A glimmer flashed in Accardo's eyes, but nothing was shown on his face.

"Let's leave here first, the police will help us clean up the mess here, and it will become troublesome when they arrive."

Accardo took the egg, put the sunglasses back on his face and said.

"Well, but the police will still find it."

"Do you think if I didn't have a background, I would dare to kill so many people on the street?"

"Uh... I see, then why are you..."

"That's why I said it would become troublesome, I don't want to communicate with those policemen, and don't ask more about my identity."

Accardo's words directly blocked the question that Kudo Yusaku wanted to ask.

"I see."

......

"You've just come to the U.S. from Japan, right?"

Accardo and Kudo Yusaku said as they walked side by side on the road.

"Hey, yes, how do you know?"

"It's not popular in the U.S. to bow as a form of thanks."

"Ah, this, just now I was just a little emotional, subconsciously..." Accardo

glanced at the young Kudo Yusaku next to him who looked a little restrained and embarrassed, feeling that it was very different from what he remembered.

"How did you mess with those guys?"

"Ah, I happened to pass by the scene of a murder before, and I solved the case. It seems that some people have been offended because of this..."

"You really like to be in the limelight and reckless of the consequences."

Accardo complained, thinking of the drum washing machine in his memory.

If there is a father, there must be a son, and when you are young, you are all virtuous?

"Uh-haha, that's why I want to thank you for coming to the rescue." It's a bit presumptuous, but I'd like to ask for your name, if you can say it. Kudo

Yusaku laughed awkwardly a few times, and then asked with curiosity in his heart.

"Forget it, I don't have much affection for you."

Accardo thought of him and Yukiko marrying in the original plot, and said with some unhappiness in his heart.

"Well, why did you save me?"

Kudo Yusaku was a little surprised and asked a little puzzled.

"First of all, they first blocked my way and attacked me, and secondly, they are also my enemies."

Accardo didn't lie about this, the gangster he met this time was one of the few local gangsters in the United States who did not submit to the black-clad organization. Killing them out is also a little bit of pressure relief for Karasuma Renye's side.

"If you really want to call me, call me Earl."

"Count? Indeed, it fits your temperament.

Kudo Yusaku looked at the tall, cold-looking, tall and cold man next to him and said.

"Where are we going now?"

"Find a place to treat your wounds."

......

"Will you do it yourself?"

"Yes, thanks."

Accardo took Kudo Yusaku to his residence and handed him the family medical kit. Of course, the residence here is not Yukiko's house, but his private property in the United States.

"Why don't you stay in Japan, why did you come to the United States?"

"Ah, actually my dream is to write novels and become a writer. The United States is more developed and diversified than Japan, so I want to find inspiration.

"So did you find that so-called inspiration?"

"Originally, it didn't, but until I met you, Count."

Kudo Yusaku's hand that was wrapping gauze paused for a moment, and a sparkle erupted in his eyes, and his eyes stared at Accardo without blinking.

"What do you mean? You're not trying to write me a novel, are you?

"Ah, that's it, after all, you're so powerful! And why, why did you get shot so much, nothing at all?

"Yusaku, I'll tell you, I don't care what you want, but don't delve into my business."

Accardo gave him a warning look.

"Uh, I see."

"You can rest here for the night today, and you will go back tomorrow." Those gangsters won't look for you anymore. I'll come back later when I go out. You don't have to wait for me. What

Accardo didn't say was that he was ready to take out the gangster.

"Hmm."

Kudo Yusaku watched Accardo close the door, and now he was the only one left in the house. Although Accardo had told him before, there was infinite curiosity in his heart.

He just asked me not to ask him where he came from, but it's okay for me to just look at it, right?

Kudo Yusaku's psychology couldn't stop this thought, and he began to walk around the house, hoping to find something.

"Huh?"

I don't know whether to say that Kudo Yusaku was perceptive or lucky, and actually let him find a beautifully bound photo album in the bedroom cabinet.

Kudo Yusaku finally did not hold his evil hand and carefully opened the photo album.

"This is..." The

first photo that caught his eyes was of a very cute-looking little girl in a dress.

Kudo Yusaku looked at this photo and always felt that the girl in the photo was a little familiar, but he just couldn't remember, so he had to continue to flip backwards.

In the photos behind, the little girl has obviously grown up, and there are many photos with a little boy.

"Ahhh... Isn't this Yukiko Fujimine?! Looking

at these photos, Kudo Yusaku finally reacted, after all, Yukiko is a world-class actress, and she herself is also Japanese and is quite famous in Japan.

"Who is this boy? So who is the count? The person who took the picture of them? A

few questions flashed through Kudo's mind and continued to look back. The result was a few photos of the girl with glasses and several family portraits. But most of the photos show the boy.

It seems that the count has a very good relationship with this boy.

Kudo Yusaku came to this conclusion in his heart.

Of course, to get further results, you need to know who this boy is. The quickest way is undoubtedly to ask Yukiko Fujimine, but apparently this method is not realistic for him.

"Well, although I didn't directly find the true identity of the other party, it was not for nothing. It seems that you can find an opportunity to investigate the characters inside and see what clues there are. Kudo

Yusaku was not discouraged, after all, it was just to satisfy his curiosity.

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