Chapter 999: Offending the God of Death? The Death Lotto is out!"I just touched your arm. Why is there such a big reaction?"
Kikukawa Hanayu's face was as red as a baboon's, and she looked drunk. She picked up the wine glass in her hand, took a big sip of the wine, and looked frivolous. "Women who want my autograph are lining up from Tokyo to Hokkaido. Little girls like you are all vying to be fucked by me... hiccups... Of course you can't ask for my autograph for nothing..."
"I didn't expect you to be such a person!"
"Wait a moment!"
Xiaolan angrily shook off his hand and turned to leave, but Kikukawa Hanayu, who was drunk, tried to grab her hand again: "Hey, wait, you don't have to ride me, but you can touch my butt, right?"
As the host of the banquet, Kikukawa was naturally the focus of everyone's attention.
Just that one shout attracted everyone's attention.
Conan is naturally among them.
At this moment, he had a big bump on the top of his head, and he was holding an APTX4869 antidote in his hand that was broken into two pieces and covered in mud, feeling like crying but without tears.
How come Huiyuan is so small but so strong?
That punch was exactly the same as Fujino's inch-force skull-breaking punch, okay?
She's simply a fighting loli!
Conan complained in his heart and glanced down at the medicine in his hand.
He was beaten up, but he didn't really care. After all, it wasn't the first time he was beaten up on the head, so he was used to it...
The key is the antidote for APTX4869!
This was what that venomous loli said was her latest development, but it was destroyed just like that...
Damn it, why did I keep talking?
The physical attack did not cause any physical damage to Conan, but the mental attack directly broke his defense and caused real damage.
At this moment, he felt extremely wronged and uncomfortable.
There is no place to vent these negative emotions.
Then, I saw Xiaolan being grabbed by the arm and chatted up by a middle-aged man.
"Bageyalu~ (tickling tongue)!"
When it comes to his childhood sweetheart, Conan's face suddenly turns red, and all the negative emotions are vented directly through this outlet. He squats down, twists his football shoes to the maximum gear, releases a football from his waistband, and shoots it out with great force.
"boom!"
"bump!"
The football flashing with electric light rushed towards the top of Kikukawa Hanayu's head and hit the opponent's skull accurately.
However, the football did not hit the skull directly.
Instead, it deflected directly along the hair and flew into the sky.
At the same time, Kikukawa Hanayu's hair also flew into the sky.
Then, Kikukawa Hanayu, who originally had thick hair, turned into a bald head.
"What kind of wig is this?"
On the other side, Fujino, who was about to get closer but was beaten to the punch by Conan, stared at the wig flying into the sky in a daze, "It actually deflected the super electromagnetic football?"
"Damn little brat!"
Kikukawa Hanayu got up from the ground, calmed down his daze, then looked in the direction where the football came from, touched his head, his face twisted with anger, he rushed forward quickly and kicked Conan.
"Boom!"
A crisp sound came.
Just when Kikukawa's leather-shod foot was less than ten centimeters away from Conan, his other black Zulijian sports shoe blocked the heavy kick.
Fujino put on a professional fake smile and said, “Mr. Kikukawa, what are you doing?
He’s just a kid!”
Kikukawa felt a sharp pain in his foot. When he came to his senses, he saw Fujino appearing from nowhere.
Hearing the other party's words "he is still a child", he immediately became furious and yelled: "What am I doing? Of course I am teaching this little beast you brought here a lesson!" "Aren't you going too far?" Fujino's expression remained the same. He protected Conan behind him and said with a smile: "Mr. Kikukawa, it's enough. I don't think you want to be reported in the news for chatting up a high school girl and then being taught a lesson by an elementary school student with a football, right?"
"roll!"
At this time, Kikukawa's mind was paralyzed by alcohol. With anger, he punched Fujino in the face: "Who the hell do you think you are? How dare you threaten me!"
The smile on Fujino's face suddenly disappeared as the fist swung towards him. In just a moment, his eyes became sharp. He directly grabbed the swung fist, then put his left hand towards the opponent's armpit, and then used his right hand to throw him sideways over his shoulder.
Kikukawa's fat body hit the ground with a dull sound.
Fujino lowered his eyes to look at him, with some helplessness in his eyes.
So, why does this kind of hairy thing exist in this world?
Is this what reality should be?
Come to think of it...
There are people who drive Land Rovers and beat people up in the street openly. It is not uncommon for people to lose control of their minds after drinking and trigger their super male switch.
You don't listen to my kind advice, and I have to lie on the ground before I can listen to you properly.
This kind of person is a jerk...
At this time, Kinoshita Yuzo noticed this and quickly helped Kikukawa up from the ground: "Mr. Kikukawa, how do you feel?"
"Uh...ah!" Kikukawa groaned in pain and stood up from the ground. "You are the one who brought this detective here, right?"
"This..." Kinoshita Yuzo was panicked.
"Hurry up and make him kneel down and apologize!" Kikukawa shouted angrily, "Otherwise, you, Kadokawa Publishing, will never want my copyright again. I will also take back your current copyright!"
"Mr. Fujino..." Kinoshita Yuzo turned his head and looked at Fujino, his expression somewhat hesitant.
"You want me to kneel?"
Fujino narrowed his eyes, walked up slowly, and patted his face: "Don't be shameless if you are a bastard like you. I give you face because of the client, otherwise who are you?"
As he spoke, he pressed the frame of his glasses: "My glasses have a recording function. I have recorded everything about you chatting up underage high school girls and attacking underage elementary school students..."
"Let me think about it. In Japan, the minimum sentence for indecent assault is six months, and the maximum is ten years. Even if the attack on a minor is unsuccessful, according to the highest judicial case, the sentence is still two years in prison..."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, if I let the public know what you did, and I hire a lawyer to sue you, what do you think will happen to you in the end?"
Fujino's voice was not loud, but it was full of pressure, and there was something extra convincing about it.
Kikukawa Hanayu was sobered by these words. Thinking about what Fujino just said, her face turned pale. She pushed Kinoshita Yuzo away and shouted unhappily, "You all wait!"
"Detective Fujino..."
Kinoshita Yuzo turned his head, looked at Fujino, and asked, "Why didn't you do what he said just now?"
"Why should I do it?" Fujino glanced at him. "If you're worried that he will cancel your company's copyright, you don't have to. I feel like he's going to die in the next few days. He might not even make it through tonight."
"What?" Kinoshita Yuzo was stunned for a moment, "What do you mean by this?"
"People like this usually don't live long."
Fujino looked at Kikukawa's back as he left, and without turning his head back, he said meaningfully, "This is all intuition."
He had not been sure who would be the dead one before.
But now... today's Death Lotto can be drawn in advance!
Not only did he offend the god of death, but he also flirted with someone's childhood sweetheart.
If you violate just one of them, you’ll die eight or ten times.
Not to mention violating both of them.
Who will die if you don’t die?
(End of this chapter)
