The Weird Magician of the Kexue World

Haibara Ai sat on the sofa, dangling her calves, flipping through fashion magazines.

Fujiwara Kyousuke approached in a ghostly way: "Hey, our magic room party this weekend, do you want to go with us?"

"reunion?"

Hai Yuanai looked a little moved, closed the magazine and said, "Are they all strangers?"

"There is an acquaintance."

"The [Red Herring] that I just chatted with you privately?"

"His name is Kuroba Kuito."

At this time, Miyano Akemi came over and asked curiously, "Kuroba? Could it be a relative of the magician Kuroba Rouichi?"

"Kaidou is the son of Uncle Pioneer."

Fujiwara Kyousuke explained and looked at Miyano Akimi: "By the way, Akimi, do you want to go together?"

"No, I have a flower arrangement class this weekend, and I can't go away." Miyano Akemi has recently become obsessed with flower arrangement, and she has learned very fast. It is estimated that within a few years, she will become a generation of flower arrangement masters.

"That's it, Xiao Ai, go with me."

Fujiwara Kyosuke continued to invite him. As for Miyano Akimi's safety, he was not worried at all. Without the destructive power of a nuclear bomb, it would be impossible to break this protective shield.

This is Leona, the ninth-order great wizard, personally arranged for him.

"Cough cough!"

Haiyuan Ai coughed lightly, "Since you sincerely invite me, then I have to reluctantly agree."

A weekend in the suburbs of Tokyo.

After a few days of heavy snow, the rolling mountains are covered in a thick veil.

A Porsche stopped slowly in front of a drawbridge.

The door is open.

Fujiwara Kyousuke walked down, went around to the other side, opened the car door, and Haibara Ai walked down.

"Cole, go back. If you don't have my notice, you won't be here to pick us up."

Fujiwara Kyousuke ordered and watched the car leave.

The weather is cold.

Little Loli was wrapped in a burgundy down jacket, from top to bottom, with a pair of small purple leather boots on her feet.

Fujiwara Kyosuke was wearing a British-style coat and a Sherlock Holmes-style deerstalker hat.

This suit is not warm.

It's just that in Fujiwara Kyosuke's view, it doesn't matter whether you stay warm or not, the most important thing is to be handsome!

"Are you sure you want to wear this?"

The corners of Hai Yuanai's mouth twitched slightly.

Fujiwara Kyousuke touched his chin and said, "I see Hakuba usually like to wear it like this, it seems to be quite stylish. Is there any problem?"

"No, I just think it's too pretentious."

Hai Yuanai shook his head, not understanding what this guy was thinking.

You are obviously a magician, so if you don't pretend to be Merlin, learn Sherlock Holmes.

ill!

[Author's digression]: Ask for collection, ask for comment, ask for silver ticket!!

Chapter 92: Murder of Magic Lovers ([-])

in front of the suspension bridge.

Fujiwara Kyousuke noticed the suspension bridge in front of him at a glance, and had no desire to walk over it at all.

He took Hui Yuanai's little hand, and mentally probed the surroundings. After confirming that no one was there, a twinkling two people appeared outside the villa door.

"Is this the villa you're talking about?"

Hai Yuanai frowned, always feeling that something bad was about to happen.

"Yes, let's go in."

Fujiwara Kyousuke shrugged, took Haibara Ai's hand, and stepped up the steps.

dong dong!

After a few knocks on the door.

The door opened from the inside out, and a middle-aged man leaned out.

"Hello there!"

The middle-aged man said with a smile: "I'm a silent ventriloquist. My name is Arashi Yoshino, and I'm also the owner of this holiday cottage. I didn't expect you to come so early."

"The boy playing the flute, Fujiwara Kyousuke."

"Oh!"

Arayoshi's eyes lit up: "You are the new genius magician, Fujiwara Kyousuke!"

"Hello."

Fujiwara Kyousuke smiled slightly, looking very polite.

"Please sign my name!"

Aragi took out the book and said with joy.

"no problem."

Fujiwara Kyousuke signed his name handsomely.

Araki took the book contentedly, with a smile on his face.

"Right, who is this?"

Araki looked down at Hai Yuanai.

"His sister, Haibara Ai."

Haibara Ai's voice was as cold as the snow outside.

"Well, you are welcome!"

Huang Yi smiled enthusiastically: "Look at me, really, I forgot everything when I was excited. Come in quickly, it's cold outside."

"it is good."

Fujiwara Kyousuke nodded and took Haibara Ai's hand into the villa.

At this time, there was no one in the living room.

"Go to the second floor to rest first, you are in room 202."

Fujiwara Kyousuke thanked him and brought Haibara Ai to the room.

"It looks pretty good in here."

Haibara Ai looked at the snow outside through the window.

Fujiwara Kyousuke rested his arms on the bed, and said, "If you like snow, I'll take you to the ski resort next time."

Hai Yuanai did not speak, and there was a glimmer of anticipation in his eyes.

Boom!

There was a knock on the door.

"Fujiwara, long time no see!"

A fat man stood at the door with a simple and honest smile on his face. He glanced at Hai Yuanai by the window and asked, "Who is this?"

"Her real name is Miyano Shiho, and now her name is Haibara Ai."

Fujiwara Kyosuke briefly introduced one sentence.

"Oh, it's that Miss Mingmei's sister."

Fujiwara Kyousuke nodded and said nothing.

"Transfiguration?"

There was curiosity in Hai Yuanai's cold voice.

"Yes, little sister."

Kuroba Kuito's disguised Doi Takshu had a kind smile on his fat face.

Haiyuan Ai gave Heiyu Kuidou a cold look, which made him shudder.

Fujiwara Kyousuke looked at Kuroba Kaito sympathetically.

You are miserable!

Unconsciously, I provoke this black belly loli.

correct!

She also has puppets in her hands.

Fujiwara Kyousuke remembered that Kuroba Kuito was beaten so badly by Makoto Kyogoku in "The Fist of Blue Blue", and he couldn't help but mourned for him.

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Valley.

highway.

"I met a rare boy on the Internet, his name is Tui Tui, 21 years old this year. He is a member of the Magic Lovers League."

In the driving car, Suzuki Sonoko's face was full of nympho, and he said to Maurilan: "Not only is his conversation humorous, but he is also full of wisdom, and sometimes he also shows excellent writing skills."

"He must be a handsome man with both talent and color!"