Ke Xue: Xiaolan delivers goods to your door at the beginning

For example, Rose Pool, Jasmine Pool, Ice Water Pool, etc... Of course, these aren't the actual names; they're more poetic.

For example, the Rose Pool is called the Rose Celebration, the Jasmine Pool is called Jasmine Fragrance, and the Ice Water Pool is called the Serene Green Pool.

Each pool contains plant essential oils and flower petals with corresponding names, and the scent of the pool water corresponds to the fragrance of the flowers.

Over the next few hours, Lin Xiaofeng and Suzuki Tomoko tried out almost every pool, leaving a common mark in them: "310".

Including the ice water pool.

The towels they had initially wrapped around themselves were left in the pool in front of them, floating and intertwining with the heated water that kept flowing out of the hole at the bottom of the pool, like two knotted white jellyfish.

Suzuki Tomoko didn't seem inclined to pick them up and rewrap them. She simply sat openly beside Lin Xiaofeng, sometimes chatting and laughing, sometimes leaning closer for a tender moment.

It feels like a high and mighty empress is arrogantly displaying her meticulously arranged palace.

Oh, that description might be a bit inappropriate.

Lin Xiaofeng mentally cut off this thought.

After all, if Mrs. Suzuki were Her Majesty the Empress, then he would become... well.

"Hmm~"

Suzuki Tomoko suddenly raised her hands, sat up straight, and stretched her body. As she moved, two perfect arcs of water that had been gradually calming down in the bathtub suddenly appeared and spread out, growing larger and larger.

"It's really hard to leave. I've come here with Sonoko and the others so many times before, but I've never felt this way before."

Lin Xiaofeng turned his head away, somewhat puzzled.

"What's wrong? It's so late, is there something you still have to do?"

"I don't think so."

Tomoko Suzuki lowered her arm and sighed with a hint of helplessness.

"It's just going home. Sonoko was supposed to attend today's press conference, but she wasn't feeling well, so you replaced her. Although I told her I'd be back a little late, it would still be a bit..."

"Oh, I see." Lin Xiaofeng immediately understood.

Although Mrs. Suzuki and he rarely concealed their relationship outside of public places, whether it was starting in the car or bringing him to the super villa at Suzuki Holiday, all those who knew about it were core employees of the Suzuki Group, who could be considered Mrs. Suzuki's confidants.

Since we have an employer-employee relationship, there's nothing wrong with being open and aboveboard.

But the same logic doesn't quite work on Sonoko...

“Of course, Bell, if you want to stay here tonight, that’s fine too.” Tomoko Suzuki smiled. “Anyway, the staff here probably all know you. Just call and ask for any service you need, it’s all free.”

"Never mind, I'd better head back early too." Lin Xiaofeng shrugged.

He wasn't a materialistic person, and besides, his relationship with Mrs. Suzuki hadn't progressed to this point for any financial gain.

"Too."

Tomoko Suzuki smiled and suddenly leaned in to get closer, her delicate, upturned nose almost touching the boy's face.

"Hehehe, alright, I'll stop torturing you."

Rarely seeing the boy look so defeated, Tomoko Suzuki covered her mouth and chuckled softly.

Then she stretched out her arms and wrapped them around Lin Xiaofeng's neck, her fair legs moving nimbly like a mermaid as she sat steadily on the boy's lap.

Tomoko Suzuki lowered her head, a tender smile spreading across her mature and beautiful face.

"So, let's give tonight a perfect ending?"

"..."

Without a word, the boy's hands were already on the lady's waist.

……

At night, Lin Xiaofeng held Suzuki Tomoko in his arms, savoring the lingering afterglow.

"Um... Sister Tomoko, will you only be my woman from now on?"

"I am already Xiaofeng's woman, and only you."

Suzuki Tomoko's eyes were alluring; the happiest time of her life was spent with Lin Xiaofeng.

“But you are Shiro Suzuki’s wife, and I’m worried that Shiro Suzuki will cheat on me.”

"a ha ha ha……"

Tomoko Suzuki couldn't help but laugh. He was the one who cheated on Shiro Suzuki, yet he was afraid that Shiro Suzuki would cheat on him. She really didn't know what he was thinking.

"Such a powerful possessiveness, she actually wants her husband to not touch her."

"I won't allow your husband to touch you, Pengzi-jie, won't you agree? I'll be very upset if you cheat on me."

"Alright, alright. My husband and I have been living separate lives for over a year now. My husband has his own life, and we don't interfere with each other. There's no need to worry." Suzuki Tomoko kissed Lin Xiaofeng's handsome face. "Even if my husband ever gets impulsive and tries to touch me, I won't agree. Are you satisfied now?"

"Yes! Sister Tomoko, you're so kind."

Lin Xiaofeng excitedly hugged Suzuki Tomoko and kissed her passionately.

472. Heading to Nagano Prefecture

An off-road vehicle was traveling at a steady speed on the road to Nagano Prefecture.

Heiji Hattori was driving, Lin Xiaofeng was sitting in the passenger seat, and Kazuha Toyama was dozing off in the back seat.

The person who asked Officer Otaki to seek help from Hattori Heiji was Ryūō Tamefumi, the head of the Ryūō family.

Heiji Hattori originally intended to go directly to the other party, but Lin Xiaofeng stopped him.

"Now that it has been confirmed as a murder case, and the murderer has not yet been caught, it would be too passive for us to go directly to their door. We should at least observe the surrounding environment first."

In this way, when encountering villagers as a traveler, one can directly obtain information without the biases of "Torata" and "Ryuo" by observing their attitudes.

Of course, it's also possible to gain nothing at all.

Lin Xiaofeng believed that he didn't need to explain this; Hattori Heiji was probably aware of it, but his youthful nature made him prone to impulsive actions.

The car drove up a slope that gradually became gentler.

After Hattori Heiji parked the car in an open space, Lin Xiao woke up Toyama and Ye, and the three of them prepared to walk around.

As far as the eye could see, there was a forest covered with dense shrubs. Looking up at the sky, only scattered rays of sunlight pierced through the gaps in the branches.

"I should have driven a little further..."

Hattori Heiji shook off the dry grass stuck to his pants, took a shortcut to a rock, and stood on tiptoe to look around.

"Hey! Heiji's in danger! Come down right now!" Toyama and Rin hurriedly tried to dissuade him.

"Oh, it's okay..."

Hattori Heiji waved his hand dismissively, before he could finish speaking.

Suddenly, a muffled thud came from a clump of trees a few meters away from him.

What?!

Hattori Heiji was startled and quickly looked in that direction.

"Someone is shooting arrows," Lin Xiaofeng judged by the sound.

As expected, the arrow landed on the target, but... they were positioned parallel to the target, so it would be dangerous if the archer missed.

No one has this luck.

17 "Archery?" Hattori Heiji quickly jumped off the rock, circled around from the opposite side, and said, "Let's go take a look."

As he spoke, he began to run towards that direction.

Lin Xiaofeng, Yuanshan, and Lin Ke followed behind.

After walking through the shady grove where trees competed to grow tall, the vegetation ahead began to thin out, and the light became increasingly bright.

They walked around to a point less than ten meters ahead.

A man and a woman appeared.

The woman closest to them looked to be in her early twenties. She was wearing a simple black dress and had long hair that reached her shoulders. She was focused on the man on horseback with a bow and arrow, completely unaware of Lin Xiaofeng and his companions approaching.

"Hello! Hello..."

Seeing this, Hattori Heiji had no choice but to give advance notice and head in that direction.

"what?!"

The woman clearly hadn't expected anyone to come around from the back of the shooting range.

Startled, she turned to look at them, and noticing the unfamiliar faces, she paused slightly and instinctively asked:

Who... are you?

There was a hint of wariness in his eyes; was it due to his naturally reserved personality? Or had he recently encountered some trouble...?

Before Hattori Heiji could speak, Lin Xiaofeng replied somewhat evasively:

"I just happened to be here and came across something. Are you practicing archery?"

If he were alone, he would have already identified himself as an ordinary tourist. However, Heiji Hattori still had to go to the Ryuo family to meet his client later, and it was better not to tell any lies before clarifying the identities of the two people in front of him.

As they were talking.

The man also rode over on horseback.

Upon closer inspection, it was clear that the man was over thirty years old. His eyes were bright, contrasting with his exposed bronze skin. The occasional glimpses of his natural skin tone from his cuffs and collar confirmed that he wasn't naturally dark-skinned, but rather had been exposed to the sun for extended periods of outdoor activity.

However, upon hearing Lin Xiaofeng's answer...

The wariness in the eyes of the man and woman intensified.

The man frowned, his tone becoming more stern as he said, "You wouldn't happen to be people sent by the neighboring village to cause trouble, would you?"

"Eh?"

Upon seeing this, Hattori Heiji immediately explained, "We're from Osaka, not from the next village as you think!"

"Osaka?" The man paused, his sharp eyes scanning the three men's hands.

Are the people in this village really that hostile?

Lin Xiaofeng disliked the other party's attitude. As he looked back, he summoned a wisp of electricity, which shot straight at the brown horse beneath the other party.

Whisper——

The horse immediately let out a long neigh and raised its front hooves, ready to run.

The man was startled by this sudden turn of events and immediately tightened his legs and pulled on the reins.

A few seconds apart.

Lin Xiaofeng took a few steps forward, bypassed the woman who was clearly still confused about the situation, and leaped forward with both legs, forcefully pulling the man off the horse before he could regain control of it.

His vision blurred and the man was completely stunned, having never experienced anything like this before.

"Hey, watch your step, it'll be bad if you step on us." Lin Xiaofeng's calm, emotionless voice came from beside him.

"Ah... I'm sorry..." the man stammered. Turning back to look, he confirmed that his longtime 'partner'—the horse—hadn't run away uncontrollably. He breathed a slight sigh of relief, got up from the ground, and without even brushing the dust off himself, said to Lin Xiaofeng:

"Um... thank you, I rarely make this kind of mistake... uh, anyway, I'm really sorry..."

He was somewhat incoherent, and it was obvious that his so-called "rarely making such mistakes" meant that he had never made a similar mistake in all his years of riding and archery, otherwise he wouldn't have performed like this.

Their attitude has improved a lot.

Lin Xiaofeng nodded slightly and said, "Yes, it's alright."

After expressing their apologies, the two parties exchanged names.

The man's name was Ryūo Kei, and the woman was his wife, Ryūo Ayaka.

Long Weijing said that he has been coming here every day to practice archery for the past two weeks.

Because of a minor conflict with people from the neighboring village, I mistakenly thought that Lin Xiaofeng, Hattori Heiji, and Toyama Kazubayashi were there to provoke me, and I inadvertently did something rude.

However, Ryuuji Kei did not elaborate on what the 'minor friction' referred to.

A dragon's tail? What a coincidence!

Hattori Heiji paused for a moment upon hearing the surname.

Before coming, he specifically asked Officer Otaki if this village was one of those clan villages where half the people were surnamed "Ryuo" and the other half "Torada".

He breathed a small sigh of relief after receiving a negative answer. After all, with such close family ties, it would be really difficult for an outsider like him to find out anything.