Chapter 548 Becoming Sherlock Holmes!

A few naughty children couldn't even raise their heads under the disgusted eyes of everyone.

As the second generation ancestor who was able to bully the people at such a young age, they naturally could see that Fujino was taking revenge on them.

But people’s words are scary.

After all, the people present were all second generations, and even if they were unhappy, they didn't dare to say anything.

What's more, they are only the second generation, not the first generation.

"This guy Fujino really likes to hold grudges!"

Conan looked at the socially dead boy who ran away in despair, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

I really didn’t expect that this guy Fujino would actually trick them after entering the game...

Sure enough, he is still the sixth child!

I really don’t know what these mentally retarded teenagers are thinking, how dare they offend Fujino!

Now it’s good, let’s just kill it, right?

Although he had given these brats a lot of food, Fujino still felt a little bit dissatisfied.

Now, I feel relieved!

Looking away, Fujino noticed the depressed little Loli.

Obviously, those words just now accidentally hurt the young hearts of many detective fans.

Although he has some prejudices against these high-ranking people, he still can't stand making children sad.

"Although it was your fathers' fault, it's still too early to bear it now..."

Fujino squatted down helplessly, looked at the little loli who came over first, and comforted the head of the accidentally injured loli: "Will you take this as a lesson and become a good person?"

"I will definitely become a good person in the future!"

Little Loli nodded seriously, looking serious: "I will never become a person like my father who only cares about making money all day long!"

"..."

Haiyuan Ai stood aside and narrowed his eyes slightly.

She silently observed that the hand that usually touched her head was placed on someone else's head, and suddenly she felt a little sour for no reason.

It's really too much. He rubs his head when he sees a lolita. He's such a playboy...

She is indeed a lolicon!

"Then it's agreed."

Fujino didn't notice the sour fake loli.

He stood up and glanced at the children around him.

Then he said in a voice that everyone could hear: "Although you can't choose who you will be when you are born, you are still young. Whether you want to be the hateful adult that Noah said or be a good person, you still have the choice. select."

"Choose the world you are good at and prove Noah's Ark wrong!"

After a pause, he continued: "It doesn't matter even if it fails, I will let you all get out alive on the basis of my reputation as a detective!"

"Very good!"

"Me too, I will never be like my grandfather!"

"Yeah, I must become a good doctor when I grow up!"

"So handsome! I want to be such a detective when I grow up!"

"I want to be brother Fujino's bride!"

"Brother Fujino is mine!"

"Don't even try to rob me!"

Being mobilized by Fujino before the war, the children's low mood was swept away, and instead they became excited.

Fujino stared at the excited children, brothers and sisters in front of him, but he didn't think about how many people would change because of this.

It is estimated that when they grow up, they will have forgotten today's agreement.

Actually, it doesn't matter even if you forget, it's just a matter of dying early and dying late.

As far as Kexue World is concerned, let alone politicians and bankers, as long as they are not human beings and there are no detectives on the scene, there will always be people who come up to exchange the maximum amount for one.

But...why does he feel that this style of painting is getting a little bit off?

It's okay to be a detective, but what's behind it?

It's outrageous that he actually grabbed it, okay?

He is not a lolicon!

"In this case, let's set off."

After retracting his thoughts, Fujino suggested to the people behind him: "If we want to choose a world, I feel that London in the old century is more suitable for us. However, we should be more cautious when dealing with Jack the Ripper. Who wants to choose other worlds? Of?"

"Nineteenth-century London was pretty good."

Yuanzi glanced at the stone gate not far away and said with admiration: "I just want to see what the romantic foggy England was like at that time!"

"Yuanzi, are you too worried?"

Xiaolan glanced at her best friend speechlessly: "If he is killed, he will also die in reality!"

"Xiaolan, what are you worried about..."

Sonoko patted her shoulder: "As long as Fujino-senpai is here, Jack the Ripper will be hammered to pieces!"

"That's right!"

"With Brother Fujino here, we can definitely get out!"

"What's wrong with the soup hand? If you hit it three times, five times five times two, it will be solved!"

A few of the little ones had a completely different style from the others, looking very excited.

"Ha ha……"

Fujino stared at the small ones and couldn't help but laugh.

Why do you feel that these little ones have no sense of participating in a life-threatening game?

That's right, after all, these guys often commit suicide.

There's nothing to be afraid of like Jack the Ripper.

…………

After making a decision, everyone headed towards the world of London in the old century.

Walking through a dark alleyway, there was a dazzling light at the end.

Fujino glanced at the end of the alley, hesitated, and then walked through.

The dazzling light is fleeting.

When Fujino opened his eyes again, his eyes had turned into a luxurious study and living room.

The warm yellow light shines on the red wallpaper in the study, reflecting the pattern of maple leaves.

There is a tall bookshelf placed in the right corner of the door entering the study. In front of the bookshelf is a long red sofa leaning against the wall.

Between the left side and the bedroom door, there is a writing desk, and in the middle of the wall slightly to the left, there is a fireplace decorated with brown wood and brass.

To the right of the fireplace is a test bench with various instruments, and to the left is a desk. Next to the desk is a deer skull fixed next to the bedroom door, and two shotguns hanging on the top of the door.

At this time, Fujino was sitting on the sofa next to the small coffee table in front of the fireplace, curiously looking at the surrounding environment.

However, he immediately noticed something was wrong.

Where did Xiao Ai, Conan, Xiao Lan Yuanzi and the others go?

Not spicy at all? !

"Mr. Holmes, the tea is ready!"

At this time, with a standard London accent, a woman wearing a black maid's dress from the Victorian period opened the door to the study and living room and walked in carrying a tray.

"Put it on the coffee table."

Fujino looked at the maid and gave instructions skillfully.

It’s just that the more I think about it, the more something is wrong.

After coming back to his senses, he asked the maid in surprise: "Wait, what did you just call me?"

"Mr. Holmes?"

The maid put the tea on the coffee table, poured a cup of black tea, and glanced at Fujino doubtfully: "Are you still awake?"

"Well, it's nothing. I was just distracted."

Fujino responded, picked up the black tea and took a sip to calm down his shock.

Okay, maid, familiar study.

He probably already understands what the situation is now.

Boy, he's become Sherlock Holmes!