"A far ball, keep flying! It's a three-base hit! The No. 4 player of the Air-to-Air Team finally brought the good news of scoring points to the stadium in the heavy rain!! ”

There was a passionate shout of commentary on the TV, and Tetsuji Tomizawa also excitedly said, "Well done!" ”

Yuzo Tomizawa turned around and smiled, "Father, you're a Kagoshima air-to-air fan, right?" ”

"yes, absolutely."

"But there's no need for you to come here and watch all the time."

"I can't help it, who told us that the satellite transmission of our villa has no way to receive the message." Tetsuji Tomizawa said with some grievances, he also wanted to take a comfortable shower and watch the game in the bed.

The voice of the commentator came from the TV: "The blow is out, and the game is in the second half of the sixth round, and the air-to-air team still continues to attack!" ”

Just when Tetsuji Tomizawa nodded in satisfaction, the commentator who received the message couldn't help but say: "The game must be temporarily interrupted, the time has entered nine o'clock, and this station will broadcast five minutes of news for you." ”

"Huh?"

Just as he was watching the news about Typhoon No. 1, Tetsuji Tomizawa was like an old child who had been suddenly snatched of his toy, and his thick eyebrows were so angry that he jumped up and down.

"It's only nine o'clock in the sixth round?" Yuzo Tomizawa asked, apparently he also knew a thing or two about baseball.

Ritsu Sashima glanced at the time on his watch and explained, "There were a few rains due to the typhoon, and there were a few interruptions in the race, so the time was extended. ”

Ayako Suzuki walked in with a small food cart with various kinds of cut fruit and cherry juice to help you sleep.

"Ayako, do you have a radio here?"

"Uncle, this game is not broadcast on the radio." Shinichi Kudo, who was flipping through the newspaper, replied, apparently seeing through Tetsuji Tomizawa's thoughts.

Suzuki Ayako smiled and picked up a glass of cherry juice, handed it to him and comforted: "Uncle, don't be so anxious, let's drink a glass of cherry juice first, there are still a lot of fruits here." ”

"Haha, thank you so much, Ayako." Tetsuji Tomizawa looked back at his youngest son and said with emotion: "Yuzo, you are really lucky, but my other two sons are not good." ”

Perhaps thinking of something unpleasant, Tetsuji Tomizawa babbled: "My eldest son Taiichi insisted on refusing to inherit my mantle and wanted to be a family, and he is still single. Although the second son Da Er went to work in the company, he didn't know which woman of unknown origin was secretly engaged! ”

Yuzo Tomizawa's face froze, and he lowered his head and retorted, "Okay... Father, don't speak ill of your brothers anymore. ”

"Humph!" Tetsuji Tomizawa said dissatisfied: "Yuzo, you're not good, you know how to paint those useless paintings and play with those useless paints!" ”

Yuzo Tomizawa clenched his fists and stood up, he really didn't want to hear his father say this.

"Yuzo, you..."

"Ayako, I'll go to the studio first... Because I still have an illustration to put the finishing touches on, and it's about to be finished. ”

Noticing Ayako's worried gaze, he stepped forward and whispered comfortingly, "Don't worry, I've long been used to my father's reproach, I'm fine." ”

"Well, get some rest early."

"Okay."

Tetsuji Tomizawa knew that his preaching had caused his youngest son to feel uncomfortable, so he said with a straight face: "If this kid Yuzo is not so stubborn and obediently goes to work in the company, I will definitely put a good position for him." ”

Parents naturally hope that their children can inherit their mantle, especially when it comes to a big consortium like Tomizawa. After all, the fertilizer does not flow into the fields of outsiders, Tetsuji Tomizawa shook his head and sighed helplessly, his age is not small, if it weren't for the fact that these three sons didn't have the idea of inheriting, he wouldn't have to worry so much.

Ritsu Sasashima caught a glimpse of the restarted baseball game and cleverly changed the subject, reviving the somewhat heavy atmosphere.

"Mr. Tomizawa, the game has started again, why don't we take a gamble... Will there be a home run in the next game? ”

"Oh? Okay, hahaha! Onizawa, do you know baseball too? ”

"Well, I played baseball when I was in school."

"Oh? Which team are you from? Which position is the main role? Obviously, it was a topic that Tetsuji Tomizawa was interested in, and he quickly forgot about the little unpleasantness just now.

"I played when I was studying abroad, and I was a pitcher."

"Pitcher, hehe, I met a lot of great pitchers when I played baseball."

An old man and a young man talked eloquently, and Kudo Shinichi, who didn't know much about baseball, couldn't interject at all, so he had to watch the ball game on the TV with his hands on his cheeks, and watch... It's a little sleepy.

"Goodbye home run, nine to eight! The playoff entered the second half of the eleventh round, and the air-to-air team ended the close game! ”

"Yay! Banzai! Mr. Onizawa, it seems that you have won this gamble, is there anything you want? I can buy it for you. ”

Ritsu Sasashima didn't expect such good luck to hit a home run at the end, and he always seemed to use his luck in useless places. He shook his head and refused, "Mr. Tomizawa, this is just a gamble without bets, I'm a policeman." ”

"Hahaha! Good! It's not often that you have a good cop like you now! Tetsuji Tomizawa got up and looked at the time on his watch, and said, "It's not too early, I'll go back to the villa first, and you guys should go to bed early." ”

Getting up and coming to the door of the villa, Tetsuji Tomizawa held an umbrella and smiled, "Miss Ayako, I will bring my three sons over tomorrow to visit, thank you for your hospitality today." ”

"That's all as it should be, uncle will see you tomorrow."

Seeing Tetsuji Tomizawa walking in the direction of his villa in the thunderstorm, Kudo Shinichi yawned and said tiredly, "Well, I'm really sleepy... Uncle Tomizawa's spirit is really good. ”

"That's because I came across something I loved." Ritsu Sasashima chuckled and replied.

"Also, if it was the scene of the crime, I wouldn't feel sleepy."

“……”

Everyone looked helplessly at Kudo Shinichi, who yawned two more times in a row, can't this guy's mouth say something good? It's impossible to feel sleepy in an environment like the scene of a crime, okay?

Suzuki Ayako smiled: "It's not early, let's rest early, Mr. Kudo and Mr. Onizawa are still bothering to come with me, since the guest room is not cleaned, can you two sleep in one room?" ”

"Hmmm! OK! ”

Ritsu Sasashima wanted to refuse, but because he was in someone else's house, he had to choose to agree, and he squinted his eyes at Kudo, this guy must remember the "bedtime story" he was forced to promise to tell.

When, when, when.

As you pass by the promenade, the retro standing pendulum makes a sound.

Suzuki Ayako looked at the time displayed on the clock and said in surprise, "Ah, is it half past eleven?" We'll have to clean up the mess in the living room quickly. ”

However, just as she finished speaking, there was a thunderclap outside, and all the lights in the room were instantly extinguished, and it fell into darkness where she couldn't see her fingers.

"There's a power outage?"

"Seems to be." Sonoko Suzuki walked to the window and pointed outside, "You see, Uncle Tomizawa's villa has no lights at all, it must be because of the power outage in the whole area caused by thunder." ”

Holes –

Between the roar of thunder, lightning flashed, briefly illuminating everyone's sight.

"Huh? You see, there seems to be someone there. ”

"Who the hell is that person? What's he doing? ”

Just subconsciously looked out the window, Kudo Shinichi's face suddenly changed, and he said loudly: "Garden, Xiaolan!" Get out of the way!! ”

The man in a beige velvet hat and a mask on his face turned his head to look at the people in front of the window.

The familiar eyebrows, and the splatters of blood on his face, announced that it had been a sleepless night.