Chapter 21 The best is around
Chapter 21 The best is around
Tomomi Mori was eventually acquitted.
She was a little different than usual.
She walked quietly without a book in her hand or headphones on, looking around, carefully observing the world that she had once ignored and forgotten.
This is not Ivy League, and there is no overly strong study atmosphere. It seems that this is also the first time she has walked out of Ivy League in the past three years.
Across the street, there was a man standing with a smile on his face, waving at her happily.
The two walked into a coffee shop together.
Coincidentally, the name of this coffee shop is the same as the name of a character created by Agatha - Poirot.
"I heard that he grabbed my shoes, but I didn't know that. If I had known, the grandfather might not have died. At least he would still be alive at that time and there would be a glimmer of hope."
Mori Tomomi felt very remorseful and guilty, which made her wonder what the purpose of her life was.
"I wanted to be a good police officer, but I didn't notice when my shoes were grabbed. If I hadn't..."
"That's not the case." Ikemoto Hideyoshi interrupted her: "Even if that's the case, there's nothing you can do. Fate is predetermined by God, and no one can force anyone to change their final outcome. Everything will pass."
"When I was in the detention center, I wondered if I could do well as a police officer." She couldn't help shedding tears. "I only thought about myself and how to survive in the competition. Would I really change if I became a police officer?"
Mori Tomomi looked up at the other person.
"So from now on, I will observe this world carefully. Occasionally look at the clouds in the sky, and occasionally look at the brightest star in the night sky. I will also look at the people whom I have ignored."
The person who had been silently protecting her was once placed by her in an inconspicuous corner.
Now, she finally saw him.
In the reading room of Teng Dongqing, Qinghai Chuantang met a man. He sat directly opposite her, then put something like a brochure in front of her and said softly: "Friend, you need a ticket, don't you? Do you need a boarding school? No need to queue, up to 90% pass rate, equivalent to 100%, I wish you a worry-free future."
A very familiar person, Shinji Miyamoto.
"Then why don't you go?"
"Well." Miyamoto Shinji hesitated for a moment, "The main reason is that the women over there are not my type."
Qinghai Chuantang picked up the brochure and looked at it. Judging from the background of the picture, it should be built in the mountains. I just don't know if there is a Isatis root that can cure all diseases living there.
“It takes two hours to walk to the bus station, and there is no cell phone signal.”
"So, all you can do is study with peace of mind?"
No wonder the pass rate is so high.
"But there are sports equipment and coaches there, so it's not too boring." Miyamoto Shinji took out his phone and looked at it. "The school opens every three months, and the entrance ceremony is tomorrow. If you miss it, you'll have to wait three months. If you need anything, I can tell my uncle right now, because my uncle founded the school and he can give you a 50% discount."
The cost for one month is 50 yen, which is 150 million yen for three months. If you discount it by 75%, it will be yen, which is indeed a big discount.
Qinghai Chuantang looked at him and did not agree immediately, but said: "I can let you make a small profit, but don't let me lose too much. Tell me honestly, how much do you actually need?"
This is the benefit of having a lie detector. Qinghai Chuantang thinks that it will be effective if used to bargain.
Miyamoto Shinji touched his nose and said, "40 yen."
This time, he wasn't lying.
"50 yen, deal."
The final word is given without giving the other party a chance to refute.
Okay, although 10 yen is a little less, it’s still a small profit.
In the afternoon, the Suzuki Public Welfare Foundation——
A large number of media and some business partners were present. It can be seen that the Suzuki Group attaches great importance to this event.
While Shiro Suzuki was talking to others, a group of people in suits walked in.
The leading man produced an arrest warrant.
"I'm an investigator from the National Tax Service. I'm here to investigate the tax evasion of the consortium. Please follow me."
Behind him were several policemen.
The media kept pressing the shutter buttons as if they had discovered some explosive news.
It sounds unbelievable that a public welfare foundation that has only been established for one day would be suspected of tax evasion.
The moment Shiro Suzuki was taken into the car, a man wearing a black knitted hat made a phone call in the distance.
"Aoi, Suzuki Shiro is under arrest. Okay, I get it."
Soon, the relevant news was broadcast on TV, but some key details were hidden.
The person called Aoi smiled as he watched this scene.
"Don't worry if you're scared. I'm making a special gift."
After returning home, Qinghai Chuantang began to pack his bag. Because there were uniform group uniforms there, he didn't need to bring too many clothes.
You are not allowed to bring skin care products or the like there, including snacks. It feels like military training.
In addition, Qinghai Chuantang also contacted someone to come. The purpose was simple. After all, he would be away for such a long time. If someone broke into his house, he would probably return home in three months to an empty and cold room.
"Come on, big brother, have a cigarette."
Qinghai Chuantang handed over a cigarette with a very servile smile, and even addressed him with honorifics.
Asking someone to do something for you is like putting money in an envelope or putting cigarettes in a garbage bag.
"No, cough. It's rare that you came to me on your own initiative. I thought it was something important."
He seemed a little unhappy.
Qinghai Chuantang put away the cigarette and put on a serious expression: "It is indeed an important matter. Because I have decided to temporarily entrust the key to my house to you for safekeeping."
He also gave a brief account of the cause and course of events.
"Oh? You actually want to study?"
It seemed like such an incredible thing.
Qinghai Chuantang coughed lightly to hide his inner embarrassment: "Actually, I like reading very much. This proves from the side how much I love learning."
“How to deal with the ashes of your enemy, how to beat your child, where to get relief in an emergency.”
Qinghai Chuantang couldn't help but blush, and defended himself: "In fact, although those books are a little unpopular, they are also very interesting, such as the "How to Live with Idiots" I recently bought. We can't just limit ourselves to those well-known works. We may get a different experience from those niche works."
"How to Live With Idiots? That sounds interesting."
Okiya Subaru smiled, with a little curiosity.
"Yeah, right?"
Qinghai Chuantang smiled, looked at the time on his watch, and found that it was already late.
"It's getting late. I have to leave quickly. Bye. I'll treat you to dinner next time—"
Of course, she didn't forget to bring her own suitcase.
The journey from home to boarding school was quite long, so the sky outside changed from day to night.
We drove along the road from the broad highway to a rugged path with many trees on both sides, giving people a spooky and terrifying feeling.
He vaguely saw a figure in front of him, who seemed to be waving, and Qinghai Chuantang was so scared that he quickly stepped on the brakes.
"Are you going to boarding school too? Would it be convenient for you to give me a ride? Oh, it's you."
Sera Masumi was a little surprised.
But it was obvious that Qinghai Chuantang was more surprised.
"I'm here because someone entrusted me with a case! It's the holiday season, and I don't want to be idle all the time."
"Get in the car."
Qinghai Chuantang's heart is a bit complicated. How could he meet a detective?
"Could it be that the boarding school is haunted?"
"That's about right. The person sent an anonymous letter. I don't really know the details. I just know that there's a fierce ghost who wants to kill someone."
The corners of Qinghai Chuantang's mouth twitched involuntarily. Is this a horror movie?
Early the next morning, everyone gathered on the playground.
The group uniform is a contrasting combination of yellow and black, with the name of the school embroidered on the left: Nanshan.
"Our Nanshan College prohibits alcohol, cell phones, and dating. If you are caught, you will be forced to leave. Do you understand? The tuition fee will not be refunded. Apart from the will to pass the exam, all other useless things must be handed in. Do you understand? Now, hand in your cell phones quickly. If you are caught, the consequences will be what I just said."
The instructor who was speaking was wearing a pair of black-framed glasses and his name was Chishin Yasuhara.
"what--"
Qinghai Chuantang was stunned, as if he heard someone screaming. But when he looked at the people around him, no one reacted, as if the sound just now was just his hallucination.
Could it be that I’ve been under too much pressure from studying recently?
Qinghai Chuantang couldn't help but think.
When it was time for lunch break, Qing Hai Chuan Tang prepared to go outside for a walk and breathe some fresh air. Meanwhile, Shi Liang Zhenchun was busy investigating the academy and had already found out that there were more than 200 cameras on campus, which was really cause for celebration.
As soon as I walked out of the glass door, I met two people: Tomomi Mori and Hideyoshi Ikemoto.
The differences are in the atmosphere between the two people and the fact that Hideyoshi Ikemoto is wearing blue clothes.
"I didn't expect to meet you here."
It changed from a waxy yellow color to a gradually rosy color, and its appearance seemed to be prettier, and it looked more well-behaved and cute.
Then, Qinghai Chuantang changed his gossiping look: "Did you guys also get a 50% discount?"
“I got a 40% discount.”
"how about you?"
Qinghai Chuantang looked at Ikemoto Hideyoshi.
"I'm not here to study." He glanced at Mori Tomomi, "I came here to work part-time beside her."
"I gave him a 5% discount because of what he and my uncle said."
Mori Tomomi hesitated for a moment, "But he told me that it was my aunt."
Men will be silent when they hear this, while women will cry.
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(End of this chapter)