Haruna is the only person in the Fukuzawa family who usually touches the kitchen utensils. The others are good at eating, but none of them are good at cooking, and they usually don't take the initiative to enter the kitchen.
Haruna denied it at first, but Fuyumi came over and took a look. She didn't see anything wrong, and she still felt very neat. She asked strangely: "What's wrong?"
Hideji Kitahara entered the kitchen and took another closer look before confirming: "Someone came in during the day and turned over things in the kitchen."
Even if there is an earthquake and the pot is shaken, you can't change the position of the knife. How can there be such a spiritual earthquake? It is probably because the people who are looking for things are very careful, but they don't expect that someone can keep doing it for more than a hundred days.
Place everything in its fixed position, exactly.
Fuyumi was startled, and immediately turned around and ran upstairs. She first checked her mother's Buddhist altar and found that everything was fine. She breathed a big sigh of relief and then found the hidden cash, bank cards, house deeds, and father's private seal.
After checking it again, I found that there was no problem, and then I changed the place to hide it, and then went downstairs again.
But although it seemed to be fine, she didn't think that a reserved person like Kitahara Shuji would talk nonsense. If he said it, he would be more than 90% sure. She found him in the kitchen, checking whether the ingredients were there.
Kitahara Hidesuji, who had been tampered with, asked softly: "Are they those two people?"
He ran to his own house and rummaged around, trying not to mess with it, and his belongings were not touched. That was just looking for something, and except for Fukuzawa Naohei and his son, 80% of the time no one would do such a thing.
Kitahara Shuji also thought so and nodded lightly. The Fukuzawa family's golden nest looked very tempting, and the father and son didn't want a share of the pie, but wanted to take it directly for themselves.
They are even more greedy.
Fuyumi was immediately depressed. She had been searching for almost three days, but she found nothing. Some relatives also came to the house to look for her. This... the whole family went to school during the day, and there was no one at all. Thinking about herself and others,
I was not at home, but there were outsiders wandering around the house and rummaging around. Suddenly, I felt very creepy.
She asked hesitantly: "Should I call the police?"
Kitahara Shuci shook his head and said: "It's useless."
Logically speaking, it was best to call the police, but nothing was missing at home. If the police were called, and people like me were not very old, and the police asked and found out that the cause was that the pot was crooked and the knife was changed, then there is a high probability that
Jiuhui would treat them as a prank and maybe take them back to the police station to give them a good education.
Fuyumi thought about it and suddenly shouted in panic: "Could they have found it already?"
Have you lost a family heirloom in your own hands?
Kitahara Xiuji glanced at her and said angrily: "Don't be stupid, you almost tore down the house and still didn't find it. How could they find it so secretly?"
He felt that 99% of the time the father and son failed, they came to the kitchen and rummaged around. It was obvious that they had no clue at all and were searching blindly.
Fuyumi felt relieved and felt it made sense, but immediately she felt depressed. She tilted her head and pouted and stopped talking. This damn thing is always so polite to others, but never wants to talk to me properly. If you are gentler to me, you will die.
?
Kitahara Xiuji didn't care about her little temper at all. He thought for a while and said, "Tomorrow I will catch the thieves and their stolen goods and finish them off at once."
There is someone with ulterior motives hiding outside and constantly peeping. It is really disturbing. Moreover, only a person can commit a thief for a thousand days, so how can one guard against a thief for a thousand days? Pretend to go to school tomorrow, and then sneak back in secretly. If the father and son come again, they will
First, give them a slap in the face, and then send them directly to the police station, charging them with the crime of theft. When the time comes, give them some of their belongings and stuff them with them. It turns out that they don't even want to admit to the burglary.
Fuyumi glanced at him, she seemed to have a good understanding of this kind of thing, she understood instantly, and whispered: "Then I will go with you tomorrow and take Xueli with me."
Naohei Fukuzawa was her uncle, and he was also very capable in fighting. She was worried that Hideji Kitahara would be killed if he missed it alone.
"Okay." Kitahara Hideji didn't object. The little carrot head was not the kind of weak girl who would be startled when she saw a caterpillar. She was the "famous" Aichi short-legged tiger. She had no problem protecting herself.
Not to mention the snow, there is a Iron King Kong, nicknamed the Big Demon King, whose fighting power is extremely amazing. When the time comes to take care of Fukuzawa Naohei, the "Tiger Demon Sisters" will join forces to defeat Fukuzawa Akiyoshi in minutes.
The plan was decided, and they didn't notify Xueli first. Anyway, they would pretend to go to school tomorrow and then sneak back. It was estimated that Xueli wouldn't have to go to school and could tremble with excitement, so it would be impossible to protest at all.
Fuyumi went looking for it again without giving up. Someone was trying to rob her again, and she would be even more worried if she didn't find him. Kitahara Shuji also went back to the attic to warm up his books, and then made dinner as usual. After dinner, he continued business as usual, pretending not to notice that he was at home.
Someone has sneaked in.
Suzuki Nozomi actually kept her word when it came to dealing with Yuki, and had no intention of lying at all. After dinner, she lay down in the public activity room and took a nap. When Yuki finished work, she held her textbook and pooped
Just go back to the room with Xueli for tutoring, which can be considered loyal and diligent to your friends.
Kitahara Shuji really hoped that Noki Suzuki could give him a slap in the face about Yuki's studies, even if Suzuki Noki could make a qualitative leap in Yuki's academic performance and reach a passing grade, no, close to it.
If he passes the test, he will be willing to be more tolerant and respectful to Suzuki Noki in the future.
When tutoring Xueli, a good-tempered person like him sometimes feels so angry that his liver hurts. He really wants to raise his hand and give Xueli two blows on the back of the head to relieve his anger, but Xueli's face is full of grievance and he sits on his knees with his head shrunk.
There was a pitiful look waiting to be beaten, but he couldn't move his hands no matter what, and he felt like vomiting blood.
Now the task of tutoring Yuki has been handed over to Suzuki Noki. Although it is a bit unethical to say this, Kitahara Shuji really has a big heartache. Suzuki Noki must also get some results, right? Otherwise, just the little carrot head will be
He couldn't spare her, and he was so sarcastic that she was in pain.
He returned to the attic and continued to read and take notes honestly. The primitive accumulation of wisdom did not have the foundation of extensive knowledge. The word wisdom was just a castle in the air, and it was pure dreaming to have a forward-thinking vision.
Although Suzuki Noki is a girl, she is also willful and mischievous, but she is very courageous. She wants to do something big in the future. She is obviously going to leave a name in Qingshi. Seeing that the virtuous people think alike, Kitahara Shuji also wants to learn this kind of thing.
I don't want to lose to her in terms of courage in the future, so now I can only burn out the lamp oil.
No matter how much you sweat, how much food you get, how much food you eat, life is always like this!
He concentrated and planned to use his left and right brains alternately to prevent his brain from protesting and wanting to rest. He worked on science papers for a while, and his logical thinking ability was fully developed. He also read books on literature and history for a while, savoring the hidden meanings hidden between the lines.
What does it mean? Why did he say this? Why did he do this? Did the environment of the time force him to make this choice or did he have the courage to break the rules?
He did it until more than two o'clock in one go, then rubbed the corners of his eyes and felt a little sleepy. But he looked at his watch and decided to hold on for another half an hour. Anyway, his body could still support it, and sleep is something that only lasts three to four hours.
An hour is enough, and you can also squint in the car.
People must be cruel to themselves. If they are not cruel to themselves, they will not be able to be cruel to others. If you want to be a cruel person, you must first torture yourself to death.
The most tragic thing in life is probably having to be cruel to others, only to find that you don't have the capital to be cruel, and in the end you can only endure it silently.
He patted his cheek, took out the schedule, took a look at it, revised a few progress, and then touched the book again. He bet that he didn't even sleep, and that guy was also holding back his anger!
Human beings are one of the most tolerant creatures in the harsh environment on earth. There is no sin that cannot be endured, and potential can only burst out with jaw-dropping brilliance if it wanders around the edge day after day.
Everyone has huge potential that can be tapped, and the so-called talent is just the part that is discovered unintentionally in daily life. Everyone has talent, but some people choose to dig it silently, while others choose to muddle along.
But just as he started to force himself to concentrate, he heard a small sound in his ears, as if someone was passing under the attic.
He couldn't help but listen attentively. Did Carrot Head go to the bathroom?
He used to spend skill points, and although his agility attribute didn't matter, he inevitably spent a lot of skill upgrades to give attribute points that he couldn't control. But with higher agility, not only did he move and shoot faster, his five senses seemed to
It has also increased to a certain extent. Now I listened carefully and found that something was not right. The footsteps did not belong to one person. There should be... four, no, five people!
He could even vaguely feel through the sound that none of these people were less than 1.7 meters tall, so it was completely impossible for them to be members of the Fukuzawa family. The only person in the Fukuzawa family who was taller than 1.7 meters was Xueli, and Xueli would now
Most of the time, my son has already slept to death.
Is it a home invasion robbery, or are Fukuzawa Naobei and his son here to steal a family heirloom? The store has been booming recently, making a lot of money, and there are no adults in charge. It's not impossible for someone to get greedy and want to take advantage of it.
Kitahara Shuji immediately took out his mobile phone, preparing to notify the police first. Isn't it just to get protection if you pay taxes? If not, why would you call the police?
But when I took out my phone and took a look, I was surprised to find that there was no signal. I dialed 110 without giving up and found that I couldn't get through at all. All the sounds were rapid blind tones. You can still make emergency calls even if you don't have a card, but this seems to be blocked by a small area.
The signal is forcibly blocked.
Kitahara Shuji glanced at the skylight. If he shouted for help to his neighbor, he was afraid that the gangsters below would jump over the wall. The youngest Akitaro below was less than four years old and had no ability to resist and protect himself. If he wanted to run to his neighbor's house to call, he would
Leaving a room full of girls, children and gangsters face to face...
Kitahara Hideji threw away his cell phone, his face became grim, and he scurried to the entrance of the attic like a cat and listened. He found that there were tinny and vague sounds of discussion below. It was in a certain dialect that he couldn't understand. It might be that they were being assigned according to the situation at the scene.
The mission is to control the Fukuzawa family quietly so as not to alert the neighbors.
Time waits for no one, Kitahara Shuji didn't listen much, he just got out through the skylight again, fell halfway from the second floor to the second floor, and hung on the window sill of Carrot Head, who closed the window to sleep but didn't lock it.
Damn it, Kitahara Hideji grabbed the crack in the window and opened it, then turned over and got in.
Kitahara Shuji landed silently, while Fuyumi's room was dark, with only the fragrance of milk. Kitahara Shuji didn't waste any time, and went directly to Fuyumi's bed, but when he touched it, he found an empty bed with no one there.
He had just been stunned for a moment when he heard vague murmurings from the desk, and then he vaguely saw someone looking up from the desk, as if he had been awakened by the cool breeze. He cursed inwardly that this damn carrot head was lying on the desk again.
She went to bed and quickly went over to cover her mouth to prevent her from screaming and alerting the bad guys outside.
Fuyumi would often lie down and fall asleep while studying. Sometimes she would roll onto the bed in the middle of the night, and sometimes she would just lie down like this all night. Anyway, she was quite used to it, and even bought a sound-sensing desk lamp to prevent wasting electricity, but
This was the first time in my life that I had someone cover my mouth in the middle of the night. After being slightly startled, I didn't hesitate and hit him backwards with my elbow.
Kitahara Shuji was not prepared at all, and was focused on the corridor. He was beaten hard, and he grinned in pain. He quickly strangled Fuyumi's little body, and covered Fuyumi's body even more tightly with his hands, as if he was suffocating to death.
She was the same and said in a low voice: "Don't be afraid, it's me!"
Don't be afraid, you big-headed ghost! It's you who scares me! Are you going to attack me?
Fuyumi immediately recognized Kitahara Shuji's voice, and suddenly turned from fright to anger. There was also great grievance in the anger. I trust you so much, and you attacked me at night?