Chapter 981 I Don’t Embezzle or Hide

Chapter 981 I don't embezzle ≠ I don't hide

The dinner was held as usual.

Megure Jusan and Shiratori Renzaburo went to the scene first.

Sato Miwako followed Fujino quietly.

Walking in the corridor leading to the banquet hall, her face was full of thinking. She stared at Fujino for a long time and asked impatiently: "Fujiano, are you hiding something from us?"

"Huh?"

Fujian looked at her in confusion and thought: Sister Sato, this fierce woman, can also read minds?

No, why should I say it?

"I just feel that you are a little abnormal." Sato Miwako explained: "Of course, it's just a feeling. It seems that you have discovered something and don't want to tell us..."

Having known each other for such a long time, Fujino was not surprised that Sato would find that he was a little abnormal now, and whispered: "I found a lot of bombs at the bottom of the ship."

"Bombs?!"

Sato Miwako was surprised and asked quickly: "How are those bombs now?"

Fujino crossed his arms and said in a calm tone: "It's just some ordinary bombs. It's not difficult for me at all. I just dismantled them with nail clippers."

"Uh... You are worthy of it."

Sato Miwako is no longer surprised that Fujino, who saw a bomb and ran up to dismantle it with a large nail clipper, is no longer surprised.

Then she said with some resentment: "Why didn't you tell me earlier that there was a bomb on the ship and defuse it by yourself?"

"If I told you, would you still let me defuse it?" Fujino said helplessly: "What's more, if the police sent a bomb disposal team, the ship would probably be in chaos before they could defuse it."

Sato Miwako stared at Fujino, narrowed her eyes and said: "So defusing the bomb is not the point, the important thing is! If I didn't ask, you wouldn't want to keep the bombs for yourself, right?"

Fujino: "..."

You found out all this?

Seeing the other party silent, Sato Miwako held her forehead and felt a headache: "So where did you hide these bombs?"

Fujiano answered seriously: "Under my bed."

"Under the bed?"

Sato Miwako's eyebrows twitched: "Aren't you afraid that if you don't dismantle it, it will explode and blow you up?"

"Wouldn't that be just right to stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun?"

"I really don't understand what kind of joke you are playing..."

Sato Miwako was a little helpless and warned: "Forget it, hand over all the bombs when you get off the ship later. Remember, don't keep them for yourself!"

"Who would keep this thing for yourself?"

After saying this, Fujino silently added in his heart: This thing is super unpalatable, okay?

What's more, not keeping it for yourself doesn't mean I won't keep it for myself...

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The dinner of the Aphrodite was held in the banquet hall.

At first glance, the banquet hall has two floors. The upper floor is distributed on both sides, like an opera house. People sitting on the upper floor have red carpets under their feet, golden railings in front of them, and soft single sofas under their buttocks. People on the lower floor stand on the pink and white marble floor with a pink round table in front of them, which looks particularly simple.

From the upper floor, you can easily overlook the lower floor, but from the lower floor, you can't see the upper floor even if you raise your head with effort.

Sato Miwako glanced around and looked up: "It's really worthy of being a luxury cruise ship. The banquet hall is really spectacular..."

"Indeed, even the banquet hall has to be divided into two floors." Fujino followed and nodded silently: "Maybe, this is the so-called class, right?"

"Your view is really dark... But think about it carefully, the fact is indeed like this." Sato Miwako sighed and complained helplessly, "I really don't understand why you, a kid who is not even in your early twenties, think of these dark things in your head."

Fujiano: "I learned it from our little Ai."

Gray Hara Ai: Meow meow meow?

…………

Fujiano retracted his gaze and looked around.

At this time, all the people invited to the ship had gathered in the banquet hall. Those who came to the banquet were all wearing suits, dresses, and so on. Although I don’t know if they are formal clothes, they all look quite formal.

The people below are like this, and the people above are also like this.

Fortunately, he usually wears a black suit, so he doesn’t look abrupt here. As a criminal police officer, Sato Miwako usually wears a suit in plain clothes. Today, she wore a light yellow suit, which was very reasonable to blend into the crowd.

"Fujian Senior!"

At this time, a female voice with a very high resolution came.

Fujiano looked over and saw Sonoko, who was wearing a cheongsam and black high heels, walking quickly towards him.

She turned in front of Fujino and asked with a smile: "How about my cheongsam?"

"Cheongsam?"

Fujiano took a closer look.

At this time, Sonoko was wearing a red cheongsam and black high heels.

The collar of the cheongsam is a black stand-up collar with golden curved decorations around it, which cleverly forms a flame-like pattern with the surrounding red. The stand-up collar is fixed with golden buttons decorated with patterns. The buttons hold up the black fabric on both sides, revealing the gap in the middle of the chest.

The red skirt drooped to the ankles, and the slits began to fall from the knees. It didn't look particularly wild, but rather traditional and conservative. With the gold bracelet on her wrist at the moment, she really had the feeling of a rich girl.

"Hehe!"

Yuanzi scratched the back of her head and smiled awkwardly: "I originally wanted to make a short skirt, but after thinking about it, I seemed to have never worn a cheongsam since I was a child, so I changed the cheongsam!"

"No wonder I felt something was wrong."

Fujian nodded, noticing the sense of disobedience. In his impression, cheongsams usually have slanted collars, and he really hasn't seen a square standing collar like this one.

Sonoko asked expectantly, "Hey, senior, how do you feel?"

Fujino didn't know what to say, so he said thoughtfully, "Not bad, but it sets off your body shape, just enough to create a sense of curves."

"Fujino-kun... do you like cheongsam?"

Ooka Hongye came over, glanced at Sonoko, first asked Fujino in confusion, and then murmured, "Come to think of it, I haven't worn a cheongsam either, I'll make one someday?"

"Hongye, I don't think you're suitable for cheongsam."

Fujino looked at Ooka Hongye, who was wearing the dark blue dress she had worn when she went out these days, and said, "Your overall style doesn't match the cheongsam... Well, this European style looks pretty good now."

"Is that so?"

Hongye nodded thoughtfully.

In fact, Fujino didn't say it all. In his opinion, cheongsam is something that highlights the body shape very well. A well-proportioned body is just right for a cheongsam, and it won't work if it's too big or too small.

Like Hongye...

When you put it on, you will feel inexplicably bloated.

Sato Miwako next to her had dead eyes.

She looked at the two girls in front of her, then looked at Fujino in front of her, and felt something was wrong.

Finally, she couldn't help but complain in her heart: "This boy is really good at flirting!"