Chapter 1510 1510 [Jiang Xia Longping's Magical Life]

It seems that the parties and Subaru Okiya are not the only ones who pay attention to these two pieces of case-solving news.

In the distance, in a room in the mansion by the river. A woman sat quietly on the edge of the bed, watching the TV opposite.

The dark golden curtains hung down heavily, and the light of the setting sun slanted in through the gaps, falling on the end of the woman's hair, adding a touch of orange red that symbolized vitality to the long, light-colored hair.

At this moment, on the screen was a little-known small station, which was broadcasting the news of a Gothic Lolita murder casealthough many scenes could not be photographed, but the last scenes that solved the case in one go were recorded by a quick-handed reporter. down.

Chief Superintendent Luota looked at the young detective surrounded by reporters through the screen, but his gaze seemed to pass through him and land on another person.

After a long time, she sighed softly: "It really does."

"What is it like?"

The door was suddenly pushed open, and a woman with eyebrows somewhat similar to Chief Superintendent Lota's, but a little older, walked in.

Lotta picked up the remote control on the side, turned off the TV, frowned and looked at the person who had just entered the door: "Grace, I said you have to knock on the door to enter my room."

Chief Superintendent Luota, who met the group in Tokyo on the plane, has already changed his uniform. She casually wore a nightgown, and her high bun was untied and draped over her shoulders, which made her look younger than half her age. Her good life allowed her to take good care of her. No wrinkles can be seen on the top, like a girl with a majestic aura.

The woman she called "Grace" quickly glanced around the room when she entered the door, not deliberately spying on anything, but just a long-established habit.

So, although the TV was turned off quickly, she caught a glimpse of the conspicuous dark-haired young man on the screen.

Combined with the self-talk of Superintendent Lota before, Grace vaguely felt that she understood something, she smiled and said:

"It is indeed a bit like when he was young. I said, you really have deep roots in love. How many years have passed, how come you haven't forgotten that guy."

She walked to the window and closed the gap in the curtains. Then he turned back to the bed, sat beside Lota, and warmly embraced his younger sister:

"I remember at the 16-year-old party, you clearly said that you only like career men, and when you got drunk, you scolded those little sweethearts who were around you as 'trash', and let them spend more time pretending to be gentlemen. Read a bookbut now, your standard of looking at men seems to have changed a lot."

Although the words were more tactful, Chief Superintendent Luota could still hear it: my sister was calling Jiang Xia Longping a waste.

Her face darkened: "You don't know him. He is a real hero, but he couldn't wait for his era in the end."

Grace looked at her carefully, and was very surprised to find that when her sister said this, her tone and demeanor were very serious, and she really felt from the bottom of her heart that Jiang Xia Longping was a so-called "career-oriented man".

She hesitated to speak, but in the end she couldn't hold back, and said in a gentle voice:

"To be honest, I really doubt whether he is working seriously. In fact, I asked specifically before. He always said that he had some mysterious long-term plan, but in fact, until his death, that 'plan' didn't make much progress. .Even if there were some available contacts later, they were not used because of the so-called 'pursuit of greater development'-if Capet hadn't been confused by his flashy plan that day, I would have put him..."

Halfway through Grace's speech, her voice gradually dropped.

She met her younger sister's gloomy eyes, and embarrassedly curled the short hair hanging from the temples: "Uh, you wouldn't scold your dear sister for that kind of guy, tell me you won't."

As she spoke, she leaned over and kissed Lotta on the cheek.

"I won't." The younger sister did not give a disappointing answer.

Lotta really doesn't like to swear. But soon, she pushed away Grace who was hanging on her body, stood up with a cold face, refused to chat with her sister with actions, and strode out of the room.

Grace sighed towards the empty room, and muttered in a low voice: "But what I said is obviously the truth... Is it really because I had too little contact with that guy back then and didn't know him well enough?"

She saw the remote control thrown aside, picked it up and pressed it.

The TV is turned on again, but the news just now has finished, and now the screen is talking about a pigeon stuck in the middle of the window frame of the church, how people rescue it.

Grace snorted, turned off the TV in boredom, and turned to look outside the door.

My younger sister doesn't like going out very much, she rarely even leaves London, but this time she actually ran from England to Tokyo. In order to adjust work and make other preparations, she really spent a lot of effort on this trip.

Although the younger sister didn't say what she was going to do, Grace guessed that most likely she was going to confirm whether Jiang Xia Longping was really dead.

"Judging from her current state of mind, she is probably dead."

Grace rubbed her hair helplessly: "Why don't you ask me before you go, our investigation has already confirmed that he is dead, so we have to make this trip in vain... Alas, the terrible love brain, how did you know before?" We didn't find this gene in our family.

Although she was still brooding over some past events, Grace soon shook her head:

Whether it's a hero who has failed to achieve his plan or a thief who eats money, everyone is dead now, and it seems meaningless to continue to struggle... Let's just treat Jiang Xia Longping as a hero who has not yet developed.

Grace: "..." And it seems very difficult to conclude that he is a fish-fishing monsterbecause according to her observation, people who hold the same opinion as Lota on the matter of Jiang Xia Longping are not counted. few.

Thinking about it, Grace couldn't help but sighed in doubt, and murmured to herself, "How attractive is that guy? He obviously looks... well, well, only he looks really good. But he obviously hasn't done anything. .

"Are they too far-sighted, see the bright side that I can't see, or are they simply deluded?"

While talking, Grace took out her mobile phone and looked at the news that she had urgently sorted out not long ago.

Turning page after page, she couldn't help revealing a trace of unconcealable surprise in her blue eyes:

"I didn't expect Jiang Xia Longping's son to be quite promising, but it seems that the direction of promising is not right... How did he become a detective, or this kind of famous detective who is famous all over the country for sunshine and justice? This is not the same as his father's flashy plan. It's totally different."

(end of this chapter)