Chapter Forty-Eight: The Years Are Unforgiving
"What the hell is going on?"
The uncle squatted next to the garbage can, looking at the empty ground, and his brows furrowed into the word "Chuan". Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
It's a bit hard to figure out, this small alley doesn't look like a place where a lot of people will come in.
But the pistol that fell here is gone.
In the world, there is nothing that happens for no reason.
The pistol also doesn't disappear automatically, so it's clear that someone took it.
And the pistol is a thing, except for killing, the uncle can't think of other uses.
Whether it is forced to kill helplessly, or active killing, it is essentially murder.
The other party took the pistol away, and the tragedy may have been doomed.
"This is really a big incident, I need to report it as soon as possible!"
The patrol officer realized the seriousness of the incident and quickly reported it to the Metropolitan Police Department headquarters by radio.
Guns are no small matter, and if you don't pay attention, you may be in big trouble.
Even if it's just a pistol.
But if a pistol is not taken seriously, it is inevitable that a second, third, or even more gun will appear.
If pistols are not taken seriously, it is inevitable that automatic rifles, semi-automatic rifles, and even some heavy firepower will not appear.
At some point, a thousand guns may appear, and all kinds of weapons will be available.
Then, it's time to pull the flag and rebel.
Eastern countries such as neon and Huaxia are different from Uncle Sam's house after all, and if there is a proliferation of guns, there will really be a very serious problem.
Whether it's Uncle or Conan, they understand this very well.
Although there is no such problem now, it is not a trivial matter that a gun is taken away.
In this era of high incidence of cases, one gun is enough to kill many people.
"What a big deal!"
……
No matter what happens to others, it has nothing to do with the uncle, and it is impossible for the uncle to live because others can't live.
So the days still have to go on.
When it comes to guns, there is no news in the back.
But the uncle ushered in the day of the class reunion.
So early in the morning, I set off by car.
Sitting on the Shinkansen train, the uncle supported his head with his hands and looked at the scenery flying outside.
Xiaolan and Conan were very happy eating the bento.
Anyway, Xiaolan is rich, Fei Yingli often gives her pocket money, and she goes to participate in karate competitions by herself, and if she wins, she actually has a bonus, and she will be famous.
However, Xiaolan participated not for fame or profit, but the seniors of the school club helped her sign up, after all, she is the head of the karate club and the trump card, if she is not allowed to play, who else can play?
So Xiaolan's small life is actually more comfortable than that of her uncle.
"Sure enough, it's still delicious to eat on the train bento for travel."
Xiaolan smiled, that smile was very cute.
It's so cute that the uncle wants to take two bites.
Because they were both eating, the uncle didn't have to eat.
Glancing at these two people, the uncle could only sigh.
"Why do my classmates have to bring their children with them?"
I obviously don't want to take them there, otherwise the devil knows what will happen to this guy Conan.
"What's the matter? Took me there five years ago anyway. ”
Xiaolan didn't care about her uncle's resentment at all.
Anyway, she pays for it herself, and she doesn't need her uncle's money.
In this regard, the uncle could only continue to sigh.
Conan, on the other hand, wanted to get some information.
"Uncle, have you found the missing pistol?"
"Yes, yes, the police haven't released any news either, have you found it?"
Xiaolan is also a little concerned about this.
The uncle withdrew his gaze and looked out the car window, looking at the scenery in the distance.
"Although the police have conducted a close search, they have not found any cases that have been used to commit crimes."
It seems to be a pistol called Smith & Wesson M439, and it can also be determined to be a real gun, so it is still very interesting to be subtracted.
But if someone hides it and doesn't use it, it's hard to find it.
Anyway, uncle, a little detective, can't care about such a thing.
……
Nothing to say all the way.
Hot spring inn, Benkei.
This is a fairly well-known inn, at least for those who want to visit here.
There is a hot spring here, and Xiaolan wants to go to the hot spring as soon as she comes here.
I also want to take Conan with me.
But the result is obvious, Conan was repaired by his uncle and thrown into the small black room.
So Xiaolan could only go alone in the end.
Just kidding, the uncle knows Conan's details very well, how could he let him go to the hot spring with Xiaolan.
Ignoring Conan, who was locked up in a small dark room, the uncle directly met with his old classmates and chatted about the past.
"Speaking of which, we haven't seen each other for a long time."
When the uncle thought about it, he couldn't help but sigh.
Although he had just crossed over for a short time, it didn't matter.
"It's just that we haven't seen each other since we had a class reunion here five years ago."
Yumi Horikoshi nodded in agreement.
Although I just met my uncle a few days ago.
"It's really rare for us to meet the same graduates of the Judo Club of Rice Flower University."
A burly big bald head also said in agreement.
His name is Nakado Kazushi, and he used to be the chief general of the judo club, and later, like Mori Kogoro, he became a police officer.
However, Kogoro Mori left the police force for various reasons, but he has been working as a police officer.
In addition, there are Yukio Ayagi and Noriko Ayashiro, who still look very young.
Noriko Ayajo, who wears round-framed glasses, whose real name is Kimoto Kimoto, married Yukio Ayashiro, so he changed his surname to Ayashiro.
Neon is all such a rule.
The last one, who looks a little fat and wears glasses, looks like a kind fat man named Jun Omura.
plus the uncle, there are six people in total.
"Ah, those days of hard practice are really nostalgic!"
The uncle's face was full of reminiscence.
It seems that he is really old, and he likes to miss the past.
However, what he said made Yukio Ayaki feel funny.
"You're embarrassed to say that you don't practice much at all."
"That said, you used to say that geniuses don't need to practice, so you can't be seen on the driving range, Maori."
The husband sang and the wife followed, and Noriko Ayajo also said a word.
And Jun Omura also began to break the news.
"So in the end, when you fight against your friends, you are the only one who doesn't win."
"That game was because of ......"
There is a reason why I didn't win.
In the memory inherited by the uncle, I also remember about this.
But before he could speak, a voice came from behind.
"I knew it!"
"Huh? Orchid? ”
"It turns out that you said that you fought all over the school in college, and it was all a lie, Dad."
"Uh...... Hahaha......"
In this regard, the uncle could only smile.
And those old classmates were very happy to see Xiaolan.
Five years ago, she was just a cute little girl, and now, she has grown so big.
"It's been a long time, Lan."
"I haven't seen you for a few years, but I've really grown up!"
As the children grow up, so do they.
The years are unforgiving.
Especially the uncle, I want to cry without tears when I think of this.
Obviously, he was supposed to be a young man in his prime, but as a result, he has now become an uncle.
Who should I talk to about the troubles and depressions in this?!
Then Conan also broke through the small black room and came out, and found this side.
So by the way, I introduced myself, joking with each other or something, and it was a happy scene.
But in fact, is that really the case?
You never know what's going to happen until it happens.