I make a lot of money from vests

"The savior of the Reiwa era?"

Yuan Yi swipes the phone overwhelmingly with the news of this young detective.

In the video, the young man looked haughty, pointed at the man in front of him, and pronounced the sentence: "There is only one truth, and you are the murderer!"

Yuan Yi crossed his legs, his feet trembled anxiously, and his face became more and more unhappy: "This kid makes Ah Yin look like he wants to scratch his face, what are you pretending to be, brat. Ah Yin, I hate this kind of long hair the most. Well, a boy with a good mind and smooth hair."

Xia Youjie said: "This Kudo Shinichi is a young detective who has risen recently. He has helped the police solve many unsolved cases and is well-known in Neon."

Yuan Yi continued to swipe his phone, he didn't know what he saw, and the phone snapped onto the desktop.

"Damn it, why does this brat have a fan club but Ah Yin doesn't?"

Wujo Wu said lazily: "You? You want to have no brains, you want to have no looks, and you want to have a support club. Even in the daytime, don't daydream so unscrupulously."

Yuan Yi placed the photo in front of himself, comparing Kudo Shinichi with himself.

He refused to admit defeat and asked: "Obviously Ah Yin is more handsome!"

Gojo Satoru didn't bother to pay attention to him, turned over and continued to try his new move "Chi". He experimented many times and did a lot of calculations, but all of them failed.

Yuan Yi didn't give up, and continued to ask Xia Youjie: "Tell me, who is handsome, me or him?"

Xia Youjie comforted him without hesitation: "You."

Yuan Yi shut the phone angrily and stuffed it in his pocket: "Don't expect Ah Yin to pay your wages this month!"

Xia Youjie said sincerely: "Yinshi, Wu Wu and I have never been paid. Not only that, you are so poor that you can't even afford food, but Wu Wu and I paid for your food expenses."

Yuan Yi whistled, as if he didn't hear what Xia Youjie said, and left the small garden with wandering steps.

He took a taxi and headed to Tokyo, planning to enjoy afternoon tea alone.

After the car arrived, he took out the wallet from his pocket, which he found when he walked by Gojo Satoru this morning, and there wasn't enough cash in it for him to eat a meal.

Xia Youjie: "Where is Yinshi?"

Wujo Wujo touched his pocket, and the wallet on his body was long gone: "I stole my wallet in the morning, so I can't help but go out to eat in the afternoon."

Xia Youjie said in distress: "The last time Nitzi used Yin as a mouse to practice his body and checked his body, he found that his glucose metabolism was seriously abnormal, and he was even at risk of diabetes."

Gojo Satoru put down the notebook in his hand, and all kinds of formulas were densely written on it: "While he is out, go to his dormitory and take away all the sweets he has hidden and move them to my dormitory. My money is not so easy to spend. "

Yuan Yi's dormitory is at the innermost part of the corridor, Gojo Satoru fumbled under the floor mat at the door, but couldn't find the key he wanted.

"Curly hair has learned to be smart, the key is no longer hidden here."

Gojo Satoru rummaged around for a while, and found the key on the raised bar on the top of the door.

He proudly said: "It's hidden here, but I have found it."

Xia Youjie watched Wujou's movements, hesitated to speak: "Why are you so proficient?"

Gojo Satoru opened the door and hid the key back where it was. He patted the ashes in his hand and explained, "This is my big warehouse for snacks. I must be proficient at picking things from my warehouse."

Xia Youjie: "..."

Cheap is really cheap, no wonder Yinshi has been yelling and stabbing Gojo Satoru's meow flower, it seems that his keys will need to be carried close to him in the future.

Wujo Wuhao searched for a while, and found a whole big box of snacks.

He opened the shoe cabinet and found several lollipops from inside the boots.

"Curly hair really doesn't dislike it, don't you think it smells like putting a lollipop in a stinky shoe?"

Gojo Satoru threw the lollipop he found from the shoe into another box, and threw it away after finding all the snacks.

Xia Youjie also had some talent for finding things. He found that something was wrong with the toilet. He opened the water tank and found a large bag of butter biscuits that had been sealed and stuffed in the water tank.

Gojo Satoru handed over the box and signaled Xia Youjie to throw the biscuit and the lollipop in the shoe.

The biscuit was dripping with water, Xia Youjie opened it and broke it, it was all damp.

Literally, who puts biscuits in the toilet tank?

Gojo Satoru even found half of a dusty strawberry cake in the ventilation duct. Judging from the teeth marks, if it was Genichi who ate it, then he basically judged that the mouse spirit was reincarnated.

Wujo Wu and Xia Youjie looted all the snacks that Yuan Yizang had stored in incomprehensible places.

Yuan Yi, who was sitting in the store eating a super-sized strawberry parfait, did not know that all the snacks in his dormitory had been taken away.

With Gojo Satoru's wallet in hand, he doesn't have to worry about running out of money to eat delicious food.

After the cash was used up, Yuan Yi tried to swipe the card, but found that the payment password was not required, and it should be set to avoid passwords below the amount spent.

As expected of the rich second generation, rich and generous.

Thinking that he still owed "Martin Morning" a lot of money, he directly used Wujo Wu's card to pay off his arrears in several installments.

Gojo Satoru, who sorted all the smelly and inedible snacks and prepared to throw them in the trash, received the payment record.

He squeezed the phone tightly, his forehead wrinkled into a well: "It cost me tens of thousands of yuan in just one afternoon, isn't curly hair too indulgent?"

As soon as the words fell, tens of thousands of dollars were deducted.

Genichi took a sip of sake and sighed comfortably. After drinking, he changed some change and played "Pachinko" in the store.

The bead bounced and hit the nail and kept falling. After playing ten times, the bead did not fall to the designated position ten times.

He refused to admit defeat, and tried a hundred times in a row. Ordinary people are unlucky and can hit it once, but he missed it a hundred times.

It's like being put on a lucky Ebuff.

Kong Shiyu put his lips to his lips and let out a low laugh: "I saw another person today, except you, who is sure to lose in every bet."

Seeing Yuan Yi again, he remembered that Shi Er pretended to be an uncle when he almost lost in the racecourse that day, and "rewarded" all the five coins left on his body to the silver-haired curly who was playing pachinko.

Shi Er glanced at Yuan Yi, who was still going on, and gave a displeased "sneer", and said, "Who is the target this time?"

Kong Shiyu said sternly: "Yes, I don't know who issued the commission. The commission fee is [-] million for killing Sakata Yinshi."

"Hey." Fu Heisher took a sip of wine, he stretched out his tongue and swallowed the remaining wine stains at the corner of his mouth, "Valuable boy, a hundred million is enough for me to spend a few weeks."

Kong Shiyu asked: "Have you accepted this entrustment?"

Shi'er propped his head up, his long shattered hair covered his eyes, and the light fell into his pupils and was swallowed by the darkness.

He laughed, and the scar at the corner of his mouth moved accordingly: "Of course, if you kill a kid, you may get [-] million. Am I stupid if I don't do this business?"

Kong Shiyu passed the information to Shi Er, and he instructed: "This little devil is not a ostentatious magician. I don't need to emphasize his strength to exorcise super magic spirits. Be careful yourself."

Shi Er stretched his waist and straightened his long legs: "A person like this who is born lucky and possesses the power of mantras is no different from a person like me who relies on hard work the day after tomorrow."

"Don't put gold on your face." Kong Shiyu said something, noticing that Yuan Yi lost again, "Do you think he is like a lucky person?"

Shir: "..."

This cannot be refuted.

All the change was used up, and Yuan Yi didn't even win a single round.

He kicked the machine and staggered out of the shop.

After playing pachinko for so long, it was getting dark.

Tonight is a starless, moonless night shrouded in darkness.

One side of the hood hanging by his side swayed, and Yuan Yi's shadow was stretched very long by the streetlights.

As the wind blew, Yuan Yi drew out the wooden knife and pointed the tip at the man who had been following him for a long time.

For some reason, the first time he saw the man behind him, Yuan Yi thought of the toilet again.

"It's the big brother with a cool professional name at the racetrack." Yuan Yi recognized him, and he couldn't help asking, "Besides the racetrack, have we met in other places, such as the toilet?"

Shi Er twitched the corners of his mouth, thinking of the hot-eyed man dressed as a woman that day.

"Are you flirting with a conjurer? Although she is not a beautiful woman, I can barely accept it. It's just that you need to pay a price to flirt with me."

Yuan Yi asked curiously, "What price?"

"Your curly head."

"Enough, how many more times will Ah Yin's curly hair be teased?" Yuan Yi was furious for a moment, and pulled his hair.

"I've said it all, people with silver hair and natural curly hair are good people, good people!"

The author has something to say: Yuan Yi: When will I be able to get rid of this silver-haired curly vest that is constantly being teased?

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 10 bottles in Qingdong in Thirteenth month; 3 bottles in Jiuyajiang; 1 bottle in Ming Dynasty;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!