I Just Want to Be an Ordinary Writer

bike?

No, if the pedal is broken, it may not catch up, and it is too obvious.

car.

Need a car.

As if there was divine help, a minivan swayed over.Probably not in a hurry, the driver is still singing out of tune to the car music.

Tanaka Qiuren gritted his teeth, took out his credentials and rushed up.

"Police! Stop!"

The driver must be an honest man, and his legs go weak when he sees the sign on the police officer's license on the Criminal Department's Search Section [-].

He got out of the car cautiously and asked cautiously, "Is there something... is there something wrong?"

"It's okay! I need to borrow your car for business! I'll pay you back!" After speaking, Tanaka Akito jumped into the car and left the stunned driver to catch up.

Oh shit!

FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK!

When I returned the car, I was afraid that I had to take the seat to express my apology.

The Metropolitan Police robbed the car?

Akito Tanaka felt that his future was dark.

——Hope your impulses will bring good results.

Thinking like this, Akito Tanaka called Misaki Kirihara, turned on the speakerphone, and threw it on the console: "Officer Kirihara!"

"what happened?"

"Kira-kun got into a woman's car."

"...Small things like this? Would you like to tell me how many times Kira-kun goes to the toilet a day?"

"Oh no! That woman! She's about 170 cm tall, with a slender body and long black hair!"

"...Gan! What about you?"

"Catch up!"

"Huh? Do you have a car?" Misaki Kirihara's voice revealed surprise—Akihito Tanaka has not been employed for two years, and it is said that he has no savings to buy a car. In addition, the office will provide a bus at ordinary times, so Buying a car has never been on the agenda.

But......

Now they are investigating the case in private.

Akito Tanaka's face twitched, and he said with difficulty, "I...'borrowed' a pickup truck on the way."

"Borrow? Ha?!! Are you robbing?!"

"......Feel sorry."

"Forget it, get ready to write a review. I'll accompany you to return the car later, keep up with Ji Liang-kun, and ensure his safety."

"Yes!"

......

In the car

Kira Yoshikage slightly raised his head and looked at everything that was fed back to him in the rear-view mirror, and laughed--Akito Tanaka... is he stupid or flexible?

"Jira? What are you laughing at? Do you remember something funny?" Sato Maki hurriedly turned his head and glanced at him.

Ji Liang Yoshikage nodded with a smile: "I did remember a funny thing."

"Ok?"

"It's just a small matter." Yoshikage Kira looked at Maki Sato's profile and smiled: "I was involved in an incident before, and a new person was sent by the Metropolitan Police to protect me. How should I say... . is a very slow person."

Sato Maki's hand holding the steering wheel suddenly tightened——'The Metropolitan Police Department sent someone to protect him? '

She glanced at the rearview mirror subconsciously and found that there was only a dilapidated pickup truck behind her, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

Look.

What an interesting conditioning.

Ji Liang Yoshikage quietly hooked the corner of his mouth and continued: "Yeah, he was targeted by a murderer."

Saying that, Kira Yoshikage showed an innocent look: "Speaking of which... I've been really unlucky recently."

He turned slightly sideways, as if talking to Sato Maki seriously.

The Killer Queen sat in the back seat with an expressionless and well-behaved face - right next to the suitcase.

It was confirmed that what was inside was indeed money—a little more than Kira Yoshikage had expected, 1200 million yen.

In addition to the weight of the suitcase, it is indeed a little more than 5 pounds.

Counting the latest information brought by Misaki Kirihara, all the details are aimed at Maki Sato—as if someone wanted things to develop like this.

Why do you feel that way?