Next to him, Yoshiro Omen didn't think much about it. When he heard the lawyer's question, he shook his head: "I'm back today to make a break with my father."
Curacao: "!"
Belmode: "!"
For a moment, both of them had the urge to hold their phones and click on a small program.
But immediately afterwards, the question of "is it really that simple?" made their movements pause at the same time, revealing a thoughtful look.
This change was very subtle, and the three police officers did not pay any attention, but it was taken into his eyes by a certain fbi who was full of plants and trees.
Judy: "..." What's going on? The actions and expressions of Belmode and the female lawyer were briefly synchronized. Do they have any connections that they don't know?
Judy's expression changed very subtly, and neither female high school students paid attention to it at all, but it was taken into consideration by a fake elementary school student who was full of plants and trees.
Conan: What's going on with "..."? Why are these three suspicious guys all so sensitive to the word "dead". Do they know the inside story of some major families or are planning to do something?
The air calmed down for a moment.
Jiang Xia leaned against the table, feeling three murderous auras with different fragrances, and squinted her eyes comfortably.
Unlike other members of the organization and FBI, others didn't think so much: for a rebellious son, the "breaking" between him and his father has too many forms and meanings.
Sure enough, Daemon Lianglang did not say any terrible words such as "kill". He explained: "My father always wanted me to join his company and take over his position. But his mind was full of money and money. He would not cooperate with other companies for win-win cooperation, and would only use any means to invade other people's interests.
"If I really inherited the company and with my father's domineering personality, I would have to be forced to follow his old path - but I hate this arrogant style, so I would have resolutely left this home five years ago and rejected my father's arrangements for me with actions."
"New Doctor" pushed his glasses: "Then you are back now for..."
Daemon Ryoro smiled bitterly: "Actually, I will go to Spain next month. I will not return to this place before I make a fortune. If I am not lucky, maybe I will never see my father again in this life.
"After thinking about it, I finally decided to come back before departure. It would be best if my father could recognize my decision and the pursuit of my ideal is to express support."
As he was talking, suddenly, a sneer came from the door.
The eldest sister-in-law was actually eavesdropping outside. At this time, she laughed out loud and was noticed by everyone. She simply pushed the door and said to her brother-in-law: "It sounds nice to say, but according to my opinion, you are back this time to take over the door for yourself!"
Omen Ryoro frowned: "If this is the case, I wouldn't have left 5 years ago."
"What's the noise!"
The president of the gate just finished scolding his eldest son, and as soon as he went out, he found that his second son and his eldest daughter-in-law had arguing in front of the guests. His eyes twitched wildly: "Do you understand what family scandals mean? You should not be exposed! Really, you are upset when you see you idiot couple."
Without paying attention to these terrible children, he turned his head to several guests and said, "It's rare to come here and take you to see my most proud collection - come here."
He led everyone through the corridor, through the snowy yard, and came to a room opposite.
"This is the house I usually live in." Standing under the eaves and looking at the heavy snow outside, the president of the gate hid and said proudly, "How is it, it's not bad."
"..." Curacao looked at this place that was standing alone in the corner of the yard like a small island, even if the butcher was slapping pigs inside, no one would hear it. He nodded slowly.
Do you really live in such a haunted place?
...It seems that she doesn't need to do this silence mission.
Although some customers cannot agree with the location of the president of the gate, some people always appreciate this design.
Officer Shiragou's eyes were slightly brighter and he exclaimed: "It's really good to leave the world and be independent, quiet and undisturbed - after getting married, my wife and I can also choose this kind of place for the wedding room."
As he said that, he glanced at Officer Sato impliedly.
Mikako Sato: "..." No, this kind of snowy place looks very cold, and I may be frozen after staying for one night... Then again, I will see what I do, I won't be your wife.
The suggestion was rejected, but fortunately the one who was praised received the signal. The president of the gate laughed and looked like he met a confidant: "Yes, the main house is noisy every day. Only when I return to this place can I truly feel leisure. In addition, there is also my treasure here-"
He closed the umbrella he held when he came, handed it to the maid, then pushed the door open and turned on the lights in the room.
Suddenly, a cold and hard living room appeared in front of everyone.
And directly opposite the gate, a set of ancient and solemn armor is enshrined in the center. It is filled with pitch-black models. It looks like it has been a few years and has complete accessories, like an antique passed down from the Warring States Period.
"How is it? It's not bad." The president of the Damen introduced to everyone proudly, "This is the armor that Chonghua Xiuyou wore back then."
"Shooting the Skill Friend?" Suzuki Yuanko scratched her hair card, "This name sounds so familiar, I seem to have heard it somewhere."
Jiang Xia glanced at the classmate who looked like a leaky pot and had to whisper her: "It was the legendary general who was advised by Mr. Lianglang at the ceremony just now, but was killed by the lord. So he killed the lord and stabbed himself in the throat."
"Oh!" Compared to the name of a person, the deeds are indeed more memorable. Suzuki Yuanko's memory suddenly revived, and then she was amazed afterwards, "In other words, is this a pair of armor from five hundred years ago?"
"..." The president of the gate was not good enough to directly scold this guy who couldn't grasp the key points, so he had to clear his throat in secret and correct the key points. "The ones that were hundreds of years ago were not important. What's important is that it was the only thing left by the legendary general."
"So that's it!" The adults were half sincere and half supportive, and "you can feel the pressure and courage it exudes from afar, and it is worthy of being the relic of the general."
However, in this home, it seems that everyone has to be criticized for their words.
As soon as the praise fell, a voice came from behind: "Power and courage? Not so - what you feel should be the wronged soul attached to it."
Chapter completed!