There was a knocking sound in the study. It was the sound of tapping your index finger on the ebony table. The person who knocked on the table was Taizo Ohara.He was knocking and staring straight ahead, where—on a chair across the table sat a very small-looking Yuriko—his daughter. Standing beside Yuriko was a man in a dark gray suit with a pair of black gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.The man was slightly thin in stature, but his appearance was very correct.It seemed that he wasn't particularly afraid of Tai San, but just lowered his gaze habitually. Taisan stopped his fingers, and slowly turned his gaze from his daughter to this man.

"Tell me, Ye Shanjun." The rough voice was loud.This may be due to the perennial exercise. The man named Hayama raised his gaze slowly, and when his gaze met Taisan's gaze, he subconsciously pushed up the beam of the glasses with his middle finger. "Just tell me the conclusion." Hayama glanced at Yuriko next to him, and then turned his gaze to Taizo: "It's just what you were worried about." The muscles on Taisan's face suddenly twitched, and then he turned his eyes and stared at his daughter again.That was all his reaction. "No mistake, are you?"

"That's right." Hayama seemed to deliberately show an inscrutable face, and his voice was expressionless.Then he added in an expressionless voice: "Miss Yuriko is indeed pregnant." Tai San took a deep breath, and his chest heaved violently because of it. "How many months?" "Two months." Hayama replied. Taisan let out a low, short moan.Then he took out a cigarette from the cigarette case on the table, lit it, and puffed upwards. "Whose child?" "what?" "I didn't ask you!" Taisan said sternly, "I was asking you, Yuriko!"

The girl whose name was called straightened up abruptly, but still lowered her head. "What's going on?" Tai San asked, "Who is the father of the child? Tell me quickly." However, Yuriko remained silent, as if she was prepared for such a persecution, and decided not to reveal the person's name no matter what. "Maybe I go out..." Hayama said with interest.Tai San seemed to realize that there was a third person present, "Oh, yes, then you go out first." Tai San said in a rare panic tone. After Hayama went out, Taizo began to question again, but Yuriko remained silent.It seems that she is not ready to speak.Tai San took a puff of cigarette and put it out in the ashtray, but soon lit another one.

"Is it someone in the laboratory?" Taisan seemed to suddenly recall something, but he couldn't find any answer from Yuriko's face, but her hands on her knees were clenched for an instant, and this subtle movement did not escape. into Taisan's eyes. "It seems that I am right?" He raised his voice.From Yuriko's silence, he was even more convinced of his deduction, "Bastard!" The voice squeezed out through his teeth, "This is really revenge, and you want to get my daughter... No, absolutely not." Taizo started banging his hands on the table again, then stood up and looked down at Yuriko, "Well, take the child away, I can't hand you over to those useless guys. Tell me the man's name, I will drive away he!"

After hearing this, Yuriko raised his head, looked at Taisan with red eyes, and said in a word: "No, never!" "What did you say!" "I said no, I won't say his name, and I won't knock the kid off!" "Yuriko!" Tai San walked up to her and raised his right hand, but she bit her lip and looked directly at her father. "Go ahead. Do you always do this? But if you think it works all the time, you're dead wrong." The father and daughter stared at each other like this, but after only a few seconds of stalemate, Taisan looked away and put down his right hand.

"You go out." Tai San turned around and said, "I understand your determination, but I also have my own thoughts. I think it is not so difficult to find that man. I must find him and let him There is no chance to appear in front of me again, and of course I will never appear in front of you again!" "You go out." He repeated.Yuriko straightened her back and stood up, then went out through the door behind her with her lips tightly shut.