Ke Xuezhuo's son-in-law

Chapter 17 Mao Lilan

The advertising company sent the sign over in the afternoon, but Fujiwara was in no hurry to put it up. The office still needs a lot of things, and this preparation is not enough.

He also specially added various items needed by the detective agency, including detective outfits, wigs and sunglasses for disguise, and three or four mobile phones that can be rotated.

The first floor is vacant for the time being because there is a grand piano inside, and it is difficult to place anything else there. So I put a few sofas and bought a refrigerator with water and various drinks in it. When you get tired of playing the piano in the future, you can You can take a drink from it to quench your thirst.

The second floor is equipped with a newly purchased desk, a sofa for guests, etc., and a latest desktop computer was purchased.

Computers in this era are like this. They don’t have complex functions, so they can only surf the Internet, chat, watch news, etc. There are a lot of computer games, but Fujiwara, who was used to 3A masterpieces in his previous life, naturally looks down on these. Ancestor level game. However, the telecommunications company said that it would not be able to provide him with a network and network cable until next week, so surfing the internet would also have to be postponed.

The third floor is the bedroom, and the floor has been laid, so putting a bed and some furniture will make it feel like home.

"Dong dong!"

Just as he was about to go upstairs, there was a knock on the door.

"Are you the worker who handles Internet broadband?"

He remembered that during the phone call in the afternoon, no one told him that they would come to fix this thing in the evening.

It was impossible to say that it was a commission. After all, there were only a few people who knew that they wanted to open a detective agency, that is, the lawyer.

"Could it be that a nearby neighbor came to deliver something?"

Xiaolan made a bunch of love cookies when she got home today. She wanted to give some to Shinichi, but that person was not at home tonight due to something else. I heard that he had been helping with the investigation.

"I am so busy that I forget that I am just an ordinary high school student."

Seeing that she couldn't give it away, she left some for her father. She originally wanted to eat it herself, but she heard from Miss Xia Ben downstairs that a new resident had arrived across the street.

When there was a new neighbor in the future, Xiaolan thought of giving these cookies to the new neighbor as a way of saying hello.

"It turns out there are new residents here. I thought it was haunted."

Thinking of her behavior in the morning, Xiaolan felt very embarrassed. I actually scared him away, but it is true that the piano playing is unpleasant. I hope this new neighbor will not make that kind of noise again, so I would like to remind you about this incident.

But is the new neighbor already asleep? She happened to see the lights out as she walked over.

"Who?"

The public security in Miwa Town has always been poor. After all, one person died in one episode, so he still asked about it out of caution.

Hearing someone's voice, Xiaolan quickly pointed at the cat's eye with the biscuit in her hand and said:
  "Hello, I am the daughter of the Maori detective from the detective agency opposite. I baked some cookies, would you like to try them?"

"Mao Lilan? Why did she come here?

So Fujiwara quietly opened the door in confusion.

Seeing that the person walking out was Fujiwara Hoshikai, whom she had met a while ago, Xiaolan felt a little surprised and asked curiously, "Aren't you Mr. Suspect, who I met a while ago?" Since it happened not long ago, Xiaolan was a little surprised. The memory of things is very deep.

Seeing that her impression of him was a little distorted, Fujiwara explained, "I am not a suspect, I have been misunderstood."

Who would have known that someone could use poison even though the dosage was precisely controlled, but the method was not very clever. How could anyone kill someone like this in Mihua?

"Misunderstanding? Really? How do I remember?"

"Is it really a misunderstanding, Miss Mori, do you think I look like a bad person?"

Xiaolan's mind flashed through what happened that day and she didn't say anything else. However, she still handed the freshly baked cookies to Fujiwara Hoshikai for him to try.

"Thank you."

Fujiwara wanted to invite Xiaolan into the house, but when he thought that this was rice flower and that he and Mao Lilan were strangers who had only met once, he gave up.

After eating cookies and remembering what happened in the morning, Fujiwara took the initiative to apologize for what happened in the morning, "I'm sorry, I overdid it while tuning the piano for a while this morning. It seemed that I scared Miss Xiaolan. I'm sorry."

"It's okay. In fact, no one has lived here since last year. Today I suddenly heard the sound of the piano from here and was shocked. It's not your fault, Mr. Fujiwara." After the explanation, Xiaolan looked at Fujiwara and asked about the taste of the biscuits. How about it?
  "Not bad, quite delicious."

I have to say that the baked ones are quite crispy, and he likes crispy biscuits.

"I'm glad you like it. I'll give you the remaining 2 as well." After saying that, Xiaolan packed up the plates and prepared to leave, but before leaving, Xiaolan turned back and asked, "Is the piano in tune?"

Xiaolan was more worried about being disturbed by the magical music at night.

"It's ready." Noticing Xiaolan's hesitant look, Fujiwara Hoshikai immediately guessed that she probably wanted to say something like 'I probably won't be able to play the piano tonight', so he replied before she could speak, "Don't worry. , I will never play randomly at night, let alone disturb the people."

Xiaolan finally breathed a sigh of relief after seeing her worries raised by the other party. She couldn't tell others not to play in the future, but she could play as she pleased during the day when no one was at home. I can't control this.

So Xiaolan turned back to Fujiwara with joy and said, "That's good. I wish you a happy evening, Mr. Fujiwara Hoshikai."

At this moment, the system popped up a selection box, giving him two options.

"First, why do real musicians care about other people's evaluations? Come and play all night. Completion reward: advanced mastery of Aikido."

"Two, disturbing people by playing the piano is immoral. How can a moral young man do such a dirty thing. Completion reward: Intermediate painting skills."

Fujiwara was thinking about the two options in front of him. Although option one was a bit unethical and might even be reported, for him, it was not impossible for him to exchange a scolding for something that would increase his combat power. But looking at option two, Among the things in the food, Fujiwara felt that instead of improving his combat power, it would be better to choose something that would make him full.

Although 100 million yuan is a bit much, there is a saying that nothing can be done but nothing. And since he spent nearly 50 million yuan to buy a house, he doesn't have a lot of money at the moment. If I haven't found a way to increase my wealth, I'm afraid I won't be able to maintain my life at the current rate of spending money. In addition, for such a large three-story building, the water and electricity expenses will not be too low in the first place.

Intermediate painting skills can at least guarantee that someone will be willing to read his paintings, and Conan once talked about a batch of maple leaf gold coins. As long as he can hold on until then, everything will be fine.
  "I choose two."

[Congratulations on obtaining intermediate painting skills! 】

(End of this chapter)