Chapter 668: A Strange Phone Call
The next day, Pei Ziyun arrived at the park like yesterday, and someone shouted, Pei Ziyun saw that it was two policemen and a cashier.
"Is it an inquiry?" Pei Ziyun turned around and went in, and what he saw was a minister of inspection, and the cashier bowed his head slightly and said, "Yamada-san, don't be nervous, this is Ishizaka criminal, just ask." ”
"Yamada-san, are you exercising in the park?"
Keigo Ishizaka looks to be in his forties, probably under relative pressure, with a little gray hair, a fat body, and a harmonious appearance.
"A police officer from a quasi-professional group. Pei Ziyun pursed his lips for a long time and didn't say anything, why Dongying wanted to be admitted to a prestigious university, it was actually very simple, that is, it implemented the de facto imperial examination system.
The ranks of Tung Ying are composed of Inspector, Chief Inspector, Chief Inspector, Inspector, Supplement of Police, Inspectorate, Inspector of Police, Chief of Inspectorate, Inspector of Police, and Inspector General of Police.
But from a prestigious school, even if you are selected, you will be made up by the police department, and ordinary universities are showmen, and patrols are done, generally speaking, until retirement, it is just a police department - basically the ceiling is the police department.
If you graduate from high school, you won't have a reputation, you will be an inspector all your life, and you have been working for ten years, you can see the hard work, give a chief inspector, the man in front of him is more than forty years old, and the police rank is the director of inspection, and at a glance, you can know that he is from a quasi-professional group.
It can be said that in Dongying, if you can't get admitted to a prestigious school, whether in the government or in the company, there is very little room for promotion, and even if you have some talents, you can only be a middle and lower-level cadre for the rest of your life.
Pei Ziyun was slandering, and Keigo Ishisaka was not surprised, it was natural for the child to be nervous, he said with a smile: "Don't be nervous, can you tell me what this man is talking to you?"
What is very interesting in Japan is that the Japanese actually rarely migrate, most Japanese only live in the same place all their lives, only work in one company, and there are familiar people around, so the Japanese do not have a unified ID card, and the police at the police station will greet people who go to work and go to school at the door of the police station every morning, that is, Tokyo has a lot of floating population, which is a bit special, and this attitude is quite normal.
Pei Ziyun naturally bowed his head and told the situation at the time, Keigo Ishisaka nodded, recorded it, got up and bowed slightly, and said, "I'm sorry for you, Yamada-san." ”
Watching Pei Ziyun go away, a young inspector was puzzled for a while, and still asked: "Group leader, this kind of case is not murder, it is suicide, the matter is very clear, is it necessary for us to do this?"
"It's indeed suicide, if you want to commit suicide by taking poison, you can just go through a procedure. ”
"But it's seppuku, it's very professional, it's scary, maybe there will be follow-up troubles, we do things thoroughly, there is no harm. Keigo Ishisaka replied: "You don't know how to cut the stomach, this kind of pain is not something that ordinary people can endure, and he is not wrong." ”
"Maybe it's a martial artist ......"
"You're a policeman, and you've seen the photos, it's a standard seppuku, and he died twenty minutes after seppuku, but the man didn't make a sound, and the waiters not far away didn't pay attention, which was terrible. ”
"Not to mention that most of the martial artists are performers now, even if there are traditional martial artists, it is difficult to endure this pain, do you know why there is a mistake in seppuku, it is this kind of pain that even the fiercest samurai in ancient times can not bear. ”
"It's still not over, we have to get it done so that we don't have to be unnecessarily responsible. ”
"Hi, I see. The young policeman said, bowing his head to thank his seniors for their teachings.
Pei Ziyun, who had spent an hour exercising, returned home, for the real scientific self-cultivation, more than an hour of exercise is a chronic suicide, most of them are a last resort for results, but for Pei Ziyun, a martial arts master, there is no need to lose his life.
One hour is enough to keep the body at the right level of metabolism and continuous growth.
Pei Ziyun, who was sitting cross-legged at the square table, turned on the computer again, and found the email, and when he looked closely, it was the email of the editor of the Baishi Academy Publishing House.
Pei Ziyun's eyes lit up, clicked, and looked at the screen.
I saw the editor reply: "I am honored to inform you that not only I, but also my colleagues and the editor-in-chief agree that your short story "Samurai under the Cherry Blossoms" has been adopted by our agency and will be published in the near future......"
After reading the reply, Pei Ziyun stood up and turned around a few times.
The internal integrity of Japanese society is not bad, and Shiraishi Gakukan Publishing House is a reputable publishing house, and it will not deliberately lower the remuneration, but even if you are a writer who has just debuted, the remuneration will not be very high.
"Is a short story not enough for your own expenses?"
"I have a manuscript, but Japan doesn't like to change jobs, not to mention multiple submissions for one draft, even if one person submits more than one manuscript, it is easy for people to think that there is a problem with integrity. ”
Stability and loyalty are important considerations for employment, temporary workers don't matter, frequent job hopping is taboo for regular employees, and more than two times in a lifetime will affect employment.
Authors are better and can work with multiple publishers (newspapers and magazines), but submitting articles to multiple publishers at the same time is not welcome.
"It's not okay for the copyist to submit articles to multiple publishing houses, even if it's to ask for money, he can only use a pseudonym, and he can't be frequent, after all, this circle is very small. ”
"Moreover, it is a pity that the pseudonymous submissions, even if they are all high-quality products and are adopted, are also given newcomer manuscript fees. ”
"Forget it, this time it was published in a newspaper or magazine, and I sent it the last time "The Change of Katomen", and if it was adopted again, I put it on Mitsuki Ibuki's best feature, "Who is the Second Man", which won the 7th Hirakawa Award, and the first edition was sold in 20,000 copies, and then it was reprinted 5 times in a year, and 90,000 copies were sold. ”
"If you get 6,000 yen for a manuscript, the 180,000-word bill is 280,000 yen, and if it can be published, even if it is 8% royalty rate for newcomers, it will be 4 million yen. ”
"Enough, I don't rely on works to make a living, besides, this is my debut, and then I will release the great god in the field. ”
"Mizuda's works, but they are big killers, and they will certainly not fade without major changes in the Japanese social environment, and they are still classics. ”
"If you put the eleven classics in the paddy fields, you can eat them for a lifetime. ”
"However, this is far away, the short story publication is okay, if "Who is the Second Man" is published, the editor will definitely have to visit, will you be surprised to see me?"
In Japan, publishers use the authorship of writers, and even if a book cannot be sold, royalties must be paid to the writer.
Thinking of the editor's surprised expression, Pei Ziyun couldn't help but smile happily.
"However, the most important thing for me now is to solve the problem of how to travel alone - I am too young!"
"Not to mention anything else, the elementary school graduation parade, but the class set off together, and there is no reason for elementary school students to travel alone. ”
"I've got to figure out a way. ”
"Yes, I can contact Mako Takamori first, and then use the name of Mako Takamori to get convenience for me. ”
Chiba
The train was crowded with people, and the smell of sweat and perfume was mixed everywhere, and although the passengers were habitually silent the whole time, it was only a habitual endurance.
Mako Takamori grabbed the handrail, her face tired, sweat dripping down her sideburns, and looked at the car window: "Grandma Aoki next door called, Noriko has a fever, how is she?"
The car window reflected her, she was actually only twenty-eight years old, but her face was haggard, she looked like she was in her thirties, and she really wanted to cry at this time.
At this moment, the mobile phone rang again, could it be Grandma Aoki's phone or the debt collection phone? She hesitated for a while, and then took out her mobile phone in her bag, and the call persevered, and she did not hang up for a full twenty seconds.
"Huh...... It's not ......" shows a strange phone on the phone screen.
Mako Takamori was frightened and stunned for a while before answering the phone.
"Hey, may I ask what ...... you are?"
"Ah, it's Takamori-san!" The voice was quite young, but the tone was also quite calm, and he said, "I'm Shinichi Yamada." ”
"Yamada-kun, who are you?" Mako Takamori was very confused, she didn't know this person, listening to this voice, maybe it was a college student, this shouldn't be a debt collection call!
"I'm contacting you at the behest of Ishiwatari-kun. ”
"Ishiwatari-kun...... Is it Makoto?" Mako Takamori heard this unexpected name, like a thunderbolt, and could barely breathe.
"Yes, Makoto Ishiwatari. The voice on the other side continued to speak calmly, as if he heard some voices, saying, "Are you inconvenient now?"
"Then you can call later, I'll be free here at any time. ”
"Hey, hey!" It was not polite to call on the train, and after the partition, Mako Takamori was on the way to the last few stops, she shook her body, her eyes were distracted, she almost missed the class, she got off the bus in a hurry, arrived at a place, turned around slightly, turned into an apartment, and then quickly ran up.
"Noriko, what's wrong with you?" Seeing that the door was ajar, her voice was a little crying, and she had nothing but Kiko now.
The door opened, revealing a woman in her sixties.
"Aoki-san, did you take care of Noriko, thank you so much. Takamori Mako hurriedly bowed deeply and thanked her, and hurriedly entered, and saw an eight-year-old girl who was sleeping, and she seemed to be in good condition, and she touched it and was a little relieved.
"Mako, although I'm very busy at work, it's also important to take care of Noriko...... Hey!" The old woman wanted to continue, but looked at it, but sighed: "Find a man who can take care of you and Kiko!"
Mako Takamori said goodbye to the old woman with tears in her eyes, and then closed the door, and looked at her daughter, and slowly began to sob, she did not dare to be loud, so she had to whimper in a low voice, and her voice was full of helplessness.