Qin Zhi imitated Qin Yao's tone to tease him: "The princess has spoken, what else can I do?"

His ending sound was soft, with a touch of mellow alcohol for no reason. Although what he said was not far from Qin Yao, it still made people's ears warm for a while.Xiao Yunhe pretended not to notice his provocative gaze, and said casually: "Qin Yao is a mother of a child after all, Yang Yang, don't spoil him like this in the future." He knew about Qin Yao as early as A's case of Baiwan Yao's real background, so he didn't think there was anything wrong with Qin Zhi pampering his sister so much, but Wu Qinyang was destined to grow up in a honey pot, and he didn't want to book his nephew as a future dude.

Qin Zhi couldn't help laughing: "It's too early for you to worry. Yang Yang is only over a year old now, and he can't speak well. How can he become a brat."

Xiao Yunhe thought to himself that you can't raise bear children, but you have a cat son in your family.Probably because he has never had the experience of being a parent, and the experience of his predecessors is lacklustre. He has never had much confidence in the matter of "how to raise a good child". Take care of him, Xiaojue." The son's character...ah no, the cat character is still very trustworthy, at least there is no need to worry that Wu Qinyang will go astray in the future.

The family's favorite is probably their cat son——Qin Zhi subtly didn't intend to expose this fact that Xiao Yunhe didn't seem to have discovered, and just smiled: "With an apprentice, how can he not teach his son well? Yaoyao is already a mother...don't worry about the child I raised?"

Xiao Yunhe originally wanted to say "what good son have you raised", but he swallowed the words when he got to his lips, because he suddenly remembered that Qin Yao was raised by his single brother hand in hand.To be able to grow into an ordinary girl who is mentally healthy and relaxed in an obviously abnormal environment——Xiao Yunhe felt incredible belatedly, and was confused by her sister's appearance of "Oh, I'm fine anyway" for a long time. Not a silly white sweet who can only act coquettishly and avoid laziness!

Qin Yao in this family is like a small miracle that is warm enough but not dazzling - Shu Liangping once said that Qin Zhi gradually became like a normal person after adopting Qin Yao.What changed him was not the unchanging time for thousands of years, but the girl who would hold his hand and sweetly say, "Brother, I want to eat egg waffles, why don't you buy them for me".He watched Qin Yao grow up, and now he wants to watch Qin Yao's son grow up again, the frozen time began to flow again - no wonder his posture of holding Wu Qinyang is much more skillful than the average novice uncle.

In fact, why is he not, the gentle and stubborn mother in memory, Shen Jingjing, who told him a teacher's role model with a black plum popsicle... If he could really cut off Qiqing, he wouldn't have owed him hundreds of years earlier Splashing the debt... Xiao Yunhe let go of his thoughts, and suggested: "Uncle Heng will retire in two years, and then let Yang Yang and Xiao Jue spend more time with him." Shen Jingjing has been dead for many years, and Xiao Yunhe is another Seriously, Shen Heng gave up the idea of ​​having a grandson early in the morning, everything goes according to fate, and Xuan Jue's existence is more like a surprise.

Qin Zhi nodded, he also had this idea at first.Shen Heng is the only elder in this combined family who is justifiable and well-known. The young couple, Qin Yao and Wu Chunxing, also respectfully served tea to Shen Heng at the family banquet after the wedding that year.Later, Shen Heng was transferred to City B. A year ago at the case analysis meeting, he received news from Xiao Yunhe that Yaoyao had given birth to a son.When he finally came back when he was free, Qin Yao was almost out of confinement.Wu Qin was lying on the small bed, beside his brother lying on his stomach, his soft little hands grabbed Shen Heng's fingers.

Qin Yao lay on the bed and said with a smile: "Oh, Uncle Heng, Yang Yang likes you." Then she pinched her son's rosy cheeks, "Oh dear, give your grandpa a smile~ "

Shen Heng has been an old hooligan who has been in the police force for many years. Facing ten big men with knives, he even flew over the walls, but he was almost coaxed by this grandfather.After a while, she let out a soft "Hey", afraid that the child's bones would be delicate, so she didn't dare to forcefully break his fingers, so she just bent down and carefully kissed his face twice.

Wu Qinyang grinned, wondering if he was hurt by his beard, his small face wrinkled, and he didn't cry in a face, leaving a small handprint on Shen Heng's ear with a "slap" .

Shen Heng laughed loudly, and after teasing his grandson, he started teasing the cat again.Xuan Jue stretched his waist, tilted his head and rubbed Shen Heng's palm affectionately.As a result, when Shen Heng came back next time, the domestic black panther had completely withdrawn from the stage of history.Xuan Jue was holding a cat teasing stick to play a turnaround game with Wu Qinyang, and when he was kicked on the face by his little ancestor, he still didn't forget to say hello to Shen Heng: "Mmmmmmmmm... Grandpa is back? My dad is working overtime today and waiting Aww~"

Shen Heng: "?????" For a moment, he thought that his uncle had fed Wu Qinyang some supernatural catalyst, but he realized it in the next second—hey, isn't this my cat!cute!She's so cute even as a human!

For the closeness between Shen Heng and the two children, Xiao Yunhe is happy to see it succeed.The old man has been a policeman all his life. He has compensated his wife for being a soldier. He has a lot of medals in the wind and rain. At this age, he doesn't want to improve his career. He should go home to take care of his life and enjoy his grandchildren. At ease, Xiao Yunhe selfishly does not want him to be too tired.Seeing that the days have been steadily developing towards the word "smooth and calm", a Sino-Japanese joint mission to protect the tripod suddenly appeared...

Xiao Yunhe was inexplicably agitated, so he simply stopped thinking about it, raised his hand and drank the sake in the cup, and both of them had a good night's sleep.

Because the time difference between China and Japan is not too big, the biological clock of the husband and wife still played its due role when they woke up the next morning.Yuko was earlier than them, and breakfast refreshments were already prepared on the table.Yoshiki changed the overly solemn black kimono, a white hoodie with gray sweatpants, and a backpack on his back, like a high school boy who doesn't know much about the world.The itinerary to the museum was agreed yesterday, Yuko was in charge of driving, Yoshiki sat in the co-pilot seat, and the husband and wife occupied the back seat and began to study the written materials of Zhengguo's death.

They already understood the cause and effect of Zhengguo's suicide, and Qin Zhi could only start with foreign things when he thought about it.Fang Shu, as the first person to discover, was busy with the first aid to Zhengguo, and finally left them with a very bad crime scene.Qin Zhi flipped through the photos and quickly found a close-up of the murder weapon in this case.Zhengguo’s seppuku suicide tool was a Japanese-style short knife—there is another long knife with a similar shape to match it in the picture, and they were all placed on the antique shelf on the side of the room before the incident.

Qin Zhidao: "Mr. Kanno, excuse me, I have a question to ask."

Fang Shu turned sideways slightly and said, "Please tell me."

Qin Zhi said: "I want to know the origin of this knife."

Because the Japanese police had asked similar questions before, Fang Shu didn't feel that there was anything wrong with Qin Zhi's statement, and replied truthfully: "This knife is a relic of my father Junpei."

Yoshiki's father, Kanno Junpei—according to the records, died in a car accident ten years ago.Fang Shu continued: "It's about the origin of this knife. It's a long story. My grandmother's father, my great-grandfather, used to run a swordsmanship dojo in Hakodate. Because my grandfather came here in the name of looking for relatives." When I arrived in Japan, my great-grandfather was not optimistic about the relationship between him and my grandmother, so my grandmother took the double swords from the dojo and eloped with my grandfather. Later, my father was born, and he was very talented in swordsmanship. My grandmother was very relieved and died. I gave the pair of swords to my father before. My father passed away unexpectedly ten years ago, and the pair of swords have been kept by my grandfather. The two of you should have seen it last night. My dojo was originally prepared by my grandfather for my father. It's been abandoned for a long time now."

Qin Zhi said, "Looking for relatives?"

Fang Shu said: "Yes. Grandpa once told me that he and my great-grandfather came to Japan to find relatives. Because he fell in love with my grandmother at first sight, and he had no other relatives in China, so he chose to stay in Japan. "

Qin Zhi nodded slightly, expressing his understanding.He asked Qiao Yuan to investigate Zhengguo's background in order to find the connection between the Lu family and the Bronze Ding, but he didn't expect to get this clue from Fang Shu's mouth.

Xiao Yunhe said: "Is there something wrong with this knife?"

Qin Zhi said: "It looks familiar."

Xiao Yunhe said "um", with a questioning tone in his tone, and took the photo from him to look at it carefully, but his eyes were not on the dagger that pierced into the internal organs, but the one that served as a foil Japanese knife.A moment later, a dark golden ripple flashed in his eyes, and with a flip of his wrist, where Yoshiki and Yuko couldn't see, the dark blue sharp blade gradually condensed into a pale golden phantom above his palm, and the brilliance flowed In the meantime, he still couldn't hide the threatening evil spirit.

Xiao Yunhe said: "Does it look like it?"

Qin Zhi said: "It doesn't look like it either." Although his "familiar" conclusion was that he thought of Xiao Yunhe's Po Jun.The shape of the Po Jun is roughly between the modern Samurai Sword and the Tang Sword. The blade has a slight curvature. It's not that Xiao Yunhe deliberately pursued something, but it's just for taking advantage of it.

As for the other knife... As far as the traditional knife shape is concerned, it is not the type that can be put on display in a museum.These two knives are not so much similar in details, but more similar in the temperament of "ah, you are not a standard piece".

Qin Zhi said: "What do you think?"

Xiao Yunhe said: "I don't think so." Although he is not a two-knife like Junping, but after using it for a long time, he can still tell whether the two knives are original.The shape of the sword is slightly different, and it should have other origins besides the Hakodate Dojo.It's just that at this stage they have no way of determining the connection between the knife and the bronze tripod, so the husband and wife played a charade and did not tell Fang Shu about their discovery.

About four and ten minutes later, the group arrived at the Kanno Museum in Kushiro City.Due to the owner's accident, the museum has been closed for nearly a month, and the original employees have also resigned. Only Naoto Hattori, the guide, and Victory Ogasawara, the guard, stayed to take care of the staff in the museum instead of Yoshiki daily.

Tong Yu arrived a moment earlier than them, and the black business car parked very low-key on the side of the road.Several people greeted each other, Yuko went to the back to park the car, and Yoshiki led the three towards the side entrance of the museum.

After opening the side door is a small hallway.Yoshiki knocked on the door of the lounge on the left and asked, "Mr. Hattori, Mr. Ogasawara, is anyone there? I'm Yoshiki."

"Yoshiki-kun, you're here." It was the commentator Hattori who greeted them behind the door.Hattori is an elegant man in his sixties, and a long-time friend of Zhengguo. After Zhengguo's accident, he voluntarily stayed in the museum to help.The sleepy-eyed one is the security guard Ogasawara, a madao uncle in his early forties, who has not resigned for a long time because he is worried that he will not be able to find a job due to a mid-life crisis.

After passing through the hallway, the first thing they entered was the office area.The lounge is connected to the surveillance in the museum. The reception room and maintenance room are located in the corridor on the right hand side. Walking along the corridor, you will enter Zhengguo's private space. The "curator's office" is Zhengguo's study, and the "curator's lounge" is Zhengguo's bedroom, which is the scene of Zhengguo's suicide.

The author has something to say: There is a plot that has not been finished... I will not write it

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