[Conan] Days at the Distillery Technical School

The two spied on each other, to no avail.

Just like the kendo learned by the bamboo sword boy Okita Souji, even if the two fully armed kendo players were stabbed, they would not be able to stab anyone.

Tomo Fujima is not going to test him anymore, whatever, what secrets does he have, is he a good guy or a bad guy, whatever he likes.

She still has a lot of things to do, she can't waste time and energy on Zhu Xingda.

For example, she is going to Dr. Ali's house to see Zhu Fu Jingguang.

In order not to cause trouble to Dr. Ali, Zhu Fu still maintained a disguise, and Fujima Satoshi visited as a former neighbor and customer who bought equipment.

"I didn't expect you to be friends!" Dr. A Li smiled in surprise.

Been buying hang gliders and poker players from him.gun.Equipped Terai said that there was a friend who needed him to receive for a while, and the person who came was Jiang Shou Jingguang who was currently living at his place.

Jing Guang is a very humble young man with good cooking skills.

When it comes to cooking skills, Dr. A Li smiled all over his face: "Jing Guang has given me a real treat! I'm making delicious fat-reducing meals for me recently!"

Not only cooking skills, Jing Guang is also very good at taking care of people.

Dr. A Li felt that he had found a treasure: "You can live as long as you want!"

Fujima Satoshi also thought it was very strange that it turned out that the neighbor who provided the equipment was actually a neighbor!

After discussing other gizmos and equipment with Dr. A Li, she began to wait for food.

After helping Jing Guang with the cooking materials, Satoshi Fujima sat in front of the curved bar in Dr. Ali's house, and Dr. Ali sat next to her. They looked at Jing Guang eagerly: "..."

It's just a matter of matching a bowl, and Bangbang knocked on the bowl.

"When I first came here, I wanted to kidnap a chef and lock him in the curved bar." She whispered to Dr. Ali.

Although the voice was low, Jing Guang heard it, and he straightened his face: "I'm just a chef?"

"No, of course not."

is very important person.

"Did you come here just for lunch?" Jing Guang asked.

She laughed twice and scratched her head: "You found out."

The dry man, the dry soul.

After dinner, Fujima Tomo and Zhu Fu Jingguang chatted alone for a while.

Zhu Fu Jingguang put away his smile and looked at her seriously: "I have a request."

"You said."

"If possible, can I try to dress up as Louis XIV? When you need it."

She looked at him, a little taken aback.

If one day she needs to prove her innocence to the organization, then having a double is much more convincing than her own painstakingly created alibi that always leaves clues.

As long as two people appear at the same time, her suspicion will be cleared immediately.

But she was a little hesitant: "But Biscuit Fourteen is on the organization's blacklist..."

Zhu Fu was out of danger for the time being, and had to hide his name in order to get rid of the organization's follow-up pursuit, and suddenly exposed him to danger, she couldn't bear it.

He replied softly: "If I was afraid of danger, I would not join the organization. If you were afraid of danger, you would not come to rescue me."

She looked up at him, those bright blue eyes were quietly watching her.

They are all people who hang their lives on the tip of a knife. What does it matter if there is more danger or less danger?

Her heart was touched, she stretched out her hand, like what Zhu Fu Jingguang used to do to her before, and said, "Hug."

He smiled and hugged her, gently rubbing his cheek against hers.

"Biscuit Fourteen is because of you," she said.

To be honest, Fujima Satoshi doesn't like Yi Rong. The opportunity for her to create Biscuit Fourteen was Scotland. Seeing his sad appearance at the time, she couldn't help but made a move.

"It's because you re-equipped."

After learning about the undercover agent, Fujima Satoshi was once a little bit lost. She just wanted to be a pure laborer, and sometimes she even got red eyes, but Scotland won her back with delicious food.

"It was discovered by you."

She never thought of sharing her burden with others, but the secret was discovered by Scotland unexpectedly.

So I will risk my life to protect you.

Zhu Fu Jingguang held his arms tighter, but he didn't speak.

You are to me, too.

"Just ask Dr. Ali for the playing cards." Satoshi Fujima mentioned this, and she was a little embarrassed: "The previous few cards were all pirated copies made by me."

Zhu Fu Jingguang noticed a word between her words, and looked at her with subtle eyes: "You just said 'biscuit fourteen', right?"

Fujima Satoshi's expression froze.

...Oops, I slipped my tongue for a while.

He grabbed her cheek and pulled it out: "What are you hiding from me?"

Her cheeks were pulled, and she replied with some inarticulate words: "There is nothing, there is nothing to hide..."

Zhu Fu Jingguang laughed, and grabbed her other cheek with the other hand: "It's because the biscuits you bought at that time contained 14 yuan small packets, right?"

She couldn't escape, she nodded with no other choice.

"Don't look at me as a bully." Fujima Tomo rubbed his flushed cheeks, "I'll be angry."

He smiled: "You are going to be angry, let me see."

Tomo Fujima vaguely felt that he was lame so he felt that senior Zhu Fu was kind, gentle and considerate.

He's clearly teasing the puppy, bah.

She felt that she wanted to take revenge, so she knocked on the table very severely: "You have to study hard, don't be lazy, don't discredit Biscuit Fourteen, you have to know everything I know."

Jing Guang sighed: "Okay, I see. Looking at it this way, it's clear that you bullied me more."

she:"……"

Sometimes when I think about it, this senior should forget about it.

...

That Louis XIV sent another email to provoke him.

The information base is in disarray.

Suzi from the information group even found a reason to pull Satoshi Fujima out of the laboratory and drag him to the information base.

He pointed to the email on the screen with righteous indignation: "Who is this!"

The email read: [Sorry to bother you again, I want to change my name recently, I don't want to be called Louis XIV, please change the original note name, please?You can change it to whatever you want, but it should sound better—on XXXX who hasn’t decided on a name yet] Fujima Satoshi nodded frantically while eating Calbee Bliss Butter French Fries: Who is this!

How can there be such a person!Simply making trouble out of no reason!

...But, I'm sorry that it was Satoshi Fujima himself who wrote the email.

Suzie was milling around the control room, scratching out his blue-dyed hair and babbling like crazy.

"Is there any way you can follow along?" Suzie asked her.

She put the bag of chips aside and looked at Suzy seriously.

Suzy looked at her expectantly.

She shook her head very seriously: "No."

Suzie: "..."

"It's nothing without you standing there for five seconds!" He was going crazy.

"I'm chewing," she explained, "with unswallowed chips in my mouth, so it's not polite to talk to people like that."

Suzie was clearly defeated by her, slumped on the sofa, head in his hands.

"Little curly hair", Suzi straightened up, with a straight face, "It's not good for you to be so passive and sabotage, turn your smart head for me!"

Fujima Satoshi: "I've changed, you can't force me."

Her tone sounded a little aggrieved to him, and he sighed: "Don't mess with me! I told Gin that you are like this."

As soon as Suzie said it, she saw her take out a bag of soda crackers from her Schrödinger pocket.

He doesn't feel like talking right now.

Suzi in the information group suddenly understood a truth: even if facing Gin, this single malt whiskey who has been rumored to be scandalous with Gin can still be bad, and it is very likely that the other party still feels bad about her. Very useful.

"That's it." Suzi looked at the soda biscuit in her hand and stood up. "That Er Que will be called 'Biscuit Fourteen' from now on."

Fujima Tomo was a little dazed, almost thought he was exposed, and looked up at him with a piece of biscuit in his mouth: "..."

Realizing that he was referring to the new name he had given to Louis XIV, she felt relieved.

...Going around and going around, I returned to the original name.

Suzi typed viciously on the keyboard: "Heavenly King Laozi is here, he is also Biscuit Fourteen, this name will not be changed!"

The author has something to say:

Jing Guang's male mother degree is 100%, white cut is 100% black degree, and interdependence degree is 100%, so his part in the scene will be temporarily reduced, and he will be replaced by a Bourbon male mother.

However, from now on, Jing Guang and Xiaozhi will operate the same account, and it will be more difficult for Akai to identify Xiaozhi's undercover identity, so he will start from other aspects.