Zongman: Starting from punching in to get Little Doraemon

Huh!?

After hearing Kitahara’s words, Ayako Suzuki instantly widened her eyes, and the kitchen knife in her hand also fell on the board.

Mr. Kitahara already knows who the murderer is?

And so on –

“Are you saying that the murderer is in my ~ group of people?”

Ayako Suzuki quickly looked up and asked with a somewhat puzzled expression.

“But yesterday when Yoshiko was taken away by the bandage weirdo, all of us were in the living room-”

“At that time, the person who took away the head of the deceased was just a dummy in disguise, and the real murderer was responsible for manipulating the dummy so that you could see it intentionally.”

Kitahara put the kitchen knife in his hand aside, and said with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

“This is to free yourself from suspicion, so that even if the police come over, they will not suspect him.”

Let’s see it on purpose…

Hearing this, Ayako Suzuki couldn’t help but lower her head slightly, and the whole person fell into deep thought.

Kitahara did not disturb her on the side, but continued to prepare this morning’s breakfast.

I don’t know if Xiaolan likes to eat Yukoyaki?

He looked at the egg that had been fried to golden brown and thought thoughtfully.

“Well, Kitahara-san wouldn’t be Ryoichi what he said, would he?”

Ayako Suzuki slowly raised her head and asked with a somewhat complicated face.

If memory serves, she remembered that yesterday it was Ryoichi Takahashi who first spotted the bandage weirdo on the second floor, and also let out a shout, drawing everyone’s attention to the window.

In addition, he was only on the second floor at that time, and everyone else was sitting at the dining table eating a nightly meal…

Thinking about it this way, only Ryoichi Takahashi can operate the dummy.

“It’s worthy of Miss Suzuki, I didn’t expect to know the murderer so quickly.”

Kitahara glanced sideways at her, nodded and said.

“………”

Ayako Suzuki’s expression gradually became complicated, and she couldn’t help but take a step back, the expression on her face a little disbelief.

She really didn’t expect Chikako Ikeda to be killed by Ryoichi Takahashi, and using such cruel methods.

“But why did he kill Chikako?”

Ayako Suzuki has never understood this, obviously everyone was very good friends in college.

What is it that can make Ryoichi Takahashi hate so much that he splits Chikako’s corpse?

“You better ask yourself about this kind of thing later.” Kitahara shook his head and replied.

The plot he can remember now is limited to Ryoichi Takahashi being the murderer, and Chikako Ikeda being the deceased who was divided into corpses.

As for the murderer’s motive, that kind of thing has long been forgotten.

“By the way, remember not to tell Mr. Takahashi first, at least let him eat breakfast with peace of mind.”

The corners of Kitahara’s mouth slowly turned up, and he instructed Ayako Suzuki.

After all, that guy helped himself a lot yesterday.

If he didn’t let Takahashi finish breakfast, he would feel guilty in his heart.

“…… I understand. ”

Taking back the complicated emotions in her heart, Ayako Suzuki took a deep breath and nodded gently.

Although she felt a little inappropriate in her heart, after thinking of Kitahara’s identity, she agreed.

Mr. Kitahara’s treatment of the murderer is really strange.

Ayako Suzuki looked at the figure who was concentrating on preparing breakfast, and couldn’t help but think in her heart.

Inside the bedroom on the second floor.

“Hmm…”

Mao Lilan, who was lying on the bed, half-opened his somewhat dazed aqua-blue eyes, covered his small mouth and yawned gently.

I fell asleep before I knew it yesterday…

Mao Lilan looked at the ceiling with sleepy eyes, and thought silently in his heart.

Originally, she thought she was going to stay up late.

Speaking of which, I don’t know if Kitahara got up.

Thinking of this, Mao Lilan slowly opened her aqua-blue eyes, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, she looked slightly sideways, but the bed next to her was empty.

The bedding was also neatly tidy, and there was nothing about him on the bedside table.

What about people?

Mao Lilan supported his body with his hands and half sat up, and the pink pajamas revealed one side of the smooth pink shoulders, which looked very attractive.

She rubbed her somewhat confused eyes and looked around the bedroom suspiciously.

I still didn’t see Kitahara who slept with her yesterday night.

It was as if the two of them slept in the same room yesterday night, as if it was a dream.

“…… Did he go back? Mao Lilan stretched out his hand for a slipped pajamas and muttered in a low voice.

After sobering up a little, she was gently relieved.

It’s good to go back, so you don’t have to worry about changing clothes.

She is now only wearing a pink pajamas, and it is impossible to go downstairs in her pajamas.

Thinking so, Mao Lilan shook his little head happily, and the long black hair of the shawl also swayed gently.

“Hmm-”

Stretching a lazy waist slightly, Mao Lilan lifted the quilt covering his body, and his white and cute little feet gently stepped on the floor, ready to get his clothes.

“Lan, it’s time to go down for breakfast!”

Mao Lilan’s face suddenly froze, and she looked up at the stunned figure at the door, and her pink lips trembled slightly.

“North, North… Kitahara! ”

She called out the name in a trembling voice.

“…… I came… Isn’t it time? ”

Kitahara stopped walking, looked at Mao Lilan who was facing him with a stunned gaze, and asked in a low voice.

At this time, Xiaolan’s pajamas on her upper body had been untied, her long black hair fell over her shoulders, and her fair and delicate collarbones loomed, just like a girl in a beautiful oil painting.

The next moment, the stunned girl also reacted, she quickly grabbed the collar with her hand, a touch of blush instantly rose on her white and tender cheeks, and a pair of good-looking eyes looked at him with annoyance.

Then, she took a deep breath and Sakura’s lips opened slightly.

“Wait—don’t bark!”

After seeing her action, Kitahara opened his eyes wide and quickly closed the door behind him.

Just kidding, if Xiaolan shouts out, I’m afraid that the entire residents on the second floor will be attracted to it.

“-Get out!” (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

Mao Lilan looked at the bedroom door that was closed, and then turned to look at Kitahara who was standing in front of him, his pink fists gradually clenched, and he gritted his teeth and said.

What do you want to do when you close the door and stay in the bedroom?

“I see.” Kitahara looked at her clenched fists, nodded obediently, turned around and walked towards the door.

He didn’t want to taste Xiaolan’s fist.

You’re going to be killed.

As the door was slowly opened, Kitahara’s figure also walked out of the bedroom.

After seeing that the door was about to close, Mao Lilan breathed a heavy sigh of relief, and his clenched hands were slowly lowered.

However, the next moment –

“That’s right!”

“Lan, I actually didn’t see anything just now!”

After saying something to the girl who froze again, Kitahara quickly closed the door.

As the door was closed, a smile appeared at the corner of Kitahara’s mouth.

He really didn’t look too closely when he first went in.

But the second time was different.

“The figure really has potential, and is Lan still blue?”

Kitahara walked on the stairs leading to the first floor, pinching his chin and muttering to himself.

It’s really rare, alas, blue underwear …

And inside the bedroom.

“…… Kitahara! ”

Mao Lilan tightly covered his pajamas, his petite body was half-squatting on the ground, and a layer of mist rose from his aqua-blue eyes.

I’ve been seen.

I can’t marry myself!

The girl who was originally a little aggrieved became even more aggrieved at this time.

Mao Lilan bit his lower lip hard, and a little tear appeared in the corner of his eye.

She took a deep breath and ran quickly to the door, inside the room.

Then the whole person lay weakly on the soft bed, pulled the quilt on the side and buried his head.

“Hmm-”

Inside the living room.

“Oh – today’s breakfast tastes really good!”

Hiroki Kakutani picked up a piece of salmon and put it in his mouth, feeling the taste in his taste buds, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he couldn’t help but praise.

“It tastes much more delicious than yesterday, and Ayako’s cooking skills are stronger than when she was in college!”

Masaru Ota looked up at Ayako Suzuki and nodded in satisfaction.

“Huh, no, these are actually…” Ayako Suzuki blinked, and quickly waved her hand to make it clear.

But –

“It’s worthy of being an old sister, but?” Suzuki Sonoko praised happily, and then said with some doubt, “Why didn’t my sister make it so delicious before?” ”

“That’s because…”

“This Yuziyaki is really delicious!”

Ayako Suzuki just wanted to explain, but Ryoichi Takahashi on the side interrupted her directly.

Seeing the expression of enjoyment on Ryoichi Takahashi’s face, Ayako Suzuki pursed her lips and couldn’t help but skim to the side.

After knowing that he was the murderer, she really didn’t know what kind of eyes to look at her college friend.

“Miss Ayako’s cooking skills are so good, it’s completely different from yesterday’s night.”

Mao Lilan, who was sitting next to Kitahara Mon, took a bite of Yuziyaki, and his aqua-blue eyes lit up slightly.

“How is it, is Yukoyaki delicious?” Kitahara asked with a chuckle.

“……”

Mao Lilan glanced at him with half-squinted eyes, and then turned his head away without saying a word.

It was just a look of not wanting to deal with him.

Kitahara didn’t care much.

After all, she still saw people all the time just now, can she not be allowed to be angry for a while.

“Actually, all these dishes are prepared by Mr. Kitahara, and I’m just helping to beat them.”

Hearing Mao Lilan’s words, Ayako Suzuki scratched her cheek with her fingertips and explained softly

Huh?

These are all … Kitahara did?

Mao Lilan looked at the chopsticks holding the jade yaki who had been bitten with a tooth mark, and stopped the movement in his mouth for a while.

She glanced at Kitahara who was smiling at her.

No wonder he asked himself if Yuzi was good or not!

“Ah, did Mr. Kitahara make breakfast?” Ota Masaru stopped the chopsticks in his hand and looked at Kitahara in disbelief.

“Some of it was made by Miss Suzuki.” Kitahara chuckled and replied.

“Good, awesome!”

Suzuki Sonoko’s dark green eyes lit up, and he couldn’t help but make an excited sound.

If you marry this man home, doesn’t it mean that you can eat such delicious meals every day!

No, I must find a way to get this man!

Even Xiaolan can’t stop me!

At this moment, Suzuki Sonoko secretly made up his mind.

(Caught up, Vozhgong).