People In Conan: Started Becoming A Demonic Guardian

"Fujiwara family, what kind of existence is it?"

"I'm sorry, young master, I can't say that the time has not yet come, unless you find out and find it yourself. And, according to the rules, Chiaki Chaki was supposed to be executed, but, if you speak, he can live. "

The walnuts in the hands of the mountain pass stone tree, I don't know where they came out, the surface is a little glowing, and the grinding is very round.

Fujiwara's pupils shrank suddenly, and then he grimaced, "In the future, if you want to execute someone I know, you must notify me, understand?" "

Order." Yamaguchi Ishaki smiled again, as if it wasn't him who had just cried.

After Fujiwara retired the Yamaguchi stone tree, he and Ai Gray Hara explored the room, and went inside to find another door with a combination lock on it.

The numbers are four digits.

He thought it might be his birthday, he didn't remember, there were so many things he forgot when he was a child.

So he tried a few times, but it didn't work, and Gray Yuan Ai made a new discovery on the desk at this time, "Yu Shengjun, come and see this."

Fujiwara Yusheng heard Ashbara's voice and hurriedly turned around, "Something." I

saw Gray Yuan Wai pull out a book from under the table, and that book can only be seen from the angle of Gray Yuan Wai.

It's a blue notebook, and the dusty surface has yellowed, and it's probably been here for more than ten years.

The people who usually clean do not dare to rummage, but simply wipe the tabletop, the floor and the window sill, and this gap cannot be seen at all if you don't look carefully.

Bending down to see the almost, standing and even more not, only children can see this position.

Fujiwara felt that this thing was very important, and he carefully opened this book that had been dusty for many years.

The first two are already glued together.

The handwriting on it is blurry, but it is recognizable, and the opening strokes are very delicate, and at first glance it is a woman's handwriting.

The second page says ,—— first page may not open, don't mind, there's nothing on it. Hehe, I'm kidding you. You shouldn't have found this book.,There's other people around you.,Right? If I'm not mistaken, it's a little girl, but she's not a normal little girl! This girl must be very cute, very beautiful, you already have a husband and wife, you have to be nice to her, you know?

Don't panic when you see this, we didn't spy on you, you may not remember me anymore, it's okay, my name is Ye Lan, I am your mother, I haven't seen you for a long time, my son, Fujiwara for the rest of your life.

There is no more, and then turn to the third page,——Your father's name is Fujiwara Masao, he is a very good person, we are also hesitant to make this decision, if you succeed, maybe, we can meet again, perhaps, that time is goodbye."

... The word goodbye is a little blurry and unclear, it should be because of tears.

Seeing this, Fujiwara's heartstrings for the rest of his life were inexplicably raised, and he felt as if his heart was aching.

The fourth page is still Ye Lan's message - the room is some useful things that we left for you, maybe it can awaken your memory, go and open it. .... By the way, I forgot, you shouldn't remember your birthday either, your birthday is May 20th, which is also my wedding anniversary with your father, don't forget, this time you have to remember.

Flipping it back again, I flipped it for a long time, and there was a vigorous and powerful handwriting at the end, which read-I, the son of Fujiwara Masao, will never bow my head to anything, and would rather die standing than live on my knees. Son, this family will be handed over to you, remember, don't absolutely believe the nonsense of Karasuma Renya, the fifth generation of our Fujiwara family head has some kind of negotiation with him, this secret has been buried for a long time, and only the head of the family will know. Karasuma Renya must still be alive. Now I share this information with you.

To be able to come here means that you already have the ability to become a man who stands up to the sky, and I am very happy.

Go out of your own way.

....

This is the end of a notebook, and there is something in the middle that is estimated to be invisible, and forcibly opening it can only destroy this note, or rather, they have calculated that the middle one will not be opened, so it is written in a place where it can be seen.

It's horrible... A layer of goosebumps appeared behind Fujiwara for the rest of his life, this kind of unpredictable prophet was more terrifying than he took the script directly, he remembered the red son in the inner world, the little witch next to Black Feather Kuaito.

However, I didn't see her last time I went to school, maybe I deliberately avoided him, or it was unlucky.

Ai Ai worked hard to digest everything in the notebook, it was all in Chinese, and Fujiwara read it word by word for the rest of her life, and when she heard the name of Karasuma Renya, her brain stopped.

This name is a taboo in the organization, and only those who study this drug know that this drug is for him.

I usually call him that adult.

"That is, your parents will also be unpredictable?" Gray Hara watched the fragments transcribed by Fujiwara for the rest of his life over and over again with some disbelief.

The foretold was that it was Gray Hara who found the letter, and knew exactly that she was an unusual little girl, and that they had done that kind of thing.

It's like a monitor.

Fujiwara also felt that his brain was not enough, what kind of characters were his parents, and what kind of existence was the Fujiwara family, and the five generations of family heads still negotiated with Karasuma Renya, could it be that they also wanted to study immortality like Karasuma Renya?

With a skeptical attitude, Fujiwara Yusheng opened the door inside.

Four digits, it can only be 0520

Drip, drip, drip.

The door opened.

Drifting outside with a puff of dust in the wind.

What catches your eye is a desk with a thick layer of dust on it, a cabinet to the right, and a bed in the middle of the room with a wedding photo hanging at the head of the bed.

A man with neat short hair, with a resolute and unyielding look in his eyes, wearing a suit, hugging a man with a sweet smile and a gentle appearance, at first glance is a scholarly beauty with a temperament.

As expected, it should be Fujiwara's parents for the rest of his life.

It can be seen that Fujiwara's eyes for the rest of his life were inherited from his father, and the others were inherited from his mother.

"It's so pretty." Gray Yuan mourned into star eyes, and Fujiwara's parents for the rest of his life were simply immortal matches.

"Hey, hey." Staring at the wedding photo, I was just thinking about where there should be a photo, but it turned out to be here.

Some clips flashed through his mind, which were the picture of Fujiwara Masao teasing him with a rattle in his hand, and the two-year-old still yelling for Ye Lan to drink milk, and then being spanked by Fujiwara Masao.