Chapter 684 Fujino: I advise you to be kind

Fujino looked away and didn't worry too much about the little old man.

Turning around, he looked into the warehouse.

At this time, Xiaolan was taking the initiative to help collect the fragments of the casing, and looked to the side...

Fujino discovered another sneaky figure.

A little man was squatting on the ground, looking at something secretly.

Conan seems to have discovered something again!

"Conan, what are you looking at?"

Fujino walked forward slowly and quietly, squatting down behind Conan.

"Fuji...Fujino?"

"Why, is there anything else shameful?"

"of course not!"

Conan was speechless for a moment, obviously frightened.

This guy Fujino is so outrageous...

There is no sound when walking!

Are you afraid it's not a ghost?

After calming down, he showed his hand to Fujino.

"Marbles?"

Fujino looked at the glass ball in his little hand in front of him, murmuring and narrowing his eyes slightly.

Conan nodded and said, "I just found this, and it fell to the ground."

"It's unreasonable..."

Fujino thought for a moment, stared at the key 'evidence' in front of him, and began to make his own guess.

"It's really unreasonable."

Conan nodded in agreement, put the glass ball in front of his eyes and took a look. Then he turned to Fujino and said, "Why do you think this thing appears here?"

"Don't pass it over!"

Fujino backed away with a look of disgust on his face, "This thing is dirty."

"???"

Conan's head was filled with questions. He brought it up to his nose and smelled it without licking it: "There's no smell..."

"Oh, there is no need to know this kind of thing. I can only say that everyone who understands understands..."

Fujino sighed meaningfully and said sincerely: "You are still too young, so it is normal that you don't understand some things. You will understand when you grow up."

"???"

Conan's head was filled with questions again.

What does it mean to be too young, I don’t understand?

I'm small in some way, I'm super big, okay?

What do I, a seventeen-year-old high school student, still don’t understand?

You are so small, aren’t you?

Can the Riddler die?

Conan complained silently in his heart. Then he suddenly frowned and glanced at Fujino who had a meaningful look. He suddenly thought of something:

Wait...this guy seems to be eighteen years old.

Martha, is this some forbidden knowledge? !

…………

Fujino didn't care whether Conan was thinking about pink bubbles or yellow bubbles.

Glass balls will appear in the warehouse where pottery is stored.

With his little knowledge, there were three possibilities.

One is that a child accidentally left it behind when he came over to play with glass balls, and the other is that there is someone here who likes to play with glass balls as a child.

The last one is the strange play between the young madam and her young apprentice whose ulterior relationship has not yet been determined...

Well, before he was sure, he could only think in the worst direction.

On second thought, he looked at the glass ball again: "Brother Conan, why do you think this glass ball is here?"

"The glass ball here is indeed a bit strange..."

Conan gathered his chin and answered naturally: "Just now, Miss Tsuchiya broke the Feng Shui pill, and a glass ball suddenly appeared on the scene. Maybe..."

Halfway through his words, Conan suddenly frowned and felt something was wrong.

Why did Fujino's words suddenly feel a little more intimate?

It even seemed a little familiar, and I couldn't help but start reasoning...

Forehead……

With this thought in his mind, Conan suddenly realized something and looked at Fujino with a speechless expression:

Could it be that Fujino has transformed into a brother-in-law like Megure Jusan? !

"Well, it is indeed a possibility."

Fujino glanced at the glass ball in Conan's hand who was passive in answering his brother's question, but was interrupted midway in casting the spell. He glanced back at the people behind him who were cleaning up the mess, and slowly said: "It seems that Feng Shui Pill has solved this matter. , it’s not simple.”

"yes."

Conan observed the people around him and echoed: "It seems that this matter is not simple, but there is no evidence now..."

"You can't say it even without evidence."

"Why?"

"Do you think it's okay to destroy other people's family harmony?"

"Well...it seems that is indeed the case."

"I advise you to be kind."

"..."

Conan had a dog shift expression on his face.

Advise me to be kind?

Are you really qualified to persuade me to be kind, you wicked old man?

I don't know if I'm kind or not.

But you are a real dog!

"Conan, and Fujino-senpai, stop standing around and come help!"

"Brother Fujino said he wanted to tell me something that children don't understand, so I'm here!"

"Eh?! What kids don't understand?!"

Fujino: "..."

You kid, my advice to you to be kind is in vain, right?

If I don't let your neck sink for three days, your whole body will feel uncomfortable...

…………

Time flies by.

Although they were guests, Fujino Xiaoai and Xiaolan still helped the young lady Masuko Tsuchiya prepare dinner.

Conan, who didn't know how to cook, and Sonoko, who wasn't very proficient in cooking, could only wait for the meal to start.

Fujino has been observing silently, for fear that the meal will turn into a banquet.

Fortunately, it went quite smoothly. Although it was a bit suspenseful, the murder did not happen in the end.

In the living room, everyone sat around the table and ate barbecue. On a rare good day, the old man also took out his own wine. However, since Fujino was a high school student and had to drive back, he could only drink Drinking alone by those present...

There was nothing wrong with the others. The young lady Tsuchiya Masuko was not good at drinking. After drinking, she started to act drunk.

"Hahaha, it's nothing!"

Tsuchiya Masuko's face was flushed, and her rich face looked rosy when drunk. She held a wine bottle and shouted: "Anyway, my dad doesn't have long to live. He has only a few works in the past few years. Before he dies, It’s also nice to be able to find a home for your work!”

Fujino: "..."

Kikuemon is indeed getting older.

At this age, to put it bluntly, the banquet may be opened at any time...

But this young lady actually said it so directly.

It’s really the power of filial piety!

"Young lady!"

"OK OK!"

Kikuemon pressed Kaoru Otani down, and with a blushing face, he picked up the wine glass and took a sip: "I am not young anymore. I can only produce two or three works a year. It is indeed true..."

"Two or three?"

Suzuki Sonoko was confused: "Didn't Mr. Kikuemon produce more than ten items last year?"

"Okay, okay, don't mention the canning thing!"

At this time, Tsuchiya Masuko suddenly changed the topic with a wine glass and suggested: "Let's talk more about Detective Fujino's handling of the case!"

"yes!"

Kikuemon echoed: "Let's talk about the one on the Ryukyu plane that caused a sensation at that time!"

Fujino responded helplessly and began to describe it in detail according to his own memory.

But at the same time, looking at Tsuchiya Masuko, a flash of thought flashed in his eyes.