With that said, the eldest disciple strode away and entered the villa.
Mrs. Kanazawa looked at his back with interest and said to her husband next to her: "Don't always pick on the weaklings. You must know that there is a saying that a dog will jump over a wall in a hurry - right, Yusen."
The young apprentice who was suddenly asked by her was startled, nodded, and continued to immerse himself in grilling meat for everyone.
He worked for a while, looked down at the oven, and said to the master: "I'll get some charcoal."
Kanazawa Ryuichiro nodded and snorted: "That's right. That guy Hayashida just turned away without saying a word. He really didn't take me seriously at all."
The young apprentice said nothing, turned around and walked away, just in time to pass by the returning older apprentice.
The master-disciple ecological chain was vividly displayed in just a few minutes, but Mrs. Kanazawa was already used to it.
She didn't pay much attention to this. She just turned around and picked up a glass bottle on the table and shook it at Jiang Xia: "Little detective, why don't you eat salad without dipping sauce?"
Suzuki Sonoko looked up and read the label on the bottle: "Olive oil?"
"It's just a bottle of olive oil." Mrs. Kanazawa held the bottle and smiled, "What's inside is a special salad dressing made by myself! It tastes different from the ordinary sauces on the market.
It’s completely different. If you miss this time, you won’t be able to eat it anywhere else.”
"Really?" Jiang Xia reached out and took it, and sprinkled a little on the salad on the plate with curiosity.
Vodka looked at him, then at the strange-colored mysterious liquid in the bottle, his eyes twitching slightly: "..." You kid, you dare to put anything else in your mouth except the cookies I made, right?
Next to him, another person also disagreed with this. Kanazawa Ryuichiro took a new plate and placed it next to Jiang Xia: "Mr. Jiang Xia, don't have too much hope - her taste is different from normal people.
, no one knows how weird things she can make."
The smiling Mrs. Kanazawa's face darkened when she heard this: "You have a prejudice against me. Of course you think the food I cook is unpalatable - it was not meant for you to eat in the first place."
Seeing that the couple was about to quarrel again, the young apprentice who came back with Tan in his arms said, "Teacher, it's already 7:27, and the program will start in three minutes."
"Huh? It's true." Kanazawa Ryuichiro looked at his watch and stood up quickly. He said to several guests, "I almost forgot the time - I'll leave first. You can do it yourself. You can let me eat whatever you want.
Lin Tian and the others will go get it."
After saying that, he hurried back to the room.
As soon as he left, no one spoke, and the scene suddenly became quiet.
Suzuki Sonoko looked around and asked curiously: "What are Mr. Kanazawa doing? Why are you in such a hurry?"
The young apprentice turned over the meat skewers in front of him: "There is a Chinese lecture on TV at 8 o'clock. He will watch it on time every day."
The eldest disciple took out a beer from the thermos and chatted: "Isn't the award ceremony of the Shanghai Modern Art Museum International Design Competition in Shanghai? The teacher wanted to surprise everyone by suddenly speaking in Chinese during his speech - so recently
, no matter how busy I am at work, I will watch the lecture on time and learn Chinese.”
Suzuki Sonoko recalled the complex pronunciation that Pu Si Qinglan taught her, and admired her: "He is really perseverant."
"Ha." Mrs. Kanazawa sneered, "He just wants to show off his knowledge. That person pursues face and reputation more than knowledge."
When it comes to Ryuichiro Kanazawa, the atmosphere seems to become tense.
Several female high school students looked at each other and quickly changed the topic elsewhere.
Everyone ate and drank, and the atmosphere did get better. The eldest apprentice picked up his favorite meat skewers again, and Jiang Xia also reached for a can of beer... and then successfully took back a bottle of juice.
Jiang Xia: "...?"
Next to him, Vodka quietly put a can of beer on the ground, kicked it to the corner, and pushed up his glasses to hide his fame.
Vodka: "..." Alcohol can easily make people lose their self-control and do many things that they would not do when they are sober - although every time Brother Gin said that Uzo was measured, he couldn't help but sneer in his heart...
...but I have to admit that Uzo did not create anything big that made it impossible for people to turn a blind eye.
And if this guy is paralyzed by alcohol, his self-control is paralyzed, he gives up a certain bottom line, and does something random...
An organization cadre who had witnessed too much shuddered silently and kicked his beer farther away.
Next to him, Calvados did not notice the slight abnormality of his colleague. The sniper's attention was focused on his own mission at this time.
"Where do you think the laptop is?" He whispered to Vodka, "I went to the parking lot and took a look just now, and the guy didn't have anything similar in his car. Since he doesn't have one at home, it should be in his office.
."
As he said that, he looked at the slowly rotating building and clicked his tongue: "It's a pity that this guy is in the office now. We can only wait until he finishes watching the program before going."
Vodka came back to his senses: "...you just went to the parking lot?" Running around alone in a ghost place like this, you have a lot of life and courage. I thought you would definitely get shot again...
Before the thought came to an end, there was a loud "bang!"
The two of them were startled and raised their heads: it was gunfire!
"What's going on?" Three acquaintances of Kanazawa Ryuichiro were stunned. They followed the sound and looked into the hotel, looking at each other blankly, "What's the sound?"
In the dead silence, Jiang Xia seemed to have thought of something, and stood up with a solemn expression: "I have a bad feeling, let's go upstairs and have a look."
Vodka: "..." Do you still need to watch? The person must be dead, the murder weapon is a gun, and the murderer is the three seemingly innocent acquaintances of the deceased in front of me... Humph, I have completely seen through your scheme!
"Mr. Yamada." A voice suddenly came, and Vodka suddenly came back to his senses, and saw Jiang Xia looking at him, "You..."
"I'll go with you!" Vodka stood up and quickly took the initiative to interrupt the task that Jiang Xia might have assigned him.
——Ideas are just ideas, but Uzo’s scripts occasionally feature new characters that come out of nowhere. And if there really is an unknown gun-wielding maniac hidden in the night here...
He doesn't want to go anywhere except next to Jiang Xia!
Thinking this, Vodka quickly followed Jiang Xia upstairs under the alert eyes of Conan and Hattori Heiji.
…
The group of people went upstairs and came to Kanazawa Ryuichiro's office.
Jiang Xia knocked on the door, and as expected, no one answered, only the sound of a TV program playing.
He turned the doorknob and frowned: "The door is locked. Do you have a spare key?"
"Spare key?" The eldest apprentice was stunned, "There shouldn't be one..."