Conan: Starting out by living with a divorced older sister

Seeing the people in front of him and the strange atmosphere, he was stunned for a few seconds and asked:

"Excuse me, what happened?"

Gozo Uemoto looked at the famous detective whom he had met at home not long ago, and he was somewhat impressed by the detective's acting skills.

It's like I really don't know him.

Since they were already acquaintances, he didn't care about it any more. In fact, he was just habitually maintaining his authority and he was not a heartless person.

"Forget it this time. Since you've been invited aboard, let's treat you well. Show us the hospitality of our Ryūmoto family. Fortunately, Ichiro, you dare to talk to me like that. Come to my study later."

After saying that, Gozo Ushiomoto left.

At this time, another man came out.

"Dear guests, I'm sorry, I think the reason why my father is so angry is that he is not satisfied with the French food I made for lunch today." said a man in a neat suit and glasses. His name is Shoji Ryūmoto, and he is the second young master of the Ryūmoto family.

Before Kogoro and his group could express their politeness, an inopportune voice was heard.

"Uncle Xiangji is absolutely right. The French cuisine you cook is really not that good. No wonder your western restaurant is about to go bankrupt." With a flushed face, Akiie Ruomoto walked over hand in hand with the somewhat weak yellow-haired boy.

"You..." Shoji Ryūmoto was choked and speechless.

Although it is false that his cooking is bad, it is true that his restaurant is about to go bankrupt. There is just no necessary connection between the two.

Compared with Qiu Jiang's arrogance, the yellow-haired man beside her seemed a little timid because he saw Murong Zhen standing beside him.

He was curious about how he got on the boat. Was he invited by Xia Jiang? But who was the beautiful girl next to him? ! Damn it. He took all the beautiful women away. It would be great if they were mine!

If Qiu Jiang heard his inner thoughts, he would definitely say: Can you have a clear idea of ​​your own strength? If I have that strength, I will just think about that beautiful thing!

Just when Shoji Ryūmoto didn't know how to refute, another voice came.

"It's obvious that Sister Qiu Jiang is joking. Uncle Xiang Er's French cooking is absolutely master-level. Xia Jiang and I both think it's delicious."

Hashimoto Takeshi was some distance away from Hashimoto Natsue, so he also came over to help Hashimoto Shoji out.

"Hey! Isn't this our Toshimoto family's granddaughter's husband who hasn't married yet?" Toshimoto Mariko's words hit Toshimoto Takeshi straight in the heart.

Takeshi Rakumoto subconsciously looked at the instigator of this incident, the yellow-haired Rakumoto Ryuo.

The look in his eyes that wanted to kill the man flashed away.

When Ryūmoto Natsue saw Murong Zhen, she was also stunned for a moment, and the scene from the night before reappeared in her mind. She couldn't help but feel a burst of joy and sweetness. But when she saw the beautiful girl holding Murong Zhen's arm, her smile became a little bitter, as if something of hers had been taken away by someone else.

Xia Jiang didn't say anything to Murong Zhen, and Murong Zhen did the same, looking at her meaningfully.

Xiaolan whispered, "Ah Zhen, isn't she the woman in Mr. Ichiro's painting? From what they said, she seems to be someone else's fiancée. Also, she is really beautiful. That guy named Takeshi Ryobaka is so lucky."

"Yeah, this family is not simple. Everyone is very strange. It seems that something is going to happen on our way home this time."

"Okay, everyone, dinner is almost ready. We'll start eating in 40 minutes," said the butler Suzuki Kenji.

Chapter 265 The Raimoto Family

After the butler announced the meal time, he left.

Ichiro Ryūmoto said, "Mom and Dad, Grandpa is calling me, I'll go over first."

"Son, don't talk back to your grandpa. Your parents support your dream of painting and will help you realize it."

"Aunt, I don't know how you are going to help Ichilang achieve his goal. You are not naive enough to think that grandfather will share the family property with you," Qiu Jiang said sarcastically.

"If they don't give it to me, will they give it to you?! Our Beilang has worked hard for the family for so long!"

"Don't be angry, aunt. I didn't ask for a share. I just don't understand why grandpa gave all his property to a weak little girl."

"What? You said my father gave all his property to Xia Jiang! I don't accept that!"

For a moment, everyone turned their eyes to Xia Jiang.

Xiao Wu, who was beside Xia Jiang, was happy that Xia Jiang became the target of public criticism, so he did not say anything to help her, so that he could take advantage of the situation.

Xia Jiang felt chilled to the bone as he faced the murderous looks of his family members alone.

Subconsciously, he turned his gaze to Murong Zhen.

The latter gave her a reassuring look.

Perhaps inspired, Xia Jiang mustered up the courage to say, "Uncle, aunt, sister, don't worry, I won't take all the family property for myself. I have no interest in the family business at all. I hope you can believe me."

After saying that, Xia Jiang walked towards the bow alone, ignoring Xiao Wu's call behind him.

This behavior earned Xiao Wu a few contemptuous looks.

"I'm going back to my room to rest," Qiu Jiang said meaningfully.

"Ah?! I... I'm going to the deck to smoke a cigarette," the yellow-haired man said stutteringly as his legs went weak.

Qiu Jiang didn't tell him that, so he didn't stop him. After making sure that the target had received the signal, he left.

"I'll go to the kitchen and add some special dishes for the guests," said Xiang Er, and left.

"Well, I'm a little tired. I'll go back to my room and rest for a while." Xiaolan said in a low voice as she watched everyone from the Ryūmoto family leave.

"I'll go back and rest for a while too!" Murong Zhen said.

"No! You are not tired! You don't need to rest, just stay here on the deck and don't go back to your room!" Xiaolan hurriedly stopped Murong Zhen.

She knew him too well. Although they were in different rooms, the room Murong Zhen said he was going back to must be hers, but something was bound to happen by then. The reason why she was so tired now was because of him!

"Okay, okay, then I'll go over there and take a look," Murong Zhen pointed in the direction of the bow.

At this time, only Kogoro Mouri and Conan were left on the deck.

Maori Kogoro stretched and said, "Come on, Conan, let's go back to the room too."

"Ah?! I'm not tired yet, I don't want to go back!"

"That's not up to you. My back hurts right now and I need you to help me with it!" After saying that, he pulled Conan back to the room without saying anything.

Conan was just a kid after all, and he couldn't break free at all. He was dragged away to be a tool with a look of despair on his face.

船头

Xia Jiang stood there helplessly, leaning on the railing and looking into the distance. Looking at the bow within reach, she was eager to try and stand on it, but she was a little scared.

But when I think about my own situation, death doesn't seem to be that scary. Loneliness and disappointment are the scariest things.

So, Xia Jiang slowly climbed up to the bow and stood at the highest point of the bow.

Just when she was feeling secretly happy, a gust of wind came and made her sway a little. She lost her balance and was about to fall into the blue sea.

A strong arm tightly embraced her slender waist.

"Old...Azhen!" Xia Jiang almost called him that name the whole night, but luckily he stopped the car in time.

"Why? You can't get over this little setback."

"No...no, I just want to stand here and enjoy the scenery!"

"Okay, then watch it now. With me here, you don't have to worry about falling."

"Come on, close your eyes, relax, and open your arms!"

"Yes, that's it, it's ok now, open your eyes!"

Xia Jiang opened his eyes and saw the boundless and vast ocean. At this moment, he realized how small he was and what it meant to be just a drop in the ocean.

The sea breeze whistled past, blowing her hair flying, but her delicate body, as soft as boneless, remained motionless, all thanks to Murong Zhen behind her.

Xia Jiang felt an unprecedented sense of security. Being held in Murong Zhen's arms, he felt as if he was next to a warm stove. The chill in his heart was slowly melted by Murong Zhen.

"I felt as if I were flying, like a petrel."

[Haiyan: No, no, no! You are not like me! You are not as arrogant as me! ]

Murong Zhen slowly opened his hands around her waist and held her somewhat cold hands.

Maybe he was tired from flying, Xia Jiang slowly retracted his open arms and leaned in Murong Zhen's arms.

At the same time, she followed the sound of her breathing and slowly closed her eyes, expressing her wishes at the moment.

Murong Zhen's kiss came as expected.

At this moment, Xia Jiang finally understood why she resisted the wedding with Xiao Wu. It turned out that someone else had quietly moved into her heart and filled it.

Although we have known each other for a short time and have had little contact, love comes so suddenly and without any reason.

And short time is not a problem, Murong Zhen gives a long time!

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Although there was little contact, Murong Zhen gave a lot!

Just like the sense of security she had always longed for, after losing her parents, she was particularly eager for someone to give her the sense of security she wanted. Until now, she finally got it.

Xia Jiang was so immersed in it that she didn't even notice that the hem of her skirt was blown up by the wind.

======I am the scene dividing line======

In Mori's room, the bored Conan wrote on paper with a pencil, and wrote the relationship diagram of the people of the Kuromoto family on the ship on the paper.

Owner of the house: Yumoto Haozo

The eldest master and his wife, whose name is unknown, have two daughters;

Eldest daughter: Akiie Hashimoto, son-in-law: Ryuo Hashimoto

Second daughter: Ryomoto Natsue, fiancé: Ryomoto Takeshi

The eldest daughter: Mariko Hashimoto, the husband: Kitaro Hashimoto, the son: Ichiro Hashimoto

Second Young Master: Ryūmoto Shoji, no wife, no children

Butler: Kenji Suzuki

"Little boy, what are you drawing? It's been taking you so long."

"I'm drawing a relationship diagram of the characters in the Ryūmoto family. I think everyone in their family is extraordinary."

"Oh, what are those two spaces?"

"They are the eldest son and his wife of the Lu Ben family. I have never seen them and I don't know their names. I don't know why they are not here."

"They were both, the eldest son was Masakazu Ryomoto and his wife was Miyuki Ryomoto. They both died in an accident a year ago."

"Huh? Uncle, how did you know?"