Has the heartthrob villain collapsed today?

In the next few days, the Port Mafia seemed to be eyeing a certain transaction, but because the transaction exceeded the minimum range that the Special Agents Division could tolerate, the Special Agents Bureau entrusted the Armed Detective Agency to investigate interference.

Whether it was Zhongya Zhongya or Osamu Dazai, because of their respective missions, neither of them appeared in front of Fu Zhenhong as frequently as they did a few days ago.

No one came to disturb her, and it was rare for Fu Zhenhong to experience the pure time before he went to work as a school doctor at the Ice Emperor Academy.

And in the past few days, although Fu Zhenhong did not choose to stay overnight in the living room of the inquisitor in the pill, he spent more time in the pill on weekdays, and sometimes even stayed in the pill Last half day.

The operation of Honmaru is completely on the right track.

However, Fu Zhenhong still didn't talk too much with these swordsmen, but even though there were not many, Fu Zhenhong could clearly feel that some swordsmen Fusangshen's attitude towards him had softened a lot.

Fu Zhenhong noticed these changes calmly.

Small quantitative changes will eventually become qualitative changes one day, and the distance between the two is just a matter of time for Fu Zhenhong.

As a qualified hunter, Fu Zhenhong had enough patience in dealing with the strategy.

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On the penultimate day when Fu Zhenhong was about to return to Tokyo, he received a call from Yukimura Seichi.

The purple-haired boy who had recovered from his condition and was standing on the court again, sincerely invited Fu Zhenhong over the phone to watch the last match of this year's National Tennis Tournament in the Middle School - the match between Lihai University and Qing Xue University .

In the original plot of this game, it was Youth Academy that finally won the final victory.Fu Zhenhong doesn't know to what extent he, a butterfly, can instigate the plot in this mixed world that combines various candidates, but whether it's the youth school that has been counterattacking and rising all the way, or the king of the tennis team who is always victorious Haida and both sides are young teenagers who work hard for their dreams and beliefs.

"Doctor Kawakami, can you come?"

After Yukimura Seichi announced his invitation, because he didn't hear Fu Zhenhong's answer, he asked again.

Kawakami Tomie is a completely different existence to Yukimura Seiichi. He wants the man who pulled him out of the torment of the disease to see his better side. He wants Dr. Kawakami to see his favorite tennis.

After thinking for a while, Fu Zhenhong agreed to Yukimura Seichi's invitation: "Okay."

The time for this National Tennis Tournament for the Middle School is scheduled to be two weeks later, and the venue is Arina no Mori Park in Tokyo, which is very close to Fu Zhenhong's residence.

This game is undoubtedly one of the most exciting plots in Wang Wang's plot, so it doesn't hurt to go and watch it.

After receiving Fu Zhenhong's affirmative answer, Yukimura Seiki on the other end of the phone had a slight gentle arc on his lips, and then seemed to think of something suddenly, he pursed his lips, and revealed in his clear and gentle voice A little nervous: "If... I mean, if Li Haida wins this year's national competition, can Dr. Kawakami promise me one thing?"

Fu Zhenhong fell silent.

And this brief silence made Yukimura Seiichi a little uneasy, he subconsciously relaxed his breath, but tightly closed his hand holding the phone.

If it was a relationship between a patient and a doctor, his words were undoubtedly a kind of disrespect that crossed the border, but Yukimura Seichi did not want to simply define his relationship with Dr. Kawakami as an ordinary relationship that is only slightly better than a stranger.

So even if such words were a little too presumptuous, he still chose to say them.

He has always been very clear about what he likes and what he wants.Everyone said that he was a gentle and polite minister who treated others gently, but in fact only the members who were familiar with him knew it, and few people really cared about him.

His criterion for treating others is not to be too close, but not too distant at the same time. Only Dr. Kawakami is the existence he wants to work hard to get close to.

"I will not make such a promise." Fu Zhenhong said calmly.

Although it was the expected result, Yukimura Seiichi still felt disappointed when the real opponent heard the refusal answer, and the halo in his eyes dimmed instantly.

"However..." Fu Zhenhong's voice changed suddenly: "If Li Haida wins the competition, I will give you a small reward."

If Li Haida really changed the established plot of Wangwang and won the national competition this year, such a strong turnaround of the situation is indeed worthy of praise.

There was no promise, but a small reward was enough to turn Yukimura Seiichi's mood from cloud to cloud.After he hung up the phone, he walked into the tennis club. Looking at the tennis club members who were training hard, his iris-purple eyes showed firmness and perseverance.

Even if this year's Qingxue is very strong, they will not lose, and they cannot lose.

Lihai's three consecutive hegemony has no dead ends.

After Fu Zhenhong finished talking with Yukimura Seichi, she made another call to Karasuma Renye.

At the appreciative exhibition, the simulated painting displayed by the Akashi Foundation still made him somewhat concerned.He asked Renye Karasuma to send the most professional intelligence personnel in the organization to carefully investigate whether Akashi Takuma, the head of the Akashi Foundation, had other identities.

After explaining some things, Fu Zhenhong ended the call.

Fu Zhenhong ate lunch in the Honmaru. Since he forged the over-the-top chef's sword, Hasebe, in the Honmaru two days ago, Fu Zhenhong's three meals a day have basically never been in this world. solved.

This knife, like Candlestick Qie Guangzhong, is a small expert in housekeeping, and it is truly Fu Zhenhong's own sword.He felt very honored to have such a beautiful protagonist as Fu Zhenhong, and he couldn't help showing his overly controlling side like Fu Zhenhong.

Without experiencing the dark fall, Yaki Hasebe naturally did not have the complicated and entangled emotions of other swordsmen colleagues when they saw Fu Zhenhong. He unreservedly offered absolute loyalty to the God Judge.

Intense, fiery.

After learning that Fu Zhenhong has the most picky taste when it comes to food, Hasebe put all his enthusiasm into the research of food, and strives to let Fu Zhenhong eat the best quality and most exquisite dishes.

Although Fu Zhenhong doesn't have a deep attachment to food, he is naturally willing to make food that suits him.

After lunch, Fu Zhenhong did not continue to stay in Honmaru as she did the previous two days, but directly returned to the present world for a lunch break.

At ten past three, Fu Zhenhong left the door.

When passing through a park, under a cherry tree, Fu Zhenhong saw a fairly familiar young man.

The young man was half lying on the seat, leaning against the dark brown hollow-backed chair, with his head lazily tilted back.He was wearing a well-tailored expensive suit, but because of his too lazy and casual posture, the clothes lost their original texture and became a little wrinkled, and the blue-purple tie hung loosely outside the light gray vest.

The April sun was warm and genial, and even in the afternoon, the light was not scorching.The warm orange halo passed through the gaps in the cherry blossom leaves, mottled onto the young man's delicate face, and illuminated the young man's fair cheeks into a translucent pink.

He looked very comfortable, his eyes narrowed lazily, and his laziness looked like a black cat basking in the sun.

Fu Zhenhong didn't stop walking, but only looked at his face for a very short two seconds, then looked away.

However, perhaps because of his keen nature as a detective, or perhaps because Fu Zhenhong's appearance aroused murmurs of amazement from passers-by, the young man who was basking in the sun with his eyes closed suddenly opened them.

After seeing Fu Zhenhong, the young man's eyes brightened obviously. He stood up and waved to Fu Zhenhong, "Doctor Kawakami must have been guided by God to rescue Ranpo-sama when he appeared here."

Fu Zhenhong paused.

As far as he knew, the Armed Detective Agency seemed to be very busy these days because of something. Edogawa Ranpo appeared here alone, and it was very likely that he was committed by a road idiot.

But the truth was exactly as he had guessed.

"Master Ranpo is lost," Edogawa Ranbu walked in front of Fu Zhenhong. He scratched his slightly long hair in distress, and complained childishly in a drawn-out tone, "Kunikita and the others are all taking off their clothes now." Don't leave, Lord Ranbu is so hungry, he didn't even eat lunch."

Fu Zhenhong didn't speak, but looked at the super intelligent detective in front of him with calm eyes, and after a few seconds, he said calmly, "You looked a little more comfortable basking in the sun under the tree just now. It doesn't look like you're hungry either."

"Well—enjoying the afternoon sun and being hungry are two completely different things."

Although the detective's mind is very hungry, it does not prevent him from feeling the sunshine.

"Doctor Kawakami, Ranpo-sama really wants to eat the ace dessert of Jinjinmi's." Edogawa Ranpo stared at Fu Zhenhong with emerald-like green eyes, and expressed his appeal as a matter of course.

Fu Zhenhong raised her eyebrows: "So?"

"Master Ranpo forgot to bring his wallet today, because he was hungry, so he took his coat and hat to mortgage an oversized mousse cake." Speaking of this, Edogawa Ranpo became angry: "That mousse cake It's not tasty at all, Lord Ranpo only took one bite to know that the cream has gone bad because it has been left for too long."

Fu Zhenhong said with a half-smile, "You want me to pay you for desserts from Jinjinmi's?"

Edogawa Ranpo nodded, "After Ranpo-sama returns to the detective agency, he will transfer the money to Dr. Kawakami."

"It sounds like I have nothing to lose, but..." Fu Zhenhong said with interest: "Are we familiar enough to borrow money? Then... why do I have to take you there?"

"After all, it wasted my time."

Edogawa Ranbu's expression collapsed, and he dragged his tone again, and said in a warm and soft voice that could easily soften the heart: "But Doctor Kawakami obviously has nothing to do."

Seeing the dark-haired detective's depressed face slumped because of his rejection, Fu Zhenhong couldn't help laughing, "I have an idea that can help you solve your current troubles."

"What's the idea?" Edogawa asked in a random manner.

"I can take you to ask if Jinjinmi's family still hires temporary workers to wash dishes, and exchange labor for food. The ace dessert you want to eat will also become sweeter because of this effort."

Fu Zhenhong said seriously.

At this moment, Edogawa Ranpo's face puffed up, his eyes widened and he retorted: "Washing the dishes? You don't want it!"

A famous detective like him is going to be reduced to washing dishes?

The smile on the corners of Fu Zhen's red lips widened a bit again, especially after seeing Edogawa Ranpo's disdain for the way of washing dishes, his original calm mood became cheerful.

After keenly capturing Fu Zhenhong's emotional changes, Edogawa Ranpo narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a long and coquettish tone: "Doctor Kawakami is happy now, and he can take Mr. Ranpo to eat." Let's have dessert."

Fu Zhenhong gave a "tsk", put away her thoughts of continuing to play tricks on Edogawa Ranpo.

Sure enough, the black-haired detective knew everything.

From the moment the other party chose to greet him, he knew that he would eventually agree to his request.

"Come on, I'll take you there."

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little cuties for the nutrient solution

Thank you Mu Xixi, good luck mine

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This chapter is about Ranpo, Lord Ranpo is so cute, I really want to make him cry haha

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Ranpo: I want to eat dessert, but I have no money

Xiaohong: Go wash the dishes, labor is glorious