[Comprehensive] Start a family with Fu Heijun in the world of Ke Xue

The holiday pet cafe is always full of people, and when the last wave of customers leave, Zenyuan Naoya feels that hiccups smell like dried meat.

He raised his head proudly, and jumped onto the floor in a crowd, next to the waiter.

The little sister who was cleaning the cat food that fell out on the floor picked him up: "Miaotai, don't eat any more.

You ate too much jerky today, so you will gain weight very quickly. "

"I don't know how to eat fat. I'm a handsome man with abs." Zenyuan Naoya rolled his eyes.

One of his paws rested on the young lady's leg, trying to contact the kid with red eyes by communicating with the young lady.

Zenyuan Naoya has very good eyesight, he remembers very clearly that he was holding on to the cage tightly, and that red-eyed kid took some money from this young lady.

That's why Zenyuan Zhizai worked so hard today, because there is no doubt that this woman is the eyeliner of the little devil!

The clever young man in the Buddhist monastery thought so, and continued to tease the young lady.

"Do you want to play with my sister? Miaotai, you are really energetic, are your eyes uncomfortable? Is there a foreign object in your eyes?" The young lady touched his forehead and said.

Zenyuan Naoya, who failed to communicate, simply lay down on the cushion next to him, curled up into a ball and shut himself up on the spot.

The crow outside the window tilted its head, seeing this scene in its eyes.

No, nothing, Zenyuan Fan realized after walking all over the streets and alleys of Mihua Town that he didn't feel the remnant of Zenyuan Naoya's mantra here.

Could it be that Zenyuan Naoya didn't come here?

Or did that guy find traces of Shire and leave the city?

Seeing that it was getting dark, Zenyuan Fan, who had found nothing, chose to stay here temporarily.

After all, the only clue he has right now is Mihua Town.

Zenyuan Fan closed his eyes and lost consciousness for a moment.

In the dream, I was standing in the living room where the Zenyuan family was discussing affairs. In front of me was my elder brother who seemed to have more wrinkles on his face after drinking a lot.

Chanyuan Fan frowned, and he noticed Naoya, who had more mature facial features, which he found annoying, and an older one, Shiichi, standing beside him.

Chanyuan Fan couldn't tell what was in front of him for a moment, he looked towards the courtyard, but the cage-like place of the Chanyuan family seemed to have not changed for decades.

Even the trees in the yard looked unchanged.

Chanyuan Fan looked at his palm, still in a daze.

Did he fall into some strange spell without realizing it?

No, the magic power flowing in the body made Chanyuan Fan deny this idea.

Are you dreaming?

Did you dream about the future?

"Father, as you are getting older, it is time to consider the candidate for the next generation head of the Chanyuan family." Naoya Zenyuan, who has dyed yellow hair, said in an extremely unfilial tone.

Ah, this tone is really familiar, has this kid not changed for so many years?

What an unfilial boy, even though he is a legitimate son, if Maki and Zhenyi dared to talk to him like this in such an unfilial tone, he would definitely beat them to death.

In the subconscious of the Chanyuan fan: I am dreaming, which is being quietly modified.

"The glory of the Zenyuan family belongs to every member of the Zenyuan family, so I choose to give this position to the most powerful man." Chanyuan Fan felt his heart tighten when he heard this.

The Chanyuan fan subconsciously looked out of the door, and a burly figure was reflected in the paper door.

The Chanyuan fan's pupils contracted, and it looked like the tall man who walked in.

After the young man with the scar on the corner of his mouth glanced at him, a smile appeared on his face.

This reaction reminded Zenyuan Fan of the memory of being beaten away by this man without any magic power in the past, and Zenyuan Fan was so angry that his whole body trembled.

"We can't let him be the head of the family, he has no qualifications." In the room without sunlight, the fan of the Chanyuan said expressionlessly.

Anyone can do it, but Shir can't!

Naoya of the Zen Academy on the side folded his arms and did not speak, and even the position of the concubine was to stand on the side of the concubine.

"That being said, how can I believe that, Uncle Shan, you are really not interested in the position of Patriarch?" Zenyuan Naoya asked.

"Let's prove it with the lives of my two worthless daughters." Chanyuan Fan turned and left.

Chanyuan Fan looked at the twin daughters hugging each other, he hated their weakness.

Therefore, Chanyuan Fan drew out his saber without hesitation.

The moment the blood spattered on his face, Chanyuan Shan felt a sense of relief inexplicably, as if he had killed his weak self.

In the next second, his world was completely plunged into darkness.

in the real world.

The law and order in Mihua Town has always been very unstable. For example, the door of the hotel room is now opened from the outside.

A prisoner X with a black face and a ferocious smile walked in holding a dagger, making this stranger feel the simple folk customs of Mihua Town.

Zenyuan Zhenyi, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly woke up. She clutched the skirt of her chest and took a deep breath.

Zenyuan Zhenyi opened his eyes, and saw a pair of brown eyes with the same shock.

The little girl Maki from the Chanyuan who had too little mana power was stunned. She felt that the mantra power in her body had never been so full.

It's like going from a white female ticket player to vip15 level in one fell swoop, Chanyuan Maki feels that she can see curses without special glasses now.

"F-what happened? Zhenyi, did you also feel the sudden magic power?" Chanyuan Maki's eyes sparkled.

"Sister, are you too?" Wrapped in the quilt, the two little sisters chatted excitedly.

In a rubbish place like the Chanyuan House, the sudden appearance of spell power represented that the twin sisters could take another step towards their goal of becoming powerful magicians.

"Nanase, your crepe." Fukuro Megumi handed the crepe to the smiling little girl.

"Remember to brush your teeth after eating, but Nanase what were you doing just now?" Fukurohui looked at the open window.

"I'm helping the unqualified father who wants a daughter to become a phoenix to fulfill his last wish." Karasuma Nanase scooped up a big mouthful of ice cream and said vaguely.

Fukurohui could only hear a few words clearly, he was about to ask what Karasuma Nanase had jumped off the sofa and ran to the door.

Oda Sakunosuke skillfully hugged the little girl who had thrown herself on her calf: "Haven't you slept so late?"

"Because Oda Sakuno hasn't come back yet." The little girl's voice was sweet and soft, and Oda Sakunosuke smiled.

"Me too, I couldn't sleep because I was so excited about the trip." Fu Heihui swiped his cheek with his index finger, and his fair face flushed.

Fu Heisher, who rarely saw his son so cute, leaned on his face with a look of surprise.

"Odasaku, where are we going to play tomorrow?" Karasuma Nanase said vaguely.

"Nanase, don't talk while eating." Oda Sakunosuke thought for a while: "You will know when you get up tomorrow."

"By the way, where's Dazai?" Oda Sakunosuke asked.

"Brother Dazai has already fallen asleep, and fell asleep within 5 minutes after lying on the bed." Fu Heihui pointed to the slightly raised quilt.

The slender boy was covered in the quilt, with only a handful of black hair exposed.

Originally, Fu Heihui was worried because this sleeping position was uncomfortable no matter what.

"You must be very tired. After all, you have played drifting games on the sea for a long time." Karasuma Nanase said softly.

the next day.

Kidney Yuhito, who was trying on a felt doll, saw a high school student who suddenly appeared in the room: "Brother Wu, you are back!"

"I brought you a present. This is the perfect red velvet cake from a pastry shop in Kyoto!" Gojo Satoru said holding up the bag.

Jia Ruozi on the side looked at Gojo Wujo in a black suit in surprise: "Wu, where have you been?"

"I went to the funeral. The younger brother of the Patriarch of the Zen Academy was robbed by ordinary people and killed while he was out on a mission." Gojo Satoru rubbed his head and said.

"Huh? The conjurer of the Yusan family actually—" Jia Ruozi felt that this matter sounded outrageous.

Gojo Satoru thought about the elder brother who didn't feel sad, the wife who was indifferent, and the two happy children who were said to have received the magic power given by their father as an inheritance: "But the ending is not bad, it's a joyful death."

Karasuma Nanase was woken up by pinching her face, and when she opened her eyes, she saw Fu Heisher's retracted hand.

"Uncle Shi Er, don't you feel ashamed to bully children?" Karasuma Nanase rubbed her head, subconsciously looking at the bed beside her.

"The brat who promised to get up early today but stays in bed has no right to criticize me." Fu Heisher said.

"Hui got up early in the morning to wash up, don't you feel ashamed, Nanase?" Fu Heisher asked back.

"Also, don't look at it. The second-year kid who likes to wear bandages left early in the morning." Fu Heisher said.

Karasuma Nanase's first reaction when he heard this was to breathe a sigh of relief.

"I thought you liked the second brat in the bandage." Fu Heisher said as he simply pulled the little girl out of the quilt.

Karasuma Nanase, who left the warm bed at once, struggled vigorously: "Uncle Shi Er, you are going too far.

Tell you, one day I will grow taller and stronger than you! "

Fu Heisher looked at her for a while, then turned his head: "Pfft——"

"Sure enough, you haven't woken up yet. What are you talking about?" The man with an extremely powerful body laughed.

As if to reciprocate the joke, he directly carried the flailing little girl to the bathroom.

"It's not that I don't like him, I just think this family is full and there is no need to add any more members." Karasuma Nanase pointed out.

"Little ghost, don't you forget that I was hired by you?" Fu Heisher said.

"Since this is the case, Uncle Shi Er usually pays more attention to Xiaohui and thinks about Xiaohui's future." Karasuma Nanase said.

"Isn't there still you?

Ena kid's future will probably be engraved with your name. "You're going to be a terrible woman when you grow up.

Fu Heisher glanced at her: "Besides, why am I not interested in him?"

"Then, may I ask which class Xiaohui and I study in Teidan Elementary School?" Karasuma Nanase asked.

Second grade, class A or class C?

Fu Heisher, who was completely confused, chose to remain silent.

But as a cheeky adult, he said immediately after a few minutes: "If necessary, I can also pick you and Hui to and from school every day, but it will cost extra."

"What extra money?" Fu Heihui, who came out of the restaurant and was about to go back upstairs to find the two, only heard the last half of the sentence.

"It was Uncle Shir who said that we would increase our pocket money." Karasuma Nanase said.

Fu Heihui looked at his father suspiciously, but finally said nothing.

It was rare to have a peaceful and comfortable sleep, and the black-haired boy with a refreshing smile on his face began to explore the city.

Walking on the streets of Yokohama, Osamu Dazai couldn't help thinking of the interesting family he met yesterday.

If there is fate, maybe they will meet again.

three hours later.

A beer factory with a sense of age, in a subtle scene.

Amidst the victims lying in a pool of blood and the constant screams, the excited Osamu Dazai waved at them: "What a coincidence, we meet again!"

"Hey, do you know this brat?" The man in sunglasses with a quack air said viciously to them.

"He's our friend, what happened?" asked Oda Sakunosuke.

"This kid is the suspect who killed Brother Haruoka." The man in the sunglasses said.

"It shouldn't be, this big brother came at the same time as us.

But judging from the stiffness on the surface of the corpse, Haruoka had been dead for more than an hour. Conan, who was squatting beside the corpse, pushed his glasses.

The man in sunglasses froze for a moment, rolled up his sleeves and walked up: "You kid, who allowed you to get close to the corpse? You are also suspects!"

"Sorry, Conan come here quickly." Mao Lilan hugged Conan, apologetic.

Mori Kogoro stood in front of his daughter: "Sir, please calm down, the child I brought is right, this gentleman has indeed been dead for more than an hour.

So as customers, we have no time to commit crimes. On the contrary, all three staff members in this factory are all suspects! "

This former criminal policeman only showed a serious and reliable look when it came to wife and daughter issues, and he immediately bluffed people.

A woman in a skirt is still sobbing, and a young man in a suit is constantly wiping sweat.

"Let me tell you, I am the sleeping Mori Kogoro, the famous detective of Mihua Town, so I will solve this case this time!" Mori Kogoro said confidently.

The neglected Oda family has already walked to the corpse very naturally.

Fu Heihui, who participated in the youth detective team for one year, is no longer Fu Heihui.

Now he has mastered the basic skills: "The dead man's knuckles became stiff, and the time of death was indeed about an hour."

Oda Sakunosuke, who has many years of child labor experience: "The murder weapon seems to be a 0.38 caliber revolver."

Fu Heisher looked at the beer keg aside, relying on his powerful five senses, he found that something seemed to be sticking to the beer keg.

"Hey, why are you guys surrounded by yourself, what nonsense are you talking about?" the man in sunglasses said.

Karasuma Nanase looked at the man who was walking towards here angrily.

The diverted sight, the body leaning back, the flickering eyes, this guy's heart is extremely fearful and uneasy.

Fu Heisher moved his neck, his proud and plump muscles and that dangerous breath made the voice of the man in sunglasses get softer and weaker.

Fuheshier glanced at the bearded man who always lost to him. If this level is reasoning, then he can do it too.

"We are also detectives from Mihua Town and want to assist in the investigation," Fuheshier said.

It's just that his body language seems to say: If you don't let me check, I will stuff you in a beer barrel with one hand.

"Then what's going on with these two brats?" The man in the sunglasses said in a weaker voice.

"Don't you know? In our rice flower town, the combination of detectives and elementary school students is standard." Fu Heisher said with a rascal face.