Chapter 251 Ticket to Okinawa
Fujino first went back to the fourth floor, picked up a handbag, and then returned to the third floor.
Push open the bedroom door.
When I saw it, Miyano Akemi was sitting on the sofa watching TV with a glass of iced Coke.
"Sister Mingmei, where is Xiao Ai?"
Fujino took off his shoes and walked into the room.
"Xiao Ai is in her room."
Hearing the sound, Miyano Akemi put the Coke on the coffee table, stood up, and said worriedly: "She has been like this recently. She has been sitting in her room, seemingly playing on the computer... She even forgot to make dinner..."
"Maybe I found something interesting on the Internet."
Fujino thought for a while and explained.
He did know what Hui Yuan Ai was doing.
He must be working overtime to study drug A, right?
But even so, I shouldn’t forget to make dinner...
Could it be that the antidote to drug A has made a breakthrough?
To be honest, he was a little curious.
Why does she still want to study APTX4869 after she cut off Haiyuan Ai's beard?
"Then I won't bother you two tonight, I'll do it." Fujino took over the cooking job.
"Then I'll trouble you, Fujino-kun."
Miyano Akemi nodded, glanced at the handbag that Fujino had just put on the coffee table, and asked curiously: "What's in the handbag is..."
"Ah, are you talking about this?"
Fujino lifted up his handbag, took out the bag, and explained: "This is the Fusha-painted bag that the client gave me a few days ago. I thought I wouldn't use it, so I thought I would come over and show it to you two. Is there anything you want?"
“What an exquisite bag…”
Miyano Akemi glanced at the bag.
She thought about it and remembered that she had seen this kind of bag when she was shopping with Xiao Ai before. It seemed that this kind of bag was quite expensive.
However, she is not interested in these bags. After all, each one costs hundreds of thousands of yen. With this money, she might as well buy some food or subsidize the family.
Thinking of this, she shook her head and said softly: "Let's give it to Xiao Ai. I remember that she really likes the Fushahui brand. If I give it to her, she will be very happy."
"Well, I'll give it to Xiao Ai later."
Fujino put the handbag on the coffee table, then turned and walked to the kitchen, putting on an apron...
[ps: To patch it up, I also added one or two paragraphs to the previous article. I deleted this part by deleting, deleting, and editing. In fact, Fujino was called Fujino in his previous life, so he prefers others to call him Fujino. Everyone around him is I was kidnapped by him]
Dinner was quickly prepared.
Fujino washed the oil stains on his hands in front of the sink, and then brought the freshly prepared meal to the table.
"Today's dinner was also very sumptuous... As expected, your cooking skills are still so good."
Miyano Akemi came out of the bathroom and washed her hands, then smelled the aroma of the food and said, "I'm going to ask Xiao Ai to eat."
"I'll go."
Fujino interrupted Miyano Akemi, lifted the handbag on the coffee table, "Give her this bag by the way."
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In a dark room.
Haihara Ai was wearing a red sleeveless sweater and light brown shorts. She was sitting at the desk, staring at the bright computer screen, and her fingers were tapping quickly and rhythmically on the keyboard.
After this period of research and development, it won’t be long before she can develop the first-generation antidote...
Hui Yuan Ai stopped his fingers and rubbed his sore eyes.
She stood up, stretched and looked at the time on her phone.
"Is it already eight o'clock?"
Haiyuan Ai was stunned and quickly patted his forehead, "I forgot to cook..."
"Boom!"
At this time, there was a knock on the door.
Hearing the sound, she turned around and came to the door.
Pushing open the door, it was Fujino who was wearing pajamas and an apron.
Fujino took a look at the dim room, looked down at Haihara Ai, and warned: "Remember to turn on the light when playing on the computer, otherwise your eyes will not be able to bear it."
"Well, I know, I will turn on the light next time"
Hui Yuan Ai nodded, "By the way, dinner hasn't been cooked yet. You must be hungry after a busy day, right? I'll go cook now."
"It doesn't matter, I've already prepared dinner and I'm about to ask you to eat it."
With that said, Fujino handed the handbag in his hand to Haibara Ai.
Haiyuan Ai took the handbag in confusion, took a look at it, and said in surprise: "Is this... Fushahui's bag?"
As a girl whose body has become smaller but whose mind is still bright, she still can't resist the bags painted by Fusha...
But then she thought again and handed the bag back again.
Haihara Ai raised his head and said seriously to Fujino: "I remember that this bag costs four to five million yen. It's too expensive. Let's take it back and return it tomorrow."
As someone who knows famous brand bags, she naturally knows that this bag is worth hundreds of thousands of yen.
She didn’t know the amount of money entrusted by Fujino.
But she knew that the detective's commission was probably more than 100,000 yen, or more than 100,000 yen.
Miyano Akemi's Snow King Ice Castle also earns hundreds of thousands of yen a month.
This package is almost equivalent to a large amount of expenditure.
Although she likes bags very much, she doesn't want to add any burden to this 'family'.
"Okay, this bag was given to me by the client, and I didn't spend any money... Sister Mingmei doesn't like to carry this kind of bag. Even if I want to return it, I can't find a place to return it."
Fujino lowered his head and glanced at Haihara Ai's serious look, and naturally saw her little thoughts. He immediately squatted down and touched her head: "If you don't like it, I will give it to someone else."
"..."
Haiyuan Ai froze, and when Fujino took his hand away, he breathed a sigh of relief, smoothed his ravaged fluffy short hair, and whispered: "I quite like it."
"That's good."
Fujino handed the bag to Haihara Ai, "Put the bag away and remember to come out and finish your meal."
"Um."
Haiyuan Ai took the handbag and put it on her bed. The corners of her mouth raised slightly, feeling particularly happy.
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After dinner, it was almost nine o'clock.
Several people sat around the sofa and watched the evening TV program.
Haibara Ai suddenly took out a few plane tickets from his pocket, put them on the coffee table, and said: "A few days ago, Dr. Ali drew a few plane tickets to Okinawa while surfing the Internet. I went to his house to play. At that time, he also gave me a few and invited us to travel to Okinawa together."
After a pause, she asked Fujino and Miyano Akemi, "Do you have time the day after tomorrow?"
"The day after tomorrow?"
Fujino picked up the ticket on the coffee table and looked at it.
The departure time on the ticket is the day after tomorrow.
It's a bit troublesome... Now he is triggering the high-yield customer effect of the hospitality coupon. If he leaves to travel to Okinawa now, the high-yield customers may disappear.
Fujino thought about it and finally decided to travel to Okinawa for a few days.
He has been waiting for a high-value customer for four days. If he passes tomorrow and does not come the day after tomorrow, it will be a bit silly for him to waste time by waiting.
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In a blink of an eye, time came to the day when the ticket was put on the plane and the plane took off.
"Ding dong!"
Just as several people were packing their luggage in Fujino's room and preparing to go to the airport, the doorbell of the detective agency rang.
Fujino heard the sound and stopped packing his luggage.
Could it be that a high-value client is here...
Today is Ke Xue's Saturday. Normally, the client does visit on Saturday.
But it happened that he didn’t have the holidays a few days ago, and he was planning to go on a trip today...
This client is a bit of a dog.
Fujino thought for a while, explained to Haihara Ai and Miyano Akemi, and then walked along the stairs to the detective office on the second floor with curiosity.
As soon as he came downstairs, he saw a girl standing upright in front of the detective agency, waiting patiently.
The girl is beautiful, with short brown wavy hair, wearing a yellow plaid dress and white high heels.
He looks pure and agile, but his demeanor is still steady.
"Miss Hongye?"
