He snorted coldly, walked into the living room with a cup of tea, turned on the TV and began to look at it.

"He's not welcome. As the mistress of this house, Gray Plains reprimanded Kurofeather Kaito's self-familiarity.

"It's okay, he's just this character, it's much better than those fake ones. Fujiwara Yusheng touched Ashbara's head, "You eat first, I'll ask him something."

Kuroba Kaito saw Fujiwara Yusheng coming, he gave way to Fujiwara Yusheng, "What's the matter, don't go to accompany your little girlfriend

?" "What do you say?" "

Is it easy to guess my thoughts?"

Kuroba Kaito looked confused, and when he saw Fujiwara's serious face, it seemed that he really saw it.

"I want to ask, do you know the cause of my father's death!" Fujiwara

didn't know that Kuroba Kaito actually asked this, and immediately said that he didn't know.

Kuroba Kaito drooped his head, one of the most mysterious people he had met in recent years was Fujiwara Yusei, and the other was Koizumi Hongko.

"Come on, I have a lot of questions, and I don't have a place to ask. "Fujiwara is also in the same disease with him for the rest of his life, at least Kuroba Kaito still has a thought, and he doesn't even have a clue.

"By the way, I want to learn pseudophony,

can you teach me?" "What are you doing with pseudophony?"

"You can just preach or not..."

It's okay for me to teach, but can you put your fist down first... Black Feather Kaito looked at the sandbag-sized fist, and his right shoulder ached faintly.

Soon it was late afternoon.

During this period, Kuroba Kaito said that it is best to go to the room to practice false voices, because it will be very strange to make sounds at that time.

Fujiwara Yusheng: You'd better be talking about teaching false voices!

One morning, Gray Yuan Ai didn't disturb Fujiwara Yusheng and Kuroba Kaito studying, and finally at noon, the private lesson was over.

Fujiwara waved his hand when he sent Kuroba Kaito away, "Remember every week... Forget it, I'll go find you then. "

Because of the uncertainty of time, it's still uncertain, maybe he just learned today, and he will come again tomorrow, or he will come today, and in the impression of Fujiwara for the rest of his life in the future, he may not see Black Feather Kaito for a year.

This is also a common problem in the world of Kexue, don't set a time at any time, because you never know when that day will come, everything will follow fate.

Fujiwara finished the rest of his life and helped Ash Yuan put on the necklace.

Gray Yuan Ai kept trying various expressions in the mirror, and there was a striking shining gem hanging from his white neck, which was hidden in his clothes after putting them on.

"Let's go, let's go out and find Takura Itakura. "

Hmm~ Okay. Gray

Yuan smiled sweetly, in a very good mood, after waiting for so long, he finally waited for this necklace.

Before activating, he asked the hapless Gin and Vodka about Takura Itakura's other possible secret bases.

Vodka said confidently, "I can guarantee that he will not have a secret base." "

This is absolute confidence in organizational surveillance, Takura Itakura, being monitored by several people at the same time, it is impossible to establish any secret base, if it weren't for the recent bombing, he wouldn't even have a chance to escape.

Some of the distillery's small laboratories and secret bases in the eastern capital were affected by the bombing, so they were assigned to deal with it, which gave Itakura Takura a chance to escape.

So... I can only look for it according to the plot.

After some searching, it really made him speechless, Itakura Zhuo was not affected by the butterfly effect, and died in the hotel a long time ago.

Fujiwara doesn't care how he died for the rest of his life, it has nothing to do with him, take the disk, and it's not too easy to report to the police anonymously.

Conan is still recuperating, and the police are now busy with the aftermath, and it is completely impossible to free up their hands to take care of these things.

However, when Fujiwara Yusheng came out of the hotel, he met the husband and wife who also came out together, two inexplicably familiar people, dressed in black, and when he turned the corner, the man's slightly lowered hat brim glanced at Fujiwara Yusheng and Gray Yuanai.

That kind of somewhat familiar but unfamiliar look, Fujiwara seems to have seen it somewhere, it is worth mentioning that he is followed by a short and fat woman, which gives Fujiwara a lot of memory space for the rest of his life.

It seems to be... Could it be Yusaku Kudo and Yukiko

Kudo? Thinking of Kudo Shinichi's parents with strange personalities, he was a little gloating, and he wondered if Conan would be tricked again this time.

"Yu Shengjun, what's in this tape?" Ash Yuan Ai looked at Fujiwara Yu Sheng solemnly put the disk in the car box, a little curious.

"About, some secrets of the organization!"

Secrets?

Gray Yuan Wai doesn't know that much, this kind of thing, Gin and Belmode must be tight-lipped, Tequila has been dead for so long, in fact, only Gin and the client Belmode know about it.

Fujiwara didn't know much about the rest of his life, and he told Gray Yuan Ai some things he knew, which made Gray Yuan Ai unable to calm down for a long time.

She also began to recall her original research, was the organization really planning to study immortality?

Gray Yuan looked at his immature face in the mirror, this pair of white and tender hands.

"Don't think about it, it's messy to cut and untidy. Fujiwara comforted Ashbara for the rest of her life, and although her mind was smart enough, it was as difficult to think, touch, and touch as the interdimensional world of the 2-dimensional world and the 3-dimensional world.

Throwing away the idea of not caring, Ash Hara sat in the seat with peace of mind, looking at Fujiwara's side face in the driver's seat.

Actually, no matter what, as long as you're with him... Gray Yuan tilted his head, his eyes full of love about to overflow.

Silly melon... The corners of Fujiwara's mouth were flirtatious, how could he not see Ashbara's expression.

Without saying a word all the way, he parked the car at the door of Dr. Asasa's house, and Fujiwara had sponsored tens of millions of equipment for the rest of his life, and now it should be of some use.

Ringing the doorbell, Dr. Asa walked out, sweating profusely.

"So you're back, please come in. Dr. Asa was wearing a tracksuit with a sweat towel around his neck.

"Doctor, are you exercising!?" Gray Yuan was dumbfounded, what day is today, the sun is coming out in the west?

Fujiwara pondered for the rest of his life, women are pleasing to themselves, and men... The man didn't know, but Dr. Asasa was probably stimulated by this appearance.

"I just thought I should lose weight. Dr. Asa touched his head, his gray beard flapping like a butterfly in the twilight.

Gray Yuan didn't say anything, and directly gave Dr. Asa a thumbs up, "Dr. Asa is awesome!"

Hahaha, I'm not a child, but I'm very happy to be praised... Dr. Asasa is smiling, and exercising will not only make him feel confident, but also happy.

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