Chapter 518 Everyone in the Haneda family has a secret
"Hey, isn't that Mr. Amuro?" Miyamoto Yumi sharply noticed the blond young man at the intersection in front of her. She rolled down the car window, waved and shouted, "Mr. Amuro——"
Amuro Toru was wearing a waiter's uniform, but was not near the Poirot Cafe. He seemed to be talking to someone on the phone when he heard Miyamoto Yumi's voice.
Yujiang saw him put down his mobile phone and turned to this side with a bright smile: "Ah, it's Police Officer Miyamoto and Teacher Shimizu."
His eyes only stayed on Yu Jiang for a brief second, and then naturally moved away, as if what they had experienced together a few days ago was just a dream, and he and Yu Jiang were really just strangers who met by chance as they appeared on the surface.
William parked the car and did not reveal his true face in front of Bourbon. He dutifully hid his face in the shadows. As long as Jianggu Ling didn't deliberately poke his head to look, he wouldn't notice his appearance.
Miyamoto Yumi smiled and asked: "Where is Mr. Amuro going? We can give you a ride."
"No, I'm contacting the driver who delivers the goods to the store." He picked up the phone and shook it, "Ah, they called me back over there."
"Then go and do your work, we'll leave first!"
"Okay, I will definitely invite you to the store next time to try the new products."
Yujiang didn't take this simple conversation to heart, and he didn't care at all what Bourbon was doing. He even "thoughtfully" closed the window on Elena's side to prevent her from secretly examining Bourbon.
But just as the car was about to start, the blond man who was already talking on the phone suddenly turned back and looked at Yu Jiang.
Yu Jiang's eyelids drooped lazily, and his expression and demeanor could not be clearly seen.
Amuro Toru opened and closed her lips slightly and said in lip language: 'See you in the evening, Poirot.'
Yu Jiang: "..."
Oops, he seems to be the undercover psychological counselor.
Come on, even after what happened last time, he and Bourbon could be classified in the same camp to some extent. Yujiang has never thought about starting a new business. Besides, it seems that Bourbon has already taken care of the internal affairs of the police.
Let him trust a police officer? Just dream!
So Yu Jiang withdrew his gaze and did not give the other party any response.
Feng Gu Ling seemed a little helpless. It was impossible to hear what he said to the other end of the phone. It was impossible to hear clearly from Yu Jiang's position. Judging from his expression, it seemed that the other party was asking who Feng Gu Ling had met. A certain police undercover agent had a fake smile on his face.
, I don’t know what I’m arranging.
"Yuxianxian," a big head suddenly appeared in Yujiang's field of vision. Miyamoto Yumi tilted her head and said, "If you want to see it, just look at it openly and don't peep!"
Yu Jiang struggled to pull someone down: "If you didn't peek at me, how would you know that I was peeking at Amuro-kun?"
Mary had become accustomed to the childish interaction between the two adults. She yawned and leaned on Miyamoto Yumi's arm with her eyes closed to relax.
But in the pocket that Miyamoto Yumi could not see, Mary blindly typed a message on her mobile phone and sent it to the unmarked number of the first contact——
At this time, in a suite of a high-end hotel in Tokyo, Sera Masumi's cell phone rang. She quickly rushed to the table and grabbed the cell phone.
The message came from her unscrupulous mother who abandoned her child casually. The text message asked her to drive her motorcycle and skip class to pick her up after school. Although Sera Masumi thought this was quite exciting, there was definitely something wrong!
Dear mother, it is wrong to skip school!
She was thinking about some random things in her mind, but at the time requested by Mary, Sera Masumi still rode her motorcycle to the gate of the Junior High School.
She was wearing a neat riding outfit, a helmet and sunglasses, and her heroic appearance was very different from that of a student. The guard just raised his eyelids and glanced at her before boringly looking away and no longer paying attention.
Sera Masumi waited for a few more minutes, but Mary still didn't come.
She looked around in confusion, but before she could find it, she suddenly heard a voice coming from behind her: "You idiot!"
Sera Masumi's eyes lit up and she immediately turned around: "Mom!"
In front of her mother, she is neither a wise high school detective nor a reliable JK. She is just herself, an underage girl who can still act like a spoiled child around her mother at the age of seventeen.
Mary was helpless but did not say harsh words. She jumped onto her daughter's motorcycle with a slight jump and coldly announced her destination: "Go to Kasumigaseki 2?1?1, Chiyoda-ku."
"Okay, Mom!" Sera Masaki responded subconsciously, but quickly came to his senses, "Wait, why are we going to the Metropolitan Police Department??"
"Stalking a person."
"Oh fine."
…
No, this isn’t right either!
Who has to go to the Metropolitan Police Department to follow them, the police? They came to Japan quietly, but they actually followed the Japanese police in such a high-profile manner?
Leaving her daughter messy in the wind and unable to find her, Mary's goal was clear from the beginning. She wanted to investigate the movements of Miyamoto Yumi - after all, she was really interested in the email she wrote that night.
But before that, they met another pair of acquaintances.
"That seems to be the Haneda couple," Masumi Sera leaned against her car, pointing at the couple at the door of the Metropolitan Police Department and said, "Mom, they are the parents of Yuzuru Shimizu that you are investigating!
"Why did they come to the Metropolitan Police Department?"
Masumi Sera was confused and saw the Haneda couple hugging each other and saying goodbye at the entrance of the Metropolitan Police Department. Yasuharu Haneda walked into the Metropolitan Police Department, while Ichiyo Haneda returned to the car.
Mary made a decision immediately: "I'm going to chase Haneda Ichiro, and you'll be here to guard me. No matter who comes out first, Haneda Yasuharu or Miyamoto Yumi, tell me immediately!"
"yes!"
So what mom wants to investigate is Yumi Miyamoto?
But my mother is just a child now, and it is impossible for her to drive or ride a motorcycle. How can she catch up with Haneda Ichiro who is already in the car?
Masumi Sera almost stopped her mother and drove her off by bicycle, but she saw Mari nimbly crossing the fast-moving traffic and climbed directly into the trunk of the Haneda family car.
As soon as she got in through the blind spot in her sight, the driver closed the trunk. The whole operation went smoothly without any stumbling.
Zhenchun: "..."
Well, she is still too simple.
In the car, Haneda Ichiyo seemed to hear some noise. She looked back and saw only the trunk filled with gifts: "Eri, did you hear anything?"
Hui Li shook his head: "No, it might be the sound of gift boxes colliding with each other."
Haneda Ichiyo nodded and approved her explanation. She said with a loving look: "I don't know if they like the gift I prepared for Danya. The vision of young people today is completely different from that of ours."
"As long as it's a gift from you, Master Danye will definitely like it."
Hui Li glanced at his pocket watch and suddenly lowered his voice and asked, "It's almost the appointed time, shall we go directly?"
Sera Marie in the trunk immediately pricked up her ears.
Haneda Ichiyo looked a little solemn: "Well, we have to be back before lunch."
The car started and drove at a speed that was slightly faster than in urban Tokyo. Even lying in the trunk, Mary could sense the urgent atmosphere in the air.
She originally asked Mazumi to stay because she was worried that there were two noteworthy people in the Metropolitan Police Department. Mazumi could move more easily and would not be easily lost, so she didn't have much expectations for Haneda Ichiyo's actions. But now...
…It seems that everyone in the Haneda family has a secret hidden in them.