If it weren't for the presence of outsiders, Miwako Sato would have to work harder to avoid any more shameless words from his mouth.

This man is cement-skinned, but she is not. Katsumi Uehara, who pretended to cry out in pain, gently softened the soft flesh on his waist with one hand, noticed his girlfriend's earlobes that were already a little ruddy, and grinned brightly between his teeth.

"Still laughing." couldn't stand being watched, Miwako Sato still couldn't hold back after all, and after a glance at him, she changed the topic and said, "You've already lost, you know?" ”

"If you lose, you lose. Say, what do you want me to do unconditionally, I will not shirk it. Katsumi Uehara, who had a hippie smile, didn't take it seriously, waved his hand and said calmly: "Of course, if it's a particularly outrageous role-play, I still have to think about it for safety." ”

"......" Miwako Sato raised her head slightly, facing her boyfriend's gaze, and her eyes narrowed slightly before returning to their original appearance.

His gaze subconsciously probed down, and then raised one eyebrow and said, "What, can't you?" ”

"If you want to ask that, then my answer is that a man must not say that he can't do it." Where would the old rascal Uehara instigate such a provocation, and as soon as his head was tilted, he got off the donkey down the slope: "What do you want me to pretend?" I'll go and order clothes right away. ”

"It's hard to say, I haven't thought about it yet, I owe it first." Miwako Sato spread her hands, turned her head to avoid her boyfriend's slightly playful gaze, and pouted at the cooking table: "Now you better solve this flour first." Katsumi Uehara's face suddenly crossed, and he directly put it in a bad position: "I won't." "You've already lost, do you still want to be a hammer and find guilt for yourself.

"Then where did those dumplings come from in your refrigerator?" Miwako Sato leaned on the edge of the countertop, tilted her head and said strangely: "I sent you back last time you were drunk, and when I made you sobering soup, I saw a lot of steamed dumplings in the refrigerator." There is no packaging bag, so it is simply covered with plastic wrap. ”

"I made it at an aunt's house, and I used to buy things at her house when I used to buy vegetables, and after getting acquainted with it over time, I simply made it to order. I don't like to eat the kind that is sold in the supermarket, the taste is not good. ”

"You're a waste of money."

"Anyway, it's money picked up for nothing, and if you don't spend it in vain, you won't spend it."

"......" just wanted to open her mouth to refute him, Miwako, suddenly thought of the dog man, and the money in the bank card seemed to be indeed in the European Cup

"Picked it up for nothing", and the words had to be swallowed back again, so I had to mutter

"Big dog".

"Compare with you who is the big dog, I can't afford to sell my house in the center of your house." Katsumi Uehara, who pricked up his ears, was very dissatisfied with his position.

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"Thinking too much, you can't afford to sell me." Throwing a pair of gloves into her boyfriend's arms, Miwako Sato, who also put on gloves herself, reached out and pulled the porcelain bowl with butter, poured all the flour mixed on the board into it, sighed and said: "It was inherited from my grandfather by my father, and it is impossible for my mother to sell it." ”

“…… I'm sorry. Katsumi Uehara, who accidentally pulled on his girlfriend's deceased father, suddenly became serious on his face.

"No, it's nothing, my dad has been dead for a long time, and it's not something that can't be mentioned." Miwako Sato, kneading butter and flour, lowered her eyes as she watched a dough take shape under her hands and be kneaded: "At most, I'm just unwilling." ”

"Unwilling?" Katsumi Uehara looked stunned for a moment, and then as if he thought of something, a different color flashed in his eyes.

"Well, remember what I told you when I was in the cemetery, my dad died eighteen years ago, so that's why I know how you felt at the time." Miwako Sato, who spoke of her father, subconsciously lowered her voice, kneading the dough in her hands a lot harder: "In fact, my father's death was just an accident, he was hit by a truck while crossing the intersection in order to catch a suspect in bank robbery.

"It rained heavily that day, and the ambulance came late, so my dad missed the best time to be rescued." Katsumi Uehara, who put on gloves and stepped forward to help, didn't play any more tricks, just stood next to his girlfriend and listened quietly.

"It was because of my dad's death that the police were forced to interrupt the investigation into the bank robbery. This case has thus become an unsolved case in the archives, codenamed Chou Silang, because my dad still repeats the name "Chou Silang" in the direction of the robbers' departure before he dies.

However, the police investigated all the people associated with the name Chou Silang, but nothing was found. To this day, no one knows the identity of the real murderer, and no one knows how my dad locked on to the real murderer.

"In the surveillance of the robbed bank, the robber wearing sunglasses, masks, hats, and his body was tightly wrapped in a coat and a long raincoat only appeared for more than ten seconds, because the video was cut off after more than ten seconds." Speaking of this, Miwako Sato couldn't help but show a wry smile on the corner of her mouth: "I've been thinking about restarting the investigation of this case for so many years, but I have never been able to find an entry point. So much so that I was so desperate that I thought that if anyone could help me solve this case and catch Chou Silang, I could do whatever I wanted. Tatar

"But until the case has passed the retrospective period, I still haven't found anything."

"This case...... Past the prosecution period? Uehara Katsumi was stunned when he heard this. He still has a little impression of the case of Chou Silang, but isn't it that the deadline has not expired?

"Yes, it's been three years since the prosecution period." After taking a deep breath, Miwako Sato, who had collected her emotions, knocked open two eggs with one hand and smashed them into the bowl.

"As far as I know, the pursuit of truth and the prosecution period should not have much to do with it."

“？” Miwako Sato's hand moved, and she turned her head suddenly, her eyes changed suddenly. Katsumi Uehara, who was looking directly into his girlfriend's eyes, shrugged: "I don't want to let go of this opportunity for you to do anything." Take 10,000 steps back and say, you're my girlfriend. ”

"Don't be reckless, deny yourself." After a moment of silence, Miwako, whose eyes were still a little dim after all, sighed silently and said, "Eighteen years have passed since this case, and all the clues have been broken and can no longer be broken. ”

"And what if I can do it?"

"......" Katsumi Uehara's self-confidence that can be said to be overflowing made Miwako Sato glance at him and said, "Then whatever you say, I will unconditionally agree to do it." ”

"Very good, then I'll make a request first, and when the case is solved, you remember to fulfill your promise." Katsumi Katsumi rubbed his chin and said, "When the time comes, I want two boxes of Wuren cookies." ”

"Two boxes of cookies?" Miwako Sato, who thought she would hear something unspeakable, was stunned.

"That's right, but it has to be like you made it yourself, but it has to be a big bowl, a very big bowl, I have a good appetite." Katsumi Uehara raised his right index finger and pointed at the porcelain bowl in the woman's hand, and the dappled sunlight that penetrated through the window hit his shoulder, imprinting her pupils with a wicked smile.

"......" Miwako Sato lowered her eyes, looked at the soft dough in the bowl, and smiled silently: "This request is really beyond my expectations." "Tatar

"Really?" The man tightened his gloves undeniably.

"Has anyone told you that you're really good at mobilizing women's emotions."

"Is there one?"

"I like you." Katsumi Uehara raised an eyebrow: "I know." ”