Ke Xuezhuo's son-in-law

Chapter 555 Each member of the Akai family has their own surname

"Edogawa Conan is Kudo Shinichi"

After listening to his sister's explanation, Akai Shuichi had a preliminary understanding of Kudo Shinichi, but he still felt that Mazumi should not be involved in these things, so he silently took out his mobile phone and planned to ask his FBI colleagues to look after his sister. , or include Hideyoshi, protect him first, and then make other decisions.

Unlike Akai Shuichi, Haneda Hideyoshi thinks that Masumi's idea is not bad. Anyway, having another potential collaborator is not a bad thing, but he doesn't know how powerful this Edogawa Conan is and whether it is worth contacting them. .

"Is there any news about mom?" Akai Shuichi turned to his younger siblings and asked casually after finishing the call.

"No, but I confirmed with my friends from the public security department that all the deceased in the explosion that day were identified. Only the bodies that could not be identified were all of adult males, and the corpses and the number of casualties also match the check-in list."

Akai Shuichi nodded silently without saying anything else. He also hoped that his mother could survive and try to hide it. According to his understanding of Gin, this kind of thing must be done without any regard for innocent people. life
  However, her eldest brother Sera Masumi was very confident in her calmness. She felt that with her mother's character, after she confirmed that she was fine, she would try to follow those men in black or directly lurk around Kudo Shinichi, so as long as she lurked around Kudo Shinichi, There are always clues about the organization and mother found all around.

After a while, the game on the ward TV started the third game, with Fujiwara Hoshikai leading Kuroko.
  A few people watched in silence for a while. Akai Shu subconsciously lit a cigarette, but suddenly thought of something and immediately put it out. The cigarette butt was quickly extinguished between his fingertips, and a faint wisp of green smoke spread in the air, and then quickly dissipated.

Masumi Sera was sitting beside the hospital bed, with a soft blanket on her legs. Her face looked calm and firm. Her eyes were not staring at the TV screen, but staring out the window, her thoughts seeming to be wandering in the distance. She believed that her mother was still alive, and this belief was like a bright light, burning silently in her heart. Her fingers tapped lightly on the edge of the bed, the rhythm steady and powerful, showing her patience and determination.

Haneda Hideyoshi was staring at the TV screen intently, with a hint of disdain and challenge in his eyes. He leaned forward slightly, as if he wanted to get closer to the black and white chessboard. A critical look occasionally flashed across his face, and he clearly had reservations about Fujiwara Hoshiumi's strategy. His right leg shook unconsciously, revealing his inner anxiety.

"We are on defense again. If we continue like this, we will still lose."

Also in a ward in Kyoto, two people, an old man and a young man, were watching the game.

The old man was sitting on the hospital bed, leaning against the fluffy pillow, and his hands were trembling slightly on the soft blanket. Her face is covered with traces of time, but her eyes are still bright, revealing wisdom and tenderness. Her worry is not about her own health, but about the future of her granddaughter Hongye.

Hongye sat on the edge of the bed with a dignified posture and placed his hands gently on his knees. Her clothing is simple yet elegant, creating a harmonious contrast with the white walls and bedsheets of the ward. Her face was calm, but when she mentioned Fujiwara, her eyes unconsciously showed a gentle light, and all this was keenly captured by the old man.

Although Fujiwara had been working hard on defense in the first two games, the effect was not obvious, and each time he would lose the game by a few goals. The old man saw the same situation after the start of the third game, and couldn't help but worry about Fujiwara Xinghai. She didn't want Fujiwara to lose.

So after thinking for a while, he said, "It looks very difficult. It's not easy for Fujiwara-kun to win."

Hongye also nodded slightly, held the old man's hand and said calmly, "But grandma, don't worry too much, I think he should be able to adjust." "Really?" The old man said with a hint of doubt in his tone, turned his head and asked. , "How did Hongye see it, or do you trust him very much?"

It had been a while since she last arranged for the two of them to try dating, but she had never asked about their progress. However, according to what she noticed, Hongye seemed to have changed her previous attitude towards Fujiwara.

"No, but I trust my own judgment more. I think Fujiwara can win."

At this point, the old man didn't want to go into details further, so he could only hold Hongye's hand and talk about their date and whether anything interesting happened.

Hongye wanted to deny it directly, but when she thought about Fujiwara's previous visit to Hattori Heiji for her, her face turned rosy unconsciously. She never imagined that Fujiwara would go to this extent for her sake, but this incident can be regarded as the end of her heart. That episode, so from then on, she always unconsciously began to care about the person she had been with briefly but didn't know much about.
  "Well, some things are indeed interesting..." Hongye replied softly, with a hint of elusive pleasure in his tone.

The old man's eyes were soft and deep. She knew that marriages arranged by elders would bring burdens to young people. She was afraid that Hongye would be resentful because of this, which became a heavy stone in her heart. But at this moment, seeing Hongye's rosy cheeks and shy expression, she felt a sense of relief in her heart.

So he smiled kindly and said, "Okay, attraction is the prerequisite for love. You attract each other, understand each other, and understand each other through understanding."

Then she pointed at Masato Yamato, who was sitting in front of Fujiwara on the TV, dueling with him, and wondered, "Why does this man look like that boy from the Teranishi family? Is he his son?"

Hongye glanced at the TV and said casually, "Well, Masato Yamato is the adopted son declared by Narumi Teranishi, but there are rumors that he is the illegitimate son of Narumi Teranishi."

"Father and son are more than 50 years apart, do they still have the nerve to call them adopted sons? Haha, I knew that this kid Cheng Mi didn't keep his duty and was just messing around. It's a shame that I paid to rescue their factory when it was dismantled. Live their lives."

When Hongye heard this, the corners of her mouth raised involuntarily, but she quickly controlled her expression to avoid appearing disrespectful.

However, the old man's words gave her a hint of inspiration, and after thinking about it for a while, she came up with an idea that could help Fujiwara break the situation. Then she turned her eyes to Fujiwara on the TV screen, and the expression on her face became more and more determined. Her fingers stopped tapping and slowly clenched into a fist, placing it on her heart. This subtle movement showed her inner determination.

"Grandma, I think I already know how to help him."

(End of this chapter)