Ke Xuezhuo's son-in-law

Chapter 70 Sleepless Night

"Mr. Fujiwara, aren't you sleepy?"

Asai Makoto glanced at Fujiwara Hoshiumi who had been playing with his mobile phone by the window. Logically speaking, he should be on duty at this time.

"Oh, no need. You'd better rest more and just think of it as recharging your energy."

After hearing this, Asai Makoto was stunned for a while, but then he stood up and came to the window with a smile, "Mr. Fujiwara is really good at joking. Tomorrow is not a busy day. I usually take the opportunity to have a good rest when I don't have work." , not to mention that we agreed to take turns to rest? So you’d better take the opportunity to rest for a while, it will be dawn in a few hours. "

Fujiwara originally wanted to persist a little longer, but then he thought that the other party might have some 'work' that he wanted to complete during the night. So without any further excuses, he went directly back to the floor to rest with his eyes closed.

"Mr. Fujiwara, isn't he from Tokyo?"

"Well, I just came to Tokyo not long ago."

"Is Mr. Fujiwara also a detective?"

"Well, I currently work in the Maori Detective Agency."

"That's pretty cool. I'm sure I'll benefit a lot from being able to study under the name of Detective Maori."

"Uh-huh, that's true."

At this time, Kogoro Mouri's snoring interrupted their conversation, and Conan, who couldn't stand it anymore, stood up to express his dissatisfaction.

Seeing that none of the three were sleepy, Asai suggested that everyone play a game to survive this period.

"Okay."

"That's okay." Conan said, dragging his cheeks.

Under the snoring of Mouri Kogoro, it was basically impossible to get a peaceful sleep.

But there is nothing here, not even poker.

This question stumped several people at once. Even the proposer, Asai Makoto, couldn't think of any game that could be played.

Fujiwara wanted to play Truth or Dare, but when he thought there were no girls here, why would three men play Truth or Dare? Can it be fun?
  After thinking about it, Asai Makoto suggested that everyone tell ghost stories together.

"A ghost story?"

"Yeah, how can you still stay awake if you can't help but have fun?"

Seeing the two of them, they didn't refuse, so Asai honestly told the story of the scary urban legend he heard when he was in high school, the story of the human-faced dog.

Under Asai's tearful narration, Fujiwara and Conan couldn't help but shudder, especially Fujiwara's eyes that couldn't help but look towards the partially leaked window, as if there was a pair of eyes staring at them in the darkness.
  Fujiwara has been afraid of ghosts his whole life, and he has been deceived and deceived many times.

There are always a group of idiots with stupid brains who cut Sese and horror movies together every time to lure others into taking the bait. When the pranked person finds a quiet place to start their craft work, a scary picture suddenly pops up, which is annoying.

I heard that several people were provoked and changed their names to Yang Wei
  After Asai finished telling his story, he looked at Fujiwara and asked him to continue.

"Fujiwara-kun, please come too."

Still in fear, Fujiwara said he would not tell horror stories.

"Well, it's okay, just talk about other things casually."

Fujiwara thought for a moment and then told them a brain teaser. In order to avoid misunderstanding and incomprehension, he eliminated those homophones.

“Tuesday was Wednesday, and Wednesday was Thursday, so why is Sunday after Thursday?”

This question suddenly made Conan and Asai Makoto think deeply.

Although I understand that this is not a story but a brain teaser, it still makes Conan think it is worth thinking about.

Although according to ordinary people's logic, this question is obviously to let himself be torn up on the calendar and substituted, Conan does not believe that Fujiwara would come up with such a simple puzzle when facing a top student in medical school and himself, so he must think carefully about this question. one time. “Is it possible to start with pronunciation like Dr. Ali’s cold joke?”

Asai Makoto was just about to say, ‘Could it be that two pages were torn out of the calendar?’, but then he thought that the other party was a disciple of Mouri Kogoro, so there was no reason for such a simple question.

So I took the case exam according to my major. When he was an intern somewhere, he heard about the disorder of time perception.

The patient claimed that he could not perceive accurate seasons and dates, could not continuously report the seasons and dates in the coming weeks, and could not even tell the simplest logical question such as what day of the week tomorrow would be. It sounds incredible, but it does happen in reality.

But this doesn't make sense. Fujiwara Hoshikai has no reason to treat this matter as a puzzle, and it is a bit nonsensical and illogical to use such a rare thing as a puzzle.

"So what is it?"

Just when the 'geniuses' in their respective fields were looking for puzzles and couldn't help themselves, Fujiwara was much happier.

This question is just a brain teaser for them, but for him it is something that happens every day, even though he has long been used to it.
  In the end, the more they thought about it, the more difficult the question became. The two looked at each other and said slowly, "The person who said this is lying."

Fujiwara smiled and said, "No, the answer is that two pages of the calendar were torn off."

Asai Honesty: "."

Conan: "."

This answer confused the two of them, but they couldn't refute it. Two pages of the calendar were torn off, so there was nothing wrong with it.

Conan was speechless. These questions Fujiwara said were not even as fun as Dr. Agasa’s homophonic jokes. After all, that question can be revealed by reorganizing and spelling the katakana. This question is very simple. He even thought of it from the beginning, but he rejected it.

So the three of them took turns to solve the riddle.

After a lot of twists and turns, the opportunity to pose a question came back to Fujiwara.

"There was a British short-tail cat who fell in love with a tabby cat. One day, the tabby cat accidentally fell into the water. The British short-tail cat rushed to save the beauty. The rescued tabby cat was deeply moved, so she said to the British short-tailed cat ?”

The two of them felt helpless upon hearing this. This must be another nonsensical riddle.

Asai Cheng replied without hesitation: "Thank you?"

Conan also felt that the answer to this nonsensical riddle was very simple, so he casually said, "Thank you, Mr. Cat?"

It didn't matter to him whether he answered the question right or wrong.

"No, the correct answer is, 'aim'."

"aim?"

"Yeah, you've never seen a cat that can talk, right?" Fujiwara smiled at the two of them.

Asai Honesty: "."

Conan: "."

This answer made the two of them laugh. Cats really can't talk.

"I thought Fujiwara-kun was going to say this cat was a foreign cat."

"Me too, I thought Brother Fujiwara was going to say that this is a tabby cat that wandered from France to England."

So the two suggested that Fujiwara should continue, even if they couldn't guess it, they would just laugh at the joke.

As they talked, it was six o'clock in the morning, and the three of them played all night, but they all had a good time. Conan still fell asleep due to the fact that children get tired easily. In the end, Asai Makoto took him back to bed and covered him with the quilt thoughtfully.

(End of this chapter)