"Then it should be genuine..." Xiaolan didn't know much about these artifact appraisals, and her tone was uncertain.
Hongye's expression was somewhat ambiguous, as if she were smiling but not really.
Interesting. If that one is real, then what is that gun sling in her collection room?
The history of their family's collection of that gun sling predates the life of the so-called famous appraiser, and now it seems to be being turned into a fake. It's quite interesting.
However, she didn't interrupt Sonoko. In her opinion, it would be better to spend that time admiring her husband's handsome profile as he played with the little girl; that would be a real pleasure.
Someone is fighting with Ai for the last piece of blueberry pie.
Ai tightly guarded the plate, her eyes wide open, like a kitten protecting its food; while Nanami Hanyu had a mischievous grin on his face, occasionally reaching out to try and snatch the blueberry pie away.
"Actually, that gun belt doesn't really belong to our family anymore." Sonoko scratched her head sheepishly. "Because the owner of that gun belt only wanted to hold an exhibition and refused to sell it no matter what. My uncle had no choice but to say that if we wanted to hold a Ryoma exhibition, we should go to his place."
"By the way, is Ryoma also Kid's target?" Listening to their conversation, Akemi rested her chin on her hand, her gentle face full of confusion. "Isn't Kid only ever interested in jewels?"
“Uh… that’s not quite it…” Sonoko waved her hand, turned around and rummaged through her bag, then took out a piece of white paper. “Actually, that guy came to return the treasure.”
"well?"
Everyone was surprised.
The notice stated that Phantom Thief Kid would be visiting soon to return three lost treasures.
"Third, what are the three treasures?"
"These should be three treasures that were lost by the organizer of the Ryoma Exhibition twenty years ago. The first is the unfinished letter that Ryoma wrote to his wife, Oryoma, the night before he was assassinated. The second is the wine glass that was stained with blood when Ryoma was assassinated. The third is the pistol that Ryoma hid in his pocket at that time."
Sonoko tried hard to recall Suzuki Jirokichi's words, and then repeated them from memory.
Just as the girls were wondering about Kid's intentions, Momiji suddenly spoke up: "If I remember correctly, it wasn't Kid who stole these things, I remember it was..."
"She was known as the 'Showa Woman with Twenty Faces'—"
Hanyu Nan swallowed the last piece of blueberry pie while Ai looked sullen, and said quietly, "Phantom Thief Lady."
"Um?"
Element detection.
The little girl's eyes lit up; wasn't this her little toy?
"However, I remember that after stealing these three items, Phantom Lady stopped committing crimes, while Kid reappeared two years later. It seems the two were master and apprentice..."
As she spoke, Koyo rested her chin on her hand, her gaze shifting back and forth between Yuzuru and Ai's faces, a knowing smile playing on her lips.
It seems that my husband and his family know some secrets that are not known to others.
Yuzuru and Ai exchanged a glance, understanding each other perfectly.
Others might not know, but how could the two of them not know the identities of Phantom Thief Kid and Phantom Thief Lady, mother and son?
After all, it was the two of them who trained the Phantom Thief Lady.
"Hmm, why does it give off a villainous vibe?"
The little girl pinched her chin, seemingly lost in thought.
.........
Night falls at the Kuroba residence.
Kaito has been squatting on his roof for an hour.
Through the skylight, I could see my mother chopping vegetables in the kitchen—each strike of the knife carried a chilling force.
"Gulp." He swallowed hard and touched the deadly chocolate in his pocket.
Suddenly, Chikage in the kitchen seemed to sense something and looked up sharply! Kaito hurriedly ducked, but heard a "whoosh"—the kitchen knife grazed his scalp and stuck into the chimney!
"Damn it!"
My mom really wants her son dead!
"Mom..." Kaito jumped down sheepishly, forcing a fawning smile, "I'm back..."
"Oh, so our Phantom Thief Kid has finally come back?" Seeing that it was his own son, Kuroba Chikage was still angry about last time, but he only made a sarcastic remark and did not continue to attack.
"Hehe, Mom, I know I was wrong."
When he needed someone's help, Douzi admitted his mistake very quickly, almost blurting it out. He lowered his head, like a child who had made a mistake, not daring to look his mother in the eye.
Seeing this, Kuroba Chikage didn't say anything more. With a cold face, she led her son out of the kitchen and closed the kitchen door behind her.
It doesn't mean anything; it's just that the rice cooker is cooking spirit rice.
She had worked hard for two nights, using all sorts of sex toys, to get that from the big devil.
She cherishes it so much that she can't bear to share it with her son.
Okay, actually, Yuzuru Nan would send over a new batch of ingredients every week. Although the boy was a bit rude, he was still very kind afterwards.
Of course, Kuroba Chikage needed to find a reason for herself, otherwise she was afraid that she would become so immersed in the boy's gentleness that she would not be able to extricate herself.
This was something she had worked hard for, so she ate it with a clear conscience.
Kaito, who was confused, breathed a sigh of relief and followed them into the house.
Walking behind, he was surprised to find that his mother seemed... to have become younger after not seeing her for some time?
Her skin was smoother and more delicate, with almost no wrinkles around her eyes. She radiated an indescribable glow, and even her gait was much lighter, as if she had returned to her twenties.
"Mom...have you had some good news lately?"
Kaito asked tentatively.
Kuroba Chikage's back stiffened slightly: "It's nothing, just changed to new 'skincare products'."
The Demon King's "skincare products" are highly praised by all users.
Thinking of the boy's wicked tastes, the beautiful woman, carrying her son on her back, gently ran her fingers across her gorgeous face. The lingering heat from the touch seemed to still be present, and her cheeks flushed slightly.
"Face mask my ass..."
Kuroba Chikage bit her lip lightly and muttered to herself.
Who makes face masks that you can eat?
Afterwards, she had to clean up the "battlefield" bit by bit.
"Huh? What face mask? Mom, what are you saying?" As a phantom thief, hearing is very important. Touko heard his mother's words, but he didn't understand what she meant.
It's normal for children not to understand adult matters.
"nothing."
Kuroba Chikage casually brushed it off, sat down on the sofa, looked up at Kaito's hesitant expression, and sneered, "Speak, what brings you back to me this time?"
She knows her son all too well.
The fact that he took the initiative to come back and admit his mistakes means he definitely needed her help; otherwise, given his arrogant nature, there would be absolutely no way he would have come back.
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