Ke Xuezhuo's son-in-law

Chapter 102 It’s not me who’s wrong, it’s Varudo who was hit

"What surprise?"

"During your absence, I took several people from the detective team to watch the stage play of Masked Superman, and I also got a limited edition Superman figure."

"Uh-huh." Conan didn't know what to be jealous of. He was not a primary school student and was not interested in this kind of thing at all.

Mao Lilan heard from the sidelines that Conan was not interested in Mask, and secretly sighed, "Conan is really too precocious."

Generally speaking, children who are too precocious will be very lonely. Xiaolan is worried that Conan will not be able to make friends at school because of his own reasons.

"Hey, I can't win over you? Okay, I bought you a reset color version of Kindaichi's first episode, but it seems I want to give it to someone else?" Fujiwara deliberately prolonged the last syllable to look weird.

"Reset version? I want it, I want it! Brother Fujiwara, don't give it to others, I want this!"

Seeing the huge difference in Conan's reaction, Xiaolan, who was worried about Conan being too mature a second ago, couldn't help but laugh, "Conan is indeed a child."

After chatting with Conan for a few more words, Xiaolan picked up the phone and talked about Fujiwara.

"What's going on with Brother Fujiwara's novel? Can it be published?"

"Uh-huh. Not yet." So far, Fujiwara only received a reply from the publishing house, saying that he wanted to talk to him about the novel. Seeing that they were not sincere, Fujiwara switched to another publishing house.

What Fujiwara wants is to publish the book as soon as possible and then make money to exchange for items in the system store.

"That's it, but I believe Brother Fujiwara will definitely succeed."

Xiaolan doesn't know how to write, nor how to deal with publishers, so she doesn't dare to say anything for fear of backfiring her work, but she knows that people need encouragement when they try something for the first time.

"By the way, Shinichi's father is also a mystery novelist. How about I ask Shinichi to ask his father what he needs to pay attention to when writing a book and submitting it?"

Xiaolan felt that this should be the only way she could help Fujiwara Xinghai.

"Thank you, but a great writer doesn't have time to help a stranger read the article, so you don't want to embarrass Kudo-san."

"Okay." Xiaolan thought about it and it seemed right.

It feels good to have such a person to worry about his own affairs, but Fujiwara currently does not want to contact the Kudo family, let alone contact him in the name of Kudo Shinichi.

Fujiwara heard Xiaolan on the other end of the phone quiet down and took a sip of the remaining caramel macchiato, "So Xiaolan, I hope you can take more photos and send them to me so that I can feel the journey." Style.”

"Okay, then let me take some pictures of the scenery?" Xiaolan looked at the setting sun and asked Fujiwara for his opinion.

"It's okay to take pictures of people."

In fact, he wanted to say, ‘Some people are more beautiful than the scenery. ’

After hanging up the phone, Fujiwara stood up and went to the checkout counter to ask about the price.

"1050 yuan." Afterlife Ai quickly answered, and then continued in a daze.

Fujiwara unhurriedly took out his wallet and took out 1000 yuan banknotes and 50 yuan coins and put them on the bar. He was about to ask if Miss Hitomi would come over in the next life, but seeing the dead fish look of the lady in front of him, Fujiwara was enlightened. 'It felt like he probably wouldn't answer even if I asked him,' so he left without saying anything.

After returning home, I took a shower, then turned on my computer and entered the chat room for cute pet lovers.

Xiaomi: [Isn’t my cat cute?]

Mother Potato: [Cute, but my Melissa is better looking]

After saying that, a JPG photo was attached. Fujiwara clicked to view it and found that an aunt in her fifties with heavy makeup was holding a black Chihuahua.

"xx, Chihuahua?"

Dogs are cute, except Chihuahuas.

Fujiwara was speechless and immediately typed a question mark in the chat room.

【? 】

The owner of the Chihuahua was puzzled and raised a question mark with his backhand.

Potato Mom: [? 】

Xiaomi: [? 】 gentle:【? 】

Tiramisu: [? 】

Saya: [? 】

Fujiwara stood up, poured himself a glass of water, and turned on the TV as an ambient sound.

You don’t have to watch TV, but it must be turned on.

What is being played on TV is the animated version of Death Note written by Fujiwara Hoshiumi. In fact, it started playing a month ago, but Fujiwara has not watched it much. After all, he knows the plot, and there is no point in watching it again.

At this time, Yagami Yue's routine of Naomi Misora ​​saying her real name happened to be broadcast.

So Fujiwara stopped and looked at it for a while.

On the gray street, with fine snow falling, the two of them were waiting.

Because Yagamizuki kept looking at her watch, Misora ​​Naomi was confused.

Misora ​​Naomi: "Why do you keep looking at your watch?"

Yagami Yue: "Because I am Kira."

When he first saw this place, Fujiwara felt very happy, but now he is not touched at all.

Back in front of the computer, Fujiwara found that other topics were already being discussed in the cute pet chat room. Fujiwara looked at it and found that it was not the topic he was interested in.

When he first came here, he originally wanted to ask what kind of animals are easy to raise, but based on his experience of lurking here for several months, people should not keep pets if they are lazy. Buy cats and dogs back and be busy with work, causing them to There are not many people who starve to death and are abused, and Fujiwara thinks that he is not a patient person. Once the interest in keeping pets has passed, he will probably not want to keep pets and will throw them away.
  Why bother?
  After quitting the cute pet chat group, Fujiwara opened his favorite chat group for magic lovers.

Seeing Fujiwara join, everyone who was chatting about other topics instantly changed the topic and typed @米花一affectionately
  Red Herring: [Test you, what day of the week is tomorrow? 】

Disappearing Binny: [Test you, what day of the week is tomorrow? 】

Hallucination: [Test you, what day is tomorrow? 】

The magician’s apprentice: [Test you, what day of the week is tomorrow? 】

Deception boy: [Test you, what day is tomorrow? 】

Escape King: [Test you, what day of the week is tomorrow? 】

The question seemed simple, but it stumped Fujiwara Xinghai.

The time shown on the wall calendar is Friday, May 5th. Logically speaking, tomorrow should be Saturday. However, there is no way to logically guess the correct time in Ke Xue's world, so it is never possible to guess correctly.

Mihua No. 1 said affectionately: [It can’t be Saturday, right? 】

Only by eliminating the most wrong answers can you find the right answer.

Actually, what Fujiwara doesn’t know is that tomorrow is Saturday, June 6th.
  Red Herring: [We’re not fooling you, you really need to see a doctor in this situation. 】

Deception Boy: [The person above is right, you really should go and see it. 】

The magician’s apprentice: [That’s right, look, I’ve bought all the expert accounts for you. What a pity if you don’t go? ! 】

In order to cure the mentally ill netizens, Miss Yuanzi spent her own money to buy an expert account and provide one-on-one services.

Hallucination: [If you feel embarrassed to go, I can take you there. 】

Seeing that his friends cared so much about him, Fujiwara reluctantly agreed.

Mihua No. 1 said affectionately: [Okay, seeing that you all care about me so much, I’ll go and see it. @hallucination, where shall we meet. 】

Hallucination: [How is the entrance to the hospital? 】

Mihua No. 1 said affectionately: [Okay. 】

(End of this chapter)