Everyone and the others followed Wise Broad to a villa located on the hill behind the tennis court, entered the living room, and a curry smell wafted over, and everyone felt empty.

“Are you preparing dinner?”

“Oh, the old man at home is cooking curry, originally intended to entertain students, but today it rained… Let’s eat together later.”

Wise Kuanren smiled and took out a medicine box from the inside: “Is this kid cold?” ”

Xiaolan pushed Conan forward: “Yes, it’s this child, he already has a cold, and he is not at home to rest properly.” ”

Wise Kuanren also noticed that Conan’s face was a little bad, and hurriedly took out a flashlight and said: “Come, open your mouth and see… The throat is already red and swollen, and the voice is hoarse again … It is best not to make a noise for the time being, it may turn into acute laryngitis…”

Yuanzi looked at him unexpectedly: “Have you studied medicine?” ”

“This one?” Wise Kuanto shook his head and smiled, “Because I used to be a tennis player’s coach and health care worker, I learned a lot about health care… By the way, I still have some clothes from my childhood, change them for this little brother… And this…”

“Kuanren,” the old man turned his head and looked at everyone in the living room, his face unpleasant, “Who are they?” ”

“They’re some of the friends I’ve met on the tennis court.”

“Friends? Kuanren, since you are back, I will go upstairs to rest. ”

“Yes. Father. ”

The old man narrowed his eyes, did not say anything more, returned upstairs, the old man looked very scary, scared Xiaolan and Yuanzi enough, and involuntarily leaned on Bai Quanyi.

Bai Quanyi asked, “That old man…”

“He’s my father…”

Akashi said.

The crowd watched the TV and sat and rested.

A TV series was playing on the TV in the living room, and suddenly a piece of local emergency news was broadcast.

According to the report, Karuizawa had a flash flood, and the road was temporarily impassable due to a mudslide and could not be restored until tomorrow.

And the road of reporting is the way back for everyone.

“In that case,” Akashi Hiroto, who was serving curry rice in the kitchen, learned of the situation, “you are staying at my house tonight, and there happen to be a lot of spare quilts at home…”

“Ah, really?”

“It’s okay.” Akashi handed a plate of egg fried rice to Conan: “Come on, the curry rice is a little spicy, so the little brother will eat egg fried rice.” ”

“Good.”

“Little sister, you too.” Kuanto handed another egg fried rice to Xiao Wei.

“Thank you.”

“Akashi-san, won’t your father come down to eat?” Bai Quanyi asked.

“My dad has a bit of a weird personality, I’ll just send it straight to it later.”

“This way.”

“But seriously,” Sonoko said, feeling in a good mood as he ate the curry rice, “this curry rice is also so delicious, it’s almost like in the restaurant, and it’s my favorite spicy!” ”

“Hmm.” Xiao Ran took a sip and praised, “Mr. Akashi, your wife’s cooking skills are so good…”

“No,” Akashi shook his head, “I cooked this, and my wife died of illness three years ago today.” ”

“No… I’m sorry…” Xiaolan quickly apologized.

“Nothing.” Akashi returned to the kitchen and said, “When I was a tennis coach, I had to cook for players in order to adjust their physical strength, so the cooking level was probably a little better than my wife…”

Shiraizumi ate the curry and looked at Akashi Hiroto between chewing: “When I saw Mr. Akashi on the tennis court today, I felt as if I had something on my mind. ”

“Oh, I just remembered when I first met my wife on the tennis court…” Akashi Hiroshi showed a nostalgic look on his face as he placed a plate of curry rice on the plate, tableware and a glass of water.

“Okay, I’m going to deliver the curry rice to Dad upstairs… You don’t have to be polite, if you want to add another bowl, come by yourself…”

“Ah, good.” Shiraizumi watched as Akashi walked through the kitchen and went upstairs with his plate.

It’s really a strange person, unconsciously reminding him of a flood of horror movies, getting lost, old houses in the mountains, staying overnight, strange father and son… The elements are complete.

Shiraizumi shook his head and continued to solve the curry rice in front of him, it was indeed delicious, probably Akashi Hirotto lived alone and cooked curry every day so skillfully.

After eating the curry, everyone borrowed the bathroom one after another to flush hot water.

Conan found a copy of “Fishing Primer” and read it intently, Yuanzi and Xiaolan were talking about the daily life between girls, Xiao Wei interjected a few words from time to time, and Bai Quanyi was bored watching TV.

“Akashi-san is so slow,” Sonoko looked up at the hanging bell, “It’s been forty minutes…”

“Huh? Mr. Akashi is down now. Xiaolan said.

“Why is this lamp rope so long.” Shiraizumi looked at Akashi, but found a thread dangling in front of his eyes.

“This is because of my father’s relationship,” Akashi said back to the living room, “He said that he could pull it so that he could be hunched over an old man…”

“Uncle Akashi,” Conan wondered, “I just went to deliver curry rice, why did it take so long to come down.” ”

“Well,” Akashi smiled wryly as he served a plate of curry rice and sat down next to him, “because Dad said something strange, so I don’t know how to talk about it now.” ”

“Strange words?” Conan was confused.

“Well, to say ‘I want to die, what else do I want to eat’, it seems that I think that my wife and daughter-in-law have left first, and I feel that I am very annoying relationship… But now that he’s finally better, and starting to eat his favorite curry rice, there should be no need to worry…”

“Yes… Is it? Xiaolan and Yuanzi were even more afraid.

Conan put down the book in his hand and asked, “Mr. Kwanto, do you like fishing too?” ”

“Oh no,” Akashi was stunned, “This is the book my wife bought three years ago, but I haven’t seen her fishing, probably because I want to wait until I’m well…”

“Hug, sorry…” Conan said subconsciously.

……

It was still raining outside, and in the deep forest, only this old villa was lit, and the deep mountains behind the tennis court were rare.

In the kitchen, Akashi began to wash the dishes after cleaning up the dishes, looked at the time, and said to Xiao Lan, who was helping next to him: “Can I trouble you to help take my father’s dinner plate down?” ”

“Okay, no problem.” Xiaolan nodded.

“But my dad is a little nervous, and he eats slowly, if the room light is still on, he should not finish eating, you come back quietly, don’t make a sound.” Akashi reminded him.

“Okay.” Xiaolan said.

The wall clock in the living room was swinging back and forth, and little by little, Xiaolan went upstairs to find that the room light was still on, and quietly went downstairs.

Akashi Hiroto This is teaching Sonoko the skills of tennis.

Bai Quanyi is still watching TV, Xiao Wei is by his side, and now there is another Xiaolan.

As for Conan, he is still studying “Fishing Primer”, which is really worthy of being a detective who loves to learn. Concentrated, even Xiaolan didn’t bother to take care of it.

The time gradually arrived at ten o’clock in the evening.

“Well, no matter how you say that the curry rice should be finished,” Xiaolan looked at the time and got up, “I’ll go up and put the cutlery away.” ”

“Huh?” Akashi smiled apologetically, “I’m sorry, it’s really troublesome for you, usually my father should have been sleeping at this time, just don’t disturb him.” ”

“Good.”

Xiaolan nodded and carefully came upstairs.

“Ah——!”

On the second floor of the villa, Xiaolan’s screams suddenly sounded, and Bai Quanyi immediately got up and subconsciously said, “Something happened?” ”

Everyone hurriedly came to the second floor, and in the dim room, it was the old man who was suspended from the beam by a rope.

I saw that the old man’s eyes were white, his mouth was wide open, and the blood flowing from the corners of his mouth was still dripping, and his death was quite terrifying.


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