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The boat gently swayed with the waves, and the unique fishy smell of the sea drifted to this small island with the sea breeze.

People who live by the sea have long been accustomed to such smells and do not feel anything.

Uncle is a little unaccustomed.

But that's okay.

Human beings, if it is something that is good for themselves, then even if there is a sea of swords and fires in front of them, they will break through, not to mention that it is just a smell that they are not used to.

Although it has long been out of the sunrise and the life of daily income and rest, the night is still the time to sleep and rest.

People who have been busy all day take a shower early and change clothes, lie in a comfortable quilt, and immerse themselves in beautiful dreams.

Tonight, it's not a full moon, and the weather isn't cloudless.

So this small island shrouded in night seems a little dark.

The darkness of nature has always been the best barrier to hide the darkness of people's hearts, and when you are asleep, in those dark corners, there is always a lot of unsightly filth and filth.

It is better to say that no matter day or night, there will be endless darkness, but everyone subconsciously ignores it.

We are in darkness, and we yearn for light.

Of course, for the current uncle, it is because he is poor, so he yearns for money.

Is there something wrong with that?

No.

Uncle is not the original uncle after all, and he may not or may not do anything bad.

But finding the gold and keeping it for yourself isn't a bad thing.

Conan and Xiaolan both slept, but the uncle got up.

Not a single one noticed, not even Conan.

If Uncle really wants to do something bad, Conan is powerless to stop it.

It is said that people die for money, birds die for food, and it is not only the uncle who acts tonight.

But no one has an advantage over uncles.

The identity of the traverser is not just a decoration.

Maybe this is the so-called natural talent must be useful.

……

Behind the island, there is a cave.

According to rumors on the island, it is said that there are caves haunted by naval armies, so almost no one goes there.

But the uncle knew that the gold was over there.

Alone, act quietly, and prepare to move the gold to another place to hide first.

Sometimes right or wrong is something you don't need to worry about.

Yu Gong, the uncle may indeed have done something wrong; is private, and the uncle is not wrong.

In the world, is there really a selfless person?

It's not just the uncle who is suspicious, many people are also suspicious.

But regardless of the suspicion or anything, one thing is certain: even if there is such a person, it will definitely not be an uncle.

One billion neon coins of gold, Uncle roughly converted it according to the current exchange rate and the like, saying that it is not too much, and it is not too little, about a hundred kilograms.

It may be difficult to move a hundred kilograms, but if you just hide it in another place, it will not be so difficult.

"God forbid!"

After praying to himself, the uncle walked into the cave.

A flashlight prepared in advance illuminates the way forward.

The uncle knew that there was nothing in this cave above, and there was a secret passage in it, a relatively obvious secret passage that no one had discovered.

People will always subconsciously ignore some obvious things, and will always think about things very complicated.

So sometimes, it's not good to be a fool, maybe you can find something obvious.

But no one wants to be a fool.

Except for the uncle.

Uncle never thinks who's smarter than whom, and never thinks who's stupider than whom.

In the world, there are real geniuses, but there are no real stupid people.

If there really is, then the uncle doesn't mind being a fool.

In any case, gold can already be regarded as an uncle's bag.

……

What is truly valuable in the world is food, not anything else.

But now, in this era of highly developed material civilization, money, cars, clothes, etc., seem to be more valued.

But we should understand that from the very beginning, there is nothing more important than food.

If you don't have clothes, you don't have a car or anything like that, you don't necessarily die.

But without food, sooner or later you will starve to death.

The ancients regarded gold, silver, and the like as hard currency, giving these metals a certain value.

Then, modern people, who inherited all this, magnified the value of these several times.

Money, which should have been at the disposal of human beings, has now been dominated by human beings in turn.

For the sake of this gold and the like, countless people were born and died, some people had it, some people lost it, and many more people turned into white bones.

Of course, no matter what kind of person it is, it will inevitably turn into a handful of loess in the end.

And gold is still gold, it has always been there, it has never changed.

Gold is still the same gold, but people are no longer the same people.

The gold is still there, and the people of antiquity are gone.

But neither the people of the past nor the people of the present seem to have changed.

Going forward and successively, blood stained gold, but gold was not corroded, only the human heart was corroded.

Tonight, too, is a bloody night.

……

The sun rises in the east, and the sun breaks through the fog and shines on the island, which does not know when it will appear or disappear.

The uncle got up yawning and looked very unenergetic.

Brush your teeth and wash up, and then, go solve the case.

Yes, it's to solve the case.

Someone died.

This is also normal, where Conan is there, dead people are really normal.

And this time there is not only Conan, but also gold.

But this time, no one was able to find the gold, except for the uncle.

"So, the murderer is you, Goro Kinoshita."

The uncle pointed out the murderer.

This is just a routine action, and the uncle doesn't care too much, and there is no need to say much about the details.

In the afternoon of the same day, the uncle and his party left.

Looking at the island farther and farther away, the uncle's heart was very calm.

How should I say it?,After getting it.,It doesn't seem like I'm interested in anything.。

"Sure enough, being a man should be a bit of a pursuit!"

The uncle sighed secretly.

I took out the cigarette case and knocked on it, but suddenly found that it was gone.

I touched my body, but I didn't find any other cigarettes.

Should I really bring a few more boxes with me?

The uncle was a little in a trance.

It seems that he is just because he is troublesome, so he can bring as much as he can when he goes out.

"Daddy."

Xiaolan still knows the uncle best, and handed over the cigarette again.

Although she felt that smoking was not good, she still brought a few more boxes for her uncle.

"Ah, thank you."

Uncle is habitually polite.

He took his cigarette and smoked it.

The smoke that rises is quickly dispersed by the sea breeze, and there is no scene of smoke surrounding.

But his politeness made Xiaolan care a lot.

I don't know when it began, and the relationship between father and daughter seems to have begun to drift apart.

Although on the surface it is still the same as before, Xiaolan always feels that something is missing.

She looked for her reasons, but didn't realize that she had done anything wrong.

So it's the uncle who has the problem?

Xiaolan was a little skeptical, but she wasn't sure.

The uncle is still the same uncle, on the surface, there is no difference.

But between her, it seems that there is a little more and a little less.

A little more estrangement, a little less intimacy?

Perhaps.

But Xiaolan didn't understand after all, and she didn't know why she became like this.

"Aha......"

Conan over there yawned boredly.

Lately, I've been feeling bored, and I can't get interested in anything.

Even reading a novel related to detective reasoning makes people feel the urge to abandon the book.

Conan thought it was boring anyway.

Looking at the uncle in front of me, I feel even more bored.

And the uncle began to think about his future life.