People In Conan: Started Becoming A Demonic Guardian

After Moriran left, Fujiwara Yusheng pointed to the lemon pie in Conan's hand: "If you don't eat it, it will stick together after a while." "

It's better to stick together

..."Conan frowned, one hand touching his wet cheek, which was where Maoriran kissed, "Well, it's actually not in the mood to eat..."

Fujiwara tried to reach out and grab the lemon pie, but Conan immediately protected it, and then ate more than half of it in two bites.

"Why are you in the mood again? Fujiwara joked.

Conan was just about to raise his hand to argue, but the moment his hands were off the armrest of the chair, the armrest of the "click" chair instantly broke in half.

Fujiwara was quick to catch him with one hand and put him back in the chair.

Sure enough, Xiaolan was still angry just now. Conan tilted his head, the corners of his mouth twitching, and the place where the shatter had been scratched by Maoriran had just been.

"Your married life is worrying. "

Teh!" Conan glanced at Fujiwara for the rest of his life.

Fujiwara found that every time he joked with him, he could go back, which was very suitable for Kudo Shinichi's character.

And Kudo Shinichi also likes this mode of getting along with Fujiwara for the rest of his life.

Amuro, who was not far away, looked at Fujiwara Yusheng and Conan, who were having a "lot of fun", smiled gently, and then looked at a certain "great detective" surnamed Mori who said that he would take him to the world, and as a result, he found the surname Mori who Mio Tokiwa could talk about by himself.

This Master... The more you look at it, the more unreliable it becomes....

Toru Amuro decided that he would not leave until he found out about the possible relationship between Kogoro Mori and Shirley in the first place.

After all, he is the youngest scientist in the organization to hold a significant weight.

The clues he tracked down were "inadvertently" revealed to him by Belmode, and according to the inference, it was also within the scope of this area, but he couldn't find the target.

Therefore, he set his sights on the most famous person in this area, that is, Mori Kogoro.

Forget it, for the sake of the task, I put up with it ... The smile on Toru Amuro's face grew bitter.

Not far away, Maori Kogoro was still talking to Tokiwa Mio, and his spit flew up, and then he was pulled away by Maori Lan, who rushed over.

After a short break, the banquet is finally about to begin.

Knock knock.

A drum beat sounded, as crisp as a storm beating against the bricks on the eaves.

Squeak -

followed by a small but slightly harsh sound of microphone tuning.

"Please take a seat, and the feast will begin in no moment. The

host's sweet voice gradually calmed down the commotion, and they all sat down in their respective seats.

Many people still have red wine glasses in their hands and are eating, including Fujiwara Yusheng.

Fujiwara shook his red wine glass and smelled the mellow smell of wine, and had to praise the Tokiwa Foundation for doing a pretty good job this time, almost everything, and the wine was not bad.

And in such a short time, the relationship between Fujiwara Yusheng and Conan became familiar again, and Conan even dared to make jokes about Fujiwara Yusheng.

"It's almost starting, why are you still drinking, be careful that they blow you out.

"Adults don't care about children! I'm not the only one who is still drinking, huh... He also held the wine glass, didn't he?"

Fujiwara emphasized the word wine glass, and then broke Conan's head to the other side, and the direction was like the moon peak water.

Conan didn't react at first, but after realizing it, he was stunned, there were so many people around, why did Fujiwara Yusheng let him look at Ruyue Fengshui alone, and he had just asked Fujiwara Yusheng some details, which was to talk about Fujiwara's suspicion of the suspect for Yusheng.

Fujiwara just said that the secret of heaven should not be revealed.

Conan is scratching his ears and cheeks, and his heart is itching, until now.

"You mean, Ruyue Fengshui is the murderer

?" "When did I say that

?" "You just said it, and he also held it, wine glass! You used an emphatic tone, right?" Conan squinted his eyes and the corners of his mouth twitched.

The evidence he had in his hand wasn't enough to prove that Rutsuki Minesui was sui, but if Fujiwara knew anything for the rest of his life, it would be easy to deal with.

As a result, Fujiwara spent the rest of his life just drinking wine on his own and not saying a word.

Conan was when he acquiesced.

However, what about his motive for committing the crime

? Conan fell into a circle of thinking again, if it was like a moon peak's watery hand, why was the second wine glass complete?

Before he could think about it for half a minute, the staff on the stage suddenly said,

"Please hold the small flag handed to you by the staff." Immediately

, I saw five staff members shuttling through the crowd with small flags, smiling, leaning over and slowly handing the flags to the guests.

Fujiwara took the flag casually and put it aside, Conan took the flag sluggishly, and was still immersed in the details of the case.

In fact, he definitely can't solve it now, because there are no necessary factors, and he doesn't have the plug-in of the unpredictable prophet for the rest of Fujiwara's life.

"In order to celebrate the 30th anniversary of the Tokiwa Foundation, our foundation decided to hold a 30 seconds event, and whoever can accurately recite the 30 seconds and then raise the flag will receive a reward sports car!

The second reward is mountain biking.

Although it was child's play, it also amused a lot of people.

The happiest is the children, adults know that there may be a cat in it, a sports car is sent casually, the ghost believes it, but the child will not think so, they enjoy it.

These two sports cars are still the latest limited editions, but they are not the types that Fujiwara likes for the rest of his life, but...

Fujiwara made a calculation for the rest of his life, don't want it in vain, he took it, and he didn't believe that the Tokiwa consortium didn't give it.

If there is anything pleasant in this world, then it is probably a prostitute!

Ayumi on the side looked at the dazzling car, and for no reason felt that it was a good match with Hiroki Sawada, she asked Hiroki Sawada curiously: "Hiroki, do you like this car?" "

I prefer computers to cars." Hiroki Sawada thought for a moment.

"But what if I sent you?"

"Ayumi, stop kidding. "Hiroki Sawada knew what Ayumi wanted to do, and she must have had an idea about the supercar.

"I mean really!" Ayumi looked at Hiroki Sawada expectantly, hoping for an answer.

"If it's Ayumi, I'll like anything. "

I see!" Ayumi nodded heavily.