Buddhist language is just like the true nature, the truth is only one? In fact, it is not.

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"How long will it take to arrive in Japan?" A young man who looked twenty-four or five years old asked a passing flight attendant with a polite smile.

At this time, most of the passengers on the plane were closing their eyes for a nap, and some energetic passengers were discussing the next itinerary with their partners. Although this young man was very young, he gave people a very mature and experienced man, like a social elite with rich energy.

The young and beautiful flight attendant stopped with a professional smile and said to the man: "Sir, there is about an hour left."

"Yeah, thank you." The young man was very polite and nodded to the flight attendant with a smile.

After the flight attendant said "You're welcome" to leave, the man casually looked at a magazine taken out of his backpack. It was a few academic things, which looked very profound and sophisticated, but he saw that everyone was immersed in the spiritual world.

"Young man, are you a doctor?" A middle-aged man sitting next to the man looked at the magazine in his hand curiously, peeked at it, but found a large number of paragraphs introducing some medical theories leading the world.

The man put down the magazine, looked at the middle-aged man sitting beside him with a smile, and slowly said, "It's not the doctor we usually recognize."

"Oh?" The middle-aged man looked at the very polite and extremely gentle young man curiously, and found that his appearance was extremely upright, and his eyebrows revealed the seriousness and calmness that was rarely at this age.

"I am a forensic doctor." The man said gently.

The middle-aged man looked at the young man in surprise: "Forensic doctors are rare."

"Well, because becoming a forensic doctor requires many challenges." The young man smiled faintly and raised the cover of the magazine in his hand. The person posted on the cover was the young man now.

The middle-aged man looked at the young man in surprise, and the latter looked out the glass window. The clouds that moved with the wings and airflow seemed to be surging, and his rushing spirit was fascinating.

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"Dad, you are so yes. You have been delaying for so long. What if you delay the time to pick up the plane?" A beautiful girl wearing a light blue sweater, slim jeans on her lower body, and looks like she is still in high school, said to the middle-aged uncle next to her with a look of anger.

The middle-aged uncle was wearing a suit and squinted little beards. He laughed at him, "It's just right time. In order to pick up a bad boy, he won't mobilize many troops."

"Really, Dad! Didn't you pleased to agree to your aunt on the phone to pick up your cousin in person?" The beautiful girl muttered, looking at her father who didn't care about anything.

The little boy who had never said anything to the father-daughter group interrupted at this time: "Uncle Maori came to pick him up, but he actually had to drink before going out."

"Little devil, please take care of it!" The middle-aged uncle, called "Uncle Maori", grinned and glared at the little boy who interrupted.

The beautiful girl said angrily: "Dad, don't be so fierce to Conan!"

When the three of them arrived at Tokyo International Airport, they were waiting in a noisy crowd, and they saw that they had arrived five minutes before the flight they picked up.

"Sister Xiaolan, what kind of person is your cousin?" The little devil named Conan asked the beautiful girl curiously while waiting.

Xiaolan, the only girl among the three, replied with a smile: "I haven't seen my cousin for a long time. The last time I met was when I was very young, about three or four years old. Right, dad?"

"Well, you are a little girl who chases your cousin's butt all day long." Maori thought for a moment and said with a smile.

Xiaolan glanced at his father helplessly, and then said to Conan: "My cousin is very good. She has always had great academic performance since elementary school. In my impression, he left Tokyo when I first started elementary school. Because his parents, my aunt's house, immigrated to the United States, he also left here."

"Oh." Conan's eyes flashed, but he was soon hidden.

Maori seemed bored too. He didn't want to intervene in the conversation between the two and yawned: "Xiaolan, your cousin heard that he had been admitted to a very powerful university, what's the name..."

"Columbia University." Xiaolan took a mouthful excitedly.

"Well, but this kid is very strange. Your aunt originally wanted him to be a doctor, but she never thought that this kid chose a forensic doctor." Maori remembered the complaints of his sister on the phone.

Conan was slightly surprised: "Forensic?"

"Yes." Xiaolan nodded and said interestingly: "Although my cousin chose a non-school doctor, he completed all the college courses in a very short time and studied for a master's degree. It is said that his grades are very good, and many local administrative agencies want to hire him."

"A master's degree in forensics from Columbia University." Conan's eyes lit up, and he became more and more curious about who the cousin mentioned by Xiaolan and Uncle Maori was!

When the flight landed successfully and with the change of traffic, foreigners and returning tourists were constantly surrounded by relatives and friends from the exit of the passage, Xiaolan and Maori opened their eyes wide, fearing that they would miss the figure of the person they were going to pick up.

Conan's eyes swept through the crowd and found a young and tall figure walking towards them. So he pulled Xiaolan's neck of clothes and said, "He should be the cousin we are waiting for, right?"

"Huh?" Hearing this, Xiaolan looked at a man in the crowd who looked very young and handsome with a simple backpack on his backpack.

When the man approached, the three of them could finally look at him well, and the former's eyes also fell on them.

He is not tall, but he gives people a very tall feeling. And paired with his dark-colored shirt on his upper body, he has a calm atmosphere. The man's face is bright and angular, his eyes are full of wise charm, three-dimensional facial features, and a faint smile, which makes others feel a kind feeling.

"I am Yusuke Okabata!" The man gently revealed his name.

Looking at the young and handsome man, after hearing him say his name, Xiaolan and Maori had confirmed his identity, which was the relative who had been waiting at the airport and returned from the United States.

"Haha, Yusuke, it's been a long time since we met!" Maori stepped forward and patted the shoulder of the young man named "Okabata Yusuke" with great force, sighing that the little ghost from that time is now appearing in front of him, and he is already a handsome adult.
Chapter completed!