Ke Xuezhuo's son-in-law

Chapter 243 Just the right wind
  With the introduction of Eiko Toya, Fujiwara was able to meet some of the prominent figures present. It seemed that they thought Fujiwara was a student of Eiko Toya.

Toya Eiko did not clarify this, and Fujiwara was too lazy to say anything, so he spent the afternoon in a pleasant atmosphere.

During the entire banquet, Emperor Moriko didn't come up with the puzzle about Momotaro. It seemed that he had solved it himself, otherwise he wouldn't have robbed the gunpowder magazine so early.

At the end of the tea party, Fujiwara and the others received gifts from Moriko Teiji as a thank you to those who attended the tea party. A model of a British-style town, which felt heavy in the hand. It should be made of iron. Just in case, Fujiwara spent 10 system points on the three of them to check it, and found that there was no explosives or explosives inside. Locator.

After returning to the office with Xiaolan, she opened the mailbox and saw the magazine sent by Eiko Toya.

"There are three copies here, Xiaolan, please take one."

"it is good."

Xiaolan felt a sense of satisfaction when she looked at herself in the cover. Conan jumped up and took a copy from Fujiwara's hand.
  "So that's what happened. I thought I just took a few photos of Sister Xiaolan, but I actually did an exclusive interview."

For some reason, Conan wanted to laugh when he looked at the photos in the magazine. Seeing how fascinated he was, Fujiwara didn't bother him. He was left alone to look after the house and drove Xiaolan back to Fei Yingli Law Firm.

The breeze blew, and it just blew the hem of Xiaolan's skirt up a little.

"Yeah~" Xiaolan nervously grabbed the skirt that was about to be blown away, and her face instantly turned red like a peach blossom.

When she asked if she wanted to go up and sit for a while and drink a cup of herbal tea, Fujiwara smiled and refused, "Next time, I'm afraid the lawyer will ask about what happened last time, and I forgot to mention that Xiaolan is wearing very beautiful clothes today, which suits her very well." Your style.”

Dressing up just right makes people feel happy. Although Fujiwara doesn't take the initiative to mention it, this cannot hide the fact that Xiaolan's clothes are always good.

"Haha, thank you." Xiaolan was delighted by the sudden compliment and waved goodbye to Fujiwara.

Xiaolan only went upstairs after the car shadow completely disappeared.

"I'm back!" As soon as he entered the room, he was choked by the smoke inside and coughed several times, "Ahem~what does it smell like?"

Fei Yingli, who was studying the steps just now, heard the movement and said without looking back, "Oh, Xiaolan, you are back. How was your play? Are you happy?"

"Well, I'm very happy. I saw the beautiful courtyard and tasted many precious desserts. Hey, mom, what are you doing?"

Xiaolan walked over with her hands covered and curiously came over to see the cooking book in Fei Yingli's hand, and her expression changed instantly. No wonder there was a burning smell as soon as she entered the house. Her mother was talking about burning the kitchen again.

So she immediately ran over and opened all the windows.

(Why are you watching this again? Are you planning to torture me again tonight?)

Unlike Xiaolan's reaction, Fei Yingli seemed very calm and said calmly, "Oh, today you just made a few side dishes that you taught me last time while you were away."

Seeing her mother like this, Xiaolan couldn't bear to complain, so she silently put down the magazine in her hand and walked into the kitchen to help clean up the mess.

After carefully reading the cooking book, Concubine Yingli concluded that the reason for the failure was entirely due to insufficient oil.

Prepared to continue working hard tomorrow, she suddenly caught a glimpse of the magazine Xiaolan had put down, and when she was about to reach out to pick it up out of curiosity, she suddenly saw something was wrong with her hand.

"Oh, my hands are black anyway."

After finally noticing this, she went to the bathroom to wash her hands and found that there was a lot of black ash on her face, probably from putting out the fire just now.

"Forget it, let's take a shower."

When she came out wrapped in a bath towel after taking a shower, Xiaolan had just finished cleaning the kitchen and walked out.

"Thank you for your hard work, Xiaolan. Go take a bath. I'll take care of the rest."

Regarding this kind of hindsight behavior, Xiaolan despised it and said mercilessly, "I've done it all, and then mom won't turn on the heat so much when cooking." "I know." Seeing Xiaolan's face, the concubine looked unhappy. Yingli pleaded as if she had admitted her mistake, "Okay, I know I was wrong. Go take a bath."

While waiting for Xiaolan, Fei Yingli was blowing her hair while flipping through a magazine.

She kept praising her, "She's so beautiful, she deserves to be my daughter."

After coming out of the shower, Fujiwara used a ripple to dry his whole body instantly, then put on his clothes comfortably and took out the long-soaked coffee from the coffee machine and went to the computer desk.

After turning on the computer, he quickly browsed the mailbox at the speed of light, and then sighed when he clicked on the surveillance screen of the Guardian Eye.

Still no key clue.

The clues provided by the Guard's Eye cannot be said to be useless, but those few boxes of things alone cannot convict him, so he had to use unconventional means to steal the stolen goods directly.

Now that the tea party matter is over for the time being, the next step is to concentrate on finding a way to get the police to pay attention to Sengu Teiji.

It was empty talk. Even if he called to report Sengu Teiji now, the police would not be able to launch a search immediately.

But today Fujiwara has already met Moriko Emperor Er. It is not suitable for him to sneak in secretly, so someone else has to go there.

"It's true, how could I forget her?"

There is a person in the world who is absolutely loyal to Fujiwara, absolutely obedient, and absolutely worships him, and his skills are pretty good, so he seems to be the best choice for this task.

Thinking of this, Fujiwara immediately took out his charging cell phone and made a call to his subordinate, the rope killer Tachibana Maya, who had been waiting for him for a long time.

The phone was connected as soon as it rang, and a smooth female voice came out immediately, "Boos~"

Fujiwara didn't bother to chat with her and immediately told her the contents of the mission, and arranged for her to track Moriko Teiji in the past few days. Wherever he went, she would follow him. If there was any movement, she would immediately send him a text message.

"I understand, I'll leave immediately."

"No, you can go tomorrow. Besides, it's hard for you to find his home so late. It's impossible for him to start taking action today."

"Yes." Tachibana Maya responded.

After giving all the details, he felt a lot more relaxed. He lay down in front of the computer desk. Just when he wanted to relax, he thought of a more troublesome thing.

Mori Kotei's matter will soon come to an end. The more dangerous one at the moment is the bomber who shocked the 1200 million hostages in the Metropolitan Police Department. He has no name and a very mediocre appearance. It is difficult to find on such a large map. .

You can't deal with him in the same way as Moritani Teiji.

After a few minutes, I slowly raised my head and suddenly remembered the plot of the last time I played Miami, where my good brother Lance betrayed Tommy for money.

"It's nothing to do anyway, just have some fun."

Turn on the computer, click on the familiar VC pattern, wait for a while, then enter the archive and start playing.

Before the plot begins, just in case, Fujiwara enters the cheat code to maintain his status and sufficient ammunition, which is all he needs to succeed.

【nuttertools】【nuttertools】. Repeated several times in a row, and then started to fight against the big brother Sonny.

"You owe me fifteen years, Sonny. Let's settle old and new grudges together."

With the blessing of infinite blood, Sonny could not hold on for a single moment and fell down on the red carpet with hatred.
  (End of this chapter)