Buddhist. It is like saying that it is what it is, what it is. There is only one truth? Not really

"How long will it take until we arrive in Japan?" A young man who looked twenty-four or five, with a polite smile on his face, asked a passing flight attendant.

At this time, most of the passengers on the plane were closing their eyes and taking a nap, and some energetic passengers were discussing the next trip with their partners, and although this young man was very young, he gave people the feeling of being extremely mature and sophisticated, like a social elite with abundant spare energy.

The young and beautiful flight attendant stopped with a professional smile and said to the man, "Sir, there is still about an hour." ”

"Well, thank you." The young man was polite and smiled and nodded to the flight attendant.

After the stewardess said "You're welcome" and left, the man casually flipped through a magazine taken out of his backpack, on which were some academic things, which looked profound and elegant, but he saw that everyone was fascinated and engaged, as if the whole person was substituted into the spiritual world.

"Young man, are you a doctor?" A middle-aged man sitting next to the man curiously glanced at the magazine he was holding in his hand and peeked at it secretly, but a large series of paragraphs appeared, all introducing some medical theories that are leading the world.

The man put down the magazine, glanced at the middle-aged man sitting next to him with a smile, and said slowly: "It's not the doctor that everyone usually knows. ”

"Oh?" The middle-aged man looked curiously at this very polite and extremely gentle-looking young man, and now his appearance was extremely upright, and his eyebrows revealed the strictness and calmness that were rare at this age.

"I'm a forensic doctor." The man said softly.

The middle-aged man looked at the young man in surprise: "Forensic doctors are rare." ”

"Well, because there are a lot of challenges to face to become a forensic doctor." The young man smiled faintly and raised the cover of the magazine in his hand, and the person published on the cover was the young man in front of him.

The middle-aged man looked at the young man in surprise, and the latter looked out of the glass window, the clouds that fluttered with the wings and air currents, as if the tide was surging, and the galloping spirit was fascinating

"Dad, you are really, what if you delay the pick-up time for so long?" A beautiful girl wearing a light blue sweater and slim jeans underneath looked like she was still in high school, with a strange look, and said to the middle-aged uncle on the side.

The middle-aged uncle was dressed in a suit and had two mustaches, and laughed when he heard the words: "The time is just right, in order to pick up a stinky boy, so as not to stir up the crowd." ”

"Really, Daddy! Didn't you readily promise your aunt on the phone that you would come to pick up your cousin in person! The beautiful girl muttered, looking angrily at her father, who didn't care.

Beside the father-daughter pair, the little boy who had been silent interjected at this time: "Uncle Maori came to pick up people, and he actually had to drink before going out." ”

"Little ghost, use your care!" The middle-aged uncle, who was called 'Uncle Maori', grinned at the little boy who interjected.

The beautiful girl said angrily: "Dad, don't be so fierce to Conan!" ”

When the three of them arrived at Tokyo International Airport, they waited in the noisy flow of people, and saw that there were still five minutes before the arrival of the flight they picked up.

"Sister Xiaolan, what kind of person is your cousin?" The little ghost named Conan, in the boring waiting, asked the beautiful girl with some curiosity.

Xiaolan, the only girl among the three, replied with a smile: "I haven't seen my cousin for a long time, and the last time we met was when I was very young, about three or four years old. Right, Daddy? ”

"Well, you're a little girl who runs around after her cousin's ass all day long." Maori thought about it for a moment and said with a smile.

Xiaolan glanced at his father helplessly, and then said to Conan: "My cousin is very powerful, he has been doing well in his studies since elementary school, and I have the impression that he left Tokyo when I first entered elementary school. Because his parents, my aunt's family, immigrated to the United States, he left with him. ”

"Oh." Conan's eyes sparkled, but he quickly hid them.

Maori also seemed to be bored, and he didn't want to intervene in the conversation between the two, so he yawned: "Xiaolan, your cousin heard that he was admitted to a very powerful university, what is it called?"

"Columbia University." Xiaolan took a mouthful excitedly.

"Well, but this kid is very weird, your aunt originally wanted him to become a doctor, but she never thought that this kid chose a forensic doctor." Maori remembered his sister's complaint on the phone.

Conan was slightly stunned: "Forensics? ”

"Hmm." Xiaolan nodded, and said interestingly: "Although my cousin chose a forensic doctor, he completed all the courses in the university in a very short time and studied for a master's degree. His grades are said to be so good that many local administrations want to hire him. ”

"Master of Forensic Medicine from Columbia University." Conan's eyes lit up, and the more he wondered, where is this cousin in the mouth of Xiaolan and Uncle Maori!

When the flight landed successfully, as the flow of people changed, and foreigners and returning tourists were constantly surrounded by relatives and friends from the exit of the passage, Xiaolan and Maori opened their eyes wide for fear of missing the person they were about to pick up.

Conan's gaze swept over the crowd, and a young and tall figure walked towards them, so he tugged at the corner of Xiaolan's clothes and said, "He should be the cousin we are waiting for, right?" ”

"Huh?" Hearing this, Xiaolan looked at a man in the crowd who looked very young and handsome with a simple backpack.

As the man approached, the three of them could finally take a good look at him, and the former's gaze fell on them as well.

It's not a tall figure, but it feels very straight, and with the dark shirt on his upper body, there is a calm atmosphere. The man's face is angular, his eyes are full of wisdom, three-dimensional facial features, and a faint smile, which makes others feel a sense of intimacy.

"I'm Yusuke Ogata!" The man whispered his name.

Looking at this young and handsome man, after hearing him say his name, Xiaolan and Maori have confirmed his identity, which is the relatives of the three who have been waiting at the airport and returned from the United States.

"Haha, Yusuke, it's been a long time since I've seen you!" Mori stepped forward and patted the young man named 'Yusuke Ogata' on the shoulder, sighing a little that the little ghost of the year now appeared in front of him, and he was already a handsome adult.

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