Women only affect the speed of my reasoning!

But if he could, he didn't really want to wade into this muddy water.

"When will the will be published?" Yukiko asked.

"My dad's funeral is at ten o'clock tomorrow morning."

While he was talking, another young man with a slightly dark complexion and a mustache, who looked almost the same as Yabuchi Hidekazu, also came over. Next to him was a young woman of about the same age. They looked like a couple.

"Second brother Yoshiyuki, and sister-in-law Shizuko..." Yabuuchi Hiromi looked at the visitor.

Yoshiyuki Yabuuchi had a stern look on his face: "In other words, if we can't find out whether the old man is the real foster uncle before tomorrow morning..."

"The portion that each of us can get is much smaller!" Keiko Yabuuchi followed.

"One thing to say, indeed."

Qin Sanshu nodded solemnly, seeming to resonate with this.

But any discerning person will find that he actually doesn't care about this matter at all.

Just kidding, my family is dividing the inheritance, and I have a hammer relationship with him.

I, Mr. Qin, will starve to death today!Jump from here!I will never accept your commission!

Chapter 289 It’s better for the wife to speak

"Generally speaking, if you want to judge whether a person is the same person after a long time, in addition to appearance and face shape, you basically need to compare some behavioral habits that will not change, such as handedness, food preferences, etc. .”

In the attic of Yaunai's house, Qin Sanshu bent down and rummaged through a large amount of debris under the dim light and said.

Along with those who were rummaging behind him, there were also several people who had expressed doubts about Yabuuchi Yoshifu's identity in the courtyard before.

What they are looking for right now are the photos that Yabuuchi Yoshifusa left before leaving Japan and moving to Brazil. After all, as long as there are photos for comparison, they can tell at a glance whether they are the real person.

Qin Xianshu was not really fragrant, and the reason he changed his mind was not because these people gave too much... Well, they did give a lot, and the agreed result was that each of them would take out their inheritance. 5.00% of the property is paid as commission to a high school detective.

This is a good deal.

If the current Yabuuchi adopted house is pretended by someone else, then even if the property is divided equally, each of them will end up with less than one-sixth of their personal inheritance.

The payment to Qin Sanshu was only one-twentieth, which was safe and cost-effective, and it didn't cost much anyway.

Oh, yes, Qin Ushu thinks it won't cost much.

But the main reason was because Yukiko spoke.

"I've been looking for a long time and haven't found a single photo of my foster uncle."

Yukiko found an old photo album from the cardboard box and opened it. She flipped through the whole book and couldn't see any photos showing the appearance of Yabuuchi's adopted house, so she couldn't help but complain.

"I think that's probably because the adoptive uncle took away all his photos before going to Brazil..." Hiromi Yabuuchi was also immersed in searching.

Well, before going abroad, I took all the photos of myself with me, which is really interesting.

Qin Xianshu said in his heart.

But it’s not incomprehensible. If you are the kind of person who doesn’t like to take pictures but is nostalgic, it is indeed very likely that he will take photos with old friends or family members and take them all with him when he goes abroad. , after not seeing relatives and friends for a long time in a foreign country, looking at photos is still a thought.

But in this case, the question arises again. Can a nostalgic person really not remember the little girl next door who often came to the house to play with his niece?

This makes no sense.

"Perhaps it's not really me..." the high school detective muttered subconsciously.

"What did you say, Xian Shu?"

Yukiko's ears were sharp. She heard what Qin Sanshu said, but she couldn't catch the specific words.

"No, nothing..."

The high school student detective lowered his head and continued to search, and at this moment, he saw a photo alone in a corner.

Qin Sanshu picked up the photo and patted the dust on it. He looked at it carefully and couldn't help but let out a sigh.

The photo was a group photo of a baseball team. Everyone was wearing baseball uniforms and baseball caps. Crouching in the C position was a middle-aged man with half of his face covered by a baseball cap. He also had a rather stocky figure. , standing to the left of the man was Yukiko, who was estimated to be only three or four years old at the time. She looked very young and very cute.

Judging from the hair color and facial features of the girl standing on the other side, it can be roughly determined that it is Yabuuchi Hiromi.

"Come over and see if the person in this photo is Mr. Yabuuchi Yoshifusa." Qin Ushu's simple words made a group of people cheer and cheer around.

"Ah, yes, yes." Yabuuchi Hiromi recognized him immediately after just one glance, with a look of reminiscence on his face.

"This was a baseball game held in our town at that time, and the adoptive uncle also participated. However, a runner wearing spike shoes accidentally stepped on the adoptive uncle's calf. The uncle went to the hospital and needed several stitches. Woolen cloth."

"but……"

She changed the topic and touched her face in embarrassment.

"Most of the adoptive uncle's face in this photo is covered, and his facial features can't be seen clearly."

"It doesn't matter, that's enough." Qin Sanshu said.

"Eh?"

"Didn't you say that he had several stitches on his leg? Then just go and see if there are any scars on his calf."

"..."

"..."

Qin Sanshu came up with the idea, but there was no way for him to execute it.

Based on the traditional Japanese design structure of Yabuuchi House, the solution they finally came up with was to find someone to pretend to deliver tea to Yabuuchi House, and then "accidentally" spill the hot tea during the delivery process.

In this way, it is a logical excuse to wipe the Yabuuchi homage, and because in traditional Japanese houses, people take off their shoes and sit cross-legged when sitting down, so you can just lift up your trouser legs to see if there are any stains on the legs. Scars from stitches.

However, as a guest, Qin Sanshu was undoubtedly inappropriate to serve tea and water, so he could only let the right person do it.

It was approaching evening and the sky was getting dark. On the wooden floor corridor outside the house, a beautiful woman in kimono was holding a tea tray with two steaming teacups on it.

She is already a MILF, but her charm is still there, and the stunning beauty of her youth can still be seen.

Behind her, at the corner of the corridor, a group of humans and cats were hiding there, some with half of their bodies exposed, and some with only one head exposed.

"Second mother, I'll leave it to you." Yabuuchi Hiromi lowered her voice and made a sound tube with her hand.

Yabuchi Machiko is not the biological mother of the three Yabunai brothers and sisters. She only joined the Yabunai family after the previous Mrs. Yabuchi passed away due to a fall into a well. She is a continuation of the family.

However, because Mr. Yabui has always served him well after joining the Yabui family, there is no resentment between him and the Yabui brothers and sisters.

And their interests are aligned in this matter.

Hearing Hiromi's words, Yabuuchi Machiko nodded slightly, and after calming down her mind, slowly moved towards the entrance of Yabuuchi's foster room in front of her.

She came to the door, followed Japanese etiquette and knelt down on the ground. She placed the tea level on the ground and whispered through the door.

"Brother, I've brought you tea."

After saying that, Yabuuchi Machiko opened the sliding door with both hands and entered with tea.

In the room, Yoshifusa Yabuuchi was reading a newspaper, and a tall young Brazilian man was sitting directly opposite him.

When Yabuuchi Yifang saw his younger siblings coming to bring tea, he put the newspaper aside and politely thanked her.

Just as he reached out to pick up the tea, Machiko Yabuuchi, who had held the tea tray steady just a second ago, suddenly exclaimed and stumbled forward.

The balance was instantly broken, the teacup flew out of the plate, and the hot tea poured directly on Yabuuchi Yifu's legs.

"Oh!"

"I'm sorry! Brother, I'll wipe it for you right now!"

Machiko Yabuchi pretended to be panicked, and reached out to pull Yabuchi Masifusa's trouser leg.

There was a crash as the trouser legs were pulled open, revealing skin that was slightly pink after being scalded with tea but was still intact.

"No, no scars!"

Chapter 290 You can bully me as you like after you go back

"what!?"

"No scars?"

Due to excessive shock, Yabuchi Machiko subconsciously raised her voice.

As soon as the people who had been listening outside the door heard that Yabuuchi Yifu had no scars on his legs, they were like mice that smelled the smell of pancakes. They stopped acting and rushed to the door of the room, one by one. Li stretched his head to find out.

"scar?"

Seeing so many people suddenly appearing without warning, like Vietcong probes, Yabuuchi Yoshifusa was stunned for a moment before he realized what was happening.

He reached out and pulled open the trouser leg of the other leg, revealing the stitch scar on his calf near the inner ankle and said cheerfully.

"Oh, this is the scar you are talking about, right? In that baseball game more than ten years ago, because my leg happened to reach the first base, the runner accidentally stepped on me with a spike. That’s why it turned out like this.”

"What, isn't there a scar?" Yoshiyuki Yabuuchi, who was the first to arrive outside the door, complained.

"So, is it true that the adopted uncle is true?" Yabuuchi Keiko murmured.

"I'm sorry, foster uncle, we just want to confirm..." Yabuuchi Hiromi looked guilty.

"Humph, you are really doubting me."

Seeing this, Yabuuchi Yifu couldn't help but sneer twice as he didn't understand what juniors like him were thinking.

"Brother is right, none of you are good! It seems I did the right thing by bringing Carlos here!"

The others present were all Asians, and the only one with a European name like Carlos was the young Brazilian man sitting opposite Yabuuchi's foster home.

"Since the matter has reached this point, I will tell you directly. Carlos is actually the personal bodyguard I hired from Brazil!"

"P-personal bodyguard?"

"This...uncle, you don't have to do this, right?" Yabuuchi Hiromi asked in confusion.

"Haha, of course I have a reason for doing this."

Yabuuchi Gifu put his hand into the inner pocket of his clothes and took out a piece of paper folded into four parallel grids and covered with text cut out from newspapers and magazines.

Those cut-out words spelled out read - We have no inheritance to share with you. If you want to survive, you'd better not come back!

"Hey - it's a threatening letter."

When the voice sounded, Qin Ushu squeezed through the crowd from outside the door and walked in. He took the threatening letter from Yabuuchi Yifu and looked at it.

"Let me ask, when did you receive this letter?"

"Almost more than a month ago, this letter was sent directly to my home in Brazil. Of course, the name of the sender was not written on the envelope."

Yabuuchi Yoshifusa replied, and then he narrowed his eyes and looked up and down.

"And you are..."

"Qin Xianshu, a high school student working part-time as a detective."

Qin Sanshu bowed gracefully.

"In fact, I reminded them of the previous method of identifying their identity through scars after they entrusted me with it. After all, they haven't seen each other for more than ten years and there are no clear photos for comparison. No one wants their family property to be stolen by a fake foreigner. I hope Mr. Yabuuchi can understand this."

"How can high school students become detectives if they don't study hard..." the old guy snorted.

Qin Xianshu ignored him and just continued to look at the letter in his hand.

"After all, the person who sent this letter was really cautious. All the words were taken from other places, and about this scar..."

He leaned down and stared deeply at the scar on the inner side of Yabuuchi Yifu's right calf above the ankle, and gently reached out to poke it.

It can be seen that the scar has healed well, but the surrounding skin is still brown.

"Is there something wrong with the scar?" Yabuuchi Keiko asked cautiously from behind.

"No, it's fine."

Glancing at the old man who was full of complaints just now but now instantly honest, Qin Ushu raised the corner of his mouth, clapped his hands and stood up.

"Well, it seems that this old Mr. Yabuuchi must be himself, so excuse me for disturbing you."

After that, he turned around and left, making an OK gesture to the people waiting outside the door.

After all this tossing, another quarter of an hour passed, and the sky outside suddenly became darker again.

"It turns out that's the real foster brother..."

Leaving Yabuuchi's room, everyone walked in the corridor outside the mansion. Yabuuchi Machiko held the empty teacup in her hand and said to herself.