Ke Xuezhuo's son-in-law

Chapter 601 The moonlight is beautiful

After leaving Kaito's house, Fujiwara rode his motorcycle aimlessly on a rainy night. He bought some beer and fried chicken at a 24-hour supermarket, planning to go back and drink some, and then buy a ticket back to Kyoto tomorrow.

After parking the car, he came to the door and was about to take out the keys when Fujiwara suddenly caught a glimpse of a faint light coming from the house.

This made his heart beat violently several times, and every heartbeat was like beating a war drum. He suddenly stopped what he was doing, and together with the sound of rain around him, everything seemed unusually quiet.

Fujiwara Xinghai squeezed the keychain in his hand, and his knuckles turned white from the force. He took a deep breath, slowly relaxed his hands, held the fried chicken and beer he had brought with him, and carried them into the house almost silently. Rain dripped from the tips of his hair and soaked his collar, but he didn't care at all.

His eyes were fixed on the window, and just when he was about to take a closer look, the lights suddenly went out, followed by a muffled sound, like the basement door being closed.

Someone has entered the basement!

In the basement, this thought flashed through his mind for a moment. He walked around the house lightly and came to the balcony at the back.

This is the place where Xiao Ai researched and developed antidotes. Although she is not here now, some of the data and research and development products may have been left here, and of course they may have been deleted by her.

However, Fujiwara really couldn't think of anyone other than the black organization who came here to investigate at this time.

After checking the surroundings, he nimbly climbed up to the balcony on the second floor, carefully avoiding the potentially creaky floor, and entered the bedroom.

After placing the fried chicken and beer on the desk in the bedroom, Fujiwara peeked through the crack of the bedroom door. After confirming that there was no movement downstairs, he quietly went down the stairs, taking every step carefully for fear of making even the slightest sound.

As I reached the first floor, I seemed to be able to hear the sound of my own blood flowing.

He came to the door of the basement, put his hand on the doorknob and turned it gently to capture the possible intruder inside, when suddenly there was a slight movement upstairs. Fujiwara Xinghai's heart tightened suddenly, his body tensed up instantly, and he immediately realized that the other party had an accomplice.

So he did not immediately enter the basement, but quickly retreated to the corner of the stairs, his body pressed against the wall, almost blending into the shadow. His eyes adjusted to the dim light and his ears amplified any possible sounds.

There was movement upstairs again, this time it was clearer. It was someone moving cautiously, taking every step with extreme caution.

Fujiwara doesn't have the habit of carrying weapons with him, not least because he has the ability to be more efficient than any weapon.

So he silently activated the ripples on his body and prepared to go upstairs to take down the intruder's accomplices before returning to the basement when the footsteps upstairs stopped.

Fujiwara Xinghai knew that the other party might have noticed something. He decided to strike first.

Just as he was about to rush out from the corner, a picture suddenly appeared in his mind. A tall curly-haired woman came from behind and pointed a gun at the back of his head. It was a premonition from the devil, foretelling what would happen in a few seconds. When Fujiwara turned to look behind him, the light upstairs suddenly turned on.

Just when Fujiwara was surprised, he suddenly noticed that the barrel of the gun behind him was pressing against the back of his head, and then came the unique magnetic voice of a woman:

"Boy, what are you doing?"

"Forehead?"

Fujiwara slowly turned his head and discovered that the woman in the devil's premonition turned out to be an enlarged Mary. Well, he didn't turn on the light when he saw the adult version of Mary, so he didn't see her specific appearance, but weren't they gone? "Boy, what's with that expression on your face? It looks like you've seen a ghost." Mary pointed her gun at Fujiwara, her tone full of playfulness.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Fujiwara finally figured out that everything today was a false alarm. Fujiwara felt a joy in his heart, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and chuckled:

"Every time he appears in front of others like a ghost, it makes sense for him to be regarded as a ghost."

Mary looked both surprised and happy. She held the gun in one hand and put the other hand on her waist. She looked at Fujiwara calmly and curled up a sneer that seemed to be mocking.

Fujiwara turned around, trying to keep his face as calm as possible, but the flickering in the corners of his eyes could not help but reveal his inner fluctuations.

Mingmei came down from upstairs at this time. Her pajamas looked a little wrinkled under the light. It was obvious that she was awakened by the sudden movement. She gently pulled her pajamas, with a confused expression on her face, but the curve of her mouth revealed her mood.

"Fujiwara-kun, I'll get you a towel." Akemi said and hurried upstairs.

"We thought you would take them away, so..." her voice gradually dropped, as if to hide her expectation for Fujiwara's return.

Just when this awkward moment of silence was about to last, the basement door creaked open, and Xiao Ai rubbed her eyes and walked out slowly. Her hair was a little messy, as if she hadn't woken up.

"Well, the samples in the petri dish are all fine," Xiao Ai yawned, as if reporting the completed task, "I'm going back to sleep."

Although she tried her best to stay calm, after seeing Fujiwara's expression at that moment, the corners of her eyes couldn't help but twitch, showing a small smile. Then she yawned unconsciously and turned around slowly. Stairs, I plan to go back and catch up on my sleep first.

Fujiwara looked at Xiao Ai's back and suddenly felt relieved. He turned to the adult version of Mary, trying to find a topic: "Well, the moonlight tonight is nice." Fujiwara's voice was a little awkward, and he was holding a pen he had just picked up from the ground in his hand.

"Uh?" Mary was stunned for a moment, then looked out the window. The bright moon was hanging high in the night sky, its light shining softly. She tilted her head slightly, her hair gently brushing her face, "Yeah, not bad." She also put down the weapon in her hand and put it back in the holster.

Fortunately, when she went to Fujiwara's room just now, she saw the creases on the sheets and concluded that Fujiwara had come back. She originally wanted to wait for him to come back at night, but for some reason, this kid didn't take the usual route. When he went to the second floor, When she noticed it, she thought of coming over to scare him.

"Would you like some midnight snack? I just bought some fried chicken."

Mary raised her eyebrows slightly, turned around, and leaned against the stair frame, seeming to be examining his proposal. After a moment of silence, she nodded and straightened up. "Do you have any beer?" She answered in a way that seemed to be both accepting the invitation and testing Fujiwara.

A hint of surprise flashed across Fujiwara's face, and he nodded hastily, "Enough, I'll get it."

After Fujiwara went up, Mary also came to the living room with a holster, put down the holster and sat on the sofa with her knees in her arms for a while. Before Fujiwara came downstairs, she complained: "This kid isn't going out to buy beer, is he? "

In fact, she also considered taking Mingmei and Xiaoai out, but then she thought about it, there is no such thing as a safe country, only people who can bring a sense of security.

(End of this chapter)