Zongman: Starting from punching in to get Little Doraemon

“Then I’ll go first, Miss Miyano.”

“After you grab a billion yen, I will come to you again.”

After getting the answer he wanted, Kitahara said goodbye with a chuckle, turned and walked towards the door of the bank.

This woman was as easy as expected.

Thinking so, the corner of his mouth unconsciously outlined a smile.

Star clusters…

Looking at the back of the departure, Akemi Miyano clenched the golden moon badge in her hand, and her expression became a little stunned.

Why did he know so many things, and—and why—did he choose to help himself?

She didn’t believe that this man who left would be so kind and unwilling to help him without asking for anything in return.

People do everything with a purpose.

“Are you willing to do anything…”

Remembering the question he heard in his ears, Akemi Miyano’s eyes became a little complicated, and she whispered softly.

But after thinking of her sister, she couldn’t help but take a deep breath.

If she could really take her sister safely out of the organization, then this deal – she accepted.

Thinking of this, Akemi Miyano put the golden moon badge into her pocket, and the complexity in her eyes gradually became firm.

And on the other side.

After walking out of the bank’s gate, Kitahara also walked slowly towards the location of the parking lot.

Now that the matter was done, he didn’t want to spend too much time here.

After all, I finally got a day off from the Twilight Police Department, but I can’t just waste it.

Sitting in the car, Kitahara took out the map screen used for positioning, and couldn’t help but chuckle after seeing the moon badge that had begun to move outward on the bank’s coordinates.

It seems that the woman has accepted her terms.

Next, just wait for Akemi Miyano to trade with ginsa.

Thinking so, Kitahara drove his white Porsche towards the city of Yonekacho.

Ding dong~

“…… Kazuka Nakano.? ”

After seeing the name of the person who sent the message on LINE, Kitahara couldn’t help but be a little surprised.

Because the tutoring class was at his house, the remaining four sisters of the Nakano family also exchanged contact information with him.

It’s just that among the quintuplets, only Nakano Nino can talk to himself – just like Kazuka Nakano, Kitahara still receives a message from her for the first time.

After clicking on the message, Kazuka Nakano’s chat interface also appeared in front of him.

Kazuka Nakano: Kitahara-kun, because I have to pursue my dream in the afternoon, I won’t go after school today, so please tell Dorae-chan for me.

Kazuka Nakano: Also, please don’t report to our father, please!

Looking at the message she sent, Kitahara was slightly stunned.

He didn’t expect that Yihua sent a message to himself, actually to ask for leave.

But – taking leave for the excuse of pursuing your dreams feels like an excuse.

Before he could reply, another message quickly came from the other party.

Kazuka Nakano: I have read it, then Kitahara-kun will trouble you, and I will invite you to drink Frappuccino~

You’re really self-conscious.

Looking at the news behind, Beiyuan Xun couldn’t help but raise his eyebrows.

After thinking about it, he replied with a quick typing with one hand.

Kitahara San: Got it, I’ll help tell your father.

After sending it, Kitahara turned off the screen of his mobile phone and dropped it in the co-pilot’s position.

The next moment, the mobile phone that was thrown aside rang several times in a row, and it sounded completely felt the other party’s impatience.

After a short while, the ringing of the phone finally stopped.

However, at this moment, he suddenly heard a shout from outside the car window.

“That white Porsche in front, park me to the side of the road!”

“…… Police? ”

Hearing the warning sound outside, Kitahara subconsciously glanced at the rearview mirror and soon saw the traffic police car following behind.

How did he feel about that police car behind him… Looks a little familiar, huh?

It won’t be Yumi Miyamoto’s traffic police car, right?

Thinking of this, Kitahara slowly parked the car on the side of the road and looked at the petite police car reflected in the rearview mirror.

“It’s still obedient!”

Seeing the white Porsche parked on the side of the road, Miyamoto Yumi snorted proudly, turned to Miike Naeko and said.

“You stay in the car, let me handle this little thing!”

“That senior…”

Bang!

Before Miike Naeko on the main driver finished speaking, Miyamoto Yumi directly closed the door and walked towards the white Porsche in front.

“…… That seems to be Kitahara’s car, right? ”

Miike Naeko looked at the somewhat familiar license plate number in front and couldn’t help but say the words behind.

Unfortunately, Yumi Miyamoto can no longer hear it.

“It’s really her.” (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

Seeing Yumi Miyamoto walking over quickly, the corner of Kitahara’s mouth couldn’t help but twitch.

It seems that her area is indeed a necessary place for her daily patrols.

“Hello, we see that you are in danger of using your mobile phone while driving – Kitahara?!”

As he approached the position of the main driver, Miyamoto Yumi also took out her police card and put it in front of the open window, and said with a serious face.

However, when she saw that familiar face, she suddenly opened her eyes wide and subconsciously exclaimed.

How… How could it be this guy!

“Good afternoon, Yumi Ko.”

After seeing her reaction, Kitahara said hello with a chuckle.

“You guy don’t call me by name so intimately!”

Yumi Miyamoto said as she gritted her little tiger teeth.

Obviously he used to be a senior, but now he actually started to call Xiao Yumi straight!

“What are you doing here without going to work, and you dare to drive illegally in front of us!”

Speaking of this, Miyamoto Yumi directly stretched out the police card in her hand in front of him, pressed her slender white fingers on the three words of the Ministry of Transportation, and said with half-empty eyes.

It seems to be a deterrent, but –

“I remember telling you yesterday that I would take a day off today.”

Kitahara reached out and held her soft and smooth wrist, and said thoughtfully: “It seems that Xiao Yumi’s impression of yesterday is still not deep enough.” ”

“You—don’t mess around!”

Feeling his wrist being held tightly, Miyamoto Yumi said calmly.

“Be careful I accuse you of assaulting the police!”