No One Knows Ke Xue Better Than Me

Chapter 152 I Have Time This Sunday

After Suzuki Qiaoqiao finished the transcript, he took a taxi back to Dr. A Li's house.

During the period, I also found a place to turn around to avoid the possible small tail.

It was almost ten o'clock when we arrived.

Dr. Akasa was listening to the opera in the living room, while Ai Haibara was watching TV.

Suzuki Qiaoqiao said hello and took his girlfriend to the bedroom on the second floor.

Closing the door, Ai Haibara asked him to sit on the bed.

Then he put his hands around his neck and rode up.

She was very worried about her boyfriend's safety, but she couldn't say it.

Police work is inherently dangerous.

I heard that a police officer had died recently, which made people panic.

Haibara Ai wanted him to resign, but this thought was just a thought.

Seeing that his girlfriend was extremely clingy today, Suzuki Qiaoqiao pressed her forehead and asked affectionately:

"What's the matter, dear daughter, do you miss me?"

Hai Yuanai hummed in a low voice and hurriedly changed the subject:

"I used a new pseudonym today and published a paper in an academic journal, and the response was not bad."

The world of Xueba is different.

With such a smart girlfriend, Suzuki Qiaoqiao is very content.

He picked up Haibara Ai, who was sitting on his lap, and moved it to his neck:

"As a celebration, let you ride the horse first, and I will ride later."

When Haiyuan heard the words, he pretended to spit:

"Bah, all day long, I'm not serious."

"Hahaha, is it only bad for you?"

Kuroba Kuito has come to an end here, and there is nothing major in the short term.

After thinking about this, Suzuki Qiaoqiao had another idea and asked:

"Daughter, do you have class tomorrow?"

"I'm going, what's wrong?"

"Ang, if you are on vacation, go to Dorobiga Park to play around."

Hai Yuanai looked at him and shook his head slightly:

"It doesn't feel good."

When the girl hesitated, she said there was still a chance.

"What's wrong?"

Suzuki Qiaoqiao asked a question and put forward his own point of view:

"There are a lot of tourists there, so it's easy to hide. Besides, Gin won't run to the park every three days."

Ai Haihara felt that it made sense and agreed:

"Okay, I have time this Sunday."

Suzuki Qiaoqiao didn't know the exact day, nodded and smiled:

"Then it's a happy decision."

The two were silent, staring at each other silently.

Feeling her boyfriend grabbing her little feet and rubbing gently, Hai Yuanai knew what the old man was thinking:

"Put me down and take a shower."

It is normal for men and women in love to want that.

Young people, full of vitality.

Like thunder and fire, when dry wood meets raging flames, it is out of control.

Suzuki Qiaoqiao put her on the bed and smiled meanly:

"Hehe, how many dishes shall we eat tonight?"

……

After a night of hard work, the sun is born and everything is revived.

Suzuki Qiaoqiao went to work at nine o'clock, but still got up early and made breakfast for his good daughter.

Hui Yuanai starts class at eight o'clock and leaves the house at 07:30.

There is an hour or so in between, and you can sleep for a while.

At nine o'clock in the morning, Suzuki Qiaoqiao came to the Metropolitan Police Department on time.

After clocking in, go back to the office and resume dozing off.

There are many murders in Rice City, but they usually happen in the afternoon and evening.

During this time in the morning, it is not the business hours of Reaper.

After sleeping until noon, Suzuki Qiaoqiao stretched out:

"Oh, it's almost twelve o'clock."

"Dong dong."

Hearing the knock on the door, he responded:

"Please come in."

Shiratori Ren Saburo walked in, the police officer Kid pretended to be in front of Kasaka Natsumi last time.

"Hello, sorry to bother you."

The other party was very polite and offered an invitation with both hands:

"My sister-in-law, Sara, will hold a wedding ceremony tomorrow afternoon at the Rice Flower Sun Plaza Hotel. I hope consultant Suzuki can participate."

Suzuki Joe bridged over and looked left and right:

"Wedding celebration?"

Shiratori Ren Saburo smiled and responded:

"That's right, it's not a wedding banquet, it's a wedding celebration. At that time, Miss Sonoko will also be there. She asked me to inform you."

"Okay." Suzuki Qiaoqiao buckled the back of his head with his right hand: "I will go when the time comes."

"Well, then I won't bother you, Advisor Suzuki."

When the other party closed the door and left, he put the invitation on the table and sighed.

Human love is something that can't be avoided.

……

At night, zero o'clock.

Jiang Gutian, an old-style mansion.

A bright full moon hung in the sky, and it was silent outside the house, and the neighing of birds and insects could not be heard.

There were no lights on the first floor, and it seemed to be asleep.

But under the ground, there are people performing forbidden rituals.

It's more like a cave than a basement.

The walls were chiseled with knives and axe, pitted and uneven.

The white candles flickered with bright yellow flames, illuminating the surroundings brightly.

There are several display racks in the corners of the cave, and there are many strange things on them.

There are skulls that look like human bones and red mandala juice.

There are roses that look like human faces, and withered branches of vines.

There are razor-sharp teeth, bizarre fist-sized eyeballs and bat wings.

More, or old books and all kinds of strange creatures soaked in formalin.

"Evil Dark Lord."

Koizumi Hongko was wearing a red witch robe, and held up a talisman paper with a five-pointed star spell seal:

"Listen to my prayer, quickly summon the fallen, Lucifer, the king of purgatory!"

As the talisman paper fell into the large iron basin in front of him, the full water surface was extremely boiling, and gurgling bubbles appeared.

The magic circle drawn with powder under his feet flashed a dazzling red light.

"Now is the time to reveal your ugly posture and answer my question!"

"Show yourself, Lucifer, come to my side!"

As Koizumi Hongzi sang, water burst out from the pot.

They were like fluids, emitting an eerie blue light, converging into blurred portraits in the air.

Suddenly, an old and hoarse voice sounded in the water:

"Who is it? Who is the fool who summoned me!"

This is no longer magic, but complete Scarlet Witch magic:

"Come, answer me, Lucifer, tell me about the future of Suzuki Joe Bridge!"