Chapter 162 Red Herring [4k big chapter]

"Is it the task of opening a store?"

After Fujino checked the system tasks, he stood up from the sofa and walked to the refrigerator in the room. He took out a bottle of green tea, unscrewed the cap, and took a few sips.

The chill spread, and Fujino's mind was filled with thoughts.

Opening a store was an idea he had had for a long time.

Just thinking about it made him give up.

As an ordinary person in his previous life, he knew how difficult it was to open a store.

And his memories in this world also prove this.

As the eldest son of the Fujino Zaibatsu, he is naturally familiar with market research.

In Neon, the cost of opening a store is too high.

Even if you don’t count the rent, labor, and resources needed to get started, you still need at least one million yen in start-up capital.

With a start-up capital of one million, Fujino did not dare to gamble.

Throw one million into the system and at least there will be a few enhancement cards as a guarantee.

It is possible to get your principal back by stock trading, and you may even make a small profit.

But if they all enter the store......

There is a high probability that in the end you will lose even the bitter tea seeds.

Starting a business is even more sinister than stock trading.

But these were all his previous thoughts.

Now, with the system in place, he can go out and take action.

Putting away his thoughts, Fujino's eyes flashed with sparkle.

Immediately, he opened the system career interface:

[President: Junior (0-100)

Sub-professional skills:

Business Sense: Elementary (the success rate of business decision-making increases by 10%)

End of Month President: Junior (affinity increased by 5%)

Domineering President: Junior (increased momentum by 5%)]

"The success rate of business decision-making increases by 10%. With this 10% probability, it should not be difficult to run a store as required by the system."

Fujino glanced at the professional skill of business acumen, and then turned his attention to the system's entrepreneurial tasks, "Besides, there is still a system reward of three million, so even if I fail, there will be no loss to me."

Of course, as long as it is not a weird store, the success rate should not be 0%.

Even if the store fails to open in the end, it is actually not a loss.

The systematic reward of 3 million yen will save the money. At worst, the work will be in vain in the end.

I weighed the pros and cons in my mind.

Fujino felt that this system task was simply giving him money.

Immediately, he immediately took over the system task.

[System task accepted and completed]

System prompts rang in my ears.

Fujino put the green tea back in the refrigerator.

Slowly walked back to the sofa, sat down, turned on the TV, and started to get entangled in what kind of store he wanted to open: "A convenience store, a two-yuan store, a clothing store, etc., it will definitely not work. If you can't do it, Yes, handling those goods will also cause considerable losses..."

Combining the memories of his previous life and this world, Fujino eliminated some options that were not suitable for the current situation.

After thinking for a moment, he suddenly remembered an industry that was most suitable for him——

Food Industry.

"If it's catering, it's really the first choice for me to start a business."

Fujino began to weigh the pros and cons of the store: "The first floor of the detective agency can be used as a venue. For catering... as long as you purchase some raw materials, you can easily open it. Even if you can't continue the business in the end, you won't have too much money backlog." …”

After some thought.

Fujino found that what suits him best now is catering.

In the catering industry, the threshold is extremely low.

If you do it well, it is still possible to become an instant hit.

In this era, there were still many opportunities for serfs to stand up and sing.

It has not fallen into the dilemma of a dead end for market monopoly and entrepreneurship twenty years later.

After confirming that his future store will enter the catering industry, Fujino has not made any next plans.

Now he only has 2.2 million yen on hand.

The system task requires three million yen.

Obviously, it's not enough.

"It seems we still have to make money..."

Fujino shook his head, and then turned his attention to the pianist profession that he had drawn out with the president:

[Pianist: Elementary (0-100)

Piano master: Your hands are very suitable for playing the piano and you have certain basic knowledge of the piano.

Soul of Steel: Beginner (When playing the piano, you have a 5% chance of entering the Soul of Steel state. In the Soul of Steel state, you will gain the proficiency of the original performer and achieve excellent performance results)]

Pianists only have two professional skills. From a practical perspective, they are definitely not as high as CEOs.

These effects may indeed be good skills for pianists.

But for Fujino, who did not own a piano, had no interest in playing the piano, and had no spare money to buy a piano, it seemed a bit useless.

A piano costs hundreds of thousands of yen.

With that kind of money, he would rather go...

Go smoke some fantastic system gizmos.

In fact, if you say it is tasteless, it is not really considered.

At least among the professional skills of a pianist, there is the passive skill of mastering the piano.

With this passivity, if he encounters a piano player pretending to be cool in the future, he can torture him and then slap him in the face at the speed of light.

"Didi!"

At this time, the cell phone in Fujino's trouser pocket suddenly rang with a warning tone.

Interrupted from his thoughts, he took out his phone and saw a new text message notification.

It was from Suzuki Sonoko.

Suzuki Sonoko:************

Suzuki Sonoko: This is the address of that chat room.

Suzuki Sonoko: By the way, don’t say I’m a girl. My persona in that chat group is that of an uncle in his thirties.

Fujino: Got it.

Fujino, who comes from the information age, can still understand Suzuki Sonoko's character disguised as a thirty-year-old uncle.

After all, it's not like he's never done this kind of thing before.

But unlike the uncle, he is a beautiful girl pretending to be an eighteen-year-old high school student.

Putting away his mobile phone, Fujino took out the laptop he had taken out a while ago and placed it on the coffee table.

The notebook is entirely white in color, and there is a girl in a white dress printed on the cover of the monitor. This girl should be the bride-to-be mentioned by the system.

Next to the bride, there is a certain rice logo...

Such a thin and light notebook may not have been a big deal in Fujino's era.

But in an era when laptops are just like suitcases, this is definitely a product that far exceeds the current world technology.

If he remembered correctly, the graphics card of this laptop should be 4090.

And it's still full of blood.

The theoretical floating point computing power seems to be around 100TFLOPS, which is one quadrillion floating point operations per second.

What is the concept of computing power?

The wonderful floating-point computing power of China's Galaxy 4 supercomputer in 2000 is one trillion operations, while the Skynet in the Terminator has a floating-point computing power of sixty trillion operations per second.

In other words, the computer he has on hand is enough to crush any supercomputer in the world - the technological level has surpassed this world for twenty years.

"This computer in my hand is a bit outrageous..."

Fujino looked at the laptop in his hand and felt a little heavy.

Then, he opened the chat room address that Suzuki Sonoko gave him just now, and joined a chat room called: [Magic Lovers Alliance].

——Who would have thought that twenty years later, a graphics card that could crush the world's supercomputers and even surpass the computing power of Skynet in science fiction novels would be used to run pornographic pictures...

Before joining the chat room, there is a naming step.

Fujino made up a random pseudonym and added it.

As soon as he joined the chat room, Fujino saw everyone in the chat room discussing magic topics lively.

[Phantom: Did any of you go to Günter von Gedolback's magic show today? 】

[The taciturn ventriloquist: Is he the world-famous illusion magician? 】

[Red Herring: I went to see Grobach's performance. He should be an illusionist magician. 】

[Disappearing Pani: Where did Red Herring get the tickets? You know, tickets for Grobach are hard to come by. A few days ago, I went to the ticket window early in the morning to wait. Still didn't get it. 】

[Red Herring: I just got lucky. 】

[Sun Xiaochuan has joined the chat room]

[Phantom: Sun Xiaochuan? What a strange name. 】

[Disappearing Pani: A new person has actually joined in? 】

[Ikasama Boy: Who invited you in? 】

[Magician’s disciple: It’s me, this is a friend of mine, he also likes magic. 】

[Sun Xiaochuan: Hello everyone, my name is Sun Xiaochuan. 】

"Sun Xiaochuan? What a strange name?!"

Kuroba Kaito looked at the new people who joined the chat room and complained.

the other side.

"Red herring?"

Fujino, who was sitting in front of the computer, looked at the name [Red Herring] in the chat room and couldn't help but be stunned.

If he remembered correctly, this guy was Kuroba Kaito, right?

Although he couldn't recall the details of the murder case involving a magic enthusiast at the moment, he still remembered the name Red Herring.

It should be the screen name used by Kuroba Kaito or Kaitou Kid himself.

"Dong dong dong!"

At this time, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Fujino put away the computer, opened the bedroom door, and saw Miyano Akemi standing at the door.

"Fujino-kun, dinner is ready."

"dinner?"

Fujino looked a little confused.

Under normal circumstances, he is the one who prepares dinner for the Fujino family.

"Xiao Ai and I saw that you came back so late and had to receive clients when you came back, so we gave it a try."

"Is that so?"

Fujino looked back at the clock and saw that the time had reached eight o'clock in the evening.

Turning his head, he nodded and chuckled: "If that's the case, then I have to taste the craftsmanship of Sister Mingmei and Xiao Ai..."

On the third floor, Miyano Akemi's room.

Today's dinner was cooked by Ai Haihara and Akemi Miyano.

It's curry.

"Fujino-kun, how are we doing?"

Miyano Akemi stuffed a mouthful of curry bibimbap into her mouth. After swallowing it, she raised her head and asked Fujino with an expectant look on her face.

Haibara Ai on the side also raised her head calmly and stared at Fujino with her flat eyes, as if she was waiting for Fujino's answer.

"Um……"

Fujino looked at Curry.

Although he only cooks home-cooked dishes, to be honest, this curry is indeed good in terms of taste.

It just tastes a bit bland.

It would be much better if there was a little more seasoning.

After thinking for a moment, Fujino did not say anything that would spoil the mood and replied: "It's not bad. Sister Mingmei, I remember this is your first time cooking, right?"

"Actually, today's dinner was cooked by Xiao Ai."

Miyano Akemi smiled and looked at Haibara Ai, "I just made a move."

Hui Yuan Ai lowered her head and silently put a mouthful of rice into her mouth, with a hint of shyness on her face.

It turns out she did it.

No wonder the taste is so bland.

This taste, although healthy, does not whet your appetite.

For a young man like him with fairly decent taste buds, this curry was bland enough.

Elderly people like slightly stronger tastes because their taste buds have gradually deteriorated.

I really don’t know how Dr. A Li managed to survive this.

After dinner, Fujino, who had just returned to the bedroom, heard the doorbell ringing from the detective office on the second floor.

"Is there any client at this time?"

Fujino, who had already changed into pajamas, took out his phone and checked the time.

Seeing that the time has come to nine o'clock in the evening.

I felt a little confused in my heart.

Normally, most of the people who come to the detective agency for commissions come during the day or in the afternoon.

Very few people come at night.

But what is certain is that no matter who it is, as long as they come to entrust it at night, the reward will be indispensable.

Then, with doubts in his heart, he walked to the detective office on the second floor.

As soon as he came downstairs, he saw two figures standing in front of the detective agency.

One is an old man, the other is also an old man.

One of the old men was wearing a brown suit. Fujino recognized him as the director Ochiai whom he had knocked before.

As for the other man, a man wearing a black suit and a big belly, Fujino didn't recognize him.

But it seems that he should be a rich man.

"Director Ochiai?"

"Mr. Fujino!"

Director Ochiai seemed extremely excited after seeing Fujino and gave Fujino a big hug.

"Ahem."

Fujino coughed slightly and felt awkward after being hugged like this.

The girl is fine, but as for the old man, forget it...

Silently pushing the old man away, Fujino looked at the radiant Ochiai and asked doubtfully: "Director Ochiai, why did you come to my house?"

"Actually, I wanted to come over and express my gratitude."

Director Ochiai also felt that something was wrong with him.

After taking two steps back and showing respect, he explained: "Thanks to Mr. Fujino, the Medieval Museum has been preserved. I have been dealing with museum affairs some time ago, so I don't have time to come over. I rarely have time today, so I just took the time to come over and express my gratitude.”

"I see."

Fujino paused, then calmed down and asked, "Did you win the lawsuit?

"The battle was won."

Director Ochiai nodded: "Thanks to Mr. Fujino for your help in contacting Lawyer Fei. With the help of Lawyer Fei, we won the battle some time ago."