Conan: The Unscientific Uchiha

"what happened?"

As soon as Haibara's words left her mouth, she saw two cars and Suzuki Ayako waiting on the roadside.

She frowned suddenly and had a bad feeling in her heart.

Of course, this does not mean that there will be any relationship between Shimizu Koji and Suzuki Ayako. She is actually not too worried about this.

To put it bluntly, Shimizu Koji is just a good-looking "pighead". He is really reckless in his emotions and it is hard to resist. Most of these cabbage daughters from chaebol families who are forced to do whatever they want have no chance with him.

"I have something to do later. You can stay with Miss Ayako and let her take care of you for the whole afternoon."

Qingshui Koji's tone was calm, and Haiyuan Ai raised his eyebrows. As expected, it was as expected.

Although I felt a little uncomfortable because Koji Shimizu 'sold' her to someone else without even discussing it with her.

But, seeing as this guy performed well today (swiping her card), she would forgive him generously~~.

"I see."

Haihara Ai nodded, then withdrew his small hand from Qingshui Koji's, and walked slowly towards Suzuki Ayako.

At this time, Koji Shimizu had already walked to the car next to him.

"Miss Ayako, I leave it to you, Xiao Ai."

After taking the keys from the waiter at the front of the car, Koji Shimizu glanced at Suzuki Ayako and Haibara Ai, and gave instructions again.

Suzuki Ayako also smiled and nodded. Without saying anything, she turned around and sat in the back seat of the car with Haibara Ai.

What can be seen is that their car is a high-end luxury passenger car specially customized by the Suzuki family. There is a small standing figure in front of the car. The car that Shimizu Koji has, at his request, is just an ordinary car.

An S-Class Mercedes-Benz.

Koji Shimizu glanced at the W140 from behind the car. He didn't know much about the configuration of this model, or he never cared about it.

But the car does meet his requirements. The appearance is low-key enough, but it still feels comfortable. Without the small emblem on the front, it looks almost the same as most family cars.

After getting into the car, fastening his seat belt, taking out a map of Osaka, and roughly anchoring to a location, Shimizu Koji drove slowly and set off.

As for Xiaolan Hattori and the others, he had already informed them via text message. The excuse he used was of course Haibara Ai.

What Shimizu Koji didn't know was that at the same time that he drove his car and left Shinsaibashi Shopping Street, a car with the same destination as his started on the other side and set off.

They will meet at their final destination.

There is much less traffic on the roads in Osaka than in Tokyo.

Iori Wuga, a man in a suit with long black curly hair, used to be a police officer, but now he is the bodyguard of the eldest lady of the Ooka family.

He drove the car seriously and attentively, always alert for any disturbance, but this was his habit, and now, it had been no longer necessary for a long time.

But three years ago, he almost died in that accident because of his carelessness.

At that time, when he was rescued by the girl in the back seat of the car, he had already decided to spend the rest of his life protecting her safety.

Of course, a love story between the butler and the eldest lady is impossible. The age gap between them is too big, and

Iori Muga glanced at the rearview mirror. On the back seat of the car, Ooka Momiji looked calm and looked out of the car, slightly lost in thought.

Next to her, there were many exquisite handbags, all of which were very fashionable and popular things, but at this time, none of them were taken seriously by her.

Only in her slender hands was a purple amulet that fit her temperament perfectly.

Chapter 189 How deep are the red leaves?

Koji Shimizu followed the map and drove all the way out of the urban area of ​​Osaka. Fortunately, the view from Tsutenkaku Tower was really wide. In addition, the terrain of the place was relatively high and it was halfway up the mountain, so Koji Shimizu had the opportunity to notice it.

August 20th, late August, has officially entered the end of midsummer.

In the past few days, it was also a rare time to be together. Koji Shimizu drove the car and slowly climbed up the mountain.

Although it is said that the best viewing period of the red leaf season will not be reached for another ten days, it is not far away at this moment.

There are clumps of red leaves all over the mountain. Although there are some slight yellow and green mottled leaves on some leaves, it is almost completely invisible as a whole.

Nearly two hours have passed since Koji Shimizu drove out of the city. Although he could vaguely see it from a distance, the mountain running to death, and Koji Shimizu's unfamiliarity with the road conditions, obviously took a long detour, and he had to take a long detour from time to time. I checked the map to make sure I was on the right track, so my speed was very slow.

So at this time, the time has reached three o'clock in the afternoon.

The blazing midday has passed, and the occasional sunshine among the mottled red leaves will no longer make people feel hot, but will only make people feel relaxed and comfortable.

Especially, when you are alone and alone in a car on this mountainous road, and the car window is open, you will hear either the sound of wind, the waves of leaves, or the clear and sweet chirping of birds.

More than ten minutes later, Koji Shimizu arrived.

However, his brows, which had been relaxed because of the scenery along the way, could not help but frown at this time.

Because just before his car, an obviously brand-new limousine also drove into the door of the luxury villa in the mountains.

The other party seemed to be coming from another way.

There was no guard in front of the big iron gate above the ramp, and Shimizu Koji's car did not appear directly. He parked the car on the side of the road, waited for a while, and then got out of the car alone.

After getting out of the car, Shimizu Koji had already changed his clothes. The clothes were still his, but not only did he cover his face with a mask, he even wore a hat this time.

Regarding the limitation of his Sharingan, Koji Shimizu actually thought of other solutions. For example, he bought some new colored contact lenses that were recently launched on the market and tried them out.

But the effect can only be said to be overshadowing. People in this world have different eye colors. What really makes people notice that something is wrong is when his eyes suddenly turn red, and the small black magatama can still turn.

Colored contact lenses were useless and very uncomfortable, so for the time being, Shimizu Koji could only use his usual three-piece set of murder and arson.

Hat, mask (scarf), sword.

Looking up, the villa is very big, but it is just a villa. It is naturally not as good as a palace like the Tie Family Manor. It can only be a place where rich people go to escape the heat and cool down in the summer.

And now, it seems that the owner happens to be here.

Koji Shimizu wears his Masamune on his waist. Since the last incident, whenever he can carry a sword, he usually carries it with him in case of emergency.

And as they walked all the way to the big iron gate and got closer to the villa, Koji Shimizu's eyes suddenly froze slightly.

Here he has been.

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Three years ago today, the Ooka family was at its peak, because Ooka Momiji's grandfather was the Prime Minister of Japan at that time.

Although it is generally believed that the Japanese Prime Minister only has a very deceptive name, in fact he is just a domestic dog raised by major chaebols.

But for the Ooka family, they are different. Their family itself is a chaebol. Her grandfather is very powerful and courageous. He entered politics and won the 'game' in the final election.

And because he is a consortium himself, after taking office, he no longer has to listen to the instructions of those consortiums. Others could offer huge profits to the previous prime minister, but in front of the Ooka family, they were ashamed to put forward their own conditions.

And it is precisely because of this that Ooka Momiji's grandfather's career as prime minister was based on personal interests and a considerable degree of idealism from the beginning.

To put it simply, Ooka Momiji’s grandfather had two purposes: to allow the Ooka family to continue to grow and develop, and to make the Japanese people’s lives better.

So what should we do? Who will give up those benefits and who will create those values?

The Japanese people had become poor and there was no more money to be made from them. In the end, Ooka Masaharu set his sights on some big forces that were also part of the conglomerate.

Then he was assassinated.

Just keep the pot and don't let everyone eat for the time being. If Ooka Masaharu behaves like that, he still wants to smash other people's bowls.

Maybe there are other reasons, but what is intolerable is intolerable.

Three years ago, a sensational assassination brought a perfect end to Ooka Momiji's grandfather.

Of course, her grandfather was not dead, because it was not him who was assassinated that day.

Only later, due to the convergence of various factors, not long after the assassination, Ooka Momiji's grandfather took the blame and stepped down, ignoring political affairs.

On that day, the person who was assassinated, or the person who was misunderstood and affected, was Ooka Momiji.

This was a luxurious villa that was regarded as "unknown" by the Ooka family not long after it was built and abandoned like worn-out shoes.

In the past three years, no Ooka family members have been here except Ooka Momiji, but there are still people who clean and maintain it regularly.

In short, for the Ooka family, throwing away this villa that cost billions of yen to build and throwing it here is like throwing away an insignificant sesame seed.

If it hadn't been so sensational back then, it's hard to say whether anyone would still remember that they had a villa here.

In the villa, Ooka Hongye walked in front, carrying large and small handbags, as if she had really returned to her own home, strolling around, elegant and calm, quite relaxed.

The air inside the villa is very cold, and even a little bit permeable because it has been unoccupied for a long time, but this does not make Ooka Momiji, who is only wearing a long skirt and stockings, feel any extra. After all, this is her third year here. .

Iori Muga turned on the lights in the villa hall, which suddenly became brighter, while Ooka Momiji kept walking and just walked towards a corner of the villa hall.

There is nothing there, no, it cannot be said that there is nothing there. On the marble floor printed with purple diamond patterns, the entire hall is as smooth as ice. There is only a small black mark in that corner.

Ooka Momiji placed her handbag on the ground in the corner, with a hint of loss and reminiscence in her eyes. One item was taken out and arranged neatly. Iori Wuga also followed behind her and watched quietly.

"The gods have done things for a long time, and I have never heard of them. On the Dragon River, the maple is red, and the gurgling water is deep."

Ooka Hongye whispered silently, no one knew what she was thinking.

But, Iori Wuga knows that this is the third time.

Qingshui Koji stood at the door of the villa, hesitated for a moment, and finally took a step forward and walked in.

And along the way, he looked around and compared.

When he got close to the villa, he could still vaguely feel the malice, but it was actually not as strong as the glimpse he had at Tongten Pavilion.

Something strange, no, very strange.

Qingmizu Koji frowned, the malice in his heart was insensitive, but there was a faint chill in his heart.

He became a little wary, but he probably wasn't the owner of the house and wouldn't welcome him.

"咚咚-"

Out of courtesy, Koji Shimizu knocked on the door.

The knock on the door seemed quiet and distant, startling the birds in the forest nearby.

Of course, everyone in the villa was also shocked.

Chapter 190 It’s just the right time

"Who are you?!"

In the villa, the situation took a turn for the worse.

Facing a group of unknown people who suddenly filed down from upstairs, Ooka Momiji turned around, raised his eyebrows, and while questioning, he immediately planned to move aside.

Her corner position was very close to the back door of the villa, and Iori Muga was in front of her all of a sudden.

Ooka Momiji just subconsciously asked, but in fact, of course she understood instantly that no matter who the other party was, waiting for them to appear here, it must be someone with bad intentions.

To be honest, Ooka Momiji and even Iori Muga did not expect this situation.

Because after the incident three years ago, this kind of thing should never happen again.

Unless the other party doesn't know her identity, but obviously, the other party knows it, and the purpose is very strong.

When Hongye's grandfather resigned honorably, everyone later knew that a large part of his reason was to protect his precious granddaughter. At that time, many arrangements and policies for other consortiums were also canceled and stopped.

Therefore, when he resigned, the major financial groups and families in Japan all tacitly paid high respect to Mr. Ooka. Of course, the Ooka family, which is powerful in itself, is naturally more respected and tacitly protected.

Because since Ooka Momiji's grandfather gave in, how could most of the mob dare to have other ideas? Therefore, although the Ooka family could not continue to reap political benefits afterwards, their strength, reputation, and status were all real. Go up a level.

Therefore, why would anyone still want to target the Ooka family now? !

This is the common doubt of Ooka Momiji and Iori Muaga.

There were many people coming downstairs. One of the two leaders had a hooked nose and a cold look on his face, while the other was wearing a suit and leather shoes. Their faces looked ordinary, but at this moment, there was a dangerous light in their eyes.

They walked downstairs, and the man in the suit waved his hand. Dozens of people behind him immediately surrounded Iori Muga and Ooka Momiji in silence.

"This eldest lady, the one outside the back door is also one of ours."

The man in the suit seemed to have seen through Ooka Momiji's thoughts. After all, although Ooka Momiji's expression was calm, her actions still betrayed her.

She is not stupid, nor does she have the courage to shout out of thin air like those young ladies in TV dramas. Suddenly faced with such a situation, Ooka Momiji could only remain silent, and her mood sank to the bottom for a while.

"So, who are you? If you want money, I can have it delivered right now." Ooka Hongye said this without any expectations, and the other party did not disappoint her.

"No, no, no, Miss Ooka, we don't want money, we want you."