Chapter 696 Old House

"I'm full."

Putting the bowl and chopsticks on the plate and then into the sink, Yuuji looked at the one man and two women in the Nakamori family. Although he wanted to stay and watch the fun, he had other important things to do.

"Just stay for dinner, Yuuji!"

Kuroba Kaito made a request to his brother. If there was no light bulb, he would be very uncomfortable in the afternoon with one and a half girls.

"That won't work. I'm in a hurry to choose the reward, and I have to go to Beido Town later." The boy took out his mobile phone and showed the screenshot sent by Miss Chris to the other three.

"Teitan Elementary School suddenly assigned an extracurricular experience class, saying that it was in line with the basic education requirements of the Education Committee to enhance students' artistic cultivation, and selected more than 30 experience points around Beihua Town."

"You chose karate? All those kids?" Kaito pinched his chin: "Tamagawa Ryukan in Beido Town, I remember that it has been open for 30 years."

Generally speaking, those who are willing to cooperate with the school to do such activities are some newly opened kendo halls or martial arts halls. Old-fashioned dojos like this have many students of their own and do not have extra space and manpower.

The reason why Tamagawa Ryukan joined this activity is naturally because of the current business downturn. The entire dojo has been in a negative operating state for a long time and will probably go bankrupt soon, so they want to try again.

"But they can't make money not only because there are fewer people learning martial arts outside nowadays. Since the old master died, the son who is not strong in martial arts can't take on the responsibility of the development of the dojo."

Yuji explained to the three curious people: "Sister Xiaolan studied in that dojo for a while before. It is said that it was because Uncle Maori also studied with the old master for a period of time when he was young."

So after seeing the option of this dojo, Xiaolan couldn't wait to persuade these children to choose Tamagawa, and said that she could also go with them to help them learn karate.

"It's getting late, hurry up and finish choosing things, I still have to go to Haido to see, my family has given a task to take a video..." The boy suddenly became tired.

"I really can't stay."

Kuroba Kaito also knew the importance of the matter. If his mother knew that she couldn't see the cute video of the little girl practicing karate because of him, Mr. Kuroba would be in big trouble.

"Well, relax, Kaito." Yuji put the car keys and the old keys into his pocket and took out a can of coffee from the refrigerator of the Nakamori family.

"It's hard to coax two girls, but it should be easy for Kid."

"Don't say I'm a guy with strange skills." Kuroba Kaito immediately waved at Yuuji and told him to leave quickly.

"The address of the old house is on the cloth hanging on the keychain."

"Got it."

Yuuji immediately ran back to Kuroba's house and started the car to the suburbs of Ekoda.

The old house seemed to be in the forest, but it was not in the same direction as Koizumi Hongzi's house. Driving west from the fork in the school district, the boy saw more and more villas around him, and only after a closer look did he find that they were all uninhabited.

This seems to be the rich area of ​​Ekoda in the past, but because of the development of the times, the residential area gradually moved to the east, and the original west gradually became quiet, with only a few people still living here.

Driving past a small storefront that didn't know whether it was a temporary clinic or a pharmacy, Yuuji looked at the last convenience store and could already see a wall surrounding the ocean-viewing house.

"This looks much bigger than the Kudo family's."

The boy parked the car on the side of the road and looked at the magic lock on the gate, confirming that this was indeed the old house of the Kuroba family.

"You have to unlock it in a specific magic sequence, otherwise it won't open." Yuji held the lock with one hand and turned the lock until the four words "escape", "face change", "substitute" and "disappear" appeared on the lock face in succession, and then he took the lock off.

The yard was full of weeds except for the stone road, but Yuji was sure that Kaito should come back often to clean the stone road. He walked on the too clean path to the front of the mansion, inserted the key into the group hole and pushed the door in.

The layout of the mansion is very ordinary. As soon as you enter the door, you can see the sideways stairs, and there are passages and small doors on both sides. Unexpectedly, there are no antiques in the house, which makes Yuji, who thought he could feast his eyes, very disappointed.

Noticing that there was no dust on the floor, the boy was sure that this place was often cleaned. Turning to the right room, he found that it was a room full of magic props.

"So this old man is also a magician?"

Yuji looked at the old props used to perform magic tricks and various magic tricks. It should take a long time to confirm that they are definitely not the things used by Kuroba Toichi.

To the left is the ordinary reception room and dining room. The boy confirmed that there are mostly valuable large items here, such as the 19th century gold clock or the Buddha statue placed in the closet. He went upstairs without interest.

"This room looks like the owner's room."

Yuji pushed open a door, but noticed that it was a Japanese-style house that was out of tune with the decoration. There were calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall and various Japanese swords neatly arranged on the knife rack in the corner. The wooden drawer facing the window was opened and there were various old books and some antique collections inside.

"The things in this room are really valuable."

The boy took out a manuscript from the grid and read it in the sunlight.

[My good friend, I couldn't sleep all night after enjoying your amazing magic show yesterday. I think since the incident with my father, I have never been exposed to such high-class things again. If I don't give something back, I can't face you again.]

"It seems that you are a person with a strong self-esteem, but this manuscript has the smell of ink from the old printing factory, and the paper can vaguely see the traces of being pressed by the same book for a long time."

Yuji sat down by the window holding the manuscript.

[My friend recommended me to write, but it is impossible for people without a degree to occupy a place in the world of pure literature, so I remembered the mystery novels that my mother often read to me when I was sick in the past, so I hurried to the library to read recent mystery novels, but unfortunately I was disappointed.]

"This person is quite arrogant. When this manuscript was written, the works of those great mystery writers should have been published, right?"

Yuji's eyes moved to the end of the manuscript, and suddenly found that the time was a bit strange.

"1917? Then it's not written for Mr. Kuroba."

Probably one generation older...

[Most of the mystery novels in modern Japan are fantastic. The detectives always say something that has nothing to do with the previous text, or they can't be connected to reality at all. They make up some strange countries and give some absurd customs.]

[I think that reasoning should go back to the past, make things clear, let the readers be the detectives in the book, and return to the most original flavor.]

"Well, put it back."

If you read it any more, you can't help but take it outside and sell it.

Letters can't be wasted casually, so the boy had to pick a painting from the wall and then casually took a strange Japanese sword from the knife rack.

"Go back."