After dinner, President Daimon and his eldest son went to the study to talk about things, and Hojo Hatsuho took everyone to the living room next to him for tea.

Instead of sitting on the sofa to rest like Uncle Maori, Gao Cheng walked to the window curiously, opened the curtains and looked at the snow outside.

The snow in the yard is accumulating more and more, and the scattered snow pines, the small pool surrounded by snow, and the side rooms on the other side are particularly elegant.

"How?" Hojo Hatsuho brought tea and drinks and smiled, "I don't know if dinner is to your liking......

"It's delicious," Xiaolan nodded repeatedly, "especially the rice." ”

"Really? Because we still use the stove to cook rice here every day," Hatsuho Hojo smiled gently, put down the tea, and took out a pen and paper, "Mr. Mori, could you please sign for me?" Actually, I've admired you for a long time. ”

"Huh?" Uncle Maori was stunned and said in surprise, "Is that so?" No problem! It is my pleasure! ”

"I'm sorry for you."

"Where," the uncle took the pen and paper as if it were a treasure, and his face was full of red, "Wonderful......

“……”

Conan followed Gao Cheng to look at the snow scene, and looked back at the uncle who signed carefully.

"It's really nice to be a simple-minded person who doesn't have any worries......"

"Hey," Gao Cheng said, "Since just now, you have figured out the structure of this house, what do you want to do?" ”

"Don't you even feel it?" Conan lowered his voice and said, "Don't you think this family is weird? The couple's faces changed just now......"

Gao Cheng is accustomed to saying: "When is it not like this in a big family, once it comes to family property or something, my brothers will not kiss each other." ”

"Miss Hatsuho," Uncle Maori signed his name and looked at the other pieces of autograph paper in Hatsuho's hand, "that one, do you want to sign it too?" ”

Hojo Hatsuho smiled: "No, this is for Yoshiro and Detective Joto." ”

"And me?" The gate Lianglang was confused.

"That's right," Hatsuho Hojo said with a sweet smile, "I'm sure you'll become a famous guitarist in the future." ”

"That's the way it is."

Yoshiro Daimon took the pen and paper and signed.

"By the way, Miss Hatsuho, when did you get here?"

"It didn't take long for me to come here to play after I left Tokyo, so I wondered if I could try it," Hatsuho Hojo curled his crescent eyes, "because the Daimon family is a family, and there are many more things to learn than ordinary people." ”

"Really? Thanks to you, I feel much more lively at home. ”

"Where, I'm just more optimistic."

"Brother Lianglang," Conan followed Gao Cheng to look at the snowy scene, turned around and noticed that Lianglang was writing with his left hand, and asked curiously, "What kind of songs do you play?" ”

"I play all Spanish songs," said Yoshiro Daimon, signing his name, "Actually, I'm going to Spain next month......

"Spain?"

"Why is this kind of report again?" In the study next to the living room, there was a sudden scolding voice from the president of the gate, "I've given you many chances, and it seems that all of them have been in vain!" There's no way I'm going to give you the position of president! ”

"I think Dad was too tough...... Who do you want to be president besides me? ”

The president of the gate and the eldest son quarreled violently, and the atmosphere in the living room stiffened.

Damen Lianglang silently put down the pen and paper and said: "Actually, my dad and eldest brother are the same thing, and the reason why I came back home today is to make a clear conclusion with my dad......"

"Clear end?"

"My dad always wanted me to work as a senior supervisor in the gate industry, but all he thought about was money, and he didn't understand the feelings of others at all, and I hated his arrogant style, so he ran away from home five years ago."

The gate is good, and his expression is melancholy.

"I won't go back to Japan until I break through this time in Spain, and I may never see my dad again......

"Lianglang," the eldest daughter-in-law walked into the living room and sneered, "What do you say before going home after making a clear conclusion, I think you just want to take the gate house for yourself, right?" ”

"Young grandma?"

"Sister-in-law?"

Damen Lianglang frowned and said, "What nonsense are you talking about?" I wouldn't have run away from home in the first place......"

"God knows," the sister-in-law sneered, "who knows if you came back when you couldn't get along outside?" ”

"What are you arguing about?! I get upset when I see you two together! The president of the gate walked out of the study with a gloomy face, paused, and said to Uncle Maori, "Mr. Maori, I'm going to the wing, let's show you something good to change your mood." ”

"Good stuff?"

On the side of the main house, everyone walked through the courtyard with umbrellas to the separate wings.

"This is where I live, and it's very noisy every day in the main house, so I can really relax when I come back here."

When the president of the gate entered the entrance and turned on the light, Uncle Maori put away his umbrella and followed him into the room, and was immediately attracted by a Japanese samurai armor enshrined in the hall.

Under the light, the armor that sat on the front looked like a real general.

"This armor is so oppressive!"

"Haha," said President Daimon happily, "how's that?" Didn't expect that, right? This armor of Dash Hideyo is my treasure......"

Gao Cheng was the last to enter the house, and looked at the armor with Xiao Ai, and before he could react to what was going on, a figure of a warrior in armor suddenly flashed in front of him.

"Whew!"

The back of the umbrella in his hand first broke through the figure of the samurai like lightning, and when Gao Cheng came back to his senses, he found that Uncle Maori looked at him with a confused face.

"Y-What are you doing, Joto boy?" Uncle Maori asked dumbfounded.

"Huh? Haha, it's nothing. ”

Gao Cheng embarrassedly put away his umbrella and looked at the well-placed armor in the room suspiciously.

Weird, hell?

Looks like I'm too sleepy today......

"Is this the armor mentioned at that festival?" Uncle Maori looked at the samurai armor with a heavy sense of history, and remembered the previous requiem festival, "It turned out that you collected it, and it was really scary to look at......"

"Dad," Xiaolan leaned closer and said strangely, "how do you feel a little different, there is a small crack in the chest guard......"

"Is there one?"

"This is General Hidetomo's curse!"

An old woman in a yukata suddenly walked out of the next bedroom, her face was pale, her long gray hair was tied together on her chest, and if it weren't for her eyes and spirit, she could vaguely see the demeanor of her youth, it would not be too scary.

"This armor has long been cursed by General Hidetomo!" The old woman said in a hoarse voice.

"Ryuko?" The president of the gate was surprised, "What are you doing here?" ”

"General Xiuyou's soul is still wandering in the world, and anyone who sees his soul will die in the end," the old woman cautiously knelt down in front of her armor and held her hands to offer a pair of white socks, "I hope General Xiuyou won't freeze your feet, please put on these white socks......"

The president of the gate said angrily: "Old woman! You're playing tricks again! ”

"What are you talking about?" The old woman accused, "In order to atone for the evil deeds you have done, I will offer a pair of white socks every year on the death day of General Xiuyou, and you are simply disrespectful to do this!" Tonight is the 500th anniversary of General Xiuyou's death, and maybe something is about to happen, so wait and see. ”

"Gollum." Gao Cheng swallowed his saliva, looked at the old woman who was crawling on the ground devoutly, and then looked at Xiaolan next to him who was hugging Conan in fear, and his face couldn't help but twitch a trace of cold sweat.

Haha, probably not, right?

How can there be ghosts in this world?

I must have read it wrong just now, Amitabha Amitabha...... 2k reading web