Science Fiction: Starting from Obtaining Sophon

Then it dawned on him that the two were appearing as Kenji Hōyama's wife and daughter.

They are clearly Akai Tsutomu's wife and daughter, yet they've appeared in his sight disguised as the wife and daughter of a yakuza member. What exactly are they trying to do?

Chapter 192 Proof can be obtained after the murderer is dealt with.

"Genda, you've arrived!" Eri Kisaki smiled radiantly upon seeing Genda's arrival.

"Mrs. Hōyama and Miss Hōyama, this is the Detective Genda you've been waiting for."

The mother and daughter had already turned their attention to Genda River. They were both slightly shocked. This young man was so handsome and dashing. They were amazed at first glance.

However, neither of them were ordinary people; they weren't just infatuated girls who only looked at handsome men. After a slight surprise, they turned their attention to him.

Mary Akai quickly took in his physique and noticed his curves and muscles. Even through his clothes, one could see that his muscles were smooth and well-developed, giving him a swift and powerful feel, like a cheetah.

Sera Masumi clearly noticed this as well. The mother and daughter exchanged a glance and then quickly got up.

"Hello, Detective Genda. My name is Mary Hōyama, and this is my daughter, Sera Masumi. Sera grew up with her maternal grandparents, so she takes her maternal grandparents' surname, which is also a form of protection."

Genda smiled slightly: "Mrs. Hōyama, you're too kind. Just call me Genda. Miss Sera and I should be about the same age."

After sitting down again, Mary Akai began to speak.

"Detective Genda, you've probably heard what Attorney Kiyoshi has to say about what happened. My daughter and I only know the basics of what my husband did. We never imagined he would commit so many crimes, causing trouble for Attorney Kiyoshi and Detective Genda. We're truly sorry."

As he spoke, he bowed deeply to Genda River, and a flash of white appeared in his eyes.

This woman is amazing.

Truly intelligent women never rely solely on strength; a touch of gentleness is the most important thing.

Because of her excessive strength, people will overlook her identity as a woman and instead treat her as a man, as a competitor.

This is why many men are hostile towards strong women.

Because strong women downplay their femininity and amplify their competitive nature, while men are hostile to any competitor, regardless of gender.

Knowing when to show weakness is clearly a sign of intelligence, especially when you know her true identity.

Genda River said calmly, "Mrs. Hōyama, you're too kind. Whatever Hōyama Kenji did, the law will deal with it. It has nothing to do with you. Speaking of which, I personally apprehended Hōyama Kenji. I never expected that he would want me to protect you. What an interesting cycle."

Before he finished speaking, his gaze suddenly sharpened, making both of them jump in fright.

"Such sharp eyes, even sharper than a peregrine falcon's," both mother and daughter thought, their hearts racing.

Immediately, Genda's expression relaxed again, returning to its warm and gentle state, as if the sharp edge from just moments ago was merely their illusion.

Then Genda River smiled and started chatting with them. The two women immediately sat up straight, no longer in their relaxed state.

Every word Genda Kawa said seemed to be a trap, requiring them to deal with it carefully. After chatting for half an hour, Genda Kawa finally relented and agreed.

"It seems our communication went smoothly. In that case, I'll allow you to stay at my house until the impact of this matter subsides."

After handing the two women a set of keys and telling them the villa's password, the mother and daughter said goodbye and left, as they were going to Eri's house to pack their things.

Watching the two figures disappear into the distance, a playful expression appeared on Genda's face, and a sinister feeling arose spontaneously.

"Hey, haven't you seen enough?!"

Seeing the look in Genda's eyes, Eri Kisaki said with dissatisfaction.

Genda Kawa walked over to Eri with a smile, pulled her into his arms, and gently pecked her cheek. A delicate and rich fragrance filled his nostrils, bringing an intoxicating feeling.

"You should be able to tell that I'm not looking at them for any other reason than suspicion."

Eri's face flushed slightly, but she immediately regained her composure and wisdom after hearing his words.

"You've been testing them just now, is there something wrong with them?"

Genda Kawa affectionately stroked her nose with his finger; the female lawyer's high, straight nose gave her a spirited and heroic air.

"Of course there's a problem. The problem is that they are very likely not Kenji Toyama's wife or daughter."

Eri raised an eyebrow, her eyes instantly sharpening as she quickly identified several of their weaknesses.

"They said they've lived abroad for many years, but they're very familiar with Japanese etiquette and customs. If it were Mary Hoyama, that would be understandable, but Sera Masumi is a bit strange."

Genda Kawa reached into his clothes and rubbed them. The feeling of his heart pounding always brought him peace of mind. He took a deep breath.

"This is just one clue. In our conversation just now, they lied at least ten times."

Eri, embarrassed and annoyed, pulled his hand away and pinched the back of his hand hard. Just like Tang Ren in the Detective Chinatown story, he patted his butt and left. Please pat your own butt, don't pat other people's butts, it's impolite!

But I was still drawn to his question: "How can you tell if they're lying?"

Genda chuckled and said, "That's very simple for me. I can hear their breathing and heartbeats even when I'm outside the room, just by observing the changes in their breathing and heartbeats."

He wasn't lying; he truly could do it. He had mastered three breathing techniques, and his understanding of aura was at the grandmaster level. Detecting other people's breathing and heartbeats through a wall and determining their location was just basic stuff for him.

In a certain novel, even a ninth-rank archer could do this, so Genda River certainly could too.

Moreover, he can detect whether someone is lying by observing changes in their breathing and heartbeat. Simply put, he is a human lie detector. If you add Zhizi's analysis of micro-expressions and micro-movements, basically, no criminal can escape his notice.

Therefore, if Genda Gawa were to deduce murder cases involving three or four choices, he wouldn't need to do what Conan does—understand the method of the crime and then pick a suspect from among them.

He could have done the opposite: eliminated the murderer first, and then proven that the murderer was indeed the murderer.

Just like that advertising slogan, "Understand the encyclopedia in a second, the world is so simple!"

At this moment, the mother and daughter who walked out of the office had somber expressions.

"Mom, this person seems suspicious of us."

Mary Akai shook her head: "It's not that they've become suspicious, it's that they're already suspicious of us. I never imagined that the former noble son of the Genji Group would grow to such an extent. The aura he exuded just now was far stronger than Shuichi's..."

A pang of regret crept into his heart. He had helped the mother and daughter evade pursuit, settled them in, and then used their identities to return home to investigate that organization.

But unexpectedly, the background of this mother and daughter was so complicated, and what should have been a simple matter suddenly became complicated.

The initial group number is 763480157.

Sera Masumi frowned and said, "Then what should we do now? Perhaps we should refuse to go to the Genda River house, otherwise, if we discover the truth, it will be very disadvantageous for us."

Mary Akai shook her head: "No, since we've already started, we can't give up halfway. No matter how good he is, he's just a high school student. We just need to be careful."

Chapter 193 The Beginning of Cohabitation

Nothing much happened after that.

The two didn't have much luggage, just a few suitcases. They took a taxi and soon arrived at Genda River's home.

Genda River was already waiting for them at home and had arranged for them to stay in a guest room on the first floor.

The mother and daughter were also amazed, never expecting that a male high school student living alone could keep his room so tidy.

If the room is messy, they'll have to clean it according to the previous agreement, which would be a real nightmare.

"From today onwards, the two of you will be staying here. To prevent any awkward situations, we need to agree on a few rules."

"As previously agreed, starting today, you will be responsible for cleaning the courtyard and the first floor. I will clean the second floor myself, and the second floor is my private area. No one may enter without my permission. Of course, once you start living here, I will not enter your bedrooms on the first floor either, so don't worry about that."

After a pause, he continued, "Also, the water, electricity, and gas costs incurred while you're staying here are included in the protection fee, so I won't charge you separately. However, for meals, you can eat out, or you can cook for yourself using the ingredients I buy. If I cook, we can eat together, but that will cost extra."

Of course I should pay more. They're not my beloved family, friends, or siblings, so why can't I pay more?

Moreover, those ingredients were really expensive. As a foodie, he always chose the best ingredients. Now, there are still many stories about the people picking out the best ingredients at the nearby farmers' market...

Although Genda River's words were a bit too blunt, neither Mary Akai nor Masumi Sera thought it was a problem. They had lived abroad for many years and were used to the more directness of Westerners.

After agreeing on a number, the three of them officially began living together.

The mother and daughter quickly arranged their luggage and tidied their rooms. At that moment, Genda River received a request to help a wealthy woman rescue her kidnapped youngest son. After saying goodbye, he hurriedly left, leaving only the two of them at home.

The two of them finally relaxed completely and began to carefully examine everything in the house.

The entire villa is clean and tidy, yet it also features many ingenious decorations that are not only beautiful but also practical.

What immediately caught their attention were the muscle training equipment and many swords and weapons in the courtyard.

"This guy seems really passionate about training; he's prepared so much training equipment, and it looks like he uses and maintains it regularly."

He casually drew a longsword from a wooden stand, and a cold glint caught his eye; it was a sharpened weapon.

"They're real swords, and they've all been sharpened."

Mary Akai, standing to the side, saw far more than her daughter did.

These strength training machines are extremely heavy, even comparable to those used by weightlifters, and as my daughter said, judging from the wear and tear, they are definitely used frequently.

The same goes for the swords on these shelves. Judging from the grip marks on the hilts, this was definitely the work of a master swordsman with extremely superb skills!

At this moment, information about Genda River involuntarily began to come to mind.

He was once the eldest son of the Genji Group. After the Genji Group was destroyed, he disappeared from everyone's sight. After reappearing, he immediately set out to become a detective and quickly rose to become a famous detective.

He seems to have a unique approach to finding pets, tracking, and gathering information, helping many wealthy people solve their problems and becoming a highly sought-after detective.

After all, aside from the combination of a young elementary school student and a greasy middle-aged man, who else could encounter so many murder cases? Although the place called Rice Flower is eerie, and everyone does things with their hands and never talks, it's not to an extreme degree.

Especially for the wealthy, they basically solve any problem that can be solved with money with money.

If they were all hardliners who preferred direct confrontation, the Black Organization's method of threatening people and then gaining benefits would probably not be applicable.

Mary Akai pondered for a while, but found the young man increasingly unfathomable.