Ke Xuezhuo's son-in-law

Chapter 437 Gamblers are not pitiful

The next banquet of the Suzuki family was scheduled for the evening of April 4. Tomoko Suzuki mentioned that Fujiwara had blocked Kidd many times and asked her eldest daughter to call and invite Fujiwara to attend the 19th anniversary of their Suzuki Group.

"It is an honor for me to participate in the Suzuki Foundation's anniversary celebration. Don't worry, Miss Ayako, I will definitely go there on time."

There is no need to hesitate when it comes to invitations from partners, friends, and parents. Besides, Xiaolan Yuanzi, Conan, and the others will be there, so it would be perfect for him to accompany them.

"That's good. If Fujiwara-kun comes over, Dark Star will be saved."

"Thank you for the compliment. I will do my best to protect Dark Star."

According to Fujiwara's memories of watching cartoons before, Dark Star is not the Pandora that Kuroba Kaito is looking for at all, and even many of the gems are not what he is looking for. However, Fujiwara cannot directly go to Kaito and tell him based on what he has watched in cartoons. Speaking from experience, you will come back empty-handed' kind of thing. On the one hand, he really couldn't explain why he knew it was not Pandora. On the other hand, if Kaito Kuroba did not continue to use the name of the Phantom Thief to move around, Fujiwara was afraid that there would be a big change similar to the butterfly effect that would affect the subsequent plot direction.

Putting aside the convenience provided by the system, in fact, Fujiwara's most reliable and trustworthy cheat is the general plot of Detective Conan. If this were gone, Fujiwara would not be able to do whatever he wanted and predict the future as he did before.

Just when he was about to hang up, a call came in. As soon as Fujiwara answered the call, he said, "Is this Mr. Fujiwara Hoshikai?"

"I am," Fujiwara replied.

"Oh, Mr. Fujiwara, based on the requirements you provided, we have selected several very suitable villas for you."

Recently, the more Fujiwara looked at it, the more he felt that the place where he lived now was too small. He thought about changing to a larger house for a while, and then building a luxurious villa when he really grew up in the future.

"When can I view the house?"

The other end of the phone paused for a moment and then replied:
  "Can it be Saturday the day after tomorrow?"

"Saturday the day after tomorrow?" Fujiwara glanced at the calendar on his phone in confusion. Today is Tuesday, June 13th.

"Well, do you think that's okay?"

"Okay." Fujiwara Xinghai said nonchalantly.

After hanging up the phone, Fujiwara Hoshimi walked out of the kitchen with a plate of fish and chips.

During the days when Xiaozi was away, Fujiwara was looking at the recipes and making some weird foods.

Although he has been studying it seriously for a while, he is always very entangled when it comes to actually doing it. How much oil should be heated in the pan before frying.

Although Mary didn't quite agree with the other party's cooking skills, she chose to accept it because the cooking was not unpalatable.

"By the way, what day is tomorrow?"

This sentence made Mary stunned for a moment. She glanced at the calendar on the wall with some confusion and replied:
  "Tomorrow is Thursday, April 11th, and the day after tomorrow is Saturday, May 17th."

"OK, I get it."

After breakfast, Mary and Fujiwara worked together to clear away the tableware.

While washing the pot, Fujiwara ordered Mary, who was playing with the dishes:

"You put the garbage in a bag and prepare it. I will throw it away later on the way to buy cigarettes."

"Okay, what should I do with these empty bottles that I don't use? Should I throw them away too?"

"No, you can use it to pay off the cigarettes, and you can change them when you go to the supermarket later. Do you have anything I need to bring?" "No." After Mary finished speaking, she took out the black plastic bag from the cupboard. , after putting the food waste inside, put the empty bottles and drink boxes into transparent bags and placed them in front of and behind the door. I went back to the bathroom and washed my hands. Then I sat on the sofa for a while, turned on the TV and changed the foreign language channel. Watched the British drama that was just introduced some time ago, MI4 Season 1 Episode 6.

After a while, Fujiwara hung the washed pot upside down on the pot rack in the kitchen, washed his hands, then walked to the entrance with the two bags Mary had prepared, put on his shoes and walked out of the office door.

In fact, the plot has developed so far that Conan has no need to live in the Maori Detective Agency. Anyway, he can't find any cases here. Unlike the original work, Xiaolan had already left the agency to go to Fei Yingli the night before Conan moved in.

After throwing away the garbage, Fujihara went to the smart recycler next to the supermarket and exchanged the bottles he brought for 1250 yen, which is almost the price of three boxes of cigarettes.

"Please bring me two boxes of No. 14 Skylark cigarettes, thank you."

Suddenly he remembered that he had heard that Seven Star cigarettes were famous before traveling through time, so he bought another box of No. 12 Seven Star cigarettes.

After paying, I noticed someone playing marbles on the machine next to me, so I took a few more curious glances.

Strangely enough, almost every supermarket in Neon has several similar machines for special groups of people to enjoy. According to Neon's laws, various venues cannot provide gambling games, but the machine manufacturer is also very mechanical, changing the gambling mechanism to gambling points, converting the points into steel balls, allowing customers to buy steel balls to play the game, and the steel balls won in the end can be exchanged for various Gifts or discounted into cash.

He himself had played it before, and after successfully losing a month's salary, he never touched this thing again.

Small gambling is both unpleasant and harmful to the body, and people with low self-control should not engage in it.

I saw the man's eyes fixed on the launch rod, holding a few steel balls in his hand, full of determination. His expression looked a little ferocious, and his eyes were bloodshot, as if he was determined to win back the steel ball he had lost before.

At this moment, the people around him stood behind the man and watched curiously, as if they had seen the man lose all their money.

The middle-aged man gently twisted the firing rod, and a steel ball popped out from the top, then aimed at a specific target area. The steel ball fell rapidly and collided with the obstacles in the marble area, making a crisp impact sound. However, luck was not on his side. The steel ball did not fall into the expected reward area, but bounced back to other areas.

This result made the middle-aged man frown slightly, but he was not discouraged. He fired several steel balls in succession, each time trying to adjust the intensity and angle of the launch, hoping to find the best point of entry. However, luck was still not on his side. The steel balls sometimes deviated from the track, sometimes collided with obstacles, and ultimately did not fall into the target area.

The situation began to look grim. Beads of sweat were already oozing out from the middle-aged man's forehead. His hand gripped the launch rod tightly, with a trace of despair in his eyes. Every failure hit his heart again and again, and he seemed to be stuck in a quagmire from which he could not escape.

As time went by, the middle-aged man's steel balls became fewer and fewer, his eyes began to become tired, and his mood became more and more depressed. Finally, the last steel ball was launched, bounced rapidly in the marble area, and then fell into a low-scoring area in a desolate manner.

Seeing this, Fujiwara walked out of the supermarket with a cigarette in his mouth. As soon as he lit the cigarette, he heard a roar from behind:

"Ah! I lost all my daughter's milk powder money!"

When I returned to the office, Fujiwara saw Mari watching a British drama, so he went over to watch it for a while and found that he couldn't understand this purely English plot without subtitles.

Although you can roughly guess what they are looking for through the characters' movements.
  "What are you talking about?" Fujiwara asked Mary.

"A former MP who embezzled public funds wrote a memoir and caused a sensation. The media wanted to publish the memoir. The Prime Minister ordered MI6 to get the memoir back. The cabinet minister also wanted to trip up the Prime Minister in the Senate meeting, so he also wanted to get the memoir, so he appointed himself The MI5 agents he led got the memoirs back before MI."

Fujiwara seemed confused, so he asked curiously, "Is it just two groups of people from the same organization fighting each other?"

"No, MI6 is under the control of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and the Prime Minister. MI5 is a tool for the cabinet to eliminate political opponents. It uses the cabinet's money to do things, so it is responsible for the cabinet ministers. It is usually peaceful and harmonious, but digs holes in each other behind the scenes."

After hearing this, Fujiwara nodded thoughtfully, "Okay, I may not come back until tonight if I have something to do tomorrow. Can you get some food for yourself?"

"can."

"Okay, I'll leave some money on the bookcase tomorrow, and you can order takeout yourself."

(End of this chapter)