Ke Xue World Technology Becomes King

"Hideo, who were you calling just now? I saw it in the bookstore."

As soon as he sat in the back seat of the car, Miyamoto Sake asked casually.

"No, no, no one. It's just a friend I knew before. For some reason today, he suddenly called me to chat."

Miyamoto Kiyohisa suddenly asked about the phone call, which startled the unprepared Shibata Hideo, and he could only stumble and make up an excuse.

"Former friends? Hideo, please be careful. If someone like you who hasn't contacted you for a long time suddenly calls or writes you a letter, it's probably because they have bad intentions and want to get something from you."

"You didn't say much to him about your current affairs, right?"

Miyamoto Sake frowned, as if he was not interested in words like former friends.

"No, no, we just had a brief chat. Brother Qingjiu, I hung up the phone as soon as you came out. I didn't even talk about my current situation."

Seeing that Miyamoto Kiyohisa didn't see that he was making up nonsense, but instead paid attention to other things among the reasons he made up, Shibata Hideo couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

"It's okay if you don't say anything. Otherwise, if your partner asks for something from you and you can't give it to him, and he ends up being malicious towards you, that would be bad."

"Okay, let's drive. It's almost time to return to Okino Yoko's apartment again."

After comforting Hideo Shibata, Miyamoto Sake revealed his next destination.

"Okay, brother Qingjiu, please fasten your seat belt, I'm leaving now."

Listening to Hideo Shibata reminding himself to fasten his seat belt before setting off, Miyamoto Sake couldn't help but smile.

Very good, Hideo, I have received your safety precautions.

The car soon arrived in front of the apartment building belonging to Miyamoto Kiyoshi.

As usual, Miyamoto Sake asked Hideo Shibata to keep an eye on his car, and went to the manager's office on the first floor of the apartment building.

"Hello sir, do you need our help in any way?"

The office area of ​​the apartment building has a front desk that can provide guidance to visitors.

Just seeing Miyamoto Sake coming over, the receptionist who had not yet recovered from the shock of Miyamoto Sake's appearance immediately asked with a smile as if he had just taken a mouthful of honey.

"Call your manager over and tell him that a man named Miyamoto is looking for him."

The receptionist, who had been completely captured by the beauty, had no suspicion at all and dialed the office phone number directly in front of Miyamoto Sake.

"This is the manager's office. What can I do?"

"Hello, manager, this is the front desk. There is a man who calls himself Miyamoto looking for you."

"Miyamoto? Miyamoto! Is the other person at the front desk now? You must entertain him well. Wait for me, I will be here right away!"

The phone was not hung up, and there was the sound of running at high speed on the other end. Stimulated by the manager's nervous tone, the front desk seemed to realize something, turned his head, and looked at Miyamoto Kiyoshi in disbelief.

After all, he is still a regular employee no matter what, and the front desk still knows that the real estate company where his apartment building is located is just an insignificant property of the Miyamoto Consortium.

"Sir, are you...?"

Before the questions at the front desk were finished, the manager's breathless apology came over.

"Miya...Mr. Miyamoto, no, I'm sorry to keep you waiting."

As soon as he finished speaking, the panting manager was already standing at the front desk.

Seeing the visitor's appearance, the manager's face, which was already flushed due to the sudden movement, instantly became even redder.

Standing straight in front of Miyamoto Kiyoshi, the manager immediately bowed at a standard 90 degrees.

"Mr. President, I'm very sorry to keep you waiting. I wonder what guidance you have here?"

Seeing that the other person seemed to be so nervous that he couldn't breathe, Miyamoto Sake quickly waved his hand to signal the manager not to be so nervous.

"Relax, I'm not here for inspection. I happened to be passing by here today, so I just wanted to use your office to take a rest."

"My office is over here, Mr. President, please come with me!"

After taking a breath, the manager bowed 90 degrees again and stretched out his hand to guide Miyamoto Kiyoshi.

Not long after, the two arrived at the office. After Miyamoto Kiyoshi entered the office, the manager returned to the front desk quite wisely and kept company with the front desk.

The manager's office is not as luxurious as expected. After all, it is just an apartment manager. There is nothing else in it except for some necessary furniture.

On the desk are some reports and today's newspapers.

However, Miyamoto Kiyohisa didn't care about these. Instead, he opened a computer that had been installed in front of him.

As a consortium started through high-tech, adhering to the idea of ​​safety first, surveillance cameras are installed at the entrances of all apartment buildings owned by the Miyamoto Consortium. Through this computer, it can be clearly observed who has come to the apartment. .

Not long after, there was a knock on the door, and the manager brought a pot of brewed tea to the office.

Obviously, Miyamoto Seihisa's reputation as a tea drinker has spread here.

After delivering the tea, the manager returned to the front desk again.

Taking out a cup that came with it and pouring about 2/3 cup of tea, Miyamoto Kiyoshi drank the tea while looking at the surveillance camera.

About ten minutes later, an SUV with a large trunk parked in front of the apartment building.

The car door opened and a five-person group of two men, two women and a child got out.

What attracted Miyamoto Kiyoshi's attention the most was the sharp horn-like hair of one of the girls.

That's right, three of these five people will soon become the death trio that makes Mihua frightened. Wherever they go, the lives of all major presidents are hanging on by a thread.

"It's finally here. It's time for me to appear next. As long as I succeed in this case and become familiar with the Death Gang, my future life safety will be basically guaranteed."

Yes, this is the plan that Miyamoto Kiyoshi has been planning for ten years.

The abbreviation is, if you are a mixed adult, you won’t do anything to me, plan!

But it's not time for him to appear yet. After all, people can't easily see his purpose by hugging his thighs. The backhand he left in the tea room of Okino Yoko's room will definitely let them find it. Come to your door.

"Hideo, you can drive the car out and park it on the side of the road first. I'll take care of the matter here soon."

Seeing that even the Shinigami Minotaur Dough in the trunk had gotten out of the car, Miyamoto Kiyohisa took out his mobile phone and gave instructions to Shibata Hideo.

After hanging up the phone, Miyamoto Kiyoshi put the phone in front of him and began to wait quietly for Okino Yoko to find out about his arrangement and call him.

But by this time, an hour had passed without realizing it.

"What's going on? Hasn't Yoko discovered the changes in the tea room yet? Or have they never seen it? I really shouldn't trust Kogoro Mouri's detective skills."

Thinking of the glorious deeds of Mouri Kogoro, Miyamoto Kiyoshi couldn't help but put his hands on his face.