Conan’s Devil Child Comes To the World

Just now, when Purple Girl was serving Suzuki Seimei, she took a lot of advice from him, and also took the opportunity to massage him to explore his physical condition.

Zi Nu was not too surprised that Suzuki Seimei knew martial arts.

After all, if a child like Suzuki Seimei, who has a huge sum of money and no bodyguards around him, could no longer learn martial arts, he might have died somewhere long ago?

"Qin?"

Wei Zhuang's expression changed slightly, and the figure of Gai Nie flashed through his mind subconsciously, and he murmured to himself: "Are there any wealthy businessmen with the surname Qin in the Qin State, or are there any major forces with the surname Qin?"

"It's unclear. Our current intelligence capabilities are mainly concentrated in South Korea, and we know very little about the news from Qin."

Although the intelligence collected by Zilanxuan covers the seven countries, except for South Korea, the news from the other six countries is mainly obtained from the mouths of the guests.

If it was information that everyone knew, Zilanxuan would be able to hear it from the mouths of those guests, but for some very secret information, it would be difficult to find out whether it was true or false.

A child like Suzuki Seimei, who has a huge amount of money and is proficient in martial arts, must have a very powerful force hidden behind him.

If the power behind Suzuki Seimei is a big power that is obvious to the public, Murasaki Girl might be able to guess his origin.

However, according to Zi Nu's secret observation, Suzuki Seimei should come from a hidden family force, and he is still a young master who sneaked out and is not familiar with the world, otherwise he would not behave so innocently.

"Unknown origin? Possessing strong internal strength? And also proficient in horizontal martial arts?"

Wei Zhuang pondered for a while, and finally shook his head and said: "Forget it, you are just a child, how big a storm can you cause?"

After all, Suzuki Seimei's appearance is still too confusing.

If Suzuki Seimei were an adult, Wei Zhuang would definitely be very wary of such a guy with unknown origins, and would try to figure out his origins and background.

But Suzuki Seimei is only a seven-year-old child. Even if Wei Zhuang knows that people should not be judged by their appearance, it is impossible to take him too seriously.

"It's getting late, so I'll take my leave first."

After having a serious talk with Wei Zhuang, Zi Nu didn't stay in his room for long, and said with a playful look on her face: "After all, I paid the young master's bed-warming fee, so I still have to help him warm his bed?"

After Zi Nu finished speaking, she twisted her seductive water snake waist and walked toward Nong Yu's bedroom with enchanting mysterious steps.

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As soon as she walked to the door of Nongyu's bedroom, a faint sound came to Zinu's ears, making her involuntarily froze on the spot.

As the master of Zilanxuan, Zinu can be said to be very familiar with such overwhelming sounds.

But what Zi Nu couldn't figure out was how on earth did Suzuki Seimei, a little brat, make Nong Yu make such a pleasant sound?

Zi Nu stood stunned outside the door for a while, but finally couldn't control her curiosity, gently opened the door and walked in.

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When Zi Nu saw Suzuki Seimei who was having a meal and drinking dew, her pretty face turned slightly red and she sighed in her heart: "As expected of a young master from a big family, he is so good at playing at such a young age."

One thousand gold coins for a night's bed-warming fee is indeed not that easy to come by!

Seeing Nong Yu's face full of joy and confusion, Zi Nu couldn't help but feel a little reluctant to give up.

However, Zi Nu is very focused on credibility. Since she has agreed to help Suzuki Seimei warm the bed, she naturally has no intention of regretting it when things get worse, so she can only bite the bullet and go for it.

Faced with the purple girl who came to her door, Suzuki Seimei naturally had no reason to refuse.

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Early the next morning

When the first ray of sunlight in the morning fell quietly on Zi Nu's face through the wooden window on the fourth floor, her eyelashes trembled slightly and she opened her beautiful amethyst-like eyes.

"What a little bad guy~"

Lowering her head to look down at Suzuki Seimei, who was lying in her arms with drool at the corner of her mouth and sleeping soundly, the purple girl stretched out her jade finger dotingly and gently scratched the tip of his nose.

Zinu first pushed away Suzuki Seimei's little hand that was holding Conscience, and then told Nongyu, who was pretending to sleep: "Nongyu, you stay with the little villain to sleep for a while. I still have some things to deal with, so I'll leave him to you. Come take care of it.”

"Hmm~"

Hearing Zi Nu's words, Nong Yu blushed with shame and responded with a voice as thin as a mosquito's moan.

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We can't blame Nongyu for being so coy. She was allowed to let herself go by this little brat Suzuki Seimei last night.

Thinking of how he had screamed in front of Zi Nu last night, Nongyu wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl in.

Seeing Nong Yu's shy look, Zi Nu smiled knowingly and showed no intention of teasing her any more. She got dressed and left the bedroom.

"Uh huh..."

Suzuki Seimei, who was sleeping, may have noticed something was wrong with her hand, so she subconsciously waved her little hand and touched it. She quickly grasped the principle of making jade, got into her arms and continued to sleep.

"Little bad guy~"

Seeing Suzuki Seimei sleeping soundly, she was able to immediately find the truth. Nongyu couldn't help but feel amused, and she laughed and cursed in a low voice.

"Kakaka..."

At the same time, as the gate of Xinzheng City slowly rose, the vendors who had been waiting at the gate for a long time also queued up to enter the city in an orderly manner, carrying fresh vegetables and fruits.

ε=(ο｀*)))Alas...

Han Fei, dressed in the attire of a Confucian disciple, walked into Xinzheng City with his white horse. He looked around and looked at the prosperous scene in the city, but couldn't help but sigh.

In fact, Han Fei had left Little Sage Village more than a month ago. He should have arrived in Xinzheng City more than half a month ago.

However, after entering South Korea, Han Fei did not rush back to Xinzheng City, but walked around South Korea roughly.

Compared with the prosperous Xinzheng City, people in most cities in South Korea are living very poorly. In many places, people have even reached the point where they have no clothes to wear and no food to eat.

Those dignitaries who lingered in the Purple Orchid Pavilion every night and spent a lot of money were a great irony compared to the common people who didn't even have enough to eat.

Although Han Fei didn't know what the gap between rich and poor was, he knew one thing.

That is, if more than one-third of a country's people do not have enough to eat, then the country is not far from destruction.

If South Korea does not make changes, even if it is not annexed by other countries, the hungry people will rise up and overthrow the existing rulers.

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