Ke Xuezhuo's son-in-law

Chapter 615 Small Misunderstanding

After the massage, Miwako was immersed in the rare tranquility and quickly fell into a short sleep. This short break was a great luxury for her and a rare solace in the busy and stressful police work.

Soon, Fujiwara's cell phone vibrated, breaking the tranquility. He sat up quickly, his eyes became serious, and while answering the phone, he waved his hand gently, indicating that the masseur did not need to pay attention. What came from the other end of the phone was Kudo Shinichi's somewhat delighted voice:

"I found it, Fujiwara, you guessed it right."

The doctor who was accidentally injured by Dr. Nino was called Fudo Kyosuke. The doctor was transferred to the cardiology department six years ago and then to Mihua Yuying Hospital as a psychiatrist three years ago. A year ago, Dr. Nino was suspended due to a surgical error that led to the accidental death of a patient. During the suspension period, he accepted the invitation of Yuying Hospital to serve as the chief of the cardiology department. Only then did the two meet again. Moreover, police officer Nara also received psychological counseling from Dr. Futo.

There are various signs that the appearance of Dr. Futo and the suicide of Dr. Nino a year ago are significantly involved. Kudo Shinichi felt that Fujiwara's previous statement made some sense, so he discussed it with Officer Megure and planned to summon that man. Dr. Fengdo cooperates with the investigation.

After the phone call ended, Fujiwara's eyes naturally stayed on Sato Miwako. She was waking up from a short rest, and her body stretched gently with a lazy waist, like a slowly spreading flower bud. There was a smile on her face and a light shining from the inside out in her eyes, expressing the rare peace she had enjoyed for two days. "It's such a comfortable sleep after a long time." Her voice was low and soft, like the night breeze blowing through the treetops.

Miwako couldn't help but reveal a hint of tenderness in her eyes when she looked at Fujiwara. She suggested softly: "Let's try French cuisine tonight. I haven't relaxed for a long time. I have to rush back before seven o'clock in the evening, otherwise I will be scolded by the management officer."

"Who was scolded by? Manager Matsumoto?"

"Oh, how do you know him?" After speaking, Miwako, who was speechless by herself, smiled and patted her face, apologizing: "Sorry, it seems that I am really old, and I forgot that you also participated before. Yuriko’s wedding.”

Fujiwara had a relaxed look on his face. He arranged his clothes, nodded, and responded: "Maybe I'm too tired these days. Just don't forget to check out later. I didn't bring much money today."

"Don't worry." Miwako Sato simply flipped her hair, "Since you said I would treat you, I will never forget it."

As night fell, the two came to a high-end Western restaurant. The outdoor seating is romantic and private, surrounded by green plants and flickering candlelight, creating a unique atmosphere.

The further inside Fujiwara followed the waiter, the more he felt something was wrong. He looked at the diners and waiters in suits and leather shoes and then glanced at his jeans and basketball shoes. Although this was nothing, the environment and various layouts here undoubtedly hinted at this. You should come here wearing a suit.

Under the guidance of the waiter, the two chose a table near the garden fountain and sat down. The surrounding lights were soft and not dazzling, and the sound of water gently broke the silence of the night.

"Has Fujiwara been here before?" Miwako said, taking off her coat and putting it behind the chair, and said somewhat cautiously, "This is my first time in such a high-end restaurant."

"I haven't been here before. I passed by once when I went to do errands last time. I thought the environment was pretty good. It's right next to the river. It would be nice to come here at night." Miwako listened to Fujiwara's words with a glint of envy in her eyes. She gently touched the tabletop, feeling that it was different from usual gorgeousness and sophistication. Her eyes fell on the rose petals on the table, seeming to be thinking about something. Fujiwara noticed Miwako's gaze. He gently reached out his hand, took out a rose from the rose vase on the table, and handed it to her.

"This seems to be for ladies, two flowers, give them both to you."

Miwako took the rose, with a blush on her face. She sniffed the rose gently, and the faint floral fragrance made her feel relaxed and happy. She smiled faintly, put down the flowers, and turned her attention back to the menu.

When Fujiwara asked Miwako if there was any special dish she wanted to eat, she tilted her head slightly hesitantly. Her fingers unconsciously rubbed the napkin, showing a hint of nervousness. She knew that her taste buds were not as diverse as Fujiwara's. Thinking of this, she responded softly to Fujiwara's question.

"I'm not very familiar with French food, so I'd better listen to your recommendation." When she said this, her eyes were firm, showing her trust in Fujiwara's choice.

Fujiwara nodded, tapping his fingers lightly on the table, looking thoughtful. Then he raised his head, his eyes bright, and he seemed to have made a decision. He waved to the waiter, who quickly came over and stood upright at the table, waiting for Fujiwara's order.

"Then let's have foie gras and seafood soup. Let's try your signature dishes for the main course." When Fujiwara spoke, his voice was not so confident. After all, he didn't come here often, so he ordered it because he was afraid of stepping on the trap. these things.

The waiter smiled and wrote down the order and left. The two started a relaxed chat, talking about small things in daily life. Fujiwara gently shook the juice glass in his hand. The apple juice shone attractively under the light. He said gently: "Today's weather is really nice, suitable for sitting in an outdoor restaurant like this and enjoying dinner."

Miwako Sato nodded, and the juice in her hand left a few drops of water on the wall of the cup where it lightly collided. "Yeah, it's a little windy and feels very comfortable. By the way, you haven't said why you came to me suddenly?"

"Wait a moment."

Miwako Sato saw Fujiwara suddenly squatting down and closed her eyes in fear.

She thought about a lot of things in that moment. From the first time they met until now, they actually didn't spend much time together. At first, she thought Fujiwara Hoshikai was a problem boy, and she never thought about such a thing, and she didn't think so. I have the ability to accept the relationship between sister and brother.

In fact, it is unacceptable. If the other half has a high income, is handsome, easy to get along with, and considerate enough, Miwako also thinks that she can give it a try, but can she start with love first? Don't make such a surprise.

After waiting for a long time, before she could finish her sentence, the confused Miwako opened her eyes and saw Fujiwara squatting on the ground, hurriedly handling his shoelaces. She immediately couldn't laugh or cry. Although she was a little disappointed, she also had a relieved smile. She held up the flowers that Fujiwara just handed over and said with a bitter smile, "Fujiwara, you are really good at joking. I thought..."

(End of this chapter)