People In Conan: Started Becoming A Demonic Guardian

Fujiwara looked like a star for the rest of his life, and a pair of deep-set eyes exuded a strange cold glow, which added a strange beauty to his face like a weak scholar.

An opportunity for heroes to save beauty can't be wasted... Let's go!

After that, we left for Odoma Station.

Conan took the lead and came over until at least the evening.

The neon subway station is too crowded, and with his status, he naturally doesn't have to squeeze the subway.

I took out my mobile phone and dialed a number.

"Master, you have finally spoken on the phone, do you want to announce the official inheritance of the family property!" the hoarse voice on the other head came, but the voice was full of anger between the words.

"Grandpa Shishu, how many times have you said don't call me master, you can call me young master or son. "

You can even just call me by my name.

Fujiwara was speechless for the rest of his life, holding his forehead speechlessly, with a black line on his head, and the image of an old man appeared in his mind.

The old man had high cheekbones, gray temples, a dull complexion, and a face full of wrinkles, which made his face as rough as the bark of a tree, and looked like he had been through vicissitudes.

This is the housekeeper who has been following him since Huaguo and watching him grow up since he was a child.

Since the death of his parents, Yamaguchi Ishiki has been managing the Fujiwara Foundation for him, and he is like a grandfather.

"That's not good, sir, what do you say? Yamaguchi Ishaki's unique voice made Fujiwara feel the care of his elders for the rest of his life.

"I can't help you, after inheriting the family property, I need a car. "

He has been lying flat all these years, and he doesn't care about the affairs of the consortium unless it is a major event.

On a daily basis, it's okay to maintain a comfortable living expenses, but now that there is a little sadness, the quality of life needs to be improved.

Otherwise, it will be inconvenient to pick her up and go to school in the future, and she will have to take Dr. Asasa's golden turtle car when she goes camping.

"Sir, wait a minute.

Fujiwara told Yamaguchi Ishiki the location, and in less than fifteen minutes, a Ferrari with a limited edition worldwide was on the street.

Two-seater, even if you touch God Dan three fools, you won't be rubbed by the car.

This

is an F50 red Ferrari, it is a limited edition model specially built by Ferrari to celebrate its 50th anniversary in the mid-90s of the last century, and only 349 cars were built in total.

One of them was bought early by Yamaguchi Ishaki, and he parked it in the garage all the time, thinking that with Fujiwara's character for the rest of his life, he would probably like it.

So, there is now a scene where Fujiwara can't put down the steering wheel for the rest of his life, "Grandpa Shishu really has an appetite for me, and he is worthy of being the person who has been with me for so many years." He

patted the steering wheel, gave the person who sent the car on an errand a little reward, and then walked away, attracting a lot of attention.

Because Fujiwara is a road idiot for the rest of his life, he usually picks up vodka pick-up and drop-off, so it took some time to finally find the Odoma Police Station.

The sky has darkened, and the neon streets and alleys are lit up with colorful scenery.

A Ferrari had long been parked under the streetlight, and soon, five small figures appeared around.

In a bookstore, Fujiwara Yusheng is holding a book called "Einstein", and as far as he knows, Ai Shibara also likes to read this kind of book.

"It's so brain-burning..."Fujiwara Yusheng looked dizzy, he was most annoyed by mathematics, physics and chemistry or something.

"You little ghosts, get out of here!" the bookstore owner began to growl, and then muttered to himself why didn't Natsume Soseki print it on the 10,000 yuan bill.

"What a little ghost who doesn't understand human feelings. Fujiwara sneered, and suddenly found Gray Yuan mourning in a seat not far away.

He hurriedly turned his face away, and when he was leaving, he seemed to feel something, and stared at Fujiwara for a while.

"Delusion?" Ash Yuan shook his head, immediately following the reckless detective group.

"It's time for me to make a move. Twisting

his neck, he wandered in the shadows and hidden.

In front of the police station.

Motota is arguing with the officer.

After a while, four small children slipped in through the staircase of the Otoshima newspaper office.

Conan hurried over from a phone booth in the distance, and then chased after him.

Suddenly, Conan's figure stagnated slightly, and the spider sense was activated, and he looked around suspiciously, and he felt as if someone was watching him.

"Sure enough, he is worthy of being the son of the world, and his perception is so sensitive. Fujiwara remained in the shadows of the alley for the rest of his life, not moving his body at all.

Conan would never be able to see him, and his self-confidence came from Huaguo's top national arts, the Breath Gathering Technique and the Turtle Breath Technique.

The combination of these two national arts can reduce his breathing rate, blood flow, and minimize all aspects of his body's functions, which is the only way to hide.

When Conan went up, Fujiwara Yusheng followed, but at the staircase on the second floor, Fujiwara Yusheng was not with Conan, because he remembered that several children went into another room, and Conan went wrong.

When he looked through another glossy glass door.

He found that the scene was scorching at this time, two big men caught a few children, and Gray Yuan Wai stood aside with an unnatural face, just in time for no extra people to catch her.

"What are you doing in a daze, grab her too.

As soon as he finished speaking, a man's voice came from the door.

"I think you're stupid..."That's

right, it's Conan wearing a bow voice changer and initiating his reasoning.

Fujiwara, on the other hand, hid sideways at the top of the stairs, the people inside were gunned, and the woman in the hat had no defense against children.

Wait until there is a huge metal object in the room striking something.

Conan had just knocked the two men down, and the woman pulled out her pistol with great speed.

"Oh no, she has a gun. Conan was horrified, why didn't this woman pull out her gun just now.

"Next to the police station, you dare to shoot?"

Fujiwara Yusheng immediately pushed the door in, the time was just right, he breathed a sigh of relief, isn't it just a gun?

Seeing Fujiwara Yusheng entering, Gray Yuan's face suddenly changed, could he follow him, otherwise why Fujiwara Yusheng was here.

However, this did not prevent her from worrying about the rest of Fujiwara's life, so her face tightened and she whispered, "Brother Yusheng, be careful." The

scene changed rapidly, and the woman pointed a gun at the advancing Fujiwara Yusheng, "Stand back, you don't want to die!" "Aren't

you making counterfeit banknotes just to have a good time, and if you shoot them, you will be gone in this life." Fujiwara smiled and twisted his neck slightly, and those who knew him well would know that this was a precursor to his move.

It's a pity that the people who have seen this small action have already been cleanly disposed of by him in the mission.

"Stop!" the woman's hands trembled, and Ashbara breathed heavily, as if she had been pointed at gunpoint.

Conan's glasses were reflective, his face moved slightly, the corners of his mouth provoked a smile, and then reached for his sneakers.