In the morning, Kibe and Tezuka ran laps in the garden.

The butler occasionally ran over to the two of them to inform them of his concerns, "Miss Rico hasn't gotten up yet, could it be that she is sick?" ”

"Uncle housekeeper, don't worry. She's been strained for too long these days, and she should only be taking a short break. Tezuka was the first to complete the scheduled number of laps, with a towel on his shoulder to wipe his sweat and replenish the water on the side.

"Does it really matter?" The trail came to a halt, and the butler handed him a glass of juice.

"Rest assured, it's a relaxation of the pressure she puts on herself." Tezuka explained.

"Okay, then I'll be relieved." After drinking the juice, he continued to run laps.

"I'll go back to the shower first." Tezuka turned and walked towards the villa.

Ignoring him, he continued to work towards his goal.

Tezuka returned to his room, took his bathrobe and towel, and entered the bathroom, where the sound of water was heard in a short time.

When he came out, he found that there was one more person on the bed, and Tezuka's pupils dilated in fright.

When I got closer, my long silver-gray hair was messily placed on the bed, and a face similar to the trace appeared on the bed, and the person seemed to be still asleep and had not woken up.

Tezuka was embarrassed for a while, "Tell me how she came here." ”

"The cicadas are chirping in my window, and I haven't slept enough." The person in the bed had his eyes closed and seemed to be talking in his sleep.

"Huh." Tezuka took the plum from the shelf, and was about to make plum tea when the trace barged in a bathrobe.

looked anxious, "Tezuka, I heard that my sister is missing." ”

Tezuka was so frightened by this appearance that the jar that was being opened fell directly to the ground, "She? There it is. He gestured blankly to the bed.

"Huh? I didn't expect you to be such a Tezuka. I can't see the appearance of a well-dressed beast. Tracebe looked at Rico as he lay asleep on the bed and grabbed the collar of his bathrobe.

"If I say, do you believe that she broke in by herself?" Tezuka, with an embarrassed face, explained hard.

"It's impossible for my sister to do such a cheap thing, it must be you." Kibe yelled at Tezuka's face very gracefully, and saliva was about to jump on him.

At this time, Rico, who was in a noisy environment, gradually woke up, rubbed her temples, and felt that her head was about to explode, "Who is arguing here." ”

She sat up from the bed, her face full of unhappiness: "The two of you have really good energy in the morning, especially the trace, didn't you say that you have been training with Tezuka for tennis recently?" Let's go for another 50 laps. ”

"Ahh Don't, dear cousin. ”

At this time, a man dressed in a maid's costume walked in: "Miss Rico, the cicadas by the window have all been cleaned up, and you can sleep for a while." ”

"Get all of you out for me." Rico yelled an ultimatum and went back to bed, covering herself with the quilt on her sleep.

The group was driven out and into the living room.

"Ah, I'm going to change my clothes." Tezuka remembered that he was still wearing pajamas, and he was about to go back.

Jibu grabbed him, "Didn't you see that she was angry just now?" It's nothing to sit here for a while in your pajamas. ”

He suddenly remembered the maid's words when she came in, "She ran to you because she couldn't sleep well because of the cicadas?" ”

Tezuka nodded quietly and picked up a cup of Italian black tea that the butler had just placed on the table.

"It seems that she won't be with us for breakfast today." ”

Tezuka reminded: "Let's have a meal." ”

The sun had already set overhead, and the two of them had already finished half of the book in the study.

After Rico finished washing, she knocked on the door of the study, "I'm a little hungry." ”

Tezuka smiled knowingly: "Sister Owei's sauce elbow is almost ready, but you just woke up, you need to eat some other appetizers first, and I specially left you a bowl of porridge in the morning." ”

"Oh, then I'll go to the kitchen and bring it out myself, and I'll sleep so well." Rico replied, and when she closed the door, she looked at the trace with a weak face: "By the way, do I want you to run 50 laps?" My dear cousin. ”

Jibu wanted to die and struggle, "Today I received the transfer records of the employees of the Jibu Company and the employees of Haima Company. ”

"Let's talk about it when we're done, Traces." Tezuka echoed Rico's teasing.

Jibu sighed helplessly, "Tezuka, it's expected that you will have tracheitis." Then he got up and walked around Rico, braving the sun and running in circles outside.

Rico smiled slightly: "I'll go eat something first." He closed the door to his study.

"The two of them are really bastards combined." The trace of running looked unhappy and twisted.

After 50 laps of running, he was lying at the gate of the villa to replenish the water, and the housekeeper bent down to help him wipe his sweat.

"Uncle housekeeper doesn't have to wipe it, he has exercised too much today, and the sweat is estimated to be flowing for a while, wait for half an hour, put hot water on him, and take a bath." Rico sat in his usual king's chair and fiddled with the pos, Tezuka mimicking the butler's appearance and bringing Rico coffee without a smile.

"You two laugh to death, I'll forget it." Jibu couldn't help grinning, "I ran 50 laps, and my stomach hurt terribly, but now that you are still teasing me, my stomach hurts even more." ”

Half an hour later, "The sweat was almost over, and I went to take a shower." He got up and was helped to the bathroom.

Li Ke suddenly grinned, "The members of Qingxue have a tradition of running laps, and 50 laps is trivial." ”

"It should have been 70 laps today, 20 laps in the morning, to be exact." Tezuka reminds out of place.

"It doesn't matter, who told him to sleep with me." Rico stretched and entered the study with a willful expression.

"I slept so well today." Rico couldn't help but sigh, "It's so relaxed." ”

Traces walked in with two transfer records, a towel on his shoulder, and his free hand rubbing the water from his hair from time to time. At the same time, Rico took out a copy of Takuya Hasami's bank card transfer record from the bookshelf.

"How do you find this?" Tezuka took one of the books that the trace department handed him.

"Of course, it's to find the transfer records of Japanese IPs." Rico explained.

"Are you trying to see if the headquarters of the Japanese Trace Department has transferred money to them?" Traces were surprised.

"Hmm."

"No way, there's no way they're going to arrange for someone to harm you." He was caught off guard and looked incredulous.

"Is it that the head has not recovered after running in laps for too much, it is not necessarily your father and grandfather's arrangement, maybe there is some truth behind it that we don't know." Rico looked at him, worried that he would make up for something else, and patiently explained.

"Let's get started." Tezuka flipped through it.

Traced a place to sit down, and the butler entered the study, closed the door, and helped Tracebe dry his hair.

Rico drew the timeline, which was the time of the first attack on her, and the other two figured out the corresponding time point, and then picked out the records and stacked them together, and so on, stacking them together.

When she was done, Rico looked out the window, and it turned out that it was already dark, and she unconsciously stretched her waist, and the traces and Tezuka also came back to their senses.

"It's been a pretty fast day." Traces sighed.

"Ahh Tezuka agreed with his hands folded.

The housekeeper pushed the door in, "Young Master Jibu, the meal has been prepared." ”

The trail department stretched as Rico did, and the maids outside couldn't help but laugh. When the trace department heard this, Tsundere said, "I'll forgive you today." ”

The three of them packed their things, and Rico successfully put today's analysis in her pocket and went to the dining room together.

After dinner, several people discussed their next steps in the living room.

"We'll have to meet the man tomorrow, and if we don't, he'll leave Germany for another country." Traces reminded.

"I will definitely go tomorrow." Rico lay lazily on the sofa, "It's a bit of a fruitful afternoon today, and according to that chronological order, at least we can know that this person is hidden behind the trace group, very deep, and he is Japanese." ”

"Could it be the picture I got from Isabella?" Tezuka's words are amazing.

"Can't get in touch with this for the time being? But the only thing I wonder is why she had $10W in her bag when she died, and her bank card records didn't have this withdrawal record. ”

"Did you go to see the person who gave her the order before the accident?" Jibu was so tired today, he kept yawning and talking casually.

"But it was done, and she went to collect the money, which is also very strange, according to other people's bank card records, the payment should have been paid. But why did he get the cash? Rico analyzed calmly.

"There's only one possibility, she's the closest person to the person behind the scenes. After the last villa you lived in was dug up, she knew it was exposed, so she went to ask for an explanation, but the person who gave orders to her every time didn't want Isabella to continue to help him in the Seahorse Group, so he gave him a sum of money. Tezuka in a word.

Rico sat up, "yes, that's a reasonable explanation. The only thing that can make her willing to do something to betray me is that man. ”

"When Mishima and Tree have restored the picture, I'll go back to my father together." The trace echoed.

Seeing that a doubt in his heart was solved, Ricle ended the night's conversation with a voice: "Let's all disperse, I have to get up early tomorrow to meet the departing employee." ”