Kanagawa Taoist College Students

"Dad, Mom, this is Zhenzhonghao." At breakfast, Yamamoto voiced someone to introduce her to her parents.

"Hello, I met for the first time, I was bothered." Li Xuehao solemnly bowed to the parents of Yamamoto's younger brother. When he really faced it, he didn't have much embarrassment in his heart, but it seemed natural.

Yamamoto’s father’s father is Yamamoto’s heavy light, and his mother is Yamamoto.

Although Yamamoto's heavy-weight figure is not high, it is about one meter more than seven meters, but his body is tough, his face is strong, and there is a mustache on his lips, especially a pair of eyes, which looks very sharp and seems to be able to see people. Li Xuehao even noticed that the blood in his body is several times that of ordinary people. This is enough to show that he is not an ordinary person, but at least he is also a martial arts master.

In this regard, Li Xuehao did not know from his Yamamoto voice or Yamamoto Ryo who his father did what he did, but now it seems that it is not an ordinary office worker.

Yamamoto and the Yamamoto voice are similar to seven or eight. They are mature mature women. When they laugh, they are very gentle. The first impression she puts on her apron and around the apron is a competent housewife.

"Hello, really Zhongjun." Yamamoto's heavy light did not speak, only looked at him with a sharp gaze, talking about Yamamoto to stay in the United States, smiling eyes with a little curiosity, but more incredible.

Li Xuehao didn't know why her eyes were so complicated, but the general feeling was very friendly. However, Yamamoto's heavy light gave him the feeling of having some scrutiny.

"Listen to the voice, is true Zhongjun and Liangtai in a class?" Yamamoto asked the United States to sit down while giving him a bowl of white rice.

"Yes." Li Xuehao quickly thanked.

"Mom, the true score is the first in the whole year." Yamamoto is too proud to say.

"So what about you, good?" Yamamoto stayed with his eyes open and his face still smiled, but it seems that there is a huge devil figure behind it.

I was scared that Yamamoto was too afraid to talk any more. I quickly bowed my head and ate a few mouthfuls of rice. I was too anxious to eat. I almost yelled at myself and grabbed the miso soup and drank a big mouth, but I was so hot and wacky.

"Stupid!" Yamamoto stunned his eyes.

Yamamoto stayed at the US and looked at his son with helplessness. He continued to smile and asked: "What is the taste of Zhenzhongjun?" Although her daughter did not say it, she knew that this boy was a lover of her daughter, and she gave her daughter a value of four before. A gift of 6,000 million, this kind of big hand is hard to imagine in reality, so she will be curious.

"It's delicious, it's very delicious." Li Xuehao is not the flattering of the mother-in-law, because the taste is really good, it is better than the Yamamoto voice that he usually eats at school. Obviously, her mother is better than her daughter. .

"Then please eat more." Yamamoto said with a smile, it seems to be very satisfied with his answer.

Yamamoto's heavy light has not spoken, it seems very serious, and occasionally I will look at someone, but they also have the taste of scrutiny, as if to see what kind of person he is.

“叮咚~~叮咚~~” The doorbell suddenly sounded outside the door.

"Good, go to open the door." Yamamoto heavy light drink a taste of soup, do not squint.

"Yes, Dad." Get the order, Yamamoto Ryo quickly ran to open the door.

"Today is the birthday of the voice, there must be a lot of voice friends and classmates come to the house." Yamamoto stayed in the United States guessed that the coming may be a classmate or friend who came to celebrate the birthday of his daughter.

But she obviously guessed wrong. Yamamoto, who ran to open the door, hurriedly ran back: "Dad, Uncle Iwata is looking for you."

"Iwata?" Yamamoto's heavy light was awkward. "I haven't told him to rest at home today. How did he come?" He said, he was about to stand up, and the rush of footsteps was far and near. I saw a man in his thirties coming in directly, with a trace of anxiety on his face, and did not care if someone else was present: "Shan Yamama, things are in trouble..."

"Go to my room and say." Yamamoto's heavy light prevented him from going down, stood up, and walked out of the restaurant first.

The man followed him, and the two entered the room and closed the door directly.

The people who stayed in the restaurant were a little absent-minded. Yamamoto’s beauty was even more worrying. It must be seen that there must be something unexpected in her husband’s work.

"Mom, what's the matter with Dad?" Yamamoto's voice is also very worried, because she knows her father's career, and just Mr. Iwata rushed in so rudely, there must be something urgent.

"I don't know." Yamamoto stayed in the US and shook his head, looking at the closed door with concern.

"Would you like me to eavesdrop?" Yamamoto is too embarrassed.

"If you are not afraid of being caught by Dad, you can try it, good." Yamamoto's voice "encourage".

Yamamoto Ryeon suddenly shook his head, but he knew that his father’s hearing was very powerful. If he was caught, it would be almost imaginable to be taught.

Li Xuehao sat quietly, but in fact he had already started six things. His attention was concentrated on the closed door. He didn’t mean to eavesdrop, but he thought about what troubles his father-in-law might encounter in the future. If he is busy, he is very happy to take the shot, at least not to worry about Yamamoto's voice.

The people in the room, despite speaking, still deliberately lowered their voices, seemingly afraid that the wall has ears, but for him, it is tantamount to talking in the ear.

"Iwata, what happened in the end?" This is the sound of Yamamoto's heavy light.

"Big Yamamoto, do you remember the special guest who came to our detective agency a few days ago?" This is the voice of the man named Iwata.

"Well, he asked us to investigate whether his wife had an affair." Yamamoto said.

"I have been following his wife these past few days. This morning, I found out that his wife did not go out as before, so she went into the villa and glanced at it and found that she was dead. There was still a lot of blood on the scene..."

"What are you talking about! Is she dead?" The sound of Yamamoto's heavy light suddenly increased, but what he realized was quickly depressed.

"Yes, Big Brother Yamamoto." The voice of the man was a little sad.

"Are you alarming?"

"Not yet..." The tone is very upset.

Yamamoto's heavy light suddenly became angry: "Stupid, stupid, the first time the alarm is the most correct way... You have been to the scene, leaving footprints and traces, so afraid that the first one is suspected?"

"Sorry, Yamamoto..."

"I will go to the police station with me immediately, and give it to me!" The topic is over here, and then the footsteps sound, obviously they are coming out.