The Savior of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department

"I'm back, Shi Yu." The unsmiling appearance of Xia Zhiqiu Zhengyi who came out of the living room made Yamashita Toruren's heart tighten.

[Looking at me, my father-in-law should have a serious personality, and the mother-in-law should be similar to Yamato Nadeko?]

Atsuto Yamashita, who also relied on first-impressions to build an analysis model, pondered secretly, with a smile on his face: "Hello, uncle, it's the first time we meet, my name is-

"Atsuto Yamashita. I saw you on the news. You are a detective from the Metropolitan Police Department. You just saved nearly 3 lives. It's amazing." Kasumigaoka said sincerely to his future son-in-law Thumbs up.

"You're too much." Atsuto Yamashita wanted to seek help from his wingman, Shi Yu, but when he looked up, he found that she had already left her mother.

"Take it easy, Yamashita-kun."

Xia Zhiqiu, who came by, saw his son-in-law's inexperience at a glance, and nodded secretly in his heart: "Come and sit, the living room is messy, please don't mind."

"No, no, how could it be?" Atsuto Yamashita, who was nimble in his hands and feet, sorted out all the oddly placed objects together.

[Very discerning. ]

Kasumigaoka was silent, took off the glasses on the bridge of the nose, and wiped the lenses: "Chinami and Shiwa haven't seen each other for a long time, you don't mind if they chat alone?"

"No, how could it be?" Atsuto Yamashita, who was completely confused about what kind of medicine was being sold in the gourd, was a little embarrassed now.

He really wanted to take the initiative in chatting by himself, but that would obviously leave a bad impression.

But if he has been so passive all the time, what if he gets cold... Shanxia Token panicked a lot.The wingman Shi Yu was taken away, and he didn't even have a topic maker.What should he say next?

[Uncle, have you eaten yet?] No.

[Uncle, your clothes look nice?]

Nor is it.

[Uncle, are you really spirited?] I'm afraid I wasn't hammered into a spirited guy on the spot.

[Alas..... I still suffer from inexperience. ]

"Don't be nervous, Yamashita-kun. I've already learned what I need to know from Shiwa and Mr. Matsumoto. This time I just want to meet you formally."

The middle-aged man who put on his glasses again gave his son-in-law a reassurance.

"I heard from my older sister that you and Aunt Chinami came back from abroad." For the sake of lifelong happiness, Atsuto Yamashita changed his name on the spot and called Matsumoto Sayuri her older sister.

"During the time my wife and I were away in Japan, Shiwa thanked you for taking care of me. By the way, Yamashita-kun, do you know how to fish?

? "

"Yes." Atsuto Yamashita agreed without thinking.

Chapter 210 The Wonderful Fate between Toshita Yamashita and the Xiazhiqiu Family (2)

Among other things, Atsuto Yamashita has a wealth of experience in fishing.

He is proficient at fishing in every sense of the word.

The sense of accomplishment of catching a big fish with your own hands after throwing out the bait is simply unparalleled.

"So, do you want to go together? Let's chat."

Kasumigaoka raised the fishing rod on the tea table, smiled and pushed his glasses.

"now?"

Atsuto Yamashita, who took the fishing rod, blinked. Although he was a little puzzled, he couldn't disobey his prospective father-in-law's wishes.

Maybe this is the test.

"Yes, right now. If we are here, the two of them may have something to say and some things that are difficult to talk about."

Knowing exactly what kind of virtue his wife is, Kasumigaoka looked at the empty stairs on the second floor, smiled and lifted the fish bucket: "Chinami, Yamashita-kun and I are going out first."

"Yes~, I understand, drive carefully~"

In the master bedroom on the second floor, Chinami Kasumigaoka, who was wearing a magenta kimono, covered her daughter's mouth and responded loudly.

"Mom! What are you doing?!"

Kasumigaoka Shiyu, who finally broke free from the shackles, panted slightly, and looked at his mother with dissatisfaction in his eyes: "Why don't you let me go out?"

"The conversation between your father and your fiancé, what are you doing out there?"

"Or, are you afraid that Mr. Yamashita may say something wrong?"

Kasumigaoka Chinami's gaze was so sharp that Shi Yu didn't dare to look at her: "He can, can say anything wrong."

"That's not necessarily true, Shi Yu."

Qian Naimei smiled mysteriously: "Let me ask you, how much do you know about him?"

"How much... understand?"

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu fell into confusion.

What is the fiancé's past?

Nothing.

Although it was a bit miserable when I was a child, it is not crooked now.

"Do you know why your father and I met Matsumoto Kiyoshige first when we came back, instead of meeting Yamashita-kun first?" The young woman with a smile on her lips said seriously.

"It's not that you are in a hurry, so you first need to make sure whether Turen's family relationship is harmonious?"

"It's a reason, but not the main reason."

Xia Zhiqiu Qian Nai pressed her daughter on the bed, and there was no tenderness in the brows: "No matter how busy you are, do you think your father and I will not even have time to see him? This is about you The event of a lifetime."

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu's face changed, and she smelled something wrong from it.

"Ten years ago, when I was the editor-in-chief of the publishing house, the people under me once approached me because they were not sure about a manuscript..."

Kasumigaoka Chinami pulled up a chair, sat in front of her daughter and explained the reason slowly.

At that time, Xia Zhiqiu's family did not have financial freedom, and she was still the editor-in-chief of Chengnan Publishing House.

Ten years ago, a novel manuscript with a strong autobiographical style was submitted to her editors.

The writing is weird and the content is weird.

It is precisely because of this that Kasumigaoka Chinami was deeply impressed by the manuscript she had read.

"The contributor is a junior high school student who is only 14 years old. Who do you think he is?"

"Is it Duren?" Xiazhiqiu Shiyu, who didn't think there was anything wrong with this, frowned.

Atsuto Yamashita had written novels before, but she knew that no one cared about the novels she wrote in the end, so it was no big deal.

Very normal.

If one could really write novels with one's hands, then there wouldn't be so many great writers who are sought after by people in this world.

Generally speaking, this is an industry that focuses more on talent than hard work.

Winner takes all.

"Yes, Benedict at the foot of the mountain."

Qian Naimei nodded, leaning on the backrest and recalling those years: "Because of my age, I once doubted whether his novels were written by ghostwriters, so I asked about this child's information."

"As a result...beating, blackmailing, disobedience, and lawlessness. That kid was notorious in school—no, it should be said that he was notorious in several middle school leagues."

The south of the city is a hegemon, it's really not just talk.

Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu's face turned pale: "No, Mom, listen to me, the people he bullied before were all—"

"Do you know what your father and I expect of your future husband-in-law, Shiyu?"

"But the man he was a hero—

"Being a hero doesn't mean he must be perfect. The things he encountered when he was a child and the character he showed make it hard for me to believe that there is no violent factor in his character."

Kasumigaoka Chinami expressed her deep-seated worries.