Chapter 1025 When I woke up, I found myself to be the leader of the nobles?Fujino walked forward and sat down.
Vermouth raised her eyes and narrowed them.
Fujino said, "You are really bold to arrange a date at a place like this."
Upon hearing this, Vermouth remained calm and her expression returned to normal.
She picked up the wine glass, took a sip of wine, and said calmly: "This is not something shameful. Do you think you will be satisfied if I meet you at the hotel?"
"Don't you consider your age when telling dirty jokes?"
"Tsk."
Vermouth was so shocked that she smacked her lips. "Don't worry. The cadres of an organization like ours are usually not monitored, unless they are suspected... Of course, once they are suspected, they will be executed."
"Like some little kitty's sister."
"Now it's another hell joke, huh?"
Fujino raised his eyes and looked at her: "But what you said is a little wrong. The elder sister of a certain little kitten is living well with her younger sister now."
Vermouth seemed to have flipped a switch, her eyes became sharp: "You mean..."
"Does it even matter? As if you can do anything about it."
Fujino sneered and continued, "Let's stop talking nonsense. You called me over here. Do you have any information?"
"Young people are so impatient."
Vermouth sighed and shook her wine glass. “Because of the last incident, I was severely punished by my boss and had to leave Japan. Under such circumstances, I am still helping you collect intelligence, but you didn’t even say a word of gratitude…”
"You're using each other, and you still expect me to thank you?"
Fujino showed dead fish eyes, crossed his arms and said: "Auntie, if I thank you, then I will not be able to protect Conan, right?"
Vermouth's slender eyebrows twitched slightly, and she rolled her eyes. She tapped the table with her fingernails and said, "I checked the last time you were hit, and it was indeed Gin who led the way. As for the identity of the client... I also checked it out."
"Guess who it is?"
Fujino looked more serious after hearing this and said to her: "Don't keep me in suspense."
Seeing that the other party was anxious, Vermouth became proud instead. She picked up the wine glass and took a sip, quietly savoring the taste of the wine in her throat, and then she said lightly: "A member of the Fujiwara family."
"The Fujiwara family?"
Fujino frowned when he heard this, and his brain started thinking rapidly.
My memory of the Fujiwara family is not very clear. In my impression, there is only a guy named Kujo.
Last time, that guy seemed to want to invite me to his house, but because he did me a small favor, I didn't go to his house to cause trouble.
Why is he suddenly trying to assassinate me?
No, the assassination should have happened before that.
And the relationship between the Kujo family and the Fujiwara family...is not quite clear.
Fujino thought quickly and asked Vermouth, "So, why did the Fujiwara family want to assassinate me? What is their background?"
"what?"
Vermouth looked at the detective who was asking her soul-searching questions with a little surprise.
She frowned and said, "Aren't you from the Fujiwara family? Why are you asking about me? Do I know the Fujiwara family as well as you do?"
"Huh?" This time it was Fujino who was confused and surprised.
No, it’s me, the Fujiwara family, what exactly do you mean?
Seeing Fujino's expression of having seen a ghost, Vermouth stroked his forehead, and after a brief thought, he said, "So you don't know that you are from the Fujiwara family?"
"I don't know anything. Apart from the word 藤, what other word can I associate with Fujiwara?" Fujino looked at her speechlessly, and after thinking for a moment, he added, "Except for the fact that I used the name of Fujiwara Tofu Shop when I was driving the AE86 on the streets."
The expression on Vermouth's face when she heard this was very interesting.
She crossed her legs, holding the wine glass, and asked with interest: "So, you really don't know?"
Fujino was very unhappy with her behavior: "If I knew, would I still ask you?"
"It's interesting that this poor young man doesn't even know that he is a big shot in the Kyoto circle."
Vermouth smiled, as if she had seen something interesting, and continued, "Let me think about it. About 20 years ago, something big but not small happened in Kyoto. The eldest princess of the Fujiwara family, who was attending university at the time, suddenly eloped with a wild boy from nowhere one day. After that, she changed her surname to Fujino and established the Fujino Corporation. During the most glorious ten years in Japan, it grew and became one of the famous large companies in Neon Japan..."
"However, just one year ago, the two died in an accident, and Fujino Company was also swallowed up by its internal subsidiaries and major forces in Japan."
"Among them, the Fujiwara family annexed the most."
Vermouth said, looking straight at Fujino with both hands supporting her chin, still with an interested look: "Then the question is, you little brat Fujino, do you really not know that you are Fujiwara?"
Fujino: "..."
You ask me who I ask?
I haven't recovered yet, okay?!
What outrageous family secrets and examples of hanging out with rich women?
Are you sure you're not talking about an online article written by some third-rate writer?
A young master from the Kyoto circle was assassinated. Twenty years later, the Dragon King returned and vowed to take back everything he had lost!
Looking at Fujino who was silent and seemed to be digesting the content of what she had just said, Vermouth was surprised again and asked with interest: "No way, no way, you haven't thought about being a member of the Fujiwara family in the past 18 years, right?"
"Shut up, Auntie."
Fujino pinched his brows and said, "So, what is going on?"
“It’s that simple…” Vermouth’s eyes revealed a hint of playfulness: “You are from an old regent family, and your mother is the eldest daughter of the Fujiwara family.”
After thinking for a while, she said curiously: "But speaking of it, you seem to be the current young master of the Fujiwara family..."
"If an old lady like me can leave the organization one day, I will probably need your help and guidance."
You old auntie also wants to join the ministry, right?
Fujino complained speechlessly, pinching his brows as he digested the information he had just received.
Well, according to Vermouth, my identity in this world seems not as simple as I imagined.
In addition to being the impoverished heir to a bankrupt company, he also seems to be the heir to a big family?
I am amused, no way!
When I woke up, I found myself to be the leader of the nobles?
The Fujiwara family is a very prominent presence in anime. There's the racing anime where Akina can't climb a tree when he goes up a mountain, and there's the romance manga where the naive secretary whose grandfather is the prime minister. How can they be left here?
Fujino's expression gradually became complicated.
The complicated thing is that since one’s identity is so awesome.
Then why did the original biang end up in such a miserable state?
Since they are all rich young men, it should be reasonable for them to lay off anyone they dislike and send him home if he has a little sister and a house full of maids, a capable and sophisticated secretary around him, luxury cars, champagne villas and beautiful women in his arms, right?
How could someone die suddenly from a cold, chill or high temperature while running business?
(End of this chapter)
