that JK is a boy

What he said stumped Qiu Xue, because he didn't know who that person was, he only knew that it was a man who could speak Chinese with a strong Japanese accent and pronounce his mother's name...

Seeing that Qiu Xue was in a daze and didn't make a sound, Shusuke Kotoku tremblingly put his hand inside his coat, "Xiao Xue, tell me where that person is!"

"He, he is a teacher in my school. He is drunk. He is drunk. I will carry him home." Seeing that her uncle was in a bad mood, Qiu Xue lied with a blushing face.

After Xingde Xiusuke heard this, his emotions subsided visibly with the naked eye, and his hands came out from the inside of his coat.

"Which teacher? I will thank him very much tomorrow." Shusuke Xingde said coldly.

"It's such a detailed question... ah!" Qiu Xue held back her tears and hugged her left leg.

"Xiaoxue, I'm sorry, I used too much force." Xixia held the cotton swab that had been broken in half, and her tears were light red, like red wine just out of the refrigerator.

Sister, you don't have to be sorry, you just helped me out!

Qiu Xue pursed her lips, signaling that she was fine.

Seeing that Xixia and Qiuxue were talking, Xingde Xiusuke gave up asking, but he still asked worriedly:

"your phone……"

"Uncle, I'm really fine." Qiu Xueshui's eyes were like sapphires soaked in spring water, "Most of them fell with the teacher. I'll get them tomorrow."

Xingde Xiusuke sighed helplessly, leaned forward, leaned his hands and arms on his thighs, "I'll go with you."

"Uncle, I know your worries." Qiu Xue pulled down the pleated skirt on her body, "but he is 50 to [-] years old, has a wife and son at home, and I am a man... nothing will happen."

Xingde Xiusuke cast his eyes on the red and swollen place of Qiu Xue's little feet, and lamented: "Okay, listen to you, are you free tomorrow, Xi Xia?"

"I'm free." Xi Xia solemnly assured her father.

"You accompany him, go early and come back early." Xingde Xiu helped get up, "In the future, you and Qiu Xue must report to me the scheduled time to go home before going out, including the school period."

Angry.

Qiu Xue heard the meaning from Xingtoku Shusuke's calm words.

Xixia seemed to feel the atmosphere, she lowered her head and played with her fingers.

"What's your answer?"

"Okay, uncle."

"receive."

Xingde Shusuke closed his eyes, turned around and said, "One should not be too stubborn in this life, one must learn to ask for help."

After leaving these words, he returned to his study.

Leaving behind the confused Ryoko and Xixia and the silent Qiuxue.

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At night, Wu Cheng went to the gate privately.

"Thank you, Sato-san, for playing with us all day." A boy with combed yellow hair and wearing Takenari's private high school uniform patted Sato Kenji on the shoulder with a drunken face.

Sato Kenji's face was full of drunkenness, although his body was a little shaky, his steps were much lighter.

"No matter what, as long as Inoxia-san is happy, I will be happy." Sato Kenji flattered.

The man named Inoue laughed loudly when he heard the words: "Your photos and materials are very good. Brother Bailong told me about it. There will be more cooperation in the future."

"In that case." Kenji Sato smiled and said, "Can you introduce me to Brother Bailong?"

The drunkenness on Inoue's face disappeared immediately, and the corners of his mouth raised, "So you are waiting for me here, you are indeed a native of Osaka City."

Kenji Sato rubbed his hands together with a smile on his face.

"You guys go back, I'll take the guests to see the eldest brother." Inoue took out some Fukuzawa Yukichi from his trouser pocket and threw them to the younger brothers who followed behind.

The boys in Wucheng private high school uniforms picked up Fukuzawa Yukichi on the ground while thanking them, and left happily.

On the other hand, Inoue took Sato Kenji to push open the closed door of Takenari Private High School.

"I want to ask, shouldn't we go to a wind shop or a bar or something?"

"Hehe, we students don't get involved in other people's territory."

"What, what do you mean?" Kenji Sato didn't know why.

"Sato-san, Takenari Private High School is a bad school, but it's also someone else's school." Inoue took Sato Kenji to a teaching building, and by the moonlight, he could clearly see the age of the teaching building .

Kenji Sato wiped the fine sweat from his forehead, followed Inoue up the stairs carefully, and arrived at the only brightly lit classroom on the third floor.

"Who did you bring, Inoue?"

After the classroom was pushed away, a boy with a scar on his face and a height of 1.8 meters stood up from the desk. There were three other boys beside him, but judging from the school uniforms on their bodies, they all came from different schools.

"The manufacturer who provided us with the girl's photos." Inoue turned sideways to let out the panicked Sato Kenji behind him.

Kenji Sato pointed at one of the three: "You, you... Kiyotaka Hayama?"

Little $+say#船@} #}⑦|/⑤&⑥<①|-③<%③<#⑦～%②&&⑥"Huh? Hayama, it seems that it is your person, and your Kitano Supervisory Committee can still reach in Photography department!" The man with the scar turned to look at Kiyotaka Hayama and said, "You are the manufacturer (behind the scenes) of those girls' photos?"

"His name is Sato Kenji, the former deputy director of the photography department, and also a member of Guimu." Kiyotaka Hayama played with the coins in his hand and said unhurriedly: "I was dismissed at the meeting yesterday. I don't know him well, so the photo The source should be him."

After Hayama explained, others whispered to each other, which made Kenji Sato fully understand what Inoue said earlier.

Wucheng private high school is a private trading place for some people, and Bailong wanted his photo, not just doing that kind of small spell-casting thing, but as a dealer; as for turning it into profit, he is still unclear.

"Ryuzaki Changbai, is he the real manufacturer of those girls' photos?" A man in the uniform of Teraizumi High School asked the man with the scar.

"Brother Hayama, didn't you explain it?" Ryuzaki Changbai returned to the person, and looked at Kenji Sato with a smile, "Your Excellency Sato, thank you very much for your photo. Waiting for the goods, we are all planning to make a move on these three. Today we are discussing how to do it and the time to do it. I thought about it and you have the credit for it. If you want to be cool, you can tell us which one of them is the first time. I can give it to you."

Sato Kenji was stunned by the huge amount of information.

"Move, hands?"

"Ah? Don't you understand? Just catch them, force them, make videos, and continue to make money for us." Long Qi Changbai looked indifferent.

Sato Takeru's legs were a little weak, "This, isn't this against the law?"

"Ah?" Ryuzaki Changbai scratched his head, "It's not us who forced it, it's just our little brother or someone from the Tao, what does it matter to us?"

"We only want money." Another handsome man in the uniform of Yamamoto High School said in a childlike voice, "We only collect money from videos, and something is going to happen... Most of us are responsible for it."

"Batian, don't scare the newcomers, okay, they are obviously indiscreet, so it's normal to have videos, isn't it?" The person in the uniform of Siquan High School smiled presumptuously.

Kiyotaka Hayama listened to their conversation with a calm face, but the movement of playing with the coin with his right hand was a little faster, like a ninja hiding in the dark and preparing to throw out Kunai.

Chapter 22: Do They Exist?

Weekend, early morning.

The entire city of Osaka was bathed in the morning light, and wisps of golden light penetrated the mist from the coast, gently spraying on everything in the world, including Utsumi Daiki's face.

"Hiss, my head hurts!"

He clutched his head and woke up from the bed that smelled of cheap disinfection. After his vision almost recovered, he saw a scene he would never forget.

You Shuiyan is sitting on the sofa opposite the bed playing with her mobile phone.

"This must be a drunken dream!"

Utsumi Daihui closed his eyes and lay down again.

Then he felt something was wrong, sat up again, and looked across the bed. At this moment, "You Shuiyan" had put down his phone, and was looking at himself with doubtful eyes.

"Could it be a lucid dream?"

With a snap, he slapped himself across the face.

This frightened Qiu Xue, who was opposite, picked up the baseball bat next to the sofa, thinking that if she had drunk her head from drinking, she would wake up one day and slap herself.

A thud.

Xixia, who had been waiting outside the door, heard the noise inside, kicked the door open quickly, and came in with a wooden bow and a bow.

"What happened?"

"I do not know."

The conversation between the two woke up Utsumi Dahui who was still sitting on the bed.

"It seems to be reality." Neihai Dahui slowly put down his hand, raised his head slightly, looked directly at Qiuxue's cheek through the thin sunlight and morning mist projected from the window, "so the only thing that can be explained is her child .”

Xixia looked suspiciously at Neihai Dahui who was sitting on the bed talking to himself, but because Qiuxue didn't speak, she had to close the door.

Qiu Xue couldn't stand Nei Hai Dahui's staring gaze, so she looked away and said, "Last night you passed out drunk by the side of the road, I don't know where your house is, so I have to find a cheap hotel, sorry."

"Besides saying thank you, what else can I say?" Neihai Dahui still felt hungover, but facing Qiuxue, he still forced himself to ask, "Your name is Qiuxue, right?"

Qiu Xue and Xi Xia looked at each other in astonishment, then raised their baseball bats, wooden bows and bows with serious expressions.

Utsumi Dahui: ...

Before he was beaten to death, he hastily stretched out his hand and said, "I, Shusuke Xingtoku, Qiu Weiguo, and Haru Ando are all friends, not criminals."

Haru Ando?Are all friends?Isn't he my math teacher?

Wait, they all know each other!

Then... the reason why Haru Ando treated him differently at school can be explained.

"Since we all know each other." Qiu Xue put down her baseball bat, and stared at Nei Hai Dahui's eyes with her beautiful eyes like the sea of ​​dreams, "Then You Shuiyan... Where is my mother?"

Seeing the determination and breathtaking beauty revealed by those beautiful eyes, Utsumi Dahui unconsciously said: "I know."

"That's good." Under Xixia's worried eyes, Qiuxue limped to Neihai Dahui's bed, "What about my father?"

"I know you too."

"Excuse me, may I ask your name?"

"Neihai Dahui." After Neihai Dahui finished speaking, he seemed to show that he was reliable and useful, and added an extra sentence: "The Criminal Department of the Police Headquarters, the Police Headquarters, the Criminal Department, the Search Department, the Forced Criminal Search Department, the Third Department, and the former police department. minister."

Qiu Xue blinked.

This is picked up by a policeman?

When Xixia in the distance heard Neihai Dahui's name, a gleam of light flashed in her light red eyes. She seemed to have heard the name from her father, but she just couldn't remember the rest.

Qiu Xue on the other side continued to ask: "Then, Police Officer Neihai, can you tell me about their...experience here?"

"..." Neihai Dahui fell into silence for a while, and replied apologetically, "Sorry, I don't know much, I was just a student at the time."

"Officer Neihai, it's not good to lie." Qiu Xue smiled like a flower.

Neihai Dahui was taken aback for a moment, then lowered his head, "The situation involves too much, I can't explain it clearly for a while."

"Officer Neihai, please start talking now." Qiu Xue put away her smile and said seriously.

Neihai Dahui slowly shook his head, still saying the same words.

Qiuxue stepped on her still left foot, stood firm, and solemnly bowed to Neihai Dahui: "Uncle Neihai, please."

"...I'm sorry." Utsumi Dahui clenched his fists.

The beautiful hair covered up Qiu Xue's expression, making it difficult for people to see through his current emotions, making him look extraordinarily scary in the quiet room.

"I understand, I'm bothering the Neihai police officer." Qiu Xue raised her head calmly and said, "The check-out time is 2 pm, my sister and I will take our leave first."

After the words fell, Qiuxue left with Xixia, leaving behind Neihai Dahui who stretched out her hand to keep her but stopped in mid-air.

outside the room.

Xi Xia looked at Qiu Xue who was walking ahead with a worried face.

"Xiao Xue, are you alright?"

"It's okay, I made you worry." Qiu Xue turned her back to Xi Xia.

I just want to know their experiences.

I want to get to know them.

prove that they existed.

I just want to see them again!