The Poisoned Apple of Port Mafia

"I'll tell you your name when you can make a shot." Fran threw the basketball back to the blue-haired boy.

"My name is Heizi Tetsuya, please give me your advice." The blue-haired boy took the basketball and bowed slightly, "Mr. Basketball."

"...Ah." Fran, who was nicknamed Mr. Basketball for some reason, was taken aback for a moment.

"Mr. Basketball, can you teach me how to shoot?" Hei Zizhe also looked at Fran with a serious tone.

"Shoot." Finding that Tetsuya Kuroko's tone didn't look like he was joking, Fran conjured up a basketball, then stood still, and threw the basketball towards the basketball hoop, "Is that so?"

Under Kuroko Tetsuya's gaze, the basketball was thrown into the hoop with precision.

"Hmm." Quite simple.

"That's amazing." Hei Zizhe also changed his expression, looking at Fran with sparkling round eyes.

"I think there is nothing wrong with your movements, but do you always feel that you can't make a shot?" Fran tilted his head.

"I..." Hei Zizhe also looked down at the basketball in his hand.

"Have you been given some hints, for example, you can only dribble and pass the ball, you can't shoot and score or something."

"..."

"Don't think so much, just pretend that your head was hit by hard cheese and you lose your memory, you don't remember anything, just think about shooting basketballs." Fran pointed to the basketball hoop, "Try it, if it doesn't work, I can manually help you lose your memory .”

"Okay, I see." Hei Zizhe also nodded seriously.

"Yeah." Fran nodded in satisfaction, this person is still very good.

then.

Missed shot*1.

Missed shot*2.

Missed shot*3.

……

Missed shot*…

Fran squatted and looked at the hammers of different shapes and weights on the floor, thinking about which one to use, and for the sake of the child's obedience, let's use this one.

Fran's hand rests on the hammer marked 5t.

If you use this, you can achieve the goal of amnesia in one click and reduce unnecessary damage.

As Fran gripped the handle of the hammer, the sound of the basketball entering the blue circle finally sounded.

Fran looked up and found that Hei Zizhe had finally scored a goal.

Heizi Tetsuya, who scored a goal, was so happy that his naked eyes saw that there seemed to be many pink flowers floating around him, and his eyes sparkled.

"Mr. Basketball, have you seen it?" Hei Zizhe asked.

"Yes, I see." Fran nodded, "It's only one ball." The hammer in his hand hadn't been put down yet.

"I will continue to work hard." Hei Zizhe also picked up the basketball.

Although it was only once, it was undoubtedly an encouragement for Kuroko Tetsuya.

But in Fran's view, it can only be said that Hei Zizhe's sense of identity with himself is increasing.

Obviously want to shoot and score, but in my heart I think I can't do it.

In Fran's view, there is nothing wrong with Hei Zizhe's shooting, but due to psychological reasons, the accuracy of shooting is low, which is also caused by "inferiority" in a sense.

It might be much better if you hit a few more shots.

When Fran was thinking about whether to give him some secret operations, he heard Kuroko Tetsuya's voice, "Mr. Basketball, would you like to hear something from me?"

Um?Have a story?

"Okay." Fran nodded, "Do you have anything to drink or eat?" It's best to listen to the story while eating.

"...Eh? Vanilla milkshake." Although Fran didn't know why Fran asked such a question, Kuroko Tetsuya still answered obediently.

In the end, Fran sipped a chocolate milkshake and sat next to Kuroko Tetsuya to listen to his story, "So, your captain positions you as a professional passer, right?"

"You can say that." Hei Zizhe nodded as he sipped on the vanilla milkshake. The vanilla milkshake here is really delicious.

"And your partner has been rebellious recently? Do you think no one can beat him 1vs1 on the basketball court?" Fran picked up the pineapple pie beside him, "And the same is true for your other teammates, because they keep winning, so You don’t have much interest in basketball anymore, do you?”

"Hmm." Hei Zizhe also nodded.

"And now you hope to reawaken their love for basketball?" F. Troubleshooter Lan found a chance to make trouble, "Well, if you can make more than 20 out of 10 shots, me can help you. you."

"Really?" Hei Zizhe also opened his eyes slightly.

"Ah."

"But how to do it?" Hei Zizhe was also puzzled.

"Just find someone to educate them on the basketball court." Fran took a bite of the pineapple pie, "Under normal circumstances, if you beat them hard in a field where others are good at, it can be said to be a very big blow to them. "Especially the people who beat them were a group of 'younger' kids.

Go back and ask the short sword Wakiji if they are interested in playing basketball.

"Okay, I'm about to leave, you should practice hard, and when you can meet the conditions I said, your teammates me will help you fight... Oh, no, it's good education." Fran stood up, " Bye now."

.........

……

This time, Fran woke up naturally after sleeping until he woke up and saw Atsushi Nakajima lying on the bedside, with two file bags under his arms.

It should be his information about Please Dun and Mr. Robot.

Fran stretched out his hand and pulled out the file bag. When Atsushi Nakajima was about to wake up because of his movements, Fran stroked Atsushi Nakajima's head with the other hand in the same way he touched the big tiger in Honmaru, comforting Atsushi Nakajima. He fell asleep, and after successfully getting the two document bags, Fran took his hand back without mercy.

Fran got off the bed, hugged Atsushi Nakajima to the bed, and walked to the desk with the materials.

He first opened the materials that Kiyotaka Ayanokoji had investigated, and quickly read through the materials. When he saw a section of them, he opened the file that Atsushi Nakajima had brought from Kudo's house.

Miyakoji Sakurako and Kusakabe Kiyoshi's birthdays are on the same day.

Hmm... pretty much what he thought.

"Owner."

When Fran put away the materials, the voice of Qingjiang with a smiling face came from behind him.

"What's the matter?" Fran turned around, and found that Kisemaru was holding a handsome, brown-haired boy with a handsome face.

Mustache is carrying an extremely round cat?Is it a cat?Why is it so round?It's completely different from his home Achilles.

"This child is sneaking and hiding in the courtyard." Keimaru brought the boy to Fran.

"There's also a pig demon." Mustache was holding the creature that didn't know what it was.

"This uncle is not a pig demon! This uncle is a noble big monster!" The creature danced angrily.

"Teacher Cat..." The boy looked at the creature with helpless eyes.

"It's a cat." Fran tilted his head.

A closer look is indeed not a pig.

"Huh? I thought it was a pig." Mustache also tilted his head.

He originally wanted to take it back and ask Candlestick Qie Guangzhong to help roast it for his younger brother to eat.

"Idiot! If you didn't like to meddle in other people's business and saw dark monsters sneaking into this house, you insisted on coming in to see how I might have been caught! He was also called a pig demon!" Fu Sangshen, who can slay demons, was caught!

But why is there a sword Fusangshen here?

"Monster, can you see those things?" Fran was a little interested. He looked at the slender boy, "Let him go, he is not the culprit."

"Yes." Kagemaru let go of his hand.

"Well, can I trouble you to let Teacher Kitty go?" the brown boy asked.

"Yes." Fran nodded to Mustache.

"Thank you." The boy who hugged Teacher Cat breathed a sigh of relief, "I'm sorry... I broke into your house without permission."

"Ah, this is not Me's house." If he could really break into his house, Fran could consider using this reason to pull him into the organization.

"Huh?" The boy froze for a moment.

"The owner here is my employer." Fran held his chin, "What's your name?"

"Natsume Takashi..." Natsume Takashi replied reflexively.

"You can see things like monsters, right?" Fran narrowed his eyes.

"Ah, yes." Natsume Takashi nodded, the boy in front of him didn't seem to doubt his words, and the three next to the boy... don't seem to be human?

Is this young man an exorcist like Mr. Natori?

"Well, it's not bad." Fran nodded in satisfaction. He looked at Atsushi Nakajima who was woken up, "Are you awake?"

"Hmm..." Atsushi Nakajima looked at Natsume Takashi and the cat teacher in his arms in bewilderment, "Who are they?" Woke up and saw a talking pig?Eh... No, it should be a cat?

"Me's new little brother." Fran stood up and patted Takashi Natsume on the shoulder, "Sit down, I'll ask you a few questions."

"Ah..." Natsume Takashi sat down on the chair that Kenmaru brought him a little cautiously.

"Don't be nervous." Fran also sat down, "Dun, call Xiaojing over for me."

"Okay." Atsushi Nakajima nodded.

When Atsushi Nakajima came with Keigo Atobe, he saw Fran hugging the cat and stroking it non-stop.

"Come on, sit down." Fran, who was hugging Teacher Kitty, motioned them to sit on the sofa on the other side.

"Huh? Why is there another person?" Keigo Atobe raised his eyebrows.

How did anyone get in his house?

"Sorry to bother you..." Takashi Natsume stood up quickly, he stared at Keigo Atobe and was stunned, "You..."

"Huh?" Atobe Keigo looked at Natsume Takashi, where did he seem to have met?

"Can you sit down?" Fran yawned, and he will organize the basketball team after it's settled.

"it is good."

After everyone sat down, Fran said bluntly, "As for the prisoner who harassed you, you can choose from Sakurako Miyakoji and Kiyoshi Kusaobi."

"Huh?" Keigo Atobe was stunned for a moment, "One of them? Aren't they a couple?" Although he doesn't gossip, he can often see the two of them together if he can't help it, and that guy Ren Zuzu often Tucao on the side.

"Well, you might not believe it." Fran held his chin, "One of them doesn't exist."

"Ah?" Keigo Atobe was stunned again, "Don't you think that one of them is a...ghost?" He frowned slightly.

Keigo Atobe, who has always been a materialist, really does not believe in the existence of ghosts in this world.

"That guy should be something like an onmyoji?" The cat teacher who ran from Fran's arms back to Natsume Takashi's arms said, his hair was almost bald by that brat.

"...The pig talked?" Keigo Atobe stopped touching his bangs, and his expression froze for a moment.

"Huh?! A brat with no hair! Who do you call a pig?!"