I Just Want to Be an Ordinary Writer

Fernando frowned, rather frowning - this kind of abrupt end made him very... uncomfortable.

It's like finding a good short-term partner and preparing to go to Wushan with him on a romantic night, the woman suddenly blows out the scented candle at the head of the bed, and calmly says, "I'm married"... generally heart-warming unpleasant.

He took out his mobile phone and subconsciously wanted to complain to Aoba Tong.

But Qing Yetong's phone number came in one step earlier.

Fernando looked down at the caller ID on the screen of his mobile phone, and the smile in his eyes carried a rare truth: "Has Aoba missed me a lot these days?" The city is also good.

Although there are reinforced concrete everywhere, no matter how you look or feel, you can't experience the romance from the fast-paced life in this city - but unexpectedly, it's not bad.

"Can you come to the Metropolitan Police Department now?" Aoba Tong automatically ignored his teasing and lowered his voice slightly: "Something happened."

"Ok?"

Fernando blinked, "Aoba, do you have a fever?" He shrugged half-truth and said, "If I go...then I won't be mysterious at all~"

"...I'll send you a location, let's meet there."

Even through the phone, Fernando could hear the helplessness in Aoba Hitomi's voice: "But I'll go with Officer Kirihara."

"Can I know why?"

"Yes." Qing Yetong said softly: "Someone came to report the case and said...she was possessed by an evil spirit."

"puff!"

Fernando laughed out loud: "It's more useful to go to the shrine to pray at this time?"

"It's true." Aoba Tong didn't know where to start: "Anyway, it's... oops, I don't know how to say it, anyway... you'll understand when you see people."

After speaking, Aoba Tong hung up the phone.

Immediately afterwards, Fernando received a positioning - a tea room not far from the tram station in the city center.

"It's so capricious~"

Fernando shook his head and put away his phone.

Then.

Just change your destination~

Sendai Metropolitan Police Department

Misaki Kirihara came out of the Metropolitan Police Department with a wonderful expression on his face.

She took a deep breath, turned to look at the girl beside her, and said softly, "Don't be afraid, now..."

It was finally time to see the person behind Hitomi Aoba, but Misaki Kirihara didn't expect it.If I have to get to the bottom of it, the reason is probably Aoba Hitomi's sentence "If Officer Kirihara wants to beat him, please do it harder".

What kind of person is...

Can the people who work under him say such things?

Misaki Kirihara shook his head, looked at the worried look on the girl's face and sighed: "Let's go see someone together, then... don't worry, you just need to live a normal life."

The expression on the girl's face did not become any easier when she heard the words.

She nodded slightly, pursed her lips and sat in the back seat of the car.When Kamiya Aoba Hitomi squinted hard and looked at himself, the unease on his face was even more disturbed—it always felt like... as if he was asking for help from the wrong person.

"Can I know that gentleman's name now?"

Kirihara Misaki started the car and drove towards the destination tea room.

Aoba Tong opened her mouth and glanced at the girl beside her.

"Wait a minute, we'll meet soon, won't we?"

The voice fell, and the car fell silent.

In the small carriage, only the uneasiness lingering around the girl affected everyone in a tangible way—not too far away, they quickly reached their destination.

In response to Aoba Hitomi's request for "absolute secrecy", Misaki Kirihara was also bleeding profusely.

She looked up at the tea room in front of her, remembered her savings balance and sighed leisurely - I wonder if the Metropolitan Police Department will reimburse this kind of consumption...

Shaking his head to dispel his inappropriate thoughts, Kirihara Misaki handed the car keys to the boy, followed by the waiter who greeted him with a smile and entered.

"This beautiful lady, can you tell me your phone number?"

Before walking in a few steps, Kirihara Misaki heard a rather pleasant voice.

It's a pity that what the owner of the voice said was not very good.

She glanced sideways, it was a man with red hair and blue eyes.

The man has an excellent face, and the deep eye sockets under the brow bone show a bit of melancholy under the light and shadow of the tea room - but he doesn't look very melancholy, and the green eyes are smiling at the red-faced waiter in front of him.

Scum.

Kirihara Misaki pouted and continued to walk inside.

Fernando was always paying attention to the people passing by, and he caught sight of the speechless expression on Aoba Tong's face, and immediately raised his hand with a bright smile: "Yeah~ Aoba!"

Misaki Kirihara turned his head sharply to look at Hitomi Aoba.

Emphasize-