People in Conan: Becoming a wife-protecting madman at the beginning

Although there are some rules within the consortium that cannot be touched, if you touch it, you will die, but Fujiwara Yusei's behavior made him see a brand new future.

This chairman is impartial, strict and impartial.

The most important thing is Ishiki Yamaguchi. He is in a high position, he is thoughtful, and he is very strict with his opponents. Although Chiaki Chaki has felt the internal pressure, he is more fortunate.

"Okay, this matter is explained by the master. I don't understand you young people, so I leave it to you." Yamaguchi Shi Shuping retreated Chaki Chiaki, and then dangled with a cup of tea.

"This person is like tea. A good cup of tea has to go through many processes and be carefully selected..."

He stretched out his finger and lightly tapped the tureen, and the crisp sound lingered in the hall, lingering in the ears, endlessly.

"Good tea."

There was a slight smile on the old face, which looked extraordinarily twilight under the weak light, like a slender candle in a strong wind.

...

Fujiwara family.

Fujiwara Yusei and Haibara Ai watched the dumpling dig the ground in the yard.

Xiaotuanzi looked like it had been almost five months, and had grown into a handsome little figure.

Hui Yuanai watched the dumpling dig towards the budding flowers, and immediately stopped it, "Tuanzi, stop."

Tuanzi was stunned for a moment, and then saw Huiyuan Ai's gesture of pressing down, it tilted its head and gave a "woof", then sat down on the ground.

"You taught it?"

"Yeah, Tuanzi doesn't look like an ordinary puppy."

Hui Yuanai ran over and picked up the dumpling that was lying on the ground.

"Look at its eyes."

Ok?

Compared with Hui Yuan Ai, Fujiwara Yusei spent about the same amount of time with Tuanzi, but it was far less detailed than Hui Yuan Ai's observation.

Under his gaze, he could really see the pure spirituality in Tuanzi's eyes.

The small eyeballs are rolling around, as if they can think.

"Call?" Fujiwara Yusheng tentatively asked.

Tuanzi hesitated for a moment, stretched out his paws and grabbed Fujiwara Yusei's clothes.

It seems that it is still not taught in place.

Hui Yuanai spoke at this moment, "Duanzi, call."

"Wang Wang."

Two crisp dog barks made Fujiwara Yusei puzzled, why did he understand Haibara Ai's instructions?

Next, in order to verify a conjecture, Yusei Fujiwara repeated the same trick.

The conclusion is that Haibara Ai can understand the instructions of the dumpling accurately, while Fujiwara Yusei makes the dumpling seem to be a little dizzy.

For example, if you let it shake hands, it will lie down, if you let it rotate in circles, it will sit.

Yusheng Fujiwara, who was confused, tried several times, but there was no pattern at all. He only suspected two points.

First, his own problems caused problems in the implementation of Tuanzi's actions.

Second, the dumpling did it on purpose.

However, it was obviously not intentional, the pitiful little eyes of Tuanzi were barely able to speak.

So, here is the disk, where is the problem.

Fujiwara Yusheng frowned, his face was calm, and he thought to himself, "Could it be the reason of the world again?"

Hui Yuanai comforted, "Don't think so much, maybe it will be able to understand your instructions in the future?"

There are also differences in acquired obedience training, such as differences in voice, and possibly gestures.

However, judging from Tuanzi's personality, this probability is very small.

Hui Yuanai was also thinking about what went wrong.

She thought about it a lot, but she could never imagine that Fujiwara Yusei was a time traveler. Although he was a soul wearer, his essence had changed.

The influence of this world on him cannot be easily explained, it is just an appearance.

Chapter 155 Gin: Potter, come to team building

In Tuanzi's head, there is information about Yusheng Fujiwara, but in its eyes, what Yusheng Fujiwara taught it, after jumping the time every night, there is a long memory gap.

This requires a strong brain to memorize, in order to remember the instructions that Yusei Fujiwara taught him every few months.

"Wait for it to grow up."

Yusheng Fujiwara figured it out. It probably has something to do with the time in Ke Xue's world, so there is no need to think about it. Some things are uncertain.

Hui Yuanai's memory will be affected by the will of the world, so his dog is no surprise.

"it is good."

Hui Yuanai put the dumpling on the ground and let it have fun, chasing butterflies and squatting on crickets in the yard.

The two enjoyed resting on the hanging basket in the backyard when another phone call came.

Yusheng Fujiwara took out the phone and looked, it was Shinichi Kudo again.

"What's wrong."

It would be impolite not to answer two calls a day.

Yusheng Fujiwara told Shinichi Kudo before that it is okay to talk on the phone occasionally.

If you need to solve the case, you don't need to look for him. He is very busy and doesn't have time to participate in the case with him.

The main reason is that Fujiwara Yusheng doesn't want to bring Hui Yuan Ai to see the dead every day. He has nothing to do with himself, mainly because he is not good to Hui Yuan Ai.

"There is a situation. Uncle has accepted a commission from a big boss."

Uncle should be talking about Mori Kogoro, but what is the commission of the political boss, what and what?

Fujiwara Yusheng didn't hear clearly for a while, and then quickly asked him to speak more carefully.

"He accepted a tracking task. The other party was a president of Mihua City. The president suspected that his wife was cheating. Then my uncle went to investigate and saw the woman getting into a black Porsche."

Oh, no wonder you have to call.

"The license plate number is 356A?"

"Yes!" Conan's voice was close to whispering. It should be that Mao Lilan was beside him, and it was not convenient for him to make a phone call.

That's right, that's the downside of reporting to Mao Lilan. He keeps an eye on him every day, fearing that something will happen to him. What if he runs away again without telling her.

"Are you worried that Mori Kogoro will be silenced? Then why don't you ask Mao Lilan to persuade him to give up this commission?"

"Hey, aren't you joking?"

Yusheng Fujiwara slapped his head, and when he heard Conan's sigh, he suddenly remembered that Mao Lilan should not let Mao Lilan know about this matter. He is not afraid of gin, but it does not mean that other people are not afraid.

"Okay, it's no big deal to give my employees some benefits."

Fujiwara Yusei accepted his request for assistance, and Mori Kogoro was also a key figure and could not die.

Let him go on like this, if Bao Buqi is broken, he will be collapsed by the gin wine one day.

Qin Jiu is someone who dares to fly a plane to sweep the East Capital Tower openly, and still cares about you, a mere famous detective.

It didn't take long for Robin Garrard Park to almost hire a high school detective.

It would be fun to have Weng and son-in-law fall into the hands of one person.

If it weren't for the protagonist's halo, Kudo Shinichi would have died [-] times.

Mori Kogoro's life should not be as hard as Kudo Shinichi, so let's save it.

"Okay, tell me what he found."

"Uncle said that the car was going to the west. He didn't catch up at that time. He was going to report the situation to the client, but I was shot unconscious. Now Xiaolan is in the room and I am in the bathroom, so I called you .”

West?

Oh hoo, literally?

"That's okay, this little information is not enough, you look at Mori Kogoro yourself, if he wakes up again, give him another injection."

Sure enough, I'm not as good as you... Conan twitched the corner of his mouth, and then hung up the phone. Just as he went out, he saw the suspicious Mao Lilan.

"Xinyi, what are you doing sneakily?"

What else can I do in the toilet without going to the toilet, masturbate?

...

On the other side, Fujiwara Yusheng turned and walked into the garage, and he took out the black old machine from the Ferrari.

Originally, he wanted to call Gin Jiu directly, but after thinking about it, if they took action, calling him in this situation would be too suspicious.

As a result, when Yusheng Fujiwara was thinking about whether to make a call, Vodka's call came first.

Yes, all wishes come true.

"Hey."

"Potter, the boss said he would treat you to dinner."

Vodka's respectful voice is not muddy at all, it is clean and neat.

"Really? Could it be a Hongmen Banquet?"

Yusheng Fujiwara didn't know what Gin Jiuan was up to, the gimmick of treating guests was enough for Yusheng Fujiwara to guess.

"Want to ask me for help again?"

Asked tentatively, the other party didn't make a sound.

Later, the sound of gin came, and there was only a few words, "Kansai World Hotel, 13th floor, private room No. 14."

Yusheng Fujiwara had a question mark on his face, is this 1314 serious?

"Love will not come."

Gin Jiu snorted coldly, then hung up the phone.

The radical method, do you think you will really go?

Fujiwara Yusheng came to Huiyuan Ai, she was half lying on the hanging basket, her little feet were swaying slightly with the swing. www.

The bangs on the forehead were attached to the delicate and exquisite face, and the ice blue pupils made Fujiwara Yusheng feel comfortable for a while.

I like blue the most.

"Shiho, I'm going to Kansai."

It was really fragrant in less than 3 minutes.

"Gin's phone?"

The little ears were quite sharp, and the corner of Fujiwara Yusei's mouth twitched. There was no point in hiding this kind of thing.

"Yes."

"Be careful, I'm at home, don't worry."

He leaned over and gave Hui Yuan Ai a deep and warm kiss, then went to the garage and left on his beloved motorcycle.

It took a while to get to the Kansai World Hotel.

This restaurant is no better than the Cupido Hotel, and it doesn't have the background of a behemoth as big as the Suzuki Consortium, so it can be regarded as quite satisfactory.

It took a while to find where Gin said it was.

Open the door and go in, gin and vodka plus an unknown person.

It was a lady with an elegant temperament and a dignified look, and the other party looked at him with an inexplicable look.

Looking at the other party's faint smile and this look, Yusheng Fujiwara felt very familiar.

"Belmode?"