(Xiao. "Spoken *Love*. Update) Detective Conan: Gray Winged Angel 23: Updated: 24-3-2         23:39:6. On February 3, French time, at around 6 pm, the main study of the first family's large manor in the outskirts of Paris.                                                                           

Ron's father just told the people on the other side of the phone to keep it secret, and the knock on the door rang. 7327

The old man said, "Come in."

Ron and a man came in. He had messy black hair, black-framed glasses, and a unshaven beard. He looked like he was in his forties or fifties.

"Father, are you looking for me?" the man asked, pushing his glasses.

The old man said, "Yes, come and listen to this." Then he said to the phone, "It's OK, let it go."

After listening to it twice, the man said, "This old man spoke the elegant language of China, which was the common language of various dynasties since ancient times. It was not verified before the Zhou Dynasty, and then it was Mr. Confucius in the Spring and Autumn Period..."

"Stop, tell the point." said the old man who had already covered the phone while the man was talking, "I just want to know what he was talking about now."

"He said two words," the man said, "one sentence means this is the third and last time. The other sentence means it is weird, it is weird."

"Freak?" asked the old man, "Didn't you say anything weird?"

"No." The man asked, "He spoke Chinese elegant language, Nanjing Mandarin, now commonly known as old Nanjing dialect. I went to Nanjing, China when I was studying the history of the Ming Dynasty in China. Although this person's pronunciation is different, it is still Nanjing Mandarin."

The old man asked, "What else is there special?"

"Well," the man thought for a while and said, "By the way, he is speaking half vernacular and half classical Chinese. Nowadays, Chinese people speak vernacular. People who speak in such language mostly live in places where they are isolated from the world for a long time and do not communicate with others. And this era, perhaps the Republic of China, moved there at the beginning of this century." Then he smiled excitedly, "By the way, this is a 'peach blossom land', which is very valuable for research." Then he asked, "Father, where is this?"

"I haven't heard from others. The last time, it's obvious that outsiders are not welcome." The old man said.

"Why is this?" the man said deflatedly, and then said, "Father, if there is nothing else, I will go back."

The old man said, "Let your maid clean it up for you and wait for a while to come out to have a meal."

"What are you cleaning up?" the man asked back.

"Cough!" Ron coughed lightly, luring the man's attention, and then touched his chin.

The man touched his chin and smiled without any embarrassment, "I don't think this is needed, it will grow in two days anyway."

The old man rubbed his forehead and said with a headache: "At least get rid of your hair."

The man scratched his head, looked at the falling dandruff, and said embarrassedly: "I understand." After that, he left the study.

The old man said to the phone: "Retreat, remove all the things, take away everything."

"Yes, sir."

Seeing the old man hung up the phone, Ron opened his mouth but did not ask.

The old man nodded and smiled, "It's great. When you can tell you this, you will naturally tell you. This person is far away from us, and maybe there will be no intersection in your life."

Ron bowed and said, "I understand, father."

"Okay, let's go on." The old man said, and then asked, "After April 1983, Mr. Barthay drove a broadcast car to buy things, that is, the Meiwei Consortium had satellites at that time." Then he smiled, "and Miss Meidaizi started shopping in TV at that time."

"The Yueyao Department used to sell TV stations in Japan, and the Japanese TV station is still renting the Yueyao Department's satellites." Ron said while turning the information to the previous place, "At that time, they may have borrowed the equipment of the Japanese TV station."

"It's not surprising." The old man said, and then asked in confusion. "Mr. Bartley's affairs are almost done. Why is this information less than halfway through? What is below?"

"It is Mr. Barthley's fiancée, Miss Anne Ferdinand," said Ron. "It is said to be a fiancée only because Mr. Barthley and Miss Ferdinand did not hold their formal wedding, but Mr. Barthley and Miss Ferdinand both wore wedding rings on their hands."

The old man asked, "What's going on?"

Ron smiled and said, "Because Mr. Barthley's life in Hollywood was indecent, Miss Ferdinand was separated from him since the end of 1986, and he had not even had Christmas."

"At that time, Mr. Barthley had already acquired MGUO United Film Company." The old man smiled, "It seems that this Hollywood tycoon has not withstand the temptation."

Ron smiled and said, "There are too many beauties in Hollywood."...
Chapter completed!