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

Fuheshier, who was only focusing on the spirit of participation, showed a surprised expression. He stood up straight and looked a little more serious.

Mori Kogoro, who has already posed, has a smile on his face that has been completely frozen at the corner of his mouth, making him look extraordinarily funny.

Toru Amuro also showed a surprised expression, his lavender eyes widened slightly, obviously not understanding the lady's choice.

What broke this awkward silence was the clear, somewhat coquettish voice of a young man.

"Poor lady, why did you choose that crappy novice detective?" Taking advantage of his cute face and his young age, Osamu Dazai showed a bit of disappointment on his face.

Hearing this, Fu Heisher glanced at the young man who came out of nowhere, don't think he didn't know that this young man was also a novice detective.

The young woman took a deep breath: "Because, that gentleman seems very reliable and makes me feel very safe."

Conan looked at the thin bandaged boy, then at Uncle Mori who had a small stomach because of his love of beer, and then at Uncle Oda who looked like a bodybuilder.

Detective Conan showed sharp eyes, and white light of wisdom flashed continuously on the lens.

Tsk, Uncle Mao Li really lost in every aspect.

Noticing the surprised eyes of Mori Kogoro and the questioning eyes of the blond and black skin, Fuheshier's eyes stayed on the young lady with tears on her face: "Really, it really feels uncomfortable to be underestimated."

Although Mori Kogoro was very angry that he couldn't use it in his home field, he still threw the disposable medical gloves to Fuheshier: "In order to solve the case faster, let's do it together at the stage of collecting clues."

"Hey, you should know the principle of not destroying the scene." Mori Kogoro added.

"I still know this basic common sense." The ex-artist killer with keen five senses said helplessly.

During those years in the garbage heap, he had no magic power but looked for all ways to strengthen himself. Reconnaissance and counter-reconnaissance were not difficult for him.

Putting on the gloves, Fu Heisher walked to the side of the middle-aged man.

There was a large amount of blood on the ground and on the middle-aged man's body. It can be basically concluded that the cause of death of this man was a penetrating wound on the left chest, resulting in excessive blood loss.

Fu Heisher squatted down, out of professional habits, the first thing he noticed was the location of the wound: it deviated from the heart.

As a murderer who wants to kill someone on the street, he shouldn't make such a mistake in order to be able to effectively kill him with one blow.

Thinking of this, Fu Heisher carefully unzipped the victim's coat.

Seeing the tattered shirt pocket that just happened to be poked, Fu Heisher narrowed his eyes.

He stretched out his hand and took out a piece of something from his smashed pocket.

Everyone at the side focused their attention, especially Kogoro Mori who opened the bag and checked: "What did you find?"

"A scrap of paper soaked in blood." Fuheshier held up the completely invisible object and looked at the young woman: "Miss, do you know what this is in your father's pocket?"

"This size, is it a business card?" Mori Kogoro guessed.

"It should be, I don't know, maybe it's the advertising sales card I received on the way to travel." The young woman shook her head.

Fuheshier's eyes stayed on the woman's face for a moment, and then began to observe the middle-aged man again.

Although his face was ugly due to excessive blood loss, it was not difficult to see that the middle-aged man's skin was pale because he hadn't seen the sun all year round.

"Miss, what is your father's occupation?" Fuheshier asked.

"My father? He's a farmer," the woman said.

Fu Heisher looked at the thick callus on the inner side of the man's thumb and the deformed index finger joint due to frequent use, and nodded casually.

Then, Fu Heisher saw the little head approaching.

Because there was blood on his hands, Fu Heisher simply used his arms to control the elementary school student A's plan to come up.

When the little head was clamped by the strong arms, Conan subconsciously wanted to fire the anesthesia needle.

Then he remembered what happened before, and put down the watch resentfully.

"Let go of me, Uncle Oda." Conan struggled to break free.

"Nanase and Hui went out to play. It's better for children of your age not to play at the murder scene." Fu Heisher said seriously, and let go of his arms.

Conan snorted coldly in his heart: If it wasn't for Xiaolan not coming back to make lunch because of a job, maybe all members of the Detective Boys have started extracurricular practice here by this time.

Mori Kogoro, who heard the movement, realized that it was Conan running around at the scene of the murder.

He hammered Conan on the head angrily: "I told you hundreds of times, you are not allowed to play detective games at the crime scene."

Conan clutched the bag on his head and took a few steps back. He stared at the circled map that fell on the ground, and then ran back directly.

"Mr. Mori, is it okay for the child to just run out like that?" Toru Amuro asked.

"Don't worry, that kid has too many eyes and will be fine." Mori Kogoro waved his hand.

"By the way, Amuro, where did you find these two people?" Mori Kogoro asked.

"Just ahead, both of them were walking towards Mihua Avenue and wanted to leave by car, but because of the car accident ahead, I brought them back directly." Toru Amuro said.

"So, Amuro, did you find the murder weapon?" Mori Kogoro asked.

Toru Amuro shook his head: "However, I think there should be something in this guy's schoolbag."

The young man's schoolbag was grabbed by Kogoro Mori, and after the zipper was opened, a pack of sharpened control knives appeared in front of him.

Mori Kogoro looked at him sharply: "The criminal is you! Now you can take out the murder weapon!"

Toru Amuro had some doubts about the Mori Kogoro who was being taken care of by the organization in front of him.

He reminded with a smile: "Mr. Mao Li, none of the knives inside are stained with blood."

Moreover, Toru Amuro noticed that the young man's hands were very clean.

The famous detective Osamu Dazai sat on the flower bed and began to eat crab meat rice balls.

The money in his pocket is almost spent, but Osamu Dazai is very confident in himself.

After all, the two colleagues in front of me are really stupid, and Osamu Dazai is very confident in his detective career.

Mori Kogoro stood up: "Well, I'll follow the route the two left just now to find the murder weapon."

Conan ran back, panting and looked at the woman in front of him: "Big sister, are you and that uncle going to a ramen shop that is so delicious?"

"Yes, we were planning to go there." The woman nodded.

"I bought this rice flower tourist map at the convenience store at the back, and I asked the salesperson inside to find out when you left.

Why did it take so long for the straight line to pass through only a few roads? "Conan raised his head and asked.

"Because my father is not in good health, we walked very slowly." The young woman replied.

This answer is okay, but the question came again, and Conan continued to ask: "Then why do you want to do this road?

What I mean is that if you pass the traffic light on the left, you can go directly. Walking from here is a detour. "

Conan was keenly aware of something, but there was still a lack of evidence to support his reasoning.

"Because—" the woman was interrupted before she finished speaking.

Fu Heisher took off his gloves and stood up, looking at the young woman with bloodstains in his dark green eyes: "I have found the murderer who killed this gentleman."

The woman froze for a moment: "You, have you found the murderer yet?"

"Before that, let's settle the fee first." Fu Heisher stretched out his hand with an innocent face: "50, thanks for your patronage."

The woman took out her wallet with a dumbfounded expression, and added up all the banknotes just right.

Fu Heisher ignored everyone's complicated gazes, and looked at the woman: "You are the murderer, Miss Client."

"You, what are you talking about?

I see you are handsome and muscular, so I asked you to reason. You can't talk nonsense? "The woman's face flushed.

"Don't be angry, I will slowly reason to you, after all, Miss Client has been waiting for this murder plan for many years, hasn't she?" Fu Heisher said.

"This gentleman is not living in the country to travel, but a prisoner who was just released from prison today.

His thumb and forefinger have been used for many years and even deformed, which should be caused by years of folding kraft paper bags in prison.

The reason for his pale skin is also because he has been in a prison that does not see the sun all year round. " Fuhesher said.

"What nonsense are you talking about, do you have any evidence?" The young woman looked angry.

"Didn't the evidence be destroyed by you, that contact card." Fuheshier explained to Conan who was still a little confused.

"In Japan, a parole prisoner must carry a contact card called a "convict card" because the liaison officer will call him at any time.

As for the child's question, the reason why he walked so slowly was because he was very cautious.

Prisoners released on parole are treated strictly during the first three months.

If they break the traffic rules, they will be thrown into prison again. " Fuhesher replied.

"What about the murder weapon?" the woman asked calmly.

"Miss Client, you chose this time to do it because the weather is fine." Osamu Dazai said lazily after crumpling up the rice ball paper.

Amuro was stunned for a moment, stepped on the flower bed and grabbed the red roof of Poirot's coffee shop, where a half-melted ice cone lay.

"At first, I thought that you must be such a handsome boy that you can't be reused, but I didn't expect Mr. Detective to be very powerful." The woman replied with a smile.

Actually, he just admitted it.

Conan looked puzzled, he looked at the young woman: "Why, why did Big Sister kill him?"

"Because he killed my mother on this street 20 years ago." The woman explained to the little boy with a puzzled look: "At that time, I was a little younger than you."

"However, he has already paid the price for this, and the law has sanctioned him, hasn't he?" Conan was a little emotional.

"Twenty years is the price that the law judged him to pay for my mother's life. It's not enough." The woman looked at the corpse on the ground and let out a long sigh of relief.

The police arrived belatedly and took away the victim and the murderer, and Fu Heisher also turned and left.

Fu Heisher, who was going to play steel balls, walked around the corner and saw three children with bright eyes.

"Hey, how long have you been listening here?" Fu Heisher rubbed his head.

"It didn't take long, Uncle Shi'er, your reasoning is great!" Karasuma Nanase raised two thumbs up without hesitation.

Atsushi Nakajima followed suit, and raised his thumbs up with sparkling eyes.

Fu Heihui looked at his father unexpectedly. It was the first time he had seen his father engage in such a serious job when he grew up.

His son was shocked and looked at Fu Heisher with an admiring expression. He was refreshed, and he waved his hand: "What do you want to eat? I'll treat you."

Rice Hospital.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke, who just woke up, was a little wary when he saw the unfamiliar environment, and his first reaction was to sit up and pull out the needle in his hand.

The door of the ward was pushed open, and Yin walked in holding a bouquet of flowers, with a surprised expression on his face: "Brother, you finally woke up."

Akutagawa Ryunosuke looked warily at the red-haired boy behind Gin, and Oda Sakunosuke smiled at the little boy in front of him: "Ryunosuke, you finally woke up."

A layer of cut fruit, a layer of warm meals, and a carton of strawberry milk.

"Do you want me to feed it?" Oda Sakunosuke recalled the last time Nanase was sick, and naturally picked up the spoon.

Ryunosuke Akutagawa's face flushed red and he began to cough again. After his breathing calmed down, he took a deep breath: "I can eat by myself."

Although his hands and feet were weak, Akutagawa Ryunosuke still held the spoon firmly and delivered the food to his mouth.

The little boy who was seriously ill holding his rice bowl and eating seriously is so cute.

Oda Sakunosuke's smile became more and more loving, and he handed over the milk with the straw inserted in the gap between the spoon stopped.

After eating half of it, Akutagawa Ryunosuke realized that his belly was round.

He glanced at the food in confusion, he didn't have the habit of wasting food when he lived on Leibo Street.

"Don't eat if you can't eat, your stomach is still very weak." Oda Sakunosuke pushed the lunch box away after understanding his intention.

"Ryunosuke, I have something I want to talk to you about." Oda Sakunosuke said gently.

"Is it about the orphanage?

Gold bricks should be very valuable, right? If we don't live in an orphanage, we will live well by ourselves. " Akutagawa Ryunosuke said.

"Ryunosuke, I want to adopt you and Xiaoyin." Oda Sakunosuke said seriously.

"You already have two children in your family." Akutagawa Ryunosuke answered irrelevantly: "Besides, we don't need parents."

"Now there are three, Atsushi is the little boy with white hair who agreed to be adopted by me." Oda Sakunosuke said.

"If you want to adopt cute and innocent children, I'm not in this range." Akutagawa Ryunosuke said.

He didn't know how cute he was when he puffed up and said he wasn't cute.

"I currently run a bookstore and write as a sideline.

We live on the second floor of the bookstore. There are five people in our family, two dogs and one cat.

The man driving the car is Shier, Hui's father.

You should have met the two older children, Nanase and Hui, and they get along very well, right?

Last night we cleaned up the room together, Ryunosuke, do you like a room where you can see the loquat tree from the window? "Oda Sakunosuke asked.

The door of the ward was gently pushed open, and Ryunosuke Akutagawa looked forward to seeing his sister poking in.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke, who resisted like a pufferfish fished out of the water, took a deep breath: "Adopt my silver, what is your purpose?"

Having grown up in the slums, he knows that everything has a price.

"It's not the parents, it's the family." Oda Sakunosuke thought about it for a while: "As for the purpose, I hope you can grow up healthy and happy."

The Ming and Dark Bookstore closed early today, but the second floor was very lively.

After returning from the first cat cafe, Dundun, who had no experience in dealing with smells, was disgusted by Butterfly.

"Don't be sad, I'll take you to see Meowta tomorrow." Karasuma Nanase patted his head.

Then he asked the question that had been pent up in his stomach for a long time: "Did Dun Dun cut his hair by himself?"

"It was cut by the director of the orphanage." Atsushi Nakajima tilted his head in confusion.

"So it's the dean of the part-time teacher Tony, this hairstyle is very individual." Karasuma Nanase praised.

Although I don't know, Nakajima Atsushi, who seems to be praised by his sister, decided to keep this hairstyle in the future.

Fu Heihui brought the snacks to the table, and after finding that even sweets could not make his new brother feel better, he fell into thinking.

"Brother Hui?" Atsushi Nakajima noticed a serious expression on the little fair face of the urchin-headed brother.

"Want to play with Xiaohei Xiaobai?" Fu Heihui asked.

Although he didn't know what Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai were, Nakajima Atsushi nodded.

"Jade dogs!" Fu Heihui drew a hand shadow, and two jade dogs appeared in the living room.

I don't know why, but Xiaohei and Xiaobai saw Atsushi Nakajima's enthusiasm almost equal to Osamu Dazai who was drifting on the sea.

Karasuma Nanase's mood was a little delicate.

Atsushi Nakajima originally thought that his new brother was joking with him, and then felt that the sofa around him was sunken, and then the furry touch appeared on both sides.

His knees sank, Atsushi Nakajima touched subconsciously, and then stars appeared in those dull eyes.

It turns out that Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai are big invisible dogs.

However, which one is Xiao Hei and which is Xiao Bai?

"Xiao Hei?" Atsushi Nakajima called out expectantly.

The big dog in his arms wagged his tail and responded, "Wow——"

"Xiaobai?" Atsushi Nakajima had an expectant smile on his face.

This time, what responded to him was a saliva attack that picked up his clothes.

Karasuma Nanase turned her head and asked, "Xiaohui, do you want me to change my hairstyle as well? I feel that people in Yokohama have a lot of personality."

Fu Heihui handed her the strawberry milk, and said in a serious tone, "Nanase, you don't need to change your hairstyle to be a girl with a lot of character."

Akutagawa Ryunosuke, who was very reluctant to be hospitalized, finally insisted on going home to live, but he will have to visit frequently in the future.

"Here we are, we will live here from now on." Oda Sakunosuke pushed open the door.

Three pairs of slippers have been neatly prepared at the entrance, and the air is filled with the smell of food.

The orange light looked extremely warm, and the three children ran over from the living room when they heard the sound, and said in unison, "Welcome home."

Fuheshier, who was wearing a little yellow chicken apron, poked his head out of the kitchen with a pot in his hand: "The time is just right, dinner is about to start."

Compared with Atsushi, Ryunosuke's kid has a "don't beat me" temperament.

"Ryunosuke, I'm sister Nanase, my name is sister." Karasuma Nanase said with a smile.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke's impression of her was still the image of crying last night, so the cruel boy turned his head: "Nanase."

A very temperamental little devil, she likes this kind of new brother the most.

Karasuma Nanase smiled a little more.

"My sister." Karasuma Nanase repeated it patiently.

Ryunosuke's temper also came up: "Seven—" Before he finished speaking, a bean paste bun was stuffed into his mouth.

"Ryunosuke eats more of the most popular bean paste buns in Mihua Town," Karasuma Nanase said.

Ryunosuke, who ate red bean paste for the first time, felt his heart was hit. How could there be such a wonderful red bean paste in this world!

Small colored bubbles appeared behind Ryunosuke who was holding a bean paste bag.

Karasuma Nanase, who was lying on the balcony, waved downstairs: "This famous detective passing by, would you like to have dinner with us?"

The bandaged boy waved his hand and walked up briskly.

When Oda Sakunosuke and Fuheshier appeared in the kitchen with the main course, they saw six children waiting to be fed.

"Buying an eight-person table is really a wise choice." Fuheshier said with emotion.

The lid of the casserole was opened, and the visceral hot pot with the soup sipping continuously appeared in front of my eyes.

"To celebrate the prosperity of the Oda family, let's raise our glasses." Karasuma Nanase raised the Coke cup.

"To celebrate this fruitful trip to Yokohama." Oda Sakunosuke said.

The dinner at the Oda family officially kicked off.

"Crab meat is so sweet." Osamu Dazai showed a happy expression while eating the crab.

"Of course, Uncle Shi'er has been picking in the fish market for a long time." Karasuma Nanase said.

The sensible child consciously took on the task of washing dishes, while Karasuma Nanase found the young man blowing the air on the balcony.

Karasuma Nanase patted the young man's waist, Fuheisher looked down and saw something in the little girl's hand.

"What is this?" Fu Heisher felt that this delicate size was very similar to the business cards that he would always receive from various women in the past.

"If Uncle Shier wants to be a detective, how can he not have a business card?" Karasuma Nanase said, holding her face.

His name and phone number are printed on the business card, Detective Oda of Mihua Town?

It was a gift beyond his imagination.

Fu Heisher glanced at the kid who looked like I was awesome: "Don't think I don't know, you made it with the printer downstairs."

"I designed the layout myself, and Xiaohui also helped." Karasuma Nanase said confidently.

"Thank you for your gifts." Fu Heisher rubbed the little girl's hair and smiled.

On the back of the business card, which he hadn't seen, was his photo.I don't know when the photo was taken, but it perfectly shows his proud figure and can be posted on the gym flyer at any time.

There is also a slogan: The most warm detective in Mihua Town, waiting for your commission.