Chapter 88 Vodka: I want to work hard to become an excellent forensic doctor

Author: Even if the melon is not bowed

Chapter 88 Vodka: I want to work hard to become an excellent forensic doctor...

Kurodo City Hotel, high-rise suite outside.

Yuzuka Jiro strids towards the utility room at the end of the corridor.

A moment later, a slim blonde walked out of it.

The girl took a charming cat step and adjusted the prosthesis on her chest while saying softly:

"Mu Yuan, that hateful guy, what does it mean to complete this matter? I will give me two photos as a testimony of friendship... Are you threatening me with photos!"

Although the Black Feathers were complaining, the movements in his hands were not slow at all.

He didn't know where he took out an iron wire. After three or two folds, he poked and twisted, and the door in front of him was opened.

Walking into the room, Kuroyuki Kaito looked at the vodka lying on his back and shook his head helplessly:

"This guy is really big!"

"Hey...hey..."

Kuroyuki Kaito dragged the vodka to the bed with some difficulty, took off all the clothes on the vodka, and then walked back to the position where Vodka had fallen down and picked up the wine glass that fell on the ground.

"If you want to leave no trace, it's best to replace the carpet together... Mu Yuan! He will really cause trouble for me!"

By constantly using "can exchange two photos back" to encourage himself, Hei Yu Kuaido stepped on high heels, first rolled up the carpet with the problematic wine in the living room, hung it out the window with a rope, and then sprinkled all the vodka clothes and even underwear with strong wine, scattered them in every corner of the living room, then took out a pocket watch and walked into the bedroom.

He took out two handkerchiefs, poured different liquids on each, and handed the piece on his left to the vodka's nose.

"Um... the head hurts so much..." Soon, vodka woke up slowly.

"Mr. Yuzuka--Look at him!" Kuroyuki Kaito immediately shouted sweetly in the blonde's voice.

Vodka, still in confusion, subconsciously looked in the direction where the sound came, but only saw a golden pocket watch swaying in the air.

"One, two, three...bang!"

With a crisp snap of his fingers, Vodka's eyes were completely stunned in the air.

"I did a great job of completing the task assigned by the organization tonight..."

The sound of vodka suddenly appeared in the mouth of the Black Feather Prodigal.

"...Using a poison pill containing potassium cyanide, the head of the Fujiwara family was solved without anyone noticing. Then, under the guidance of Memu Thirteen, he successfully framed the blame for the case on the next head of the Fujiwara family..."

"After returning to the hotel, I party with the blonde before for the whole night, and my waist will be sore until the third day."

After saying that, Heiyu Kaito picked up another handkerchief, covered Vodka's mouth and nose, and took advantage of the moment when he was about to finish turning his eyes, he snapped his fingers again.

"Bang! Get it done!"

Heiyu Kuaido breathed a sigh of relief and immediately started sending a text message.

The first one was sent to Mu Yuan, and he was notified to return the photos immediately.

The second item was sent to the assistant, Terai Yunosuke, and asked him to change to the same carpet.

As the assistant of the two generations of monster thief Kid, although Terai Yuu Nosuke is older, his efficiency in doing things is not slow at all.

In less than half an hour, he used his remote glider to deliver the same carpet.

Heiyu Kaito carefully laid the new carpet, took out his phone again and took a look, then gritted his teeth and said:

"Damn it, I haven't replied to my message yet. Could that guy Mu Yuan have fallen asleep, right?"

"You don't even ask for such an important thing?"

"I don't know if it's because of my heart that is really big or I'm really heartless!"

Heiyu Kaito complained a few times, but finally gave up on his plan to call him directly.

After all, what if Mu Yuan gets up and doesn’t return the photo to him?

When the nude photos are held in his hands, he can only choose to be cautious and patient.

However, just as he packed up his things and was about to leave, he suddenly remembered Mu Yuan's last words.

"Wait, I remember that guy Mu Yuan seemed to say..."

Heiyu Kaito frowned, turned around and walked back to the bedroom, and took out the previous potion and pocket watch again...

"One, two, three, bang..."

The sound of vodka sounded again:

"In order to complete the organization's tasks, I must study forensic knowledge well in the future and strive to become an excellent forensic practitioner...Ba!"

...

Before leaving, in order to prevent the effect of the first hypnosis from weakening, Heiyu Kaito had to "DuangDuang" on Vodka's back midfielder.

…

…

Early the next morning.

"Ah! Xiaolan, how can the rice you cook be so delicious!?"

In order to get the hot spring, I had to help Muyuan clean the temple's Suzuki Yuanko was resurrected all morning.

She looked at the little Wukong who was drinking pot of milk on the side and waved:

"Xiao Wukong, do you think Xiaolan's breakfast is the best in the world?"

"Sumi..." Ran Mori looked at his good friend with helpless look.

"Ao Meow!" Xiao Wukong glanced at Yuanzi with disdain, meaning: That's because I have never seen my master's strength.

"Ahhaha, you think so too, right!"

"..." Xiao Wukong licked the bottom of the pelvis, too lazy to look back.

At this time, Mu Yuan walked in with a roll of caliper used to measure his clothes.

Xiao Wukong felt the master's breath, and immediately raised his ears and turned around to pounce on Mu Yuan, but after seeing the tape ruler in Mu Yuan, he instantly froze in place and his ears drooped.

(I don’t know why, it’s so terrible to hold the owner of the roll…)

"Yuanzi, Miss Xiaolan, can you help me?" Mu Yuan whispered: "Please carry Wukong's front paws and hind legs separately. I want to measure the length of the individual."

"Okay." Ran Mori nodded gently.

Suzuki Yuanko was still silenced last night, but she just curled her lips and didn't reply, but she still got up and walked over.

"Relax a little more." Mu Yuan said as he looked at the movements of the two.

"Spread it out?" Suzuki Sonoko frowned, always feeling that the word should not be used here.

"Well, the limbs are separated, so that not only the length, width and area can be displayed." Mu Yuan took the Polaroid and said calmly: "By the way, Miss Xiaolan can you please pull up a handful of fur and let me take a picture of the density and quality details of the fur?"

"..." Ran Maori was also silent.

Obviously, the body length is...it seems...not very serious.

But after all, the two of them had never raised tigers, so it is hard to question Mu Yuan, a beast-taught expert who holds a special breeding license.

Maybe, how about measuring the length of a tiger?

…

Soon, Mu Yuan took a photo of Wukong, marked the test results on the back of the photo, and stuffed them into an envelope.

Ran Maori and Yuanzi have already packed up their clothes to change and are ready to go to school.

"By bye! Goku! Xiao Huang!" Ran Mori turned his head and thought for a while and said, "Mu Yuanjun, there is a National High School Karate Competition I want to participate in this weekend. Are you going to come?"

"Tsk, you still need to ask?" Yuanzi curled his lips, "A martial arts fanatic like him, even if you don't invite him, he will definitely be there!"

"National High School Students Karate Competition..."

Mu Yuan subconsciously repeated it, and the invincible figure with golden holy flames burning all over his body appeared in his mind...

Are there anyone like this among the contestants?

No, it is impossible. A genius like Ran Maori may only appear in a thousand years. It is difficult to meet a second one. He only needs to cultivate this one with all his strength.

Thinking of this, Mu Yuan immediately looked up and said, "By the way, Miss Xiaolan, I contacted you last night with a karate master. I just happened to ask him to give you some advice on your practice before the game. Are you going to see him?"

"Master? Could it be a liar that appeared somewhere, right?" Yuanzi frowned.

Mu Yuan recalled the way he was in a round heart when he forced Yuta to make a promise, shook his head and said, "It shouldn't be, but this master is already seventy years old, so I'm afraid he can no longer point his fingers."

"Eh?" Ran Maori was stunned, and suddenly said in front of him: "Mu Yuanjun, what you are talking about..."

"A master of wisdom, that person is called."

Ran Maori exclaimed: "It's really him!"

Everyone should know who is a master of talent?
Chapter completed!