right. Let's go to the hospital first. Maybe we can find other clues."

At this time, Mao xiaowulang also noticed the irrationality of reasoning, quickly covered up his mistakes and proposed to go to the hospital to find new clues.

Under the leadership of Dr. Ogawa, Bai yanzhenyu and others came to the place where Dr. Ogawa works, that is, the Mihua comprehensive hospital in the urban area.

As soon as they entered the hospital, a nurse holding a bouquet came over and said to Dr. Ogawa, "Dr. Ogawa, this is the package sent to you."

"Thank you."

Dr. Ogawa thanked the nurse, took the bouquet from each other's hand, and then said to Maori xiaowulang: "Mr. Maori, I think of another thing. On February 19 every year, that person sends a bouquet of morning glory."

"This is not the flowering period of morning glory. It should be cultivated in the greenhouse. It seems that the other party is not a randomly selected bouquet, but a specially mailed morning glory."

Bai Yan Zhenyu used to write novels about flowers. At that time, he consulted a lot of materials, so he knew something about morning glory.

Maolilan, as a girl, often talks about flower language, constellations and other things with Yuanzi and others, followed by adding: "I remember the flower language of morning glory, which seems to be illusory love."

After listening to their words, Mao xiaowulang's eyes lit up, as if he had found the truth of the incident.