A technical house in the world of detectives

“Does He Jun live alone?”

After sending Xiaolan and them back to the office, Yoko Okino drove the car for a short distance and came to the downstairs of He Yun’s house.

“Well, my parents now run a company in Kumamoto City, and they usually don’t have time to take care of me, so they will arrange me to attend Teidan High School, and ask Uncle Kogoro to take care of me.”

He Yun looked at his watch, 9:56, a minute earlier than he expected, Yamagishi Rongichi’s driving skills were still not bad.

Go upstairs for a minute, turn on the computer for five seconds, give yourself an insurance time, and he can say a few words before leaving.

“He Jun is really powerful, when I first debuted, I was afraid to die if I lived alone.”

Yoko Okino smiled and remembered her life over the years.

“Miss Yoko is really great, if I were to stand in front of so many people like you, I can’t do it.”

He Yun complimented, glanced at his watch again, 57 points, can’t wait any longer.

“He Jun still has things to be busy, so don’t bother.”

Yoko Okino said understandingly.

“Thank you for sending me back, see you next time.”

After He Yun politely thanked him, he went upstairs.

Inside the car, Yoko Okino looked at He Yun’s back, not knowing what she was thinking.

Yamagishi Rongichi also waited for a while, knowing that He Yun’s figure disappeared, before starting the car again.

As an agent, he naturally knew that he would arrange for Yoko Okino to stay there at the first time, and the car drove directly towards the hotel.

“Yoko, although it is a little inappropriate to say this now, a friend of mine from a publishing house told me the other day that Sensei Buhuo had come to Tokyo some time ago, and if I can, I would like to help you win the heroine of Sensei Buhuo’s adaptation of the “Unnatural Death” TV series.”

Eiichi Yamagishi said this, in fact, he also wanted to divert Yoko Okino’s attention, and did not want to have any effect on her because of what happened just now.

“Is it the teacher who doesn’t know Huoyun?”

Yoko Okino seems to have been attracted to this topic.

“Yes, I don’t know that the name Fire Cloud is just a pseudonym for him to release the novel in Neon, and that teacher seems to be a ** person.”

Eiichi Yamagishi explained what he knew, and when he said this, he paused a little and continued.

“My friend is the editor of Sensei Ignorant, and he said that he would find a way to help us meet Sensei Ignorant, and I believe that the teacher will be very satisfied after seeing you.”

Eiichi Yamagishi actually doesn’t have much confidence.

Yoko Okino’s current fame can be said to be like the sky, as a film, television, and song actor, Yoko Okino’s ability is undoubted, and the announcements in his hand are simply inexhaustible.

But this time is different.

I don’t know that Huoyun’s books are not only sold in neon, his books are sold all over the world, and the only person who can compare with him is the novelist of the “Baron of the Night” series.

“Can I meet Sensei Ignorant? I’m looking forward to it. ”

Yoko Okino replied, but Eiichi Yamagishi saw Yoko Okino’s eyes through the rearview mirror, and seemed to be looking at the back of the car, and he didn’t know who he was thinking about.

Time passed day by day, and in the blink of an eye, it was Saturday.

This is rare, after the new one became Conan, the timeline did not fall out of the week of chaos, He Yun lived the usual days, class, sleep, school, research, home, creation, rest, life is quite fulfilling.

What made him even happier was that when he spoke with his parents on the phone last night, he learned that not only the police in Tokyo had placed large orders with them, but even the Metropolitan Police Department across the country had placed orders in the course of the week.

The salesman of a professional company is of course different from He Yun’s amateur level.

But He Yun was also praised, after all, without his matchmaking, they could not have reached a cooperation with the national Metropolitan Police Department so quickly.

After all, some of this procurement is directly cooperating with the state, in addition to firearms, the Metropolitan Police Department needs a lot of things, and products that can help them investigate and catch criminals are naturally very popular.

He Yun doesn’t care about the company’s affairs, he only knows that after he hangs up the phone, the deposit will increase again, and he doesn’t know how much, after all, he is not interested in money, just occasionally set a small goal.

On Saturday morning, when the wind was a little noisy outside, He Yun pulled out a trench coat and walked to a café two streets away.

A few days ago, his editor contacted him, saying that it was about his novel adaptation of a TV series, and he wanted to introduce someone to him, and asked who the editor was without saying, which was too hateful.

Their appointment time was 10 a.m., not too far from where he lived, and He Yun also enjoyed the feeling of walking.

All the way to the outside of the café, He Yun looked at his watch, and as he calculated, ten minutes ahead.

Only, his editing seems to have predated him.

“I don’t know about Sensei, here and here…”

In the corner of the café, Nagano Risa saw He Yun push open the door of the café, and immediately stood up excitedly and beckoned to him.

The two once had a video chat on the Internet, and Nagano Gonglisha’s admiration for He Yun was like a gushing river.

When He Yun’s book was published in Neon, she was just a new editor who had just been an editor for less than half a year and had no achievements, and was assigned to a new writer.

But Nagano did not expect that He Yun’s book was actually written so well, it would explode at once, and even she became one of the well-known editors in the industry, although she was still a newcomer.

“Miss Nagano, you came so early.”

He Yun was a little puzzled as he walked towards the corner table.

The woman sitting opposite Nagano Erisa, how could she still wear a big hat in the café and bow her head.

But looking at the back, it’s a little familiar.

When He Yun walked over and sat down, the woman also raised her head.

The two looked at each other and were stunned.

“Ho… Ho Jun? Who the hell are you? ”

Yoko Okino asked with some uncertainty.

“Since you asked sincerely…”

He Yun didn’t know why, and suddenly wanted to peel it.