People In Conan: Started Becoming A Demonic Guardian

Hmm~

Miyano Shiho endured his shyness, his breathing was a little panting, and he said intermittently, "What should I do when someone comes later..."

After a short intimate contact with Miyano Shiho, Fujiwara watched Miyano Shiho put on the ill-fitting clothes, and after the button was dropped, it was even more looming, making people think about it and infinitely reverie.

After thinking about it, I still took out my coat and covered her.

Finally, after a long time, Shiho Miyano noticed that he had a splitting headache, and if it weren't for the fact that Fujiwara had been paying attention to her changes for the rest of his life, he wouldn't even notice her discomfort.

"Do you feel it in your body?" asked Fujiwara Yusheng softly.

Well... Shiho Miyano nodded, and a scale squeezed out of her throat.

She was drenched in painful sweat, her face was a little distorted, she clenched her teeth, and her hands were clutching Fujiwara's hands for the rest of her life.

Please let me bear this pain for you.... Fujiwara remained silent for the rest of his life, letting her hold on to it.

Fujiwara Yusheng gently hugged Shiho Miyano, hoping that her pain would be alleviated.

Ahh

A dull scream came from Miyano Shiho's mouth, her pupils were a little dilated, her expression was out of control, and the pain became more and more intense.

So he subconsciously bit Fujiwara Yusheng's shoulder, and Fujiwara Yusheng's neck muscles flare, but his body did not move at all.

It turns out that you will be in such pain... Fujiwara tilted his head for the rest of his life, giving Miyano Shiho a place to lean.

Finally, after another five minutes, Shiho Miyano gradually shrank in front of him.

The phantom belonging to the two-dimensional world appeared in front of him in this way, and he witnessed the moment when Shiho Miyano turned into Gray Hara Mourning again.

He doted on the little body on the ground, found the clothes she had changed in the corner, and helped her put them back on.

Holding the fainting gray plain, he directly called Suzuki Sonoko.

The boulder in the heart of Suzuki Sonoko, who was rushing over, finally landed.

She begged her grandfather to tell her grandmother, she really didn't want this aunt and grandmother to have an accident, otherwise because of this incident, it would lead to flaws between them.

Her uncle is expected to eat her raw, after all, Fujiwara is a young talent that her father approved and must befriend.

"It's good to find it!" Sonoko Suzuki patted her chest, and it was okay.

Fujiwara's little girlfriend is extremely easy to get along with and sensible, and she will not rely on Fujiwara's protection and pampering for the rest of her life.

If something really happened, she really didn't know what to do.

"By the way, I just looked for Xiao Ai everywhere, and accidentally damaged the door of the two of you utility room, and also, there was a suicide in the toilet over there, you can call someone to take a look. "

As for fingerprints or something, what are you kidding, Fujiwara is a strong man of this strength for the rest of his life, it is not easy to kill without leaving fingerprints, control the strength well, and even not ooze blood.

Suzuki Sonoko heard the first sentence and was fine, but when she heard the latter sentence, someone suddenly committed suicide.

Obviously, there was a murder incident just now, how could there be another suicide, and the business of the cup restaurant could not be done?

In desperation, I can only make this decision.

After this incident, Fujiwara learned from the pain for the rest of his life.

He wanted to get a tracking transmitter like Conan, that could fit on a phone, or something, and that would be of incredibly high quality.

Fujiwara Yusheng handed over the jewel to Jiroyoshi Suzuki, and then, escorted, to the parking lot.

When the Ferrari drove out of the parking lot, it was slightly bumpy, and the co-pilot's gray yuan grunted, rubbed his eyes, and woke up.

"My little princess, how about I discuss something with you?"

Fujiwara said softly, and the somewhat confused Gray Plains nodded when he heard this.

"I want to put some trackers in your stuff.

Fujiwara paused for a moment, he was a little presumptuous to say this, after all, Ashbara was an adult.

Whatever the reason, there is a slight smell of surveillance.

"Yu Shengjun's decision is my decision. Gray Yuan smiled and stroked his scattered hair.

Although she has become smaller, there will still be some temptation in her movements that belong to the adult girl.

That's a mysterious power called the Imperial Sister...

Fujiwara Yusheng chuckled, turned the steering wheel, and turned around to go to the scientific research area, which has a scientific research center in Kakudo Town, where the main focus is on high technology.

Trackers, let them do it, can only be said to kill chickens with a knife.

After gaining experience, Fujiwara no longer bothered with the small managers in front of him, and directly found the general manager of this area.

took out the black card, and the other party immediately nodded and treated Fujiwara as his biological father for the rest of his life.

The reason why I didn't take a business card this time is that Fujiwara has been exquisite for the rest of his life, and the leader of a company came here, which is not quite in line with reality.

But after learning that Fujiwara was only making trackers for the rest of his life, his face was a little ugly, and a businessman was a businessman after all, and his unhappy look disappeared in a blink of an eye.

As the saying goes, buying and selling is not benevolence, this time it is comfortable to serve the big guy, and the next time I think of the same thing, for example, buy something high-tech, it will definitely come.

This is really true, Fujiwara is here for the rest of his life, and the heads of several districts are all rushing over to grab performance.

are vying for Fujiwara's project for the rest of his life to be responsible for the indicators.

Fujiwara Yu Sheng smiled dumbly, and he said a few small conditions, first, a tracker free of magnetic interference, and second, it needs to be waterproof and fireproof. Third, it is lightweight, mainly because it is easy to carry.

Everyone is confused, if you want to torture people, you have to be a picky Party A...

Looking at the few people who left in gloomy clouds, Fujiwara didn't know what he had done wrong for the rest of his life.

Grayplain covered her mouth and laughed, and she spoke, "If I didn't know you, I would think you're making them laugh."

Fujiwara was also stunned for the rest of his life, how could he make them happy.

Gray Yuan mourned the mystery of the mystery, with an unfathomable look, and preached to Fujiwara for the rest of his life in the style of a sister.

"Do you know how difficult it is for you to have these conditions? Electronic products should be able to prevent electromagnetic interference, waterproof, even if it is a bit outrageous, electronic products are a bit outrageous in fire prevention, but also lightweight, light weight, and will not melt in case of fire?"

That's right, this is the neon of the world of Kexue, or around 1990, and this level of technology seems to be a bit difficult...

However, can you explain to me why Conan's skateboard can fly in the sky, but high-tech companies can't make a fireproof, waterproof, and electromagnetic tracker?

Fujiwara can't find a reason to refute it, as for Conan's kind of anti-Newton first person, in this world, it seems to be normal, everyone will only scold him when they see it, don't do such a dangerous thing next time.

No one ever said, "Big brother, why have you been flying in the sky for so long?".