Be the god of death in the world of famous detectives

Chapter 28 The Poisonous Tongue Attribute is used well, it is cute, and it is flag if it is not used well

Xiao Benwu nodded, and walked towards Xia Jiang, who leaned on his shoulder.

She happily and shyly explained to Xiaolan, "The island is where our ancestors are enshrined. The family tradition is that the wedding must be held on this island."

"The wedding in the morning is indeed ours. Today is my big day."

"Wow!", Xiaolan was infected by her happiness, and laughed, and the two girls came together in whispers.

However, the happy atmosphere didn't last long, and was interrupted by a loud shout from the side.

"What's going on?! Isn't this boat chartered by our family? How dare you let outsiders board the boat without my permission?! Are you so courageous?!"

Bai Shu turned his face and saw an old man walking beside him at unknown time.

The old man has white beard and hair, tall and tall, wearing a heavy and simple kimono, his eyebrows and beard are raised exaggeratedly, and the word "bad temper" is written on his face.

Opposite the old man who was being scolded for being obedient was a bald uncle, the son-in-law of the main family, Homoto Hoiro.

He explained weakly, "Dad, I'm sorry, but I think they missed the boat, so..."

Following these words, the old man swished his head and looked at Bai Shu and his party.

Conan and Xiaolan were sweating from his stare, and subconsciously took a step behind Bai Shu.Only Baishu greeted the enemy Ray with a super thick skin, "..."

Fortunately, the old man didn't say anything. After glaring at them a few times, he turned to his son again, pointed at his nose and scolded, "I think you don't take me seriously at all!"

Xia Jiang smiled awkwardly, and said to Xiaolan in a low voice, "Don't worry about it, my grandpa is not in a good mood, and it's not against you."

In the middle of her speech, a voice suddenly came from the side, "Yeah, Dad is in a bad mood, probably because he doesn't like my cooking."

"...Uncle Xiang Er!", Xia Jiang blinked, and nodded to the uncle who suddenly appeared, as a greeting.

Bai Shu bit his straw, looked at the people who came out one after another, "...", so this group of people had an appointment to make a collective appearance.

After a while, the old man finally finished his temper and was ready to go back to the cabin.

When passing by his grandson who was sitting on the deck and drawing, he couldn't help but say, "I'm useless, and my son is no better! You know how to paint and paint all day long!"

Glancing at the drawing board, he saw the familiar figure who already had a rough outline, and he sneered, "It's an impossible dream, let's give up early."

Bai Shu looked at the old man who threw his sleeves and walked away, and counted in his heart: It seems that he has scolded all those who have appeared on the stage, except Xia Jiang and her husband Xiao Wu.

Too much hatred, no wonder he was the first one to understand.

The old man opened the cabin door and left a message, telling Xiao Wu to look for him in a while, then walked into the cabin and slammed the door.

A short and fat woman in a kimono just came over, she patted Homoto Hokuro, and said with a smile without hesitation, "Husband, bear with me for a while, Dad is already old, and we will be able to take it in a short time." Here comes the legacy."

"I'm afraid it's not that easy, Auntie." Someone popped out of nowhere.

Bai Shu followed the prestige, and saw a short-haired lady Yu with scantily clad clothes. She looked a bit like Xia Jiang, but her temperament was completely different.

This is Xia Jiang's sister, Qiu Jiang.

And the Sha Matt next to her with his chin raised to the sky and dyed arrogant yellow hair is Qiu Jiang's husband.

Qiu Jiang came over with a cigarette in his mouth, narrowed his eyes slightly, and muttered with the short and fat woman about the inheritance.

Xiaolan took a few steps back, and said in a low voice, "The relationship between this family is so tense."

Bai Shu nodded, but he didn't pay much attention to it. While no one was looking at him, he poured himself another glass of juice and sucked it up happily.

After a group of people from Xiaoben's family came out one after another, they left quietly one by one.

Xiaolan and Conan stared at the boat for a while, dumbfounded, and quickly put the matter behind them: anyway, they were just passers-by on the boat, and they would leave tomorrow.

Not long after, the setting sun fell to the sea level, night fell, and the wet and cold sea breeze blew across the deck, freezing the few people in thin clothes back into the cabin.

Bai Shu and the others sat around the dining table, with the hospitable Xia Jiang at the same table.

Probably because he discovered Xiaolan's obsession, or maybe because he was too idle at sea, Xia Jiang found a piece of paper and drew a tree diagram of the family relationship for several people.

The top one, of course, is the irascible old man Hozo Somoto.

He has two sons and one daughter. The eldest son, the father of Xiajiang and Qiujiang, has passed away. The second is his daughter, Mariko, who is the short and fat woman, and the third is Shoji, who is passionate about cooking.

After counting the people in the family one by one, the butler had already set the table, and the sumptuous food was served on exquisite tableware, exuding a tempting aroma.

People from the main family took their seats one after another, and in the end, only Xiao Wu and the old man were left.

(End of this chapter)