A middle-aged man in a suit and tie walked into Honma's house with his secretary, saying that he wanted to buy the painting that Honma Kyou painted when he was in high school.
After Honma Kyou took out the painting, the middle-aged man looked at the painting carefully and talked about the reason why he wanted to buy the painting - when his wife was seriously ill, she described a scenery similar to this painting to him.
, I originally wanted to take my wife to see this kind of scenery, but unfortunately until my wife passed away, I could not find a scenery that matched her description. Until not long ago, I accidentally noticed this painting that had been exhibited on the high school campus.
I found that the scenery in this painting was exactly what I was looking for. In order to make up for my regret, I wanted to buy this painting and bring it to my wife's tomb to worship.
When talking about his relationship with his wife and his regrets, the middle-aged man choked up several times and even wiped his tears with a handkerchief, and then offered to buy the painting for one million yuan.
When Masaaki Honma heard the middle-aged man's bid, he looked at Kyo Honma hesitantly, "Frankly speaking, our family really needs a lot of money recently, but one million..."
"This one million is of great significance to me," the middle-aged man insisted with red eyes, "please agree to it!"
Seeing the middle-aged man's firm attitude, Honma and his son did not refuse.
The middle-aged man quickly asked his secretary to come up with cash and paid for the painting on the spot. After Honma helped him wrap the painting, solemnly held the painting in his arms, and thanked Honma and his son for helping him.
He took his secretary and said goodbye and left.
Honma Kyou and his father sent the middle-aged man out together. When he saw the middle-aged man holding the painting and getting into the luxury car outside, he looked calm on the surface, but there was always a trace of surprise in his heart.
This gentleman insisted on buying the painting for one million. It couldn't be a coincidence. He must have been instructed by Lack and deliberately handed the one million into his hands in this way.
But when this gentleman just talked about his deceased wife, his face was full of sadness, and his tears flowed so naturally. It didn't look like he was acting at all. If he wasn't an amazing actor, he must have thought about all the sad things in his life...
When Miss Midorikawa deliberately went to Cowherd's shop to spend money, she acted very realistically. Everyone seemed to be taking their work seriously. As a newcomer who knows nothing, he must be more serious and work harder in the future.
Lark appreciates him so much, and Miss Midorikawa takes care of him so much. Even if he can't become very powerful, at least he can't fall behind too much, so as not to disappoint those two people.
Masaaki Honma watched the car drive away and sighed, "This gentleman really values love and justice. If it weren't for his family's difficulties, we shouldn't charge him so much money."
"Yeah..." Honma Kyou was thinking about how to improve her work ability, a little absent-mindedly.
Masaaki Honma noticed that his son was distracted and asked proactively, "Why is he so distracted?"
Honma Kyou retracted his thoughts and smiled at Honma Masaki, "I'm just so happy that I can't relax. I feel like I'm in a dream."
"Yes," Masaaki Honma said with joy on his face, "This money should be enough for you to pay your tuition for one year. Even if it's still a little short, I can find a way to get enough. You can borrow a little from someone you know, but you don't need to borrow a lot.
If so, it should be no problem, and my body is almost recovered now. When I find a job, your living expenses can be taken care of..."
For the first time in this period of time, Honma Kyou saw his father's brows relaxed, and looked at Honma Masaaki and smiled. Suddenly he felt that the risk was worth it. He smiled and reached out to close the door, then turned around and accompanied Honma Masaaki back.
At home, "You don't need to worry about my tuition and living expenses. When I was working in a store, I met a kind friend. She knew that I was earning tuition and was willing to lend me a sum of money, which was enough.
It pays for my living expenses.”
"Is that so..." Honma Masaaki stopped, his eyes fell on Honma Kyou's face, and he looked at her carefully with worry and guilt, "You haven't been out much in the past two days, and your energy is not very good. I'm not sure about you.
Are you worried about tuition fees, or have you encountered some trouble at work, and you have been unwilling to tell me about your work. I am actually very worried that you have been wronged at work. If you need to be wronged before you can borrow it,
Why don't you let me borrow money from someone else..."
"Don't think too much," Kyo Honma put his hand on Honma Masaaki's shoulder, pushed Honma Masaaki to continue walking into the living room, and said seriously, "That friend lent me the money out of good intentions.
Like you, she thought that the working environment in that kind of store was not very good, and she hoped that I could change my job. After thinking about it, I quit my job in the store, but I didn't want to owe her too much, and I was worried that I wouldn't be able to do other jobs.
I have been very anxious these two days about making money...but now that I have collected enough money, I finally feel relaxed. I will sometimes do odd jobs in the future, and when I have money, I will return the money to her!"
Honma Masaaki observed Honma Kyou's face and saw that Honma Kyou was indeed not as depressed as he had been two days ago. He seemed to feel a lot more relaxed. He also believed that Honma Kyou was anxious and guilty about tuition fees in the previous two days.
He said, "I'm sorry, Xiao Gong, those things that should be done by me as a father always fall on you alone..."
"It's not what you want to be sick. Although it was a bit hard some time ago, the problem has been solved now. Don't think about it anymore. Take a good rest. After you recover, the two of us will work hard together.
My living expenses will be left to you then," Honma comforted with a respectful smile, and then said, "By the way, let's have a delicious meal tonight to celebrate..."
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On the other side, after Chi Feichi returned to Yoneka Town, he went to the Metropolitan Police Department with Nanatsuki Koshizu, Dr. Agasa, and the Young Detective Team to take notes.
Takagi Wataru needs to investigate the arson incident last night, and the matter of taking notes is temporarily left to Shiratori Rensaburo to arrange and complete.
Before starting to take notes, Shiratori Rensaburo checked the notes that the group needed to make.
Dr. Agasa, Haibara Ai, Mitsuhiko, Genta, and Ayumi did not need to do many transcripts, only two.
Counting last night's arson incident, Koshisui Nanatsuki had to make four transcripts and Chi Feichi had to make six transcripts.
As for Conan...
During last night's arson incident, Conan did not see the arsonist, so there was no need to make a record. However, even if we exclude last night's incident and those incidents in which Conan was not a key witness, Conan still has ten records to complete.
This number not only made Shiratori Rensaburo's eyes darken, but also made Chi Feichi start to think about whether he should kick Conan away and withdraw after finishing the notes with Koshimizu Nanatsuki.
Shiratori Rensaburo sifted through the transcripts that Conan was going to make, sifting out the unnecessary ones. Finally, he controlled the number to seven, found a large lounge, and called two colleagues to help him.
Arrange a group of people into a large lounge to take notes.
After Dr. Ali, Ai Haihara and the three children finished taking notes, they left the Metropolitan Police Department first.
Chi Feichi, Nanatsuki Koshizui and Conan had a police meal at the Metropolitan Police Department at noon, rested for a while and continued writing transcripts. After that, it took another afternoon to complete the transcripts.
After Shiratori Rensaburo finished writing the notes, he breathed a long sigh of relief. When he saw that the cup in front of him had reached the bottom, he got up and went to the water dispenser next to him to get water. He found that Chi Feichi was seven tsukis above the water. Conan also looked like he had been drained of a lot of energy.
With a godly look, he smiled bitterly and said, "Mr. Chi, Miss Yueshui, Conan, it would be better if you don't pile up too many transcripts next time? After finishing so many transcripts in one go, everyone will definitely feel tired..."
After finishing one thing, there will be another, and after finishing one, there will be another... Isn't this feeling terrible?
Anyway, he didn't want to hear anything related to transcripts today.
"If every time we encounter an incident, we immediately go to the Metropolitan Police Department to make a record." Chi Feichi got up and walked to the window, opened it for ventilation, and prepared to smoke and take a rest. "Yue Shui and I are fine, Conan for a month
I’m afraid I’ll have to come to the Metropolitan Police Department in twenty days.”
"That's right," Shiratori Rensaburo looked at Conan dumbfounded, "Just like now, let's put the transcript aside for a while and wait for other people involved in the incident to finish the transcript. When Conan comes back to write the transcript, some non-essential
We will all dispense with the transcripts, so Conan can have fewer transcripts in the end..."
On the side, the young policeman who helped Shiratori Rensaburo also sat on a chair to rest and joined the discussion with a smile, "However, if Conan were to go to the Metropolitan Police Department to make a record every time he encountered an incident, he would have encountered
Will there be fewer incidents? If Conan needs to take notes at the Metropolitan Police Department fifteen days a month, then he will only encounter fifteen or sixteen incidents a month at most, right?"
"However, Conan may also encounter an incident on the day he goes to the Metropolitan Police Department to make a record. After all, a record can be completed in up to an hour," Koshimizu Nanatsuki couldn't help but laugh and broke the policeman's mind.
Fantasy, "At that time, it is also possible that Conan finished taking notes in the morning, left the Metropolitan Police Department, and had to come back to take notes again in the afternoon!"
Chi Feichi added, "That may require police officers to work overtime at night."
Shiratori Rensaburo and the young policeman next to him: "..."
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Can't laugh.
Conan: "..."
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Hey, hey, everyone can just complain a little bit, why do you still take turns to come on stage?
It's okay for other people to complain, but Brother Chi himself isn't much better than him, is he? Why are you so embarrassed to criticize him?