I Just Want to Be an Ordinary Writer

"As I said, he is not afraid of the dead."

"...It's people who always break down."

"Hey..." The man sighed: "That's why I felt a long time ago that your sister is more talented than you."

"Oh. It's a pity that she's a coward and doesn't pay attention to your favor. You know? Even a cockroach can make her cry all day, cowardly!" The woman sighed here:

"It's a pity that this time she didn't die... I thought that when I was a child, whenever I was severely reprimanded, I would think of someone who died and put it into practice... Those few cardboards are enough. Blame him! Ji Liang! Blame him for appearing in the hospital by accident!"

"...Really? You think it's a coincidence? Hehe... Then let's not talk about Xiaoxiang, let's talk about Ji Liang. You want to use the corpse to frighten him? He won't." The man was on the phone He said calmly, "I haven't had time to officially meet him, but I know he won't."

"Don't expect to use your tricks to induce me." The woman said with a sneer, "I know what to do!"

"...Hehe...Then I want to ask you, among the people you can get in touch with, how many people are willing to die for money?" The man seemed to sneer, even in his words Shang Disdain: "And how much cash do you have that you can use to mobilize? Huh?"

"you shut up!"

It seemed that she was hit by a pain point, and the woman hung up the phone ruthlessly.

She irritably lit a cigarette and took out a picture from the drawer.

It was a yellowed, poorly pixelated photo of two little girls.

The taller girl smiled brightly at the camera, while the other just stared gloomily at the camera—she didn't seem to like taking pictures.

The woman raised her hand and brushed the face of the gloomy girl in the photo, with a soft expression: "You, he made you a wanted criminal that everyone shouted at, and I'll make him a corpse soaked in fear. Fair enough, isn't it?"

"It's just you..." The woman lowered her head and stuck the photo to her chest, whispering, "Where are you?"

The door of the lounge was knocked, and the employee outside shouted through the door: "Miss Sato, your sister is here!"

It was only two o'clock in the afternoon when Yoshikage Kira and Kasato Sato arrived at the printing factory.

At this time, the printing factory had just started working in the afternoon, and there were hurried employees everywhere.

The sound of the machine running, the conversation between employees and employees, the loud communication chosen because of the rush - ah... what a common group of people living.

Unfortunately......

Kira Yoshikage looked at everything in front of him coldly - it was too noisy.

"Ah, Kira-kun!" Sato Kagami pulled Kira Yoshikage's sleeve, pointed to the front and said, "That's my sister!"

It seems that she has a different kind of worship for her sister, and Sato Ka's expression is much fresher than every moment before.

She ran towards the woman who was approaching her, with a pleasing smile: "Sister Maki!"

Sato Maki responded calmly and looked at Kira Yoshikage.

She stretched out her hand to Yoshikage Kira and said with a smile, "You are Mr. Kira? Xiaoxiang sent me a text message just now. My name is Maki Sato, and I'm the person in charge of this printing factory. That's right~ Also Your... 'Book Lover'."

Oh?

Kira Yoshikage looked at Sato Maki with a tepid smile.

Book fans...?

He looked into Sato Maki's eyes as usual, and smiled lightly - the way this "book lover" showed his love was really... cold~

Kira Yoshikage didn't look at her for a long time, and turned her attention to Sato Maki's outstretched hand - the hand was stained with ink, the tiger's mouth was gray, the knuckles were slightly convex, and the nail polish was a little off.

Not refined.

It's a pity... not refined.

Kira Yoshikage smiled and reached out and shook hands with Sato Maki, "Just call me Kira, 'teacher' or something..." Saying that, Kira Yoshikage's smile was shy: "I'm not used to it. It's always . . . weird that people outside the publishing house call me that."

"Really? That's good luck." Sato Maki turned around with a smile, "I'll show you our printing factory? Ah, although there's nothing to see..."

Look.

What an indifferent "book lover", who has no objection to the change of name - a poor disguise.

Then the problem is coming.

Why is this meaningless pretense?

Kira Yoshikage looked at Sato Maki's back with interest - it was really interesting, when he put the suspect on Sato Kakashi, suddenly a guy with flaws jumped out.

A person who has all contacts with Kaori Sato can naturally come into contact with the things in the ward, and has a logical reason for going in and out of the publishing house, and...can inquire about the reasonable identity of Kira Yoshikage's itinerary - "book fan".

The woman with her back to him seemed to be shouting at him with her actions - 'It's me!it's me!Everything is done by me! '

But concluding by guessing is not Kira Yoshikage's style.

His habits are very good—

Since there is doubt, it is necessary to...argument.

Kira Yoshikage followed behind Sato Maki, occasionally bowing his head in response to a few words from Sato Kaori, and patiently strolling around the huge printing factory.

Finally got to the office.

Sato Maki asked someone to pour two cups of coffee, and smiled and took out a copy of "Rose Hunter": "I wonder if you can sign my name for me."

"Of course." Kira Yoshikage had the same smile on his face - just a smile, the simplest thing in the world.

He raised his hand and clicked on the cover of "Rose Hunter", and lowered his eyes to hide the dim light in his eyes.