Chapter 409: Ireland: As expected, he is still a child of the organization
"Well, I should go back to sleep." Miyamoto Aito nodded.
"The newspaper still needs to be written. After all, we have completed our duties as detectives." Jiang Shouhuang gave orders to Aoyagi Tetsuya.
The duty of a detective is to find out the truth, and they already know that Moritani Teiji is the culprit.
Whether it is arresting or disposing of bombs, it is the job of the police.
After all, they are just a group of elementary school students and are completely powerless against bombs.
"Let's go, I'll take you back first." Hideki Zhuxing walked out.
The police will arrive at Moritani Teiji's house soon. It doesn't matter even if they leave first.
"Someone has come to pick me up and is already waiting for me outside." Miyamoto Aito said with a smile.
"Someone has come to pick you up? Oh, isn't this great?" Hideki Morohoshi raised his eyebrows in surprise.
We have been playing together for a while, and during this time... no one has ever come to take Miyamoto home.
Someone actually came to pick me up today? It’s really rare.
"What kind of person is he?" Kikukawa Seiichiro asked curiously.
"Uncle Nakagawa... he is a very gentle person at heart!" Miyamoto Aito thought about it seriously and then said sincerely.
"A gentle person?" Jiang Shouhuang mentally imagined the image of a gentle and handsome mixed-race guy.
After all, the members of the Miyamoto family all have mixed-race characteristics in appearance.
If you are related to Miyamoto, it won't be ugly no matter how you think about it.
"That should be very handsome." Takizawa Shinya said.
"Very handsome!" Miyamoto Aito confirmed their statement and even nodded vigorously to show that it was true.
No one doubted his statement, they just thought that the so-called Uncle Nakagawa should be a gentle and handsome middle-aged man.
Until they walked out of the big iron gate of Moritani House and saw the white car parked outside the door and the man standing beside the car, they all fell into silence.
"Uncle Nakagawa!" the white-haired boy shouted cheerfully, ran to the other party, and naturally raised his hands to hug him.
The man with bland, almost white, light blond hair and eyebrows bowed down and hugged the other person.
He seemed not only to have nothing to do with gentleness, but also to be very... ferocious.
Wearing a black suit, he has a great figure and looks like a thug in a suit.
"How did Miyamoto find gentleness and handsomeness in him?" Takizawa Shinya whispered.
Miyamoto's eyes...are they okay?
"...I don't know either." Jiang Shouhuang and Kikukawa Seiichiro shook their heads in unison and said in unison.
"In the eyes of that guy Miyamoto, there are no ugly people." Hideki Morohoshi complained.
There are no annoying people either.
Although that man is indeed not ugly, he even has a special charm because of his figure like a thug in a suit and his fierce temperament.
But it was really different from the image they imagined at the beginning.
"But that man... looks familiar..." Jiang Shouhuang looked at the man with light blond hair thoughtfully.
He no longer looks young, but there is no old age about him.
He doesn't look young, but he has great vitality.
"It seems that he was at a business summit. He was also the person in charge of a company. That company seemed to be... about medical devices?" Jiang Shouhang recalled his childhood memories.
"His status seems to be quite high. At the summit, many people gathered around him and talked with him as the core," he said.
"Anyone related to the Miyamoto family will be regarded as the core." Takizawa Shinya said matter-of-factly.
After all, it is a family that has been entrenched in Japan for hundreds of years, and the outside world has never seen its decline.
They will always maintain the appearance of an ancient aristocratic family, and are impeccable in terms of bloodline and status.
Although the Suzuki Group is also very rich, even has a very high-profile style and is quite famous, everyone in China still respects the Miyamoto Group more.
Because compared to Miyamoto, the Suzuki family is just a new wealthy family.
Many people even think that the Suzuki family belongs to the nouveau riche.
"That's right." Jiang Shouhuan agreed with Takizawa Shinya's statement.
"Say goodbye to your friend." The man with light blond hair touched the boy's white hair and said after looking at the primary school students.
"Goodbye, everyone." Miyamoto Aito said goodbye to his friends obediently.
"Bye~" The Silver Bullets smiled and waved.
Watching Miyamoto Aito get into the car, the car started and left.
Then several people got into Tetsuya Aoyagi's car.
There was no car in front of the big iron gate of Moritani House.
"Do you play with them so late every day?" Ireland asked as he drove, casually hiding the car ashtray.
"It's just occasionally, because as a detective, unexpected events will happen, so sometimes it will be a little later..." Aito shook his head and explained.
Sometimes the silver bullet doesn't even meet the case, everyone just chats and reads in the office, and then goes home early.
"Detective? How did you think of becoming a detective?" Ireland was a little confused.
There don't seem to be many detectives in the organization. Even if people choose to disguise their identities, they rarely choose to be detectives.
"Because Zhuxing and the others wanted to be a player, so I became a player with them." Aito replied naturally.
"Zhu Xing? Those children just now are ordinary children, are you friends with them?" Ireland asked like a parent who cares about the growth of his children.
"Ordinary children shouldn't kill people, right? Zhuxing and the others are not ordinary children, we are friends." Aito thought for a while and said.
"Kill..." Ireland frowned.
What did these elementary school students go through to kill?
Aren't they not members of the organization but also ordinary?
Come to think of it, how is it possible for a child from an organization to make friends with a truly ordinary child? They can't play together at all, and they don't even have anything in common.
"By the way, could you please ask Uncle Ireland to send me to Mihua City Hall?" Aito asked.
"What are you going to do over there?" Although Ireland asked, his hands were already turning the steering wheel.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Wasn't there an explosion over there not long ago? Although he didn't go there, he could still see the light of fire that vaguely filled half of the sky while staying outside Moritani House.
I'm afraid there's a panic over there now. What were you going to do in the past?
The white-haired boy took out a large igniter from nowhere. This igniter looked very exquisite and was expensive at first glance.
"There is a task that needs to be handled over there." Miyamoto Aito turned on the ignition and pressed the button.
Even from a distance, Ireland could hear the explosion coming from behind, and the fire that seemed to light up the night at that moment.
"Detonator?" Ireland asked, looking at the igniter in the boy's hand through the rearview mirror.
This distance and this direction...
The explosion should have occurred at the mansion that Avicril had just walked out of not long ago.
However, the movement caused by this explosion cannot be created by just a few bombs.
"The mission target is Moritani Teiji. He also installed the bomb in the house himself. The purpose is to take everyone to death when he is desperate. It just so happens that there are many organizations providing support in his house, which need to be disposed of.
"The white-haired boy's smile is still soft and warm.
"Thanks to the bomb he installed, it's much more convenient." He said in a soft and cute voice.
The detonator was obtained in the other party's study. Liu Yan had already discovered that bombs were planted everywhere in Moritani House, and he had also seen the detonator in the study, so he put the detonator away when he entered the study.
As long as he thinks about it, no one can see his movements.
Ireland looked at the gentle, cute little boy saying such words, and just sighed in his heart.
He is indeed a child of the organization.
No matter how cute and harmless it looks, it doesn't affect its essence.