Become a legend in Hong Kong

At the villa, the group met Tomizawa Yuzo's father, Tomizawa Tetsuji, an old man with dark skin and gray hair.

At the age of sixty, he has a well-maintained figure. Wang looks tall and powerful, which is very different from Tomizawa Yuzo, who is thin and thin.

If there is any similarity between the two, it must be the eyebrows. Just looking at the corners of the eyebrows, the father and son are almost carved from the same mold.

In addition to Tomizawa Tetsuji, there is another person in the villa, his prospective daughter-in-law, who is Tomizawa Yuzo's girlfriend Suzuki Ayako.

Unlike Suzuki Sonoko, her elder sister Suzuki Ayako looks like a lady at first glance. She is polite, gentle and has all the demeanor expected of a wealthy daughter. She is an ideal wife candidate.

In comparison, Suzuki Sonoko...

As long as she's not a nymphomaniac, she's still admirable.

"Father, since you are here, why don't you answer my call?" Tomizawa Yuzo complained.

"I'm sorry, Yuzo, I didn't contact you on purpose."

Tetsuji Tomizawa smiled and said: "If you were here, some things would be difficult to say, so I chatted with the daughter of the Suzuki family alone for a while. How should I put it... You kid is lucky and has found a very good girlfriend. If you dare to break up, I can also guarantee that I didn’t beat you to death because daddy loves you.”

Tomizawa Tetsuji explained the reason why he did not answer the phone. He mainly wanted to have a private chat with his future daughter-in-law. Both parties are heirs of the chaebol, and marriage needs to be carefully considered, especially when Tomizawa Yuzo is not very shrewd. What he did Father's needs to be carefully guarded.

"Really, father, how long have you and Ayako been chatting?"

"Well, about half an hour!"

Liao Wenjie: "..."

After all, he is his friend, so he doesn't have to worry about the messy relationship between wealthy families.

"half an hour……"

Tomizawa Yuzo thought for a while. He had just met Liao Wenjie at that time, so he missed his father. Thinking of this, he pulled Liao Wenjie to introduce them to them.

"Father, Ayako, he is Ajie, my classmate and good friend in Hong Kong Island."

"Oh, young people look really extraordinary!"

Tetsuji Tomizawa's eyes lit up: "I heard Yuzo mention you, and I always thought he was bragging. I never thought there was such a person as you."

"Uncle, you're welcome. I'm not that good."

"You can't say that, just by your appearance, your life is already half successful."

Everyone knows that it is wrong to judge a book by its appearance, but how many can really do it? Tomizawa Tetsu has been in business for many years and knows the ropes very well. He asked kindly: "Ajie, what kind of work do you do in Hong Kong Island? Are you still in school?" ?"

"I work as an assistant to the boss in a real estate company, just an ordinary employee."

"You're so incompetent. Have you ever considered coming to Neon Development? You and Yuzo are good friends, but he doesn't do his job all day long, and he doesn't have many friends in the company." Tetsuji Tomizawa spoke quickly and made a direct invitation.

"No, I came to Neon on a business trip. It could be as short as two weeks or as late as a month. I won't stay for too long."

"Ajie, don't think about it again?"

"Not consider."

"..."

Tomizawa Tetsuji shook his head. Today's young people are too difficult to deal with. They are unwilling to follow the paved road and have to break into a new world on their own.

Ignorance, if everyone could make their dreams come true, the world would not be a pyramid!

…

At night, a thunderstorm came suddenly.

A group of people had dinner at the Suzuki family's villa next door. The chef was Suzuki Ayako. The scene was very similar to a mother-in-law testing her son-in-law, but the relationship between the characters was reversed, and it became a husband-in-law testing his daughter-in-law.

For wealthy families like Suzuki and Tomizawa, the meaning of the children's meeting with their parents is by no means as simple as it seems on the surface. There are too many signals and subtexts sent out to the outside world.

After dinner, Tetsuji Tomizawa watched the baseball game broadcast live by satellite, and the others gathered together to play board games.

A reasoning game similar to "Please Close Your Eyes When It's Dark". This is what Conan is good at. It's usually more fun to play than anyone else, but it's not working today. I always feel that Liao Wenjie is peeking in the dark, and I feel uneasy and get kicked out by Yuanzi one after another. Like a real seven-year-old child.

Liao Wenjie was indeed observing in secret. Not only Conan, but everyone in the room was being watched by him one by one. After all, the Death God's primary school student's ability to curse is no joke.

Also, he has been thinking about a hypothesis. If when he received Yuzo Tomizawa's ticket, he did not tear it up directly, but took the opportunity to go to Neon and hug the thick legs of his rich classmate. What would be the same today? What kind of scene?

A Taoist priest in Tokyo?

It sounded very promising. He had dealt with several neon-related incidents in Hong Kong Island, and he knew that there was a lot of chaos here, and there was no shortage of monsters and ghosts.

Now there is a walking Death primary school student. The difficulty of the copy is not high and it is very suitable for the development of novices. When I chose Neon, I didn’t have to do anything. Just follow Conan every day and trigger a series of system rewards for saving people.

"Damn it, this damn weather, it's hard to have a baseball game, but the signal is so bad!"

The TV signal was interrupted and a weather report was suddenly interrupted. Tetsuji Tomizawa was extremely angry and said that he would buy the TV station and show football games every day, 365 days a year, without broadcasting a single advertisement.

After cursing and cursing for a long time, the living room was quiet. Tomizawa turned around in embarrassment. Seeing that his son, daughter-in-law and others were not interested in baseball, he could not understand his deep love, so he had to say to Liao Wenjie: "Ajie, what happened to Mumu player just now?" How about a home run, isn’t it awesome?”

"Not watching baseball."

Liao Wenjie shook his head in disgrace. Mu Mu, who played baseball, had never heard of it, but Mu Mu, who played basketball, knew about it.

Unable to find the steps, Tomizawa Tetsuji became even more embarrassed. He decisively used the method of diverting attention and sprayed his three sons instead.

"That guy Taiyi is determined not to inherit my mantle and insists on becoming a novelist. It makes me laugh. I told him long ago that writing novels will lead to a dead end. Doing anything is better than writing novels. He refused to listen and ended up single. Until now, I haven’t even held a girl’s hand.”

Conan: "..."

If anyone is offended, he writes novels.

"Daer was obedient and went to work in the company, but this guy couldn't hold himself up. He messed around with men and women in the company, and was tricked, so he announced his engagement in a daze."

Liao Wenjie: "..."

It was careless. According to Neon's naming convention, he always thought that Xiong San's two brothers were named Xiong Da and Yu Er.

"Father, the eldest brother and the second brother all have their own ambitions, and you should support them." Yuzo Tomizawa persuaded the room in silence.

"Don't worry, I'll talk about you next."

Tomizawa Tetsuji was very tired. One of his three sons was more useless than the other. They were evenly matched: "Some time ago, you said you wanted to do IT industry. I immediately gave you money to support you. However, after one failure, you gave up. I was willing to imitate other people's painting." , there is no future at all.”

"Father, that's not a small sum. I lost one billion."

"It's only one billion. Am I the one who needs that little money?"

Tetsuji Tomizawa was even more angry: "It's just a billion and I'm scaring you. A hundred years from now, if you inherit one of my inheritances, you'll be scared to death! And, how much can you earn from painting? Can you sell it for 100,000 yuan? Without money, how can you support your family, give your wife and children happiness, and live on the money I left you?"

"Art is priceless!"

Tomizawa Yuzo stood up with a dark face, saying that there were still unfinished works in the studio, and walked out directly despite the heavy rain outside.

"Xiong San..."

Suzuki Ayako got up with a worried look on her face and did not chase her out. Tomizawa Yuzo was humiliated by being scolded. What was needed at this time was not her, but Jingjing.

"I gonna go see."

Liao Wenjie stood up and picked up a red umbrella by the door. He was too lazy to care about the trouble between father and son, but the death of the primary school student was so close that he could not leave Tomizawa Yuzo alone.

In addition, he thinks Tomizawa Tetsuji is right, a responsible man should not only care about himself, it is too selfish.

Art is indeed priceless, but artists must abide by commodity prices, and if they really want to swear to dedicate their lives to their dreams, then don't find a wife or children, lest they suffer together.

Of course, this is not a problem for Tomizawa Yuzo. His father is rich, his fiancée is rich, and he can spend his whole life generating electricity for love in a leisurely manner.

…

Two hours later, Liao Wenjie left the studio speechlessly. The honest man was so angry that he couldn't persuade him.

Tomizawa Yuzo seemed to have a gentle temper, but in fact he was stubborn as hell. He pointed at a blank drawing board and said that his masterpiece was about to be completed and he would not leave the studio at all tonight.

Liao Wenjie had no choice but to leave first. There was Tetsuji Tomizawa in the villa five hundred meters away. This person was also a high-risk person, the kind who would die if he said so.

"Speaking of which, can I be the one who will die?"

Rumble————

A flash of light fell to the ground beside him, and the dazzling light illuminated his back holding a red umbrella, followed by a series of rumbling sounds of rolling dark clouds.

The corners of Liao Wenjie's eyes twitched. He was protected by the indestructible Vajra body, and successfully transitioned to the magical power of the golden body of Dharma. A mere lightning strike could not kill him, at least...

Forget it, the weather is bad today, I’ll save the harsh words for another day.

Boom! !

Another thunder struck, and the lights in the villa behind him instantly turned off.

Liao Wenjie's eyes suddenly shrank, violent storms, lightning and thunder, plus a dark villa, this is the classic blizzard villa mode.

Someone is dying!

In the villa behind him, there was nothing unusual about Tomizawa Yuzo, and there was no other aura in the house, so it could only be the Suzuki family villa where the Shinigami elementary school student lived.

Without further ado, Liao Wenjie tapped his toes on the ground, his body floated and moved, and the red umbrella quickly broke through the rain curtain in the flash, opening a long water curtain.

In front of the Suzuki family villa, Tetsuji Tomizawa fell to the ground. A man wrapped up tightly and wearing a mask picked up a stone and hit his head.

This scene was seen by Conan and others in the villa, and three screams pierced the sky, frightening the murderer to drop the stone and run away quickly.

In the opposite direction, Liao Wenjie threw down his umbrella and rushed over, stopping next to Tetsuji Tomizawa.

He stretched out his hand and touched it. Tetsuji Tomizawa was brutally shot, his heartbeat and pulse gradually weakened. With the current zero medical environment, he was basically declared dead, and his family could consider cremation.

"Stop! Don't go!!"

"Conan, stop chasing me, wait for me."

The two voices chased in the direction of the murderer and gradually moved away.

Liao Wenjie ignored it, and had no intention of chasing him. In the lightning, the murderer's eyebrows suddenly appeared, and he looked exactly like Tomizawa Yuzo.

But Tomizawa and the other three were in the studio, so it couldn't be him.

"This family is really kind and filial..."

Liao Wenjie sighed, applying spring breeze and rain with one hand on Tomizawa Tetsuji's bleeding head, and pressing his chest with the other hand. The red threads pierced into his chest one by one, turning into ghost claws in his chest, compressing his heart to continue beating.

It's not a big problem, at least one person can be saved from a vegetative state.