"The thorn marks are still fresh. It must have been a short time since I started, but there were no footprints on the snow..." Kuraso took out the mini telescope and looked at her vehicle. She frowned and murmured, "What exactly did this happen?"
Leaving no traces on the snow, not making too much noise to poke the tires, the difficulty is probably not less than murder in the snow... It is worthy of being Uzo, in order to retain the innocent actors on the stage, he used this method that could make the Tokyo police think for ten years.
So now, should we continue to escape by force, or give him some face and stay for a look?
After thinking for a while, Curacao slipped back to the sofa from the window as if nothing had happened and sat back in a low profile.
——It’s not that she is worried that she will face a series of life and death levels designed by Uzzo after she escapes, but that Belmode has now started a gambling game. As a member of the Passerby Mutual Aid Association, she seems to need to participate.
"If you don't enter the tiger's den, you can get a tiger's son. Only by being in the situation like I am now can you get more information and get more currency. Only by saving enough currency can I get detailed information about Uzzo from vodka at any time, so as not to happen similar things again next time."
An organization cadre hypnotized himself while staying silently in his original place.
...
The entrance of the main door.
Unlike the narrow entrance hall of ordinary houses, it is as spacious as a lecture hall.
Damen Lianglang led his group through the yard and opened the door to enter the entrance.
As soon as I looked up, I saw two people standing in front of me - my brother and sister-in-law, who had already arrived at the door, and were looking at them with a bad expression.
"Brother, I'm back." Omen Ryoro tried his best to ignore their expressions and greeted him kindly, "You look good."
The eldest brother didn't have any thoughts of joking. He frowned and ignored the group of guests. He asked his second brother straight to the point: "You have been away for so many years, why did you come back at this time?"
Lianglang of Omen was stunned and sighed helplessly: "We brothers haven't seen each other for five years, can't you say anything else? It's too cold to do this."
Seeing this, the maid who rushed over quickly eased the atmosphere. She tentatively said to the eldest brother of the main house: "The second young master seems to have brought a lot of guests, why would you like to invite them in and sit in first?"
The eldest sister-in-law glanced at her: "When is it your turn to speak here?"
The young and beautiful maid was stunned and lowered her head.
The eldest sister-in-law turned around and slowly glanced at the people behind her second brother. Finally, her eyes stopped on Jiang Xia. She asked Damen Lianglang: "Who are these people? They look so familiar."
Daemon Lianglang introduced: "It was a friend I met at Xiuyou Festival. There was a landslide nearby and their car was blocked here. I thought that there were many empty rooms in our family, so I wanted to invite them to stay for one night and wait until the road was repaired before leaving."
The elder brother's eyes twitched slightly: "A guy who has not been home for several years suddenly brought back a large group of outsiders, and he said he would invite someone to visit - you are not at all."
Yoshiro Omen finally couldn't help laughing: "What do you mean? Do you think I'm an outsider?"
Seeing that the two were about to arguish, suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps coming from the corridor next to them.
Several people looked in the sound and saw a majestic old man in a kimono and wearing a thick beard walking over.
He saw his second son at the door and snorted coldly: "Do you still know how to come back?"
Daemon Ryoro nodded with anxiety: He could have guessed the following conversation - it was nothing more than asking him what he had been doing in the past few years, then scolding him, and finally threatening a few words that he would not give him a penny in the future...
He cleared his throat and was about to deal with it one by one, but when he looked up, his father was not even looking at him. The next moment, Damen Lianglang found that this serious and rigid father was so inhumane that there was a flattering smile on his face.
Omen Ryoro: “…?”
"Miss Suzuki!" The president of Omen looked behind his second son, and crossed him and stretched out his hand enthusiastically. "I really didn't expect that Inuko could make friends like you - please give me more advice in the future."
Suzuki Yuanko shook hands with him, showing a polite but embarrassing smile: she, she didn't remember seeing this president at all, after all, this place is already Saitama Prefecture, and there is a little overlap with the Tokyo social circle, but not that much. And when the banquet is held, who would pay attention to an elderly grandfather?
Fortunately, the president of the main gate did not pull her to chat, because the president with a wide connection soon made a new discovery: "The child of the Shiragoon family is also here? Say hello to your father for me - Lianglang is really promising. It seems that he has listened to me in the past five years and is ready to return to the right path."
Officer Shiraki: "..." This is all about everything, we and your son are just pure encounters...
However, as an adult, he certainly would not say anything disappointing at this time. And on the other hand, the president's enthusiastic attitude gave him some more and less face - in normal times, he was very impatient with this boring socializing. But now Officer Sato is next to him, Shirago hopes that the more people there are, the better.
"Hmm? I seem to have seen you on TV." The president of the Damen seemed to have a pair of eyes that were good at discovering. The busy hand came over and shook Jiang Xia again, "You should be a celebrity... By the way, you are a detective!"
After greeting the three familiar people, I looked around carefully and the president of the gate finally stopped intercourse tonight's temporary social interaction.
"No, not bad." He rarely showed a good face to his younger son, and at the same time said to several guests enthusiastically, "It's a fate to come to my house. You can stay here tonight. Although we don't have any beautiful attractions, my yard is well built and is very suitable for viewing the snow."
As he said that, he turned his head and said to the maid: "Go and help the guests clean up the guest room and find a room for Lianglang. By the way, prepare some late-night snacks - bring the best."
Damen Lianglang, who unexpectedly received good treatment: "..."
My elder brother and sister-in-law who thought my father would teach his younger brother a lesson: "..."
The maid who thought she was going to be busy with the fight today: "..."
After a brief silence, they did not dare to delay and quickly followed the instructions of the head of the family and began to do their own things.
...
Meanwhile, Belmode's mobile phone.
A group of people everywhere gathered in the same mini program at this time.
Unfortunately, since Damenjia does not have the hobby of installing surveillance everywhere at home, this time, everyone can only rely on the voice files sent by Belmode to judge the status quo.
Chapter completed!