I can't be the hero of a romantic light novel

As expected, the Briefcase Man was kept out.

The screen turns and the advertisement cuts in.

“Biotech toothpaste that can treat oral cancer, chewing betel nuts no longer requires effort, and concentrated mint essence from Malaysia will keep you refreshed!”

This is the female star on the billboard last night.

Arakawa Kotoyuki stared at the screen in a daze.

Boom!

With a roar of thunder.

The typhoon arrived as scheduled, and the monsoon from the Pacific blew the city into chaos.

This year's climate is very abnormal. All three major circulations in the northern hemisphere are out of order. The La Niña phenomenon has intensified. The high temperature has left late and the substantial cooling has come early.

The sky was filled with dark clouds, so gloomy that they seemed to drip with water.

Soon, the rain poured down.

The majestic heavy rain blocked all the noise in the world, leaving behind the tyrannical sound of it hitting the ground hard.

When I first went out, it wasn't as bad as it is now. It's really sad that the weather is as fickle as fate.

This small apartment is like an island, a little crowded for two people.

Wuma Xingjin finished reviewing the knowledge points and took out a set of test questions.

Arakawa Kotoyuki still refused to give up. She held her mobile phone and kept sliding her slender fingers, clicking on the familiar avatars to send messages one by one.

Chapter 7 Come on over!

"asshole!"

Matsui Tatsuo, the leader of Xiaoping's group, slapped the scarred man in the face hard.

The scarred man's face instantly swelled up, and several arrogant and domineering Yakuza stood in a row.

Matsui Tatsuo looked fierce and said word by word:

"Didn't I tell you! This time I took the order from the Hitachi Consortium!"

"Can't even catch a woman, they're a bunch of losers!!"

Then he knocked down another boy with one punch.

The punching bag spat out a few bloody broken teeth and did not dare to speak.

Matsui Tatsuo wanted to chop these guys up and feed them to the dogs. He could still delay the Hitachi Consortium for two more days, just to see if he could catch the eldest lady of the Arakawa Group in these few days.

He took a short knife from the shelf behind his back and threw it to the ground.

"Now, each person leaves a finger."

After a while, the room gradually smelled of blood.

At noon, the wind dropped slightly, but the rain was still heavy.

People from the embassy approached the Tokyo police chief and reminded him that he would send someone to hold him accountable.

Soon, a car stopped in front of the Metropolitan Police Department.

Ichiro Saito wanted to step forward and open the car door to hold an umbrella for the other party, but was blocked by the bodyguard.

His fingers rubbed his sleeves. Are there recent cases against students from Eastern countries?

Perhaps it was to answer the questions in his mind.

Song Shang got out of the car, stretched out his hand to shake hands with the police director politely, and walked into the police hall with Saito. Without any nonsense, he went straight to the point.

"Last night our student called for help and told us that the Yakuza were threatening him."

Song Shang spoke neither hastily nor slowly, and had a gentle attitude.

The Eastern countries are powerful, and together with the United States on the other side of the sea, they are called the two poles of the world.

He usually looks like a generous rabbit, often providing aid to third world countries, and occasionally laughing off small losses.

However, he is famous for protecting his shortcomings when it comes to overseas compatriots, and he also attaches great importance to his citizens.

Many people often go abroad, and local governments are more worried about their safety than their own.

There is no way, once something goes wrong with these people from Eastern countries, they will have a headache.

There will also be some people who say in a sour tone: It is obviously just making a mountain out of a molehill.

It is said that even in the United States, where the streets are full of beautiful scenery, no wise person would aim the gun of freedom at the people of the East.

Except for those with power less than 1.8 joules.

It can be seen that when Chinese people go out and encounter problems in the local area, they will go to the embassy for help. It may not be easy to go to the police, but it is really effective to go to their own family.

Some Japanese people even commented online that

'Come over here! '

Saito Ichiro wiped away the non-existent sweat. The other party put a lot of pressure on him.

He obviously looks like a middle-aged man that can be seen everywhere on the roadside.

"Who is that child?"

"Wuma Xingjin, I saw that he is a good student."

"Then who is the Yakuza who is causing trouble for him?"

"I heard he said that the Yakuza organization's name is the Xiaoping Group."

I have never heard of this boy's name.

On the other hand, the Kodaira group is not a big group. It usually operates in the West Tokyo area and can be solved with just a phone call.

But the Hitachi Consortium behind Xiaoping's group is not something that a small police director like him can deal with.

According to rumors, this hunt for the eldest lady of the Arakawa Group is the finishing work after the victory of the business war between the Hitachi Foundation and the Arakawa Group.

He also received a small amount of remittance from the Hitachi Foundation before asking his subordinates to help secretly.

The Hitachi Foundation, referred to as Hitachi, is a family-owned company with a long history, spanning dozens of fields and with an industry market value of one trillion yen.

The position of the director of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department seems very majestic. With a single order, tens of thousands of police officers in Tokyo can be mobilized and dispatched at will according to their own will.

But in front of the long-established family, they can decide who will take this position.

"cough cough"

After coughing twice, Saito Ichiro seemed to have a bad throat:

"We have specially prepared tea shipped from your country, Yunnan. Let's chat while drinking it."

Accompanied by Ichiro Saito, Song Shang took a seat in the private office. The burly bodyguard with piercing eyes never left his side.

Saito Ichiro made tea by himself and brought the tea cup to Song Shang.

"No need"

Song Shang pushed away the tea without intending to taste it.

Eastern countries never export their finest tea.

Just kidding, I don’t even have enough to drink for myself, why should I sell it to you?

Most of the tea that foreigners drink is relatively mediocre quality and large-yield tea, which is the kind that even the working-class people in China are tired of drinking.

This drink from the East soothes the throat and has a mild and sweet aftertaste. It also has a considerable degree of cultural heritage.

Tea is a daily necessity, and countless quantities of tea are shipped to various parts of the world in containers every day.

Even so, drinking tea overseas is a relatively luxurious thing.

Ordinary families generally only buy during holidays.

Even if demand exceeds supply, tea is still popular all over the world due to its strength.

A great writer in England said this:

"If a person doesn't know how to drink tea, then he is vulgar and has no taste."

Saito Ichiro knew that Song Shang disdained tea of ​​this quality, so he said with a hint of respect:

"Actually, I know the reason for this."

Song Shang was in the main position, his clothes were as meticulous as his personality, and he said with a gentle smile on his face:

"is it?"

"Please tell me if it's convenient."

Saito Ichiro explained to Song Shang what he knew about the incident, except for the process of collecting money.

"They are looking for Kotoyuki Arakawa."

"I don't think I'll cause trouble to Wuma Xingjin for no reason."

Song Shang seems to be a parent who is worried about his children

"Wuma Xingjin is a good kid. We don't want criminals to affect his normal life and study."

Saito Ichiro first showed a look of shame on his face, and with the spirit of a great master, he bowed and said:

"This is indeed an oversight on my part, I'm very sorry!"

Then he assured:

"I can guarantee that no more Yakuza will come to trouble Wuma-kun again."

"But this matter involves the Hitachi Foundation..."

Song Shang saw the hesitation of the Metropolitan Police Inspector, waved his hand and said:

"We don't care who they want to arrest at the Hitachi Consortium, as long as they don't involve Wuma Xingjin."

Wuma Xingjin: Sorry, I've been dragged into it

"Ah, that's easy!"