Russian Rice Ball Feeding Manual

"It's counseling. What about being a detective? Fei Jia has always been very smart." Mingliu blinked and grabbed Fyodor's clothes, "Absolutely, definitely not criminal counseling, right?"

"Master Fyodor has helped me a lot. Thanks to you, the problem that has troubled me for half a year has finally disappeared."

The guest, a samurai who called himself Fujita Yamaji, touched the knife subconsciously when he said the word "disappear".When the corners of the mouth were pulled up, the scar that ran through half of the face was also pulled, and the skin that had not healed well wrinkled into horrible lines.

"Fei Jia, it's really an ordinary consultation, right?"

Ming Liu asked again.

Like a humble kitten, asking unbelievable things over and over again.

So Fyodor could only take the time to answer him, put all his eyes into those eyes, and coaxed gently: "Well, it's an ordinary consultation."

"That's good." Ming Liu added a word worriedly, "Then Fei Jian can promise not to commit murder?"

Fyodor was a little hesitant, which is rare. Mingliu's request probably cannot be agreed at will. It is definitely not difficult to deceive him, but the consequences are not certain.And Mr. Mingliu's intuition was unexpectedly accurate, he never said that he was a criminal consultant.

He was distracted for a moment, and what he showed was that his purple eyes moved to the left, and he was immediately pulled back by the touch of his hand.Ming Liu pulled his sleeves a bit too hard.

"I promise, I won't do those things myself. Except for self-protection." His last sentence was with a smile, "Self-protection shouldn't be too much, right?"

"Ah."

Ming Liu got the answer he wanted, and was completely relieved.He no longer cared about Fei Jia's work, quit voluntarily, and went to the kitchen to search for snacks.

"Master Fyodor, the person who got in the way has already left. How can I repay the help you gave me before?" Fujita said, "You can take everything I have."

He knew Fyodor from a website.As an old-school warrior, he had no interest in the technology brought by those heavenly beings, but maybe it was God's will. When he was at his worst, an Internet cafe took him in.When he was doing part-time work, he developed extra curiosity and learned how to use a computer.

It's not so much that he found this anonymous website, but rather that this website found him.

The manager of the site, Majin.It claims to be able to answer anything and accomplish anything.

【How could such a thing happen. ] Fujita asked his own question with a mocking attitude.

[Having ruined everything by a powerful guy, how do I get revenge? 】

As a result, it was really answered.

Received a private message in the mailbox soon.

Demon: [Why don't you try it? 】

Fujita still held a contemptuous attitude: [He is protected by top mercenaries when he travels, and there are ninjas hidden in the dark. I only have one person, to die? 】

Demon: [Those are trivial matters, Mr. Fujita.What matters is whether you have the courage. 】

Fujita was taken aback.

【How do you know my name? 】

Moren: [This website was created by me, that is to say, it is not anonymous to me. 】

Fujita regretted it more or less, he shouldn't be so impulsive, if the content he sent out was seen, then this little life he saved with great difficulty will also disappear.

Majin: [Mr. Fujita worked in the embassy before, he seems to be a samurai guard?The family has a wife and daughter, and the salary is enough to live on, so I am very happy. 】

Moren: [The result is that he lost his job because he contradicted the heaven and man.He was targeted everywhere, the house burned down, and even his wife and daughter lost their lives in the fire. 】

Demon: [I heard that at that time, Fujita's natural wife was pregnant in June?How pathetic. 】

【do not talk! 】Fujita typed this line out of control, almost smashing the keyboard with force, 【Why do you know so much? 】

There was no immediate answer on the other side.But Fujita seemed to hear a chuckle, it was the voice of a devil.

Demon: [I know everything.Mr. Fujita, in fact, what you hate the most is yourself, right?Kong has a body of force, the cowardly self who dare not take revenge, the self who has lost everything, holds his anger in his heart, and dare not even get angry. 】

It was the self who knelt at the boss’s feet, begging him not to fire him, the self who groveled and humbled beside the gods, the self who was beaten to the ground outside the house during the fire, and watched everything dissipate. Yes, the self who is trying to survive.

【It's fine. 】Fujita, who was stiff all over, saw this line, and the whisper of the devil seemed to be salvation, 【I will help you, Mr. Fujita. 】

[As long as you are willing to believe me. 】

Even the devil.Fujita thought.

Even if it is a devil, the one who can pull him out of hell is his god.

so......

Fujita looked at Fyodor enthusiastically: "No matter what you want, I will help you complete it."

Fyodor-sama perfectly formulated the plan only through some situations he dictated.The celestial being who caused him to lose everything really died of assassination as he expected.

"Regardless of everything?" Fyodor subconsciously bit his nails again, "There is no need for Mr. Fujita to do anything."

"But I..." Fujita showed anxiety on his face, and unconsciously leaned forward, "Let me follow you! You don't need a weak cat by your side..."

To his surprise, Fyodor laughed, silently.The long and narrow eyes were bent, filled with a smile. "Weak cat?"

He seemed to think the metaphor was very interesting, so he repeated it, speaking softly and slowly, and unconsciously glanced at the kitchen.

A certain person with a popsicle in his mouth was very sensitive to his gaze, and he stuck out half his head: "What's the matter, Fei Jia? Do you want to eat it too?"

The invisible mysterious aura in Fyodor's body suddenly shattered: "Well...wait a minute, I want grape flavor, thank you Mingliu-kun."

"it is good--"

Fujita calmed down and listened to their conversation.

"Master Fyodor. You should not be here."

"Oh? Then where should I be?" Fyodor replied casually, "Mr. Fujita is not too concerned about my life."

Fujita choked: "I just want to follow you."

"I don't need your following." Fyodor said coldly, "Of course, you feel that you owe me a favor, and I won't refute it. It's just that I asked you to meet, not to let you interfere my life."

"......Yes."

"Then Mr. Fujita, can you tell me about the people with lofty ideals?"

"This......"

"I know Mr. Fujita has contact with them in private."

He knows everything.Fujita thought again.

He lowered his head again, and told the person in front of him everything he knew in fear.

This time, at least he did it voluntarily.

......

After telling everything he knew, Fujita was invited out by Fyodor.

He was more or less upset.Although he was down and out due to bad luck, he was still an upper-middle-class warrior, and it was not a problem to resist the siege of five people.

But now it seems that he was cast out by others.

Just because of that weak cat?He was somewhat upset.That little boy named Mingliu has nothing but good looks, so he alone can serve Lord Fyodor well?

"That." A familiar voice stopped him.

It was the "little boy" he was talking about in his heart.Wearing a black Tang suit, most of her hair is pulled back in a simple braid, her eyes are green, reminiscent of glass beads spinning around.Not very tall, just a bit shorter than him, so I can only look up to him.

For this, Fujita's complexion is not very good.With a cold face, he deliberately turned his head to the left, facing the side with the scar towards Mingliu, and spoke in a rough voice.

"What do you want me to do?"

"Well... Actually, my hearing is pretty good." Ming Liu had already stood behind him at some point, with his hands on his shoulders, smiling eyes, "Weak little cat?"

"That's great." He sighed sincerely, "I kind of like cats."

The author has something to say: Actually, our protagonist is super soft ()

Gentlemen, my input method is retarded.

I joined the succulent club.

I play "Fyodor" every day (enter fader and it will pop up automatically

The result is often labeled Fyodor meat.

If there is a succulent king one day, please don't laugh at me ()

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I specially came back to add a sentence: Today the manga of the little wild dogs is updated. Although there are not many pages, there are Fyodor and Dazai appearing on the stage. Congrats on getting out of prison...