Uncle Than Qigu is Forever Young

I also heard before that Kikyo was investigating the disappearance of a young girl in Chiba some time ago, but I didn't hear any follow-up.

But this fat man has a criminal record for the same incident, and even reported it in the newspaper.

It was only because of family background and mental problems that nothing happened.

Even the authenticity of mental problems is worthy of research.

Is this considered poisoning?

It seems that the sentence will not be too light.

"But what does it have to do with me?"

In the shadows, Ryohei's slightly surprised face was calm as usual, if he didn't look closely, he wouldn't even be able to detect the subtle difference just now.

I have seen too many joys and sorrows and the vicissitudes of the world, and this is nothing.

Really speaking, it also satisfies the illusion of the world that evil will be rewarded with evil.

Good thing!Ha ha!

Although the short-haired girl was still cursing and cursing intermittently, Liangping didn't intend to listen.

However, when turning around.

Kikyo's cell phone in her arms thought about it. Obviously, this civil servant lady didn't have a good habit of muting or vibrating.

"Who's there! Come out!"

The short-haired girl turned around abruptly, and shouted in a low voice that frightened children a little.

She felt a little flustered. Judging from the sudden ringing of the phone, the other party had been there for a while.

But she wasn't too worried. After all, a random passer-by would not be able to figure out what happened even if she heard a few words.

It's just that the ringtone is so familiar, it's quite similar to my own phone.

The short-haired girl's complexion suddenly changed, and she lowered her head and touched her pocket.

Oops!

I forgot my mobile phone in the car when I came here.

and many more!

It won't be such a coincidence!

It's your own ringtone!

And then I know I live near here!

It really is Mr. Hikigaya!

Everyone's IQ is not so low, and there are not as many young people who hesitate to look forward and backward, and Kikyo can locate someone in a flash.

"Mr. Hikigaya! It's you? Of the people who can get my mobile phone, you are the only one who knows that I live near here."

On the contrary, Kikyo calmed down, the unknown is the trouble, she called out in a playful tone that was completely different from the usual friendly and cute.

It kind of smells like a bad girl.

The contrast is a bit big.

When the bell rang, Liang Ping knew he was about to suffer.

Although this civil servant lady looks cute and cute, she is actually a girl who is not easy to fool.

"It's me, it's me. You forgot your mobile phone in the car. I'll bring it to you."

Liang Ping stepped out of the shadows step by step, and handed the beautiful and exquisite mobile phone to the beautiful girl with a cautious and even hostile face as if nothing happened.

Under the street lamp, the girl's bright eyes were no longer so tender and considerate, but a gloomy and resentful brilliance filled them.

The whole temperament has changed drastically. If you change the style of dressing a little bit, people will believe you if you go out and say that you are twins with this look and temperament.

"Oh, uncle! Thank you so much!"

Kikyo said in a muffled voice, which was quite impolite.

She grabbed her cell phone, pressed it to stop the ringtone, and put it back in her pocket without looking at it.

"I······"

Liangping was about to explain a little bit, saying that he had just arrived.

But before she had time to say it, the girl rushed forward two steps abruptly and rushed into his arms. One slender hand grabbed the hem of his clothes vigorously, while the other delicate little hand grabbed his wrist. Just a press on my chest.

It goes without saying that Miss Kikyo is very popular.

Even though he's really young, he really has a lot of heart.

Even a mature and stable middle-aged man like Liangping would look at him more from time to time, which is understandable.

Miss Kikyo's round European style is too plump and straight, which makes people worry in good faith whether the pair of big white rabbits will break free from the shackles and jump out from inside.

The light shone on the delicate skin exposed by the neckline of the girl's shirt, like gentle running water, soft and refreshing.

The breeze blowing across the embankment brought up the soft hair around the girl's ears, twirling it in the wind, as if waiting for someone to reach out to help her stroke it.