Chapter 262: Before the school festival, everyone is ready to explode!
"hateful!"
Mori Kogoro slammed the fishing rod angrily: "I can't even catch a boot! You're bullying me too much!"
Fujino silently reminded: "It seems that the fishing rod is damaged and needs to be compensated for [-] yen."
"what?"
Mori Kogoro was stunned, "Brother Fujino, do you mean 3 yuan?"
"Ah."
Fujino nodded, "I saw it before when I was looking at the price list."
Mori Kogoro looked down at the fishing rod that had been broken by his anger: "..."
In the end, Uncle Maori still paid him [-] yen.
Not only the Air Force, but also [-].
Caught a lonely!
When driving back to Tokyo, he was still yelling that it must be a problem with the fishing rod. Next time, he had to bring his own fishing rod.
…………
in the afternoon.
After getting off the bus, Fujino was in no hurry to go home.
He took the little tortoise to several pet stores, found a sickly bamboo rat, and went to a nearby pharmacy to buy a scalpel and some medical equipment to replenish his drug store before returning at home.
"I am back."
Fujino opened the door to the bedroom on the third floor.
"You're back."
Haihara Ai was fishing and watching TV. After hearing Fujino's voice, he said hello and came over.
"Xiao Ai, you are at home alone. Where is Sister Mei?"
Fujino looked around, "When I came up from downstairs just now, I didn't seem to see the shop open."
"She went to stock up."
Hui Yuanai explained, and then looked at the little tortoise in Fujino's hand, which was not as big as a palm, and asked doubtfully, "Where did such a small tortoise come from?"
"I happened to go fishing in Shizuoka today..."
Fujino thought for a while, but in the end he did not tell anyone about the embarrassing things he had caught including boots, tires, yen, etc. He changed the subject and said, "By the way, Xiao Ai, do you want to support me?"
"pet……"
Hui Yuan Ai thought for a while and nodded, "As for the little turtle, it's quite cute."
…………
Meanwhile, a bar somewhere in Tokyo.
Gin, dressed in black, asked Vodka in a low voice: "Those who attacked our organization's stronghold, installed bombs on the organization's cars, and threatened us...have they been investigated?"
"The other party did it very secretly, but I still found out something."
Vodka sat aside, leaning on the bar with both hands, "That is an organization that uses the name of an animal as its code name, and they are the ones who launched an action against us this time... As for all actions, it should be a group named [SNAKE] people did it."
"Snake?"
Gin's movement of picking up the wine glass stalled.
In my mind, I recalled the woman who kept teasing him and wearing a fox mask.
Damn it!
Intruded by the painful scene, Gin recalled that Belmode seemed to have mentioned this organization last time.
It seems that the woman should have some clues.
However, there has been no news from her since she came to Neon, and it would be inappropriate for him to take the initiative to look for her now.
Even if he starved to death, jumped from here and was blown to death, he would not go to that woman!
Gin's heart was firm, and he asked Vodka on the side: "Have you found the stronghold of those guys now?"
"not yet."
Vodka shook his head regretfully, "The other party is also quite powerful. It is not yet clear where the other party will appear, but we can still find their peripheral members."
"Then go and ask their peripheral members."
Gin's expression was grim: "After you find them, first get back the debts they owe...kill them every time you see them."
He stole the woman, killed the person he wanted to kill, even dared to blow him up, and possibly cooperated with the man.
Do you really think his gin is a soft persimmon?
…………
That night, in the bathroom of Fujino's bedroom on the fourth floor.
Fujino put a piece of gauze on the folded table and changed into a white coat.
Then he took out the elf ball and casually released the bamboo rat he bought during the day onto the gauze.
"Squeak!"
The bamboo rat made a mournful cry.
Dragging his hind legs and struggling to crawl forward, his legs drooped behind him.
Fujino took out an anesthesia dart and stabbed it in the ass.
As the anesthesia effect took effect, the bamboo rat remained silent.
Of course, it wasn't him who beat him up.
When I bought it, the manager of the pet store told me that this bamboo rat was imported from Vietnam. Because it could not adapt to the environment, it suffered from severe enteritis.
Even with medication, there is no way to cure it, only [intestinal necrosis resection], but it is really impossible to ask a doctor for a bamboo rat.
So he could only leave it in the store to die. Therefore, the price sold to Fujino was very cheap, only one thousand yen.
Isn't this a professional counterpart?
Fujino had just acquired the knowledge to be able to perform surgery, and happened to have a bowel resection.
The effect of the anesthesia dart is very good. After falling asleep for a while, he will not be able to wake up. The nerves are also paralyzed, which can reduce a certain amount of bleeding.
Just practiced.
Fujino took out the medicine box, took out physiological saline from it, soaked the gauze, took out a scalpel and tweezers, and cut open the bamboo rat's stomach.
With the help of Eagle Vision, he quickly discovered the necrotic intestine.
He took out the hemostatic forceps, clamped the two sections of the intestinal tract to be cut off, and placed a small piece of gauze under the intestinal tract. The knife was raised and lowered, the intestinal tract was cut off, and some viscous fluid flowed onto the small gauze.
Then, he aligned the two intestines and brought them together, then took out the thin needles and thread, and sewed them up.
That's it.
Fujino put away all the items, took out the Poké Ball and put it in it.
It is difficult for one person to perform this kind of operation.
Not to mention bamboo rats.
To be honest, he still didn't have much confidence.
As for whether they can live or not, it depends on good fortune.
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The next day was Monday, a school day as usual.
The timeline has not been normal for a long time.
Fujino washed up early in the morning, went out, and drove Haibara Ai to school.
"Ah..."
Hui Yuanai let out a coquettish breath, with dark circles under her eyes, like a little panda.
She was doing drug research on aptx4869 last night, and she didn't go to bed until three or four o'clock in the evening, and now she wakes up early in the morning to go to school...
"Did you not sleep well yesterday?"
Fujino naturally saw this too.
As he drove, he glanced at her and asked.
"what……"
Hui Yuan Ai was a little shy, and her face changed invisibly, "Well, I really didn't sleep well last night, I was a little sleepy."
"Do you need me to buy you something to help you sleep?"
Fujino thought of sleepy black tea, "I have a quick sleep aid drink on hand, and it works very well."
"no need……"
Hui Yuan Ai thought for a while, but still refused.
The research on the antidote for aptx4869 is almost complete now, if you work harder, you will be able to develop a temporary antidote...
if that's the case……
After sending Haibara Ai to Tedan Elementary School, Fujino came to Tedan High School alone in his school uniform.
"Hey! Senior, is it true that a plane made an emergency landing?"
"Amazing!"
"The news has been broadcast, how can it be false? I heard that the local police even specially wrote a letter of thanks..."
Fujino just came to class and sat down.
The students around gathered around, and asked Fujino about the landing of the passenger plane a few days ago.
Fujino was speechless.
He doesn't like being surrounded by people.
There will always be a feeling of being overwhelmed.
"Cough! Come back to your seat!"
Without Fujino raising his head, he knew who it was.
It's none other than Ben Sangoku's teacher, the iron-fisted Orei saint with an unknown target, Hiratsuka Shizuka!
Everyone suddenly felt a chill coming over them, and without thinking much, they all quickly returned to their seats.
'This kid is getting more and more outrageous...'
She sighed softly, raised her head, and looked around at everyone: "About next month, our school will hold a school festival. Today's class meeting will be changed to a time to choose our class's theme activities. You guys have thought about it. Speak up for yourself and vote before get out of class ends.”
"Maid Cafe!"
One of the two stinging apes in the class straight up stood up.
He gave his suggestion frankly and successfully attracted everyone's attention.
"A maid cafe?"
Fujino thought about it and thought this proposal was a good one.
Not that I like maids.
I just like drinking coffee.
Yes, it is like that.
Maid cafe!Maid cafe!
Fujino thought to himself the above.
As for the school festival, it is a campus open day event of Neon, although it is not very common in reality, and sometimes it even seems a little deserted.
But it is often seen in Japanese manga novels, and it will appear very lively.
At this time, each class or club will hold a booth, or event, open a store, or perform a show or something.
Maid cafes, of course, are among them, and they count as one.
"Let me tell you, I think it's better for us to perform drama."
Yuanzi suddenly stood up at this time, and suggested: "Only romantic love is suitable for such a youth!"
After a pause, she added by the way: "If there is a drama, then Xiaolan must be the heroine! According to my expectation, she will put on a white dress and play the princess!"
Well, Yuanzi's bewitching effect is outstanding.
Soon the voting results came out, and this time Class B of the second year will perform a drama.
Xiaolan is also a rare school belle in Didan High School, and she is very popular.
Although no one dared to take action due to the reputation of the famous detective who had disappeared for a while.
But in fact, the popularity is still one top one.
Almost all the girls supported it.
As for the boys... I can only say that there are still more traitors.
The magnanimous Erthorn Ape cried bitterly: "Now let's go and explode!"
Fujino abstained from voting.
Forget it, it's time to see if there are maid cafes in other classes.
He is not interested in performances or anything like that.
It can only be said that he has passed that age.
For some things, it may be that I have looked away, and I no longer have the enthusiasm I had when I was young.
Compared with being a devotee, he is more inclined to bring z family members who spend money to obtain results.
Of course, it would be better if you can do it for free.
(End of this chapter)
