I'm sorry, I, Daoyu Gaoyue, am a scumbag.

The second day, Qingmei Town.

At this time, the tragedy that happened in Yoshinoya yesterday was already known to the whole town, even the young naughty children and the stray dogs on the roadside were no exception.

At this moment, at the Yoshino residence where the case occurred, there were people standing in black kimonos, seemingly attending a funeral.

The interior of the mansion is no longer the mess it was the day before. Everything is in order and has been carefully taken care of. In the central hall, there is also a portrait of the Yoshino family. In front of the portrait is white Funeral flowers are placed in front of three coffins.

Figures in black uniforms kept placing white funeral flowers in front of the portrait one after another. Some men were sighing in a pretentious manner, while some women were wiping tears insincerely.

Although no one really felt sad or mourned the passing of the Yoshino family, the etiquette and sophistication among nobles still required some effort to manage.

Otherwise, what's the difference between them and those lowly common people?

At the door of the mansion, a figure wearing a black kimono who looked very similar to the head of the Yoshino family, but much younger and more handsome, was constantly greeting friends who came to attend the funeral.

He is Yoshino Shuito, the person rumored to have an unclear relationship with his brother and sister-in-law.

At this time, he was holding a white handkerchief, wiping the few tears that were difficult to squeeze out from his face. He bowed to a couple and said, "Mr. Uemura! Mrs. Uemura! Thank you very much for your cooperation. Come to my brother’s family’s funeral!”

"Oh, it should be!"

The man sighed first and then said, "After all, the head of the Yoshino family is also a very close friend and comrade-in-arms of mine!"

The woman holding the man's arm also sighed and nodded, carefully wiping her eyes without tears, trying not to touch the carefully painted makeup, "Yes, Mrs. Yoshino is also my closest friend. I heard that she Passed away, I didn’t have a good rest last night, I was in tears all the time.”

"is that so......"

Yoshino Shuren sighed, and then said with a moved face, "My brother and brother-in-law, their souls in heaven will definitely shed tears of excitement if they know that their friends here are still thinking about them!"

"I also hope that their spirits in heaven can rest in peace."

As the couple spoke, they clasped their hands together and pretended to mourn. The man said solemnly, "However, Mr. Yoshino should also get over his grief as soon as possible and shoulder the burden of Yoshinoya, so that he can be worthy of your brother's spirit in heaven." !”

"I understand! Mr. Uemura!"

Seeing Mr. Uemura say such words, Yoshino Shuto's sad expression almost stopped and he almost laughed out loud. However, he is a professional. He practiced in front of the mirror for a long time last night and quickly suppressed it. He said with a serious face, "I will definitely not let my brother down, but I still need Mr. Uemura to take care of me."

"Ah."

The corners of Mr. Uemura's mouth also turned up slightly, but he quickly suppressed it, "I hope we will also be close friends and comrades-in-arms in the future."

"Most definitely!"

Facing the Uemura couple who looked satisfied one second and looked sad the next, Shuito Yoshino breathed a sigh of relief, constantly criticizing his acting skills in his heart, thinking that he was still different from the real veteran actors. A very long distance away, and I am determined to work hard and improve to become an excellent actor.

"Namo Amitabha......"

Hearing the Buddha's name in his ears, Shuto Yoshino subconsciously turned his head to look. When the tearful face appeared in his eyes, he almost peeed in fear.

After coming back to his senses, Yoshino Shuren quickly clasped his hands together and bowed slightly, "So, it turns out to be Master Bei Mingyu..."

But his voice was still a little shaky.

Mom is crying so sadly? You're that bastard's brother, right?

With such thoughts in his mind, Shuren Yoshino raised his head and looked at the mournful face of Yu Xingming again, and couldn't help but continue to think,

Are the monster's eyes really invisible? Isn't it just pretending?

Ming Yu Xingming wiped the tears on his face, but it was useless, he couldn't wipe them all, he couldn't wipe them all, so he clasped his hands and said, "Amitabha, Mr. Yoshino, I follow the agreement and come to preside over the funeral and save the souls of the dead today. .”

Seeing the tears that couldn't be wiped off the monk's face, the confidence Yoshino Shuto had just built to become an excellent actor was shattered, so he could only howl, "I'm just pitiful for my young niece... ..."

When Weimingyu Xingming heard this, he burst into tears again, and said sadly, "They will definitely go to the kingdom of heaven, wuwuwu..."

Yoshino Shuren looked dumbfounded and marveled in his heart that he was indeed a professional. Although he was constantly thinking about things, he still had a look of respect on his face and said, "Master Bei Mingyu, thank you for your hard work today. Do you need me to lead you to the entrance?"

The monk shook his head and clasped his hands, "Amitabha, I have no problem, Mr. Yoshino."

Seeing the back of Ming Yu Yumei walking into the mansion while crying, Yoshino Shuto was silent for a while and then sighed again.

The appearance of this monk is really special.

Such an exaggerated height, as thin as a bamboo pole, blind but moving like a normal person, and most importantly, he came to such an occasion wearing a Buddhist robe with so many puddings!

What a shame!

You might even be laughed at after the funeral, but there is no other suitable person in the town to host the funeral...

Thinking like this, there was a little sadness between his brows.

However, all these efforts are rewarded, and the work will not be in vain...

Such thoughts appeared in Yoshino Shuto's mind, so he squeezed out the tears from his eyes even harder, wanting to show his sentimental self seriously in front of others.

He turned around and was about to enter the arena to perform when he suddenly felt his body being pulled. He turned around and took a look, frowning and showing impatient thoughts in his heart, but on the surface he said respectfully, "It's two inspectors, what's the matter?" Something?"

Yoshino Shuto said the word "patrol" in a very serious tone, as if he was deliberately reminding the two of them that they were only the lowest level in the police station.

Young inspector Asano Yuki frowned, his face extremely ugly, "Why is the funeral held now?"

"what?"

Yoshino looked at the young inspector in front of him in confusion and repeated, "What are you talking about?"

"Yuki, forget it!"

The mature inspector Shashu wanted to dissuade the young inspector and stretched out his hand to grab his partner, but he was broken free. The young inspector Asano Yuki continued excitedly, "You are destroying the scene like this! How should we do it?" Investigate!"