Ke Xuezhuo's son-in-law

Chapter 428 Fujiwara Hoshikai: I am not really immortal, am I?

Chapter 428 Fujiwara Hoshikai: I am not really immortal, am I?

After the ambulance came, Fujiwara and others were taken away. Kaito and Aoko also followed. Hongye watched the ambulance go away and asked the driver to drive her away.

Hongye called her grandma on the way and expressed her wish.

After hearing this, the old lady smiled directly and said, "Have you felt it so soon? Don't be in a hurry. First complete the seven dates as I suggested. It won't be too late to make a decision at that time. But if Fujiwara is really because of the Ooka family's affairs If he is injured, you should actually go to the hospital with him. Forget it, let's go and see him together tomorrow, he is also my former grandson-in-law..."

After exploding the wound, Fujiwara took a brief note under the arrangement of the police. The main reason was that they wanted to know about the thief who attacked him.

Fujiwara's theory was that the opponent rushed over on his own initiative, and he had to fight fiercely with the opponent in order to cover Ruby, eventually seriously injuring the opponent and saving Ruby.

"Do you still remember the other person's face, Fujiwara-kun?"

The interrogating police officer put down the phone and asked Fujiwara.

Fujiwara shook his head and said that because it was too dark, he did not look at the other person's face, and he could not see the other person even though he was wearing a gas mask.

"That's it. Could you please tell me how Fujiwara-kun lasted for so long without a gas mask?"

According to other witnesses at the scene, the stun gas can cause symptoms of confusion and weakness in the legs in less than ten seconds, and even the person who persisted the longest could not last for 30 seconds.

Just as Fujiwara was thinking about how to fool him, a man in a gray suit suddenly walked into the interrogation room. Upon seeing this, two police officers immediately stood up and saluted:

"Minister Ookamoto, why are you here in person?"

Ooka Kazumasa glanced at Fujiwara Hoshikai and smiled at the two interrogators, "Such a big thing happened, how could you not come?"

After saying that his men ended the interrogation, he asked Fujiwara to go back to rest and cooperate with the investigation another day and arrange for his driver to take him back.

After leaving the Kyoto Police Hospital, Fujiwara said goodbye to Kaito and others, and then took the car back to the hotel.

The driver did not forget to explain before leaving:
  "My intention is to let Mr. Fujiwara have a good rest. You don't have to worry about the rest. The Ooka family will make arrangements. In addition, I will come to pick you up tomorrow morning."

"I understand, but I should be returning to Dongdu tomorrow. If you have anything else, just tell Hongye directly and let her tell you."

Fujiwara's general understanding is that no one will hold him accountable for hacking someone half to death, but the Ooka family seems to want to take responsibility for themselves as Hongye said.

After all, in their view, he is Hongye's fiancée and is highly bound to the future of the group.

"But Mr. Fujiwara."

"It's nothing, just go over and report."

After saying this, Fujiwara walked up to the hotel building without waiting for the other party to persuade him to stay.

After arriving at the renewed presidential suite, Fujiwara threw away his coat and shoes and took a deep breath to adjust his body on the low sofa.

At the same time, Fujiwara remembered what happened with Mihua, so he called his home phone number, intending to tell Mary so that she would not be frightened by what he looked like.

The phone rang twice before Mary answered.

"Hello~"

As soon as she answered the call, Fujiwara Hoshikai's scolding voice came from the other side:

"Mary is still up so late, isn't she watching TV and forgetting the time again?"

Mary, who was quite surprised at first, rolled her eyes when she heard Fujiwara's voice. In fact, she should have expected Fujiwara Hoshikai to ask her this question.

(I wouldn’t have answered it if I had known earlier.) Fujiwara listened to Mary’s silence and continued to ask, “Where’s Azusa, isn’t she here?”

"Yes, but she has already gone to bed. Then can you tell her that there is no need to stay and take care of me."

"What's wrong?" Fujiwara asked.

"There seems to be something at home that she needs to go over, but she shied away from her brother in order to stay and take care of me." In fact, Mary didn't think she needed anyone to take care of her, so after seeing Xiaozi's worries, she hinted many times that she could take care of herself. It's just that they were all ignored by the other party.

Another thing is that she is actually very curious about when Fujiwara will come back. The game ended last week.
  "Oh, I'll be back tomorrow. You can tell her tomorrow morning. If you have anything to do, just go over and take care of it."

"You're coming back tomorrow, that's fine. I'll tell her tomorrow morning. By the way, there's a little girl who comes to see you almost every day during your absence."

"What little girl?" Fujiwara clamped the phone to his ear, opened the hot water valve and filled the bath with water. He continued to ask, "Did she say her name? Could it be the one from the Junior Detective Corps?"

According to Fujiwara's understanding, he didn't know many little girls. Apart from Ayumi, Fujiwara really didn't expect that other children would come to find trouble with him.

"No, she's called Sheng Ai, but she also likes cats."

"Oh, it's her. I didn't tell you earlier, but she won't be called a little girl by Mary. She is a senior in high school and is 18 years old. She is much older than you."

Mary snorted coldly, still watching the popular TV series with a dazed look, and replied feebly "Oh" before continuing, "There is also a married woman about thirty-five years old who came to you. She wears glasses like this She is very beautiful, and she is wearing a professional attire. She is probably an urban white-collar worker. It seems that she wants to talk to you about something." Mary directly gave the other person's appearance and characteristics and asked Fujiwara to guess who it was. After all, this person did not leave his name.

"Uh-huh, is your name Fei Yingli?"

Mary took out the remote control, turned down the volume, and said, "I don't know, she didn't say her name, but I think she should know the confused detective opposite."

Strangely enough, Mary noticed that the confused detective, who always had a squinting look on his face when looking at beautiful women, actually acted uncharacteristically when facing this woman.

"Maybe there is some contract that needs to be dealt with by me, but Mari Mori Kogoro is my teacher after all. No matter how much you don't like it, don't call him a confused detective in front of me."

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After seeing that Mary remained silent, Fujiwara was not ready to continue chatting. He said good night and hung up the phone.

Mary took the phone and said good night to herself before getting ready to rest.

Fujiwara took off the bandage and went to the bathroom mirror to look at the wound inside, preparing to use the horse charm to heal himself.

"No, how come this wound healed on its own?"

Fujiwara was not sure whether the system secretly arranged automatic treatment and recovery for him, so he clicked on the system task log and found that there was no progress of this task.

After exiting the menu and returning to reality, Fujiwara took off his coat and untied all the bandages on his shoulders. He was surprised to find that all the shocking wounds had basically healed, leaving only faint scars.

"What's going on? Am I really immortal?"

Remember that the system shows you have unlimited health on the panel at the beginning.

Curious about his own self-healing ability, Fujiwara planned to test his conjecture after taking a bath, but before that, Fujiwara still took the time to send a message to Afterlife Ai that he would go back tomorrow.

After sending the message, Fujiwara took out a small knife from the storage space and gently swiped it on his forearm. Then he waited for more than ten seconds and was surprised to find that the wound was healing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"You are truly immortal."

(End of this chapter)

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