Vest life from scratch

My name is Yijian Qingxiang.

Since he was very young, he has been raised by Mr. Polar Bear and Miss Penguin, and lives in a cold snow cave with only one person.

I just saw the appearance of these two animals in the drawing book, and when I looked up, I saw them appearing in front of me, so I pointed and shouted "polar bear" and "penguin" in surprise, even though I was scolded by Mr. Polar Bear and Miss Penguin I don't want to change my mouth anymore.

Mr. Polar Bear and Miss Penguin never came again.

No problem though, living alone or something... I'm not the type to need an animal to take care of.

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Morning, 6 o'clock.

Yijian rang the doorbell of Fukaya Kumiko's house on time.

She was not asked to wait for a moment, and almost at the same moment she pressed the doorbell, the door was pulled open inward, revealing a dark interior of a single-family house.Yijian stepped into the darkness without any surprises, and deftly ignored the soft hands slowly wrapped around her neck from behind, and pressed the light switch behind the shoe cabinet in the entrance.

"Clap."

Following the sound of the light being turned on, she lightly clasped those hands and warned in a gentle voice:

"Stop making trouble, Miss Pomeranian."

She didn't use any effort, but the hands stopped immediately.

"...Really, don't you even allow hugs? It's too cold to make a soft noise."

Responding to her title of 'Miss Pomeranian' was a female voice that was so sweet that it was almost cloying.In the current posture, the other party leaned intimately on Yi Jian's soft back, half aggrieved and half coquettishly rubbing against her neck.

"We haven't seen each other for 22 hours and 23 minutes... This is the first time I have been away from Qingxiang for so long. Although I am a Pomeranian rather than a rabbit, I will die if I am too lonely..."

Yi Jian made no reply, but still held the girl's hand.

"I know..." After accurately comprehending the meaning of her silent refusal, Miss Pomeranian had no choice but to withdraw her hands in aggrieved manner, and walked slowly in front of Yijian Qingying, "So Qingying... ...Where are we going for our 'morning exercise' today?"

Yi Jian took out the notebook from his pocket with a soft sound and opened it, pointing his finger at the column with today's date: "According to the plan, it's the police station."

"Huh? Are you going to the police station today?" Hearing this unexpected location, Miss Pomeranian made a puzzled voice, "...Has Mr. Ryohei left Morioh Town yet?"

"They're going to Mihua Town for my parents' birthday party."

"That's right." Miss Pomeranian nodded, and said from the bottom of her heart, "That's really great. Originally, I was still thinking about what I should do to transfer Lord Ryohei away without leaving any traces. I'd be very—very angry if the preconditions weren't fulfilled before the big plans got underway."

"It's almost time. If you don't leave, you may be late for school." Yijian lightly raised his wrist and glanced at his watch, "After going to the police station, we have to meet Mr. Nanshan."

"Why do you call him Mr. Nanshan, and you can only call me Miss Pomeranian—really, even if it's only once, I hope Qingshen can also call me Fukaya Kumiko, of course, it would be even better if there is only Kumiko. "Miss Pomeranian... Fukaya Kumiko picked up the schoolbag next to the shoe rack with a disappointed expression, "It's ready, let's go."

Otoma Qingxiang ignored all of Fukaya Kumiko's complaints as a matter of course, nodded, turned and stepped out of the gate.

Fukaya Kumiko desperately suppressed the anger, jealousy and resentment towards Nanshanquan who was almost full because of a title, and kept up with her footsteps in a submissive attitude that was half a step behind.

Fukaya Kumiko’s home is located in the center of Morioh Town, not far from the police station and the station. With convenient transportation and Kumiko’s family and friends who don’t come to disturb her, Otojian Qingxiang has become accustomed to using it as her base use.Of course, out of prudent considerations, she purchased safe houses in many other places, which belonged to various people, and some even entrusted other herself to purchase them. When trouble comes, you can reach your safe house within 10 minutes.

After walking for about ten minutes, Qingxiang Oto and Kumiko Fukaya arrived at the police station.

There are not too many cases in this peaceful town, so the police officers in the police station seem to have nothing to do.The male policeman at the front desk raised his head to look at them with a lazy expression, slowly picked up the record book from his hand, and just about to ask - the ceiling above him slanted suddenly shattered, and carried The other male cop with the bulky item free-falls with the ceiling debris, but it's nothing serious, just stunned and stunned.

The male policeman at the front desk was obviously not so lucky. He was hit hard by a piece of ceiling fragments, and he passed out instantly covered in blood.

The male policeman who fell immediately uttered a scream, and the whole hall was in chaos. Some people immediately ran out of the office to observe the situation, some called an ambulance, and of course some frantically tried to escape from the police station.Hidden in the chaos, Qingxiang Oto and Kumiko Fukaya successfully entered the police station and arrived at their destination reference room.

"In 1976, Yasujuro Katagiri." Otoma whispered the key words, while he was looking for something in another pile of files.

Fukaya Kumiko nodded.

Both of them were wearing gloves and masks, and they had a clear division of labor and quickly flipped through the files in front of them until Kumiko Fukaya, who moved a little slower, found the one belonging to Yasujuro Katagiri from the pile she was in charge of: "Find gone."

Otoma lightly returned the files that had been read in his hands, took Yasujuro Katagiri's files and began to browse, and Fukaya Kumiko started to restore the files that she was in charge of.After confirming that he has completely memorized all the contents of the file in his hand, Otoma lightly raised his hand and inserted the file into the gap left by Fukaya Kumiko after sorting it out, and then the two quietly chatted. Exited the reference room, taking advantage of the aftermath of the chaos that hadn't subsided and left silently.

The outside of the main entrance of the police station was full of onlookers, Fukaya Kumiko's face darkened, and there was another commotion in the crowd, which attracted the attention of a large truck driver on the road.He looked curiously at the center of the scattered crowd from top to bottom, only to find that the old man lying there was wearing a familiar dress—it was the clothes his mother wore when she went out, and his mind went blank. He completely forgot to hit the brakes.

The big truck rushed straight into the crowd.

Fukaya Kumiko finally breathed a sigh of relief, bowed her head and followed Otoshi softly and left the police station, harmoniously blended into the panicked crowd, squeezed to an unremarkable black car on the side of the road, found a gap, opened the door and sat in sideways.Amidst the noisy and chaotic sound, the black car drove away silently.

"What a chaotic scene." The man driving the car chuckled and teased, "I thought you would restrain yourself a little bit."

"If Dongfang Liangping is inside, I can think about restraining myself." Yi Jian, the passenger seat, put on his seat belt softly, and pulled up his mask by the way, "People who have more contact with me , the stronger the effect of the substitute will be on it, but here are all strangers, since no one will die, let them go."

"Why, do you mean...Mr. Minamiyama Izumi, are you softening your heart?" Fukaya Kumiko said with a smile.

"After all, I'm a writer who cares about the country and the people. It's hard not to be moved by the chaotic scene in front of me. I didn't expect Miss Fukaya to care so much about my feelings... I'm really flattered." Nanshanquan Be polite.

"...Care, heart, you? You are really joking. But indeed, I should care about you. After all, please donate the brain troubles you don't need directly to those in need. Of course, if you really don't know where to donate, I You can also reluctantly do it for you." Fukaya Kumiko smiled.

"Miss Pomeranian."

A sudden voice cut off Kumiko's words, she glanced forward secretly, met the pair of cold eyes of Yi Jian in the rearview mirror, and could only shrink back on the back seat and shut her mouth rather unwillingly.

Seeing this, Yi Jian's soft tone turned gentle:

"Mr. Nanshan, take us to the river today, please."

Nan Shanquan shrugged his shoulders, thought about the shortest route to the river, then turned on the turn signal, turned around and drove towards the river.He glanced at the time and turned on the car radio: "Good Morning, good morning, Moriomachi radio broadcast, I am also here to serve you today, your neighbor Harada Kai. This is really a troubled morning, Let's first understand the accident that was just discovered in the police station..."

"You...you still like to listen to the radio?" Yi Jian asked with a strange expression on his face.

"Not really, it's just that my editor came over last time and asked me where a certain writing material came from. Although I temporarily used a moment of inspiration to deal with him, it did remind me that writing with real events also requires Do some cover-ups, such as finding some plausible evidence from various places." Nanshanquan said calmly, "It happens that my neighbor broadcasts this radio every morning. I have good ears, and I am used to listening to him casually. Even It’s all broadcasting stuff that I already know, but it’s still fun to hear from other people.”

Yijian propped his chin lightly, and said "uh", he seemed interested: "Then I'll listen to it if I have a chance."

"It's great that you are interested." While waiting for the traffic light, Nan Shanquan took out two manuscript papers from the kraft paper bag next to the handbrake, handed one to Yijian Qingxiang, and threw the other to Fukaya Kumiko , "I have 10 minutes to memorize the things prepared for you."

Yijian thanked him softly, then held the manuscript paper and read it.

"What is this thing..." Fukaya Kumiko pinched the corner of the manuscript paper with a disgusted expression, and casually read the top line, "When I went to the river with Qingxiang in the morning, the bus I was on actually rubbed against the ambulance. Over the shoulder...?"

She frowned and looked down.

"What happened? It's best not to disturb my relationship with Qingxiang."

"When I was running with Qingxing in the morning, the garbage next to me was playing rock music in public. I couldn't hear Qingying's voice anymore. It's so annoying, can you kill that garbage directly?"

"When I ran to one-third of the way just now, I felt a little tired, so I took the opportunity to give her my water—this water glass will never be washed in my life, and I will treasure it when I go back... No, it is still direct. It would be better to enshrine!"

"...Ahhh, how cute it is while panting softly."

"Huh? Qingxiang can't run at all... It's okay, there is no need to apologize, and you don't need to care about it, Qingxiang."

"I will absolutely, absolutely never leave you alone."

"So, please always rely on me like now, keep looking at me, and only look at me."

"……what is this."

"That, it is assumed that if you go for a morning jog today, what will you encounter? All the above plots are derived from reality. Please rest assured that even if I hate Miss Fukaya, I will not go. Do things that will easily implicate Miss Yijian." When the green light came on, Nan Shanquan stepped on the accelerator and smiled slightly, "So, even if Miss Fukaya hates me, please be sure to memorize it well, and don't give Miss Yijian any trouble. Trouble."

"Oh, that's right." He added, "Everything above is a simulation of your real mood through my substitute ability. I don't know the specific content above, and it has nothing to do with the entire content above, so, Even if the above content is perverted, it is only your perverted."

Fukaya Kumiko: "...tsk."