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Natsuki helped the old man into the room.

Even if you close the door, you can still hear the noise of construction on the construction site outside.

The sonorous running of cranes, the roar of large mechanical engines.

The sound of the mixer stirring cement.

Steel bars hit the ground....

In such an environment, it is difficult to imagine how the grandfather and grandson lived.

There was only a bed, a cupboard, and a few worn cardboard boxes containing washed white clothes....

Not much, but it fills the small rooms.

Things were scattered messily in the corners of the house, including some children's toys....

The old man is already about to die, and he naturally can't clean up the house well.

Moreover, perhaps seeing these things, the old man will feel that his grandson is still around.

Natsuki helped the old man to the bed, then took out a pen and paper and wrote a rent transfer agreement.

Then write the entrustment agreement at the end.

After writing, Natsuki told the old man again.

Natsuki read the contents of the contract softly, and his voice was gentle, like a gentle spring breeze.

On the agreement, it is listed one by one, and it is written very carefully.

As Xia Mu chanted, some light gradually appeared in the old man's gray eyes.

But the old man is too old, like the roots of a tree that are still decaying, without a trace of life and moisture.

In the dry eye sockets, there was only a faint light, but not a single tear could be squeezed out.

"Old man, if it's okay, just sign it here, just press a handprint."

Natsuki had a businesslike attitude.

Such a move made the old man feel at ease.

Gradually, the desire for life is aroused.

"Thank you... Thank. The

old man's lips moved slightly, and he slowly spit out two words.

Then she stood up tremblingly, raised her hand, pressed her dry fingers into the mud, and printed her own handprint on the contract.

As soon as the handprint is pressed, the contract takes effect immediately.

Go for it!

A hot tear dripped and fell on the blank space on the paper.

The old man hurriedly wanted to reach out and wipe the tears clean, afraid that the handwriting on it would become blurry after being wet with tears.

At the moment, this ordinary piece of paper carries all her hopes.

After confirming that the handwriting was not wet, the old man's wrinkled face barely pulled out a little smile, and he held the contract in his arms like a baby.

Seeing this, Xia Mu's eyes darkened, and the curtains lowered, covering the cold light in his eyes.

Outside the door, I suddenly remembered the sound of cars.

Natsuki looked up, the curtains were there, and the people arranged by the island had arrived.

"Old man, when the car comes, they will take you to the new residence and arrange a doctor for you."

"This house is now mine, so you can't live here anymore."

"No... No. The old man was about to shake his head in refusal, but listened to Natsuki continue.

"The money in the house is only enough for medical expenses and commission fees, and there is no way for you to settle down in the city, so I can only ask you to go to the island."

"After all, I'm not a charity, so I can't post money, can't I?"

Natsuki smiled and spoke.

"No..." the old man shook his head, "the old man understands." "

Xia Mu's intentions, how could she not know.

Natsuki sent the old man out of the room and helped the old man into the car.

Next, the car will send the old man to the island.

This is also due to the safety of the elderly.

In the future, the rest of the old man's life will be in charge of Natsuki.

The island has already worshipped Natsuki as a god, and naturally will take good care of the elderly.

On that island, there are still those children who call themselves the "Knights of the West Wind", and the life of the old man will not be too boring.

The car door closed slowly, and through the window, Natsuki saw the old man's eyes that wanted to speak.

"Thank you for the young man, Mr. Natsuki. Please. The

old man lip-shaped.

Natsuki nodded, and then watched the old man leave.

Until the taillights of the car disappeared, Natsuki did not retract his gaze.

He pulled out his cell phone and made a call.

The bell only rang once, and someone answered on the other end of the phone.

"Hey."

The person on the other end of the phone spoke lightly, his voice was calm, and he seemed to have expected this call.

"I thought you would hang up, or dare not take it."

Natsuki spoke lightly.

"You dare to fight, why don't I dare to take it."

The man asked in a faint tone.

Xia

Mu was silent, and only after a moment did he speak: "Now that I have taken this case, tell me what you think, what do you want to do next."

"You know, or you wouldn't have guessed it was me and wouldn't have called me."

"Next... Oh, the next thing, you ask me what to do, detective, do you still need me to teach you how to do it? The

man on the other end of the phone said meaningfully.

Hearing this, Natsuki immediately hung up the phone.

Everything was as he had guessed.

If he had to find someone to choose him as the candidate for this investigation.

Then it can only be Bourbon.

After all, whether it is the red side or the winery side, Bourbon has a certain right to speak.

And as a police officer, Bourbon naturally cannot stand idly by and watch the injustice suffered by the elderly.

It's just that because of my identity, I can't come forward.

After all, there is party strife behind it.

And even if the public security is secretly involved, the winery side will not give up the idea of mixing with one hand.

So Bourbon was lucky enough to push Natsuki out.

It makes sense to do so.

From the time he saw which lesson the old man was in now, Natsuki slightly guessed that there might be a shadow of Bourbon behind this.

Know the words before seeing the old man leaving.

He just confirmed it thoroughly.

The old man asked him to thank a young man, but did not say the other person's name.

That is to say, someone once contacted the old man and pushed it behind his back, so that the old man came to Xia Mu.

But it didn't leave a name.

Because he knew that Natsuki would guess his identity.

"I only hope that the result will be what you want to see when the time comes."

Natsuki spoke faintly, then withdrew his gaze and drove away.

......

Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department.

As usual, the Metropolitan Police Department was full of busy figures.

Since then, the crime rate in Tokyo has remained high.

The police are busy every day, and have to resort to civilian detectives to speed up the speed of solving cases.

Officer Twilight, who had returned from attendance, had just entered the building when a subordinate approached him.

"Officer, the Star Directors told you to come over."

"I see."

Officer Twilight nodded.

Then he went to the office of the deputy superintendent of the Metropolitan Police Department, Noboru Stars.

Knock knock!

"Come in."

In the office, a majestic voice sounded.