I'm a Light Novel Master in Japan

【call--! ! 】

Suddenly, the sound of wind blowing from the crack of the window made Li Yan's peaceful state of mind suddenly disturbed.

It's this feeling again, as if a car is about to crash...

【Dong dong dong! ! 】

At this time, Li Yan's cell phone suddenly rang again.

This time, Li Yan saw a familiar name.

——【Ryuhui Kusanagi】.

Li Yan hesitated, and immediately, he stretched out his hand and answered the second call in the dark.

As a result, Ryuki Kusanagi's hoarse and deep voice came over the phone: [Uesugi-sensei, I'm Kusanagi, can I come to Tokyo Haneda Hospital now? 】

……

10:25 minutes.

Li Yan took Aoi Miyamori's car and came to the emergency room of Tokyo Haneda Hospital.

"Cough cough cough!!"

After Li Yan was sweating all over, a cold wind was blowing, and he couldn't help coughing.

"Wait a minute, Li, you look like you have a serious cold, wait for me to get closer..."

Miyamori Aoi shouted hurriedly.

However, Li Yan had already rushed out of the car door and rushed towards the emergency room.

In the operating room on the third floor, the lights in progress were still on.

In Sanhe Bunko, the authors and illustrators under Kagurazaka Ayame have gathered in this corridor.

Kasumigaoka Shiyu, Sawamura Eri, Shitong Guoguang, Shiina Mashiro, Chishou Village Sei, Izumi Masamune... Even Izumi Sagiri, who never goes out, heard about this and walked out of the door...

"teacher……"

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu realized that Li Yan's state was not right, she stepped forward and wanted to ask, but she realized that Li Yan's eyes were even more wrong, so she hesitated for a while and didn't ask any further.

In the dimly lit emergency passage, with a dull atmosphere, Li Yan walked along the passage and came to the door of the operating room.

"...Now...how is Miss Kagurazaka?"

Li Yan asked with his back to the pale surgery door, his voice hoarse and low, as if to stabilize his emotions.

"The doctor didn't come out. I heard that he was sent in at nine o'clock. At that time, he was unconscious."

Eiri's nose was red, she wiped her eyes and said.

"...Miss Kagurazaka." Izumi Sagiri looked at the door of the operating room, covered her chest, and whispered.

"Kusanagi-sensei also suffered some injuries because she protected Kagurazaka-san, and she is still dealing with it."

Shitong Guoguang looked at Li Yan and said, "I heard from Longhui that Miss Kagurazaka was very smart to look for Mr. Kusanagi in the used car market, and at nine o'clock persuaded Mr. Kusanagi to go back to discuss countermeasures with everyone. But just as she was about to drive over, she was hit from behind by a red sports car."

As a result, when the twists and turns had turned, in the dark night, there was no clue of the vehicle that caused the accident. Kagurazaka Ayame and Kusanagi Ryuki were both hit by the car and rolled to the ground.

red sports car...

Li Yan suddenly woke up in a trance.

That GNR? !

In the wind and snow, like fangs, he has been staring at his supra's old enemy.

——[Please give me more advice in the future, Uesugi-sensei. 】

Kagurazaka Ayame was wearing a black formal suit, and his shrewd appearance reverberated in Li Yan's mind again.

Soon, Miyamori Aoi hurried over with the information, but she saw that one, the author of Sanwa Bunko, who had been engulfed by darkness.

【call--! ! 】

The cold wind in the corridor was blowing Li Yan, as if he had been hit by a car, his soul took off.

"..."

Li Yan was extremely annoyed and recalled his own judgment on Kagurazaka Ayame during the day.

The 70% accuracy rate has always been accurate, and the result... But this time, he bet the wrong chip and lost to the remaining 30% wrong prediction...

Chapter 271 The Pilgrim's Journey (1)

At 9:32 in the morning, in the driving school test room in Chiba Prefecture.

Li Yan, who was sitting in the cab, heard the instructions for the test and the precautions, and quietly prepared to start his last driving test in the driving school.

"Ho...ho..."

Li Yan continued to gasp for breath, and his sense of holding the steering wheel was weakening.

Such a self, hiding from the driving school, signed up for this day's graduation test. After passing this test, he took the graduation certificate and went to the Japanese police department to take another written test directly, and he was soon able to get the driver's license. .

"……damn it."