Ke Xuezhuo's son-in-law

Chapter 602 A peaceful night

Outside the window, the moonlight was like a wash, shining quietly on the table through the half-opened window. Casting a long shadow on the table.

Fujiwara gently turned the beer bottle in his hand, and the cold air spread from the bottle to his fingertips. He reached out and handed a bottle of equally cold beer to Mary opposite. She took the beer with a bright smile. The condensed water droplets on the bottle slipped with her movements and fell on the table. Her voice was almost swallowed by the depth of the night.

The bottles of the two touched lightly and made a crisp "ding", which seemed to be the prelude to the night and the resonance of their moods. Mary's smile looked even warmer under the moonlight, "For a quiet night." She raised her head happily and raised her glass.

Fujiwara was stunned for a moment, but then he was infected by Mary's smile. He smiled back with a more sincere smile, as if all his worries disappeared at this moment, "It was a peaceful night." His voice was full of warmth and tranquility.

As the beer flowed smoothly in the throat, the conversation between the two gradually deepened. Fujiwara's eyes became softer as they talked and laughed, but with a bit of concern. He started the topic lightly, with a bit of inquiry, "By the way, it seems that Xiao Ai's antidote went very well. How long can Mary stay in this state?"

Mary was stunned for a moment, as if she was caught off guard by this sudden topic. She slowly put down the beer in her hand and squinted her eyes slightly, as if she was recalling something. "To be honest, I don't know very well. It seems to be 36 hours. You know, that kid Xiao Ai won't tell me everything, even if I ask..." There was something in her voice. Helplessly, when she stopped speaking, she seemed to be hoping Fujiwara could understand the difficulty.

Fujiwara nodded, feeling a little emotional. It seems that the money spent on those cutting-edge equipment was not in vain. If it were not for their help, perhaps the progress of the antidote would not be so fast.

His gaze fell on Mary again, and the emotion turned into a warm current. He knew that they were using him as a test subject.

Fujiwara then thought about whether to introduce Conan to Xiao Ai and let him test the medicine instead of the two of them. Besides, if he had the opportunity to transform back into Kudo Shinichi, he thought that Conan would definitely not let it go.

"I wonder if Kudo Shinichi should be included and let him try the medicine too."

As the future chief director, Fujiwara felt that he could really try to expose Conan to the antidote. Otherwise, judging from Conan's recent state, he was a little depressed. I'm afraid it was because the black organization had not appeared for a long time and had lost confidence in changing back.

Mary raised her eyebrows slightly and was silent for a moment. Her eyes became deep, as if she was weighing the risks and possibilities behind it. Mary still remembered Fujiwara’s previous reminder not to let Kudo Shinichi intervene too early. She gently swirled the beer bottle in her hand, and the water droplets condensed and slid down on the bottle, just like her fluctuating thoughts at the moment.

Fujiwara warned Xiao Ai not to rush into contact with Kudo Shinichi. Because of this, Mary also kept a certain distance from Conan who often went to the doctor's house next door. When it came to getting along, Mary also used to The identity of the Young Detective Team has been with Kudo Shinichi for some time. Through her own observation, Mary can also see the characteristics of Kudo Shinichi.

To sum up, Mary actually recognized the other party, not only because of the other party's strong reasoning ability and pile of strange props, but also because of his unparalleled courage.

Finally, Mary raised her head, with an indescribable firmness in her eyes, "Okay, I have no objection. If you want to confess to him, I don't think Xiao Ai will refuse." There was no hesitation in her voice, just a hint of determination. Quiet power.

A smile appeared at the corners of Fujiwara's lips, and a sparkle flashed in his eyes, "Yeah, yeah. It's good to see you thinking like this." Fujiwara tried to respond lightly, but he also knew that Mary It's really rare to have this mentality now.

Mary glanced at Fujiwara, her eyes full of complicated emotions, "Yes, every day when you can drink cold beer is a good day." She started her teasing again, but this time she seemed to be more calm.

She can't do anything else until her memory is fully restored, so why not relax her mind. Besides, she also met her sister's daughters here, which was a surprise.

The wine was gulped down in gulps, and the fried chicken was consumed bit by bit. Mingmei came down to clean up for the two of them. She wanted to make some sobering soup, but Mary, who was already drunk, told her that she didn't need it and asked her to go upstairs to rest. He had to tactfully remind the two of them to drink less and go upstairs. When Akemi came up, Mary got up and got a box of beer from somewhere and placed it in front of Fujiwara to drink.

Although Fujiwara also likes to drink, this is the first time for him to drink dryly like this. Generally speaking, it is very unpleasant to order something that is not worthy of drinking.

Mary's cheeks were rosy due to the effect of alcohol, and her usually calm eyes were shining with a fanatical light at this moment. She stood up suddenly, staggered and almost fell, but quickly regained her balance. A provocative smile appeared on her lips, and she was about to take action.

Fujiwara raised his head, frowned slightly, but took the bottle calmly, with a wry smile on his lips. Mary's change made him feel both amused and worried.

Fujiwara pretended to be angry and reached out to Mary for a drink, but then deliberately turned his head away, as if to avoid an inevitable drinking fight.

The sharp-eyed Mary naturally discovered this and immediately urged:

"She put one hand on Fujiwara's shoulder and raised the bottle with the other, the wine swaying gently with her movements.

"Wait a minute, let me take a rest, my stomach is a little bloated"

"Have you finished talking? Give me a drink when you finish talking..."

Mary's tone suddenly increased and she ignored Fujiwara's pretense and directly put the bottle into his hand.

He had heard that there were many drunkards in the UK, but he never expected that he would meet him in real life. Drunk Mary and normal Mary were like two different people, completely incompatible with each other.

Fujiwara had no choice but to drink the wine poured by Mary. The wine is cold and refreshing, going straight to the throat.

As she drank, Mary began to become emotional. Her eyes were slightly red. She held Fujiwara's collar with one hand and asked accusingly: "Did you want to drive me away during that phone call before? Really?" She His voice was mixed with drunkenness and uncertainty, making the scene look both funny and slightly tense.

Fujiwara gently held Mary's wrist, lowered her hand, and released his collar from her control. He smiled slightly, but he was thinking about how to make Mary understand his worries and determination.

"How could I drive you away?" Fujiwara's voice was soft, and his eyes were warm and firm. "I'm just worried that because of me, you managed to get out of the organization's sight, and now you may be targeted again."

Mary blinked, as if trying to digest Fujiwara's words. Fujiwara continued: "But now I understand, I will protect you in my own way, even if the price may be high." There was a relaxed and humorous smile on his face, but the determination in his eyes was as solid as a rock. .

Mary's expression changed from shocked to moved. She waved her hand and gave Fujiwara a gentle slap and said with a smile, "You self-righteous bastard."

Even so, her eyes flashed with unconcealable emotion.

(End of this chapter)