Chapter 680: One glance at the thimble, and I am identified as a true grandpa fan!
Regarding Fujino's proposal, Kyogoku agreed decisively without even thinking about it.
We agreed to meet in the woods tonight for a hearty battle between real men.
In fact, Kyogoku really wanted to refuse the date.
After all, after graduating from high school at the age of 18, he had no opponents to compete with in the Neon Country, so he chose to practice.
It can be said that with his current strength, if he is not careful, he may severely maim someone with one punch...
And the reason why he accepted the challenge was largely because of Yuanzi.
Kyogoku Zhen could naturally see that what Sonoko said just now was a provocation.
But seeing the girl he likes defending other men and belittling himself in front of him...
Kyogoku, who is a neon traditional male chauvinist, naturally couldn't stand it any longer, and he immediately became jealous and overturned the jealousy jar.
After all, you are traveling here with your companions, so you can’t separate yourself from your companions and come here alone, right?
Under the leadership of Masuko Tsuchiya, everyone entered the villa.
From these auras, he also concluded a rule. The stronger the oppressive feeling of the aura, the stronger the person who exudes the aura will be.
The time comes in the afternoon.
Fujino said hello: "I came here with my friends this time. Is it okay to bring them over for a visit?"
Masuko Tsuchiya glanced at the two female high school students behind Fujino, as well as the combination of two elementary school students, a boy and a girl, and chuckled, saying it didn't matter.
The villa of potter Kikuemon covers a large area and is in a traditional Japanese style with a retro feel.
"Mr. Fujino, are you here?"
But in comparison, the sense of oppression is not as strong as that of this man named Fujino...
In his perception, the man named Fujino was constantly exuding an aura. Although that aura was indescribable, it always made people feel a little panicked, and even a hint of despair and coldness could be felt from it.
Fujino was the last one to get out of the car. As soon as he got out of the cab and closed the door, he heard a sound from behind him.
Men can be wronged, but you can't call me a coward!
Of course, Kyogoku is not a brainless fool.
Looking along the sound, it was the somewhat rich-looking Masuko Tsuchiya who was walking towards here carrying two large shopping bags.
"We meet again, Miss Tsuchiya."
Fujino drove and took a group of people to the nearby potter's villa.
Kyogoku has encountered enemies with similar aura overseas, and they are all scary guys.
One thing is that he is looked down upon by the girl he likes, and another thing comes from the man named Fujino.
Although not as big as a certain eldest lady in Kyoto.
"It doesn't matter, it will be more lively when there are more people!"
This ignited his little universe as a fighter!
…………
But it's pretty good too.
Obviously, this man named Fujino must be stronger than those people!
There are no exaggerated decorations in the villa, just flat grass. The Japanese-style main house is built on the left side, and a huge warehouse is on the right side.
"Dad, look who I brought back!"
Tsuchiya Masuko opened the sliding door of the main room and greeted inside.
Inside the door is a tatami living room.
There is a brown solid wood floor table in the middle of the living room, surrounded by blue and white sliding doors. On both sides of the entrance to the room, there are two huge wooden display cabinets with various items on them. of pottery.
Behind the entrance to the floor table, there is an old man wearing a brown kimono and yukata sitting. The old man's head is balder than Dr. Ali's. The gray-white beard on his chin even hangs down to his chest. His eyebrows and beard are both scary and thick.
"come yet?"
Kikuemon raised his eyes and looked at everyone with narrowed eyes.
"It's a coincidence that I met them at the door of my house."
Masuko Tsuchiya carried the shopping bag in her hand and walked towards the sliding door at the back of the living room: "I'll go to the kitchen to put down my things first, and make tea while I'm at it. You guys will wait a moment."
At this time, Kikuemon suddenly reminded: "Don't forget to take out the set of teacups I use to entertain distinguished guests."
"understand!"
…………
Wait until Tsuchiya Masuko leaves.
The atmosphere in the living room suddenly became much quieter.
There are several high school students, elementary school students, and an old man who is nearly eighty years old. To be honest, it is really difficult to find a common topic.
It is estimated that the combined age of several people may not necessarily be older than the old man.
"Speaking of which, Mr. Kikuemon, the ceramics on these shelves are all your works, right?"
Sonoko kept scanning the room, and finally fixed his gaze on the shelf behind him: "I remember that celadon cup from the Bamboo Maru series, right?"
"Yes, the little girl is very discerning."
Kikuemon took up the topic and responded: "These are the works that I think I like better, so I kept them for myself."
"Really……"
Conan turned around, glanced at the pottery on the shelves, and narrowed his eyes.
Aren't they just some plain-looking clay pots?
As for collecting it?
Fujino followed and glanced at the shelves.
Combined with his memory, he recognized many pieces of pottery at a glance.
Basically, the starting price of each item is over one million, and he estimates that this large number of items are worth several hundred million.
Sure enough, precious collectible handicrafts like this are huge profits...
Kikuemon retracted his gaze, looked at Fujino with a serious expression, and suddenly said: "But speaking of which, Detective Fujino, you have been too slack in your recent case."
"Slouch?"
"Yes."
Kikuemon crossed his hands on his chest and said seriously: "The frequency of cases you have encountered recently is too few compared to before, and during the process of the case, the handling methods were not perfect."
"For example, take the previous Tokyo Tower bombing case. From what I learned from the news, it should be that when you cooperated with the police to arrest you, the gangsters escaped. Although you were caught in the end, you were still captured by that rice flower. Batman was robbed... and was finally blown to death in a warehouse in the suburbs of Tokyo. There was also the case of the rice flower post office, the case of the missing daughter of Ryukyu... the serial murder case of homeless people... and the murder case of a subway team fan... "
The old man spoke in a dense manner, waving his fingers in analysis, telling almost all the cases that had been reported on him, and also gave his personal opinions.
Fujino just listened with a confused face, but when he looked at the little old man, his eyes gradually showed a hint of respect.
This little old man may look like a black guy, but he is actually a true fan!
There is a saying, at such an old age, he actually remembers the case more clearly than he does himself. He should take notes at all times, right?
One glance at the thimble and I was identified as a True Love Grandpa fan!
(End of this chapter)
