In the living room of the main house, Gao Cheng looked through the window at the side room with the lights on.

That old man is really powerful, he stays in that kind of place alone......

"I'd better wait until tomorrow to talk to my dad," Yoshiro Daimon accompanied Uncle Maori to drink on the sofa next to him, and handed a notebook to Uncle Dad with a low expression, "This is a news ...... cut and pasted by my mother."

Uncle Mori looked at the newspaper clippings: "On December 10, Kenichi Sakusa, the president of Sakusa Industry, committed suicide, but it is rumored in the industry that Sakusa Industry was used by Daimon Industry and vicious competition forced it to close down...... This is the news from four years ago? ”

"Yes," Daimon Yoshiro nodded slightly, "My dad could have done this kind of thing for the sake of his purpose, you should have seen that armor just now, in fact, this suicidal president is the original owner of that armor." ”

"December 10th...... It's just today," Gao Cheng's face moved slightly, "Is that president's real surname Sakusa?" ”

"I've heard about this too," Hatsuho Hojo brought tea and desserts, "and the factory has been abandoned there ever since, and I've heard that there are still people who see ghosts there, it's scary, right?" ”

Xiaolan hugged Conan tightly: "The owner of the armor of General Xiuyou actually committed suicide on the same day...... Is there really a curse? ”

"What are you talking nonsense, Xiaolan?" Uncle Maori drank with a big grin, "I think it's just a coincidence, don't talk about it, let's drink Yukimi sake well, oops, the wine here is really good." ”

"Of course, it's the best wine in the region."

"The snow has stopped," Gao Cheng had no interest in wine, yawning and closing the curtains, "It's not early, I think it's better to rest early." ”

"Ah, by the way," Hatsuho Hojo reacted and smiled, "I've already made the bed, so everyone can rest." ”

"I'm really bothering you, Sister Hatsui," Xiaolan stopped the uncle from drinking, "Okay Dad, you're tired from driving all day, hurry up and go to bed." ”

"Let me have another drink!"

"I'll go to the toilet first."

Gao Cheng ignored the uncle who was fighting for wine glasses with Xiaolan, and walked out of the living room with his hands in his hands.

It's true, it's been a day of freezing, and I have to be nervous when I come to spend the night, and sometimes a guy like an uncle who is confused and has few roots is quite enviable.

"If Dad dies, you'll have an inheritance." In the room on the other side of the aisle, the sound of the eldest daughter-in-law and her husband talking suddenly came out.

"But looking at my father's body, it's too early to die."

"That's right."

"Then again, why did that kid suddenly run back?"

"The hell knows, it's all bullshit to leave Japan, I think he's going home, he must have come home to please his father, hum, in fact, if you can successfully become the president, there will be no problems, and it's really annoying to marry a useless guy like you......"

"Didn't you marry me for the sake of your fortune?"

"What did you say?"

Gao Cheng stood outside the door, silently listening to the quarrel between the husband and wife.

This kind of family, no matter how rich it is? No wonder the old man moved to the wing......

"Forget it, what's my business...... Anyway, it's only for one night, and I'll leave tomorrow. ”

Gao Cheng turned around and walked to the toilet around the corner, just as the eldest son Men Kazuki also opened the door with a cold face, squinting and watching Gao Cheng walk into the toilet.

"Going to the video room for the night again?" The eldest daughter-in-law in the room said coldly, "I'm not as good as a wife!" ”

"Humph!"

The main door Kazuki closed the door fiercely, and when he passed by the kitchen, he instructed Hatsuho Hojo, who was still washing the cups: "Hatsuho, please help me make a cup of coffee, and send it to the video room when it is ready." ”

"Okay."

In the guest room, there are 5 beds on the floor in a large room, and when Gao Cheng and Xiao Wai lay down on the side of Conan, Xiaolan finally pulled Uncle Maori over.

"Dad, if you're still hungover tomorrow, we'll have to stay here again!"

"Xiaolan, you're so long-winded, I've only had two drinks!"

"Be quiet!"

Gao Cheng's eyelids collapsed with a headache.

It's really torturous to share a room with Uncle Maori, so don't snore later......

Pulling the quilt over his head, trying to fall asleep quickly, the figure of the armored samurai came to mind again, and the strange drum beat of the requiem festival seemed to sound outside again, and the strange festival dance could not be forgotten.

Damn it......

Gao Cheng lifted the quilt in surrender and looked at Xiao Ai, who closed his eyes and slept peacefully.

"Xiao Ai, is it okay to sleep together?"

"Don't." Xiao Ai turned around decisively.

"Brother Joto," Conan looked over with his eyes half-open, "you must be afraid of ghosts, right?" ”

"Afraid of ghosts? Will I be afraid of ghosts? Gao Cheng's eyes widened, "If there are ghosts in this world, why do you want us detectives to do it?" If there are ghosts, you can come to me at any time, the more the better! ”

"Really?" Conan twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled, and was suddenly stunned, and was dragged to his side by Xiaolan with the bed.

"It seems to be a little cold," Xiaolan pulled Uncle Maori's bed next to her and said seriously, "Let's squeeze it." ”

“……”

"Boom!" The bell struck twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, echoing in the silent snowy night, and the old woman knelt in front of the Buddhist altar shrine to worship, and suddenly heard the sound of footsteps stepping on the snow outside.

The sound of boasting became clearer and clearer, and the old woman strangely walked to the window and opened a gap to look into the courtyard.

Under the bright moonlight, the hideous figure of the samurai armor met the old woman's eyes, and she seemed to feel the old woman's gaze and stopped suddenly.

"General Hidetomo ......"

The old woman quickly closed the window, closed her eyes tightly, and when she heard the footsteps outside the house again, she hurriedly knelt down in front of the altar in fear.

……

In the early hours of the morning, Gao Cheng opened his eyes in a daze and found that Xiao Ai didn't know when he leaned to the side, Conan snored lightly, Xiaolan curled up in the quilt in fear, and Uncle Maori didn't know if he was drunk or crazy, and the pillow quilt was all kicked aside.

Sure enough, there are no ghosts.

"Hmm," Uncle Maori scratched the itch and suddenly woke up from the cold, "Is it already dawn?" I don't know if I can go to the hot springs today......"

"Didn't the snow stop yesterday? It's definitely no problem to go to the hot springs," Gao Cheng yawned again, tugged on the quilt and said, "I'll sleep again, just call me later." ”

"I mean, you kid shouldn't have slept all night, right?"

"Who told you to snore all the time? I fell asleep with my head covered......"

"Hmph," Uncle Maori stinked, "Speaking of which, you stinky boy haven't thanked me properly, if it weren't for my sake, how could they let us stay overnight?" ”

"Yes Yes ......"

Damn, uncle, this stinky and shameless guy.

If this guy hadn't gotten lost in his car, everyone wouldn't have been trapped in a snowy night, and they would have been able to soak in the hot springs yesterday......