2021-02-24

  Chapter 43: Anxiety when caring for people

The content of the next talk show began to become boring and Normally, most of the topics are talked about by empty women in island countries, and there are no more sensitive words like at first.

Until the woman named Asaka Fukai retreated behind the scenes and the makeup artist was about to apply makeup to her, a serious-faced woman wearing framed glasses suddenly walked to her, her ears low. The voice said:    "Madam, something happened to the Senator."

"What's wrong?" Asaka Fukai frowned, waved his hand, and asked the makeup artist to leave the room.

The woman with glasses replied: "The mansion was attacked by a group of unknown characters. At that time, the congressman was in the room with a woman. It was almost done."

"That waste will only cause trouble !"

Asaka Fukai's face suddenly turned ugly, and he cursed in a low voice.

The woman wearing glasses stood silently and silently stood aside.

sighed, stroking his forehead helplessly, Asaka Fukai asked with a headache:

"Is it okay?"

"No, just Suffering a little bruise, she has been taken to the hospital." The woman standing by the side immediately replied.

Asaka Fukai nodded, her slender eyes narrowed slightly: "Well, let’s go back and deal with this matter first, it’s really a waste of worry."

"Hi ."

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Natsume Kaede holds the steering wheel with one hand, with the other arm resting on the window.

The cool night breeze blew his hair up, and neon lights kept passing over his face.

It is another incident that seems not simple to be involved in for no reason.

He didn't know if it was because of his own fate and the island nation's conflict that so many things happened within a month of coming here.

Turning the steering wheel steadily, Natsume Kaede suddenly thought of something.

I haven't finished the work I was doing just now, and I still had a fight there. Does this mean I can't get my 10,000 yen salary?

Natsume Kaede is a little confused.

"Damn it, that's the result of my labor!"

It doesn't matter if you fight a fight, it's just exercise after a meal, but you can go around for a few hours. Why don't you even have a salary anymore?

No, he seems to have not even eaten dinner tonight!

How can it be repaired!   Natsume Kaede smashed the steering wheel and suddenly felt a little angry.

No way!

Tomorrow, I have to call the foreign affairs office of Araki to ask for a salary. I have no credit and hard work. The poster screen is left with the final work, so I can't just do it for him.

And I can use it when I was intimidated by those black clothed persons at work, maybe I can get some mental damage fee.

The more he thought about it, the more reasonable he felt.

I was about to finish my work. Suddenly, a group of fierce men beat and looted me, scaring myself very much. They are such a big group, they have to give themselves this little worker ten- Twenty million yen for mental damage, right?   What? No?

If the other party really doesn't give it, Natsume Kaede will have to let them be fair to themselves even if they endure the possibility of being exposed by the police!

Find some media newspapers, workers' federations and the like, went to Fukai Daxiamen to comment on themselves.

It’s just for the image of their group that I don’t care about such a small amount of money. After all, ten-twenty million for a consortium, there are more than so many leaks from the hair follicles on the feet.

Natsume Kaede's eyes brighter as she thinks about it, and her mouth opens with a grin at the end.

The vehicle drove smoothly. Looking at the dark night, he unconsciously touched his hand in his pocket and took out his mobile phone.

It is a very dangerous thing to play with a mobile phone while driving. If it weren't for Natsume Kaede's ability as an old driver, he would not normally play with a mobile phone while driving.

Since he doesn’t like being disturbed at work or sleeping, he was woken up by the Araki foreign affairs phone last time. Under normal circumstances, he turned off his mobile phone to mute. .

The main reason is that I haven't looked at the phone for more than two hours. When I went to the warehouse to drive in the afternoon, I sent a message to Izumi on the tram and did not receive a reply. It is estimated that the other party was not looking at the phone at that time.

But when I want to come here, I must have returned the news on the line. He didn't remember it for a while on the road just now. He kept thinking about the things that happened in Fukai Building and whether there was anything wrong with the old lady. Now that I remembered, I naturally wanted to check my phone.

After all, caring is mutual. Since the last time I saw Izumi at his door looking at him pitifully, he also felt that he had to lead by example. If you go home early, you can ask Izumi to go home too early.

The two of them siblings have no relatives in this strange and familiar city. Even if they hang out with friends, there must be a limit. After all, the beautiful things in this city are not necessarily more dark than the dark.

Natsume Kaede actually did this to establish a "family tradition."

Putting his index finger on the fingerprint sensor, he drove the car and looked straight ahead, opened the lock screen and took the phone to the upper right side, so as not to affect his driving vision.

It's just that Natsume Kaede just glanced at the content on the phone screen and couldn't move his eyes away.

The line information prompt is at the bottom, there are only two.

At the top of the line message prompt icon, there are nine suffixes behind a green phone logo!    Natsume Kaede couldn't help but slightly lifted his foot, slowing down the speed of the car, and all the attention was drawn to the phone, because the contact displayed above was:   Amamiya Izumi!   An ominous premonition suddenly rose in his heart.

Natsume Kaede glanced at the time displayed on the phone, 20:48   He never believed that Izumi called him that many calls before this point in order to call him home.

"Don't be okay"

He meditated quite nervously in his heart.

Finger paused, dial out directly, and attach the phone to your ear.

Toot~Toot~   Toot~Toot~    Natsume Kaede was a little irritable listening to the blind tone in the phone, but no matter how annoyed at the moment, I can only wait patiently for the other party to answer.

"Natsume senpai?"

The phone is connected.

But it's not Amamiya Izumi's voice.

"I am, who are you, Amamiya Izumi by your side?" Natsume Kaede frowned.

"This is Tsuzuki Hua, Amamiya-san is by my side."

A cold and familiar voice came from the phone.

The person who answered the phone was not Izumi. Natsume Kaede couldn't help but ask: "Then please let her answer the phone. Why are you calling me so many calls? Is there anything wrong?"

"Well, something is wrong."

Tsuzuki Hua, who was on the other side of the phone, spoke a little fuzzy.

"What's the matter?"

Natsume Kaede felt a little bit in her heart.

After being silent for a while, Tsuzuki Hua’s voice slowly came from the microphone:

"Amamiya-san is making a transcript. You should come to us as soon as possible. Takanawa Police Station in Minato District."

tone barely fell.

呲呲呲! ! !   A sharp sound of tires rubbing against the ground suddenly sounded on the street.

The truck's worn-out tires suddenly slipped out of four clear car prints on the ground, and flakes of green smoke floated from the tires.

"How to drive asshole!"

His sudden brake almost hit the car behind him, and the owner immediately rolled down the window and stretched out his head, shouting dissatisfiedly.

But Natsume Kaede simply didn't care.

Right hand quickly shift gears, step on the accelerator pedal to the end, and the steering wheel is instantly full with one hand.

The vehicle flicked its tail, and the entire body rushed out when it was about to turn over. The engine started violently, leaving only a crimson taillight.

(End of this chapter)

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