Sunny day, good scenery.

In room 209, a sudden shout rang out:

"Where the hell is the phone?"

At the same time, Qing Anran also sat up from the bed suddenly.

The sun is just right, just a little dazzling.

Qing Anran looked into the room with her eyes half-open and cute.

There was no woman named Tomie beside him, and there was no sign of rummaging through the bedside cabinet.

"Sure enough, I was just dreaming all along."

"But...... What a real dream. ”

"I knew it was a dream...... It's a blood loss. ”

Qing Anran touched his arm, and it seemed that there was still residual warmth of Tomie's body on his arm......

Such a fragrant dream always makes people can't help but reminisce, and Qing Anran is no exception.

Bell Bell Bell –

At that moment, another rapid ringtone accompanied by a vibrating mobile phone rang.

Following the prestige, the mobile phone is on the bedside table, and the screen displays the caller's information.

Did Mr. Matsumoto call?

Qing Anran cleared her throat and picked up the phone.

By the way, I glanced at the phone screen, and it was already 9 o'clock in the morning. What's more, there is also an icon for missed calls on the screen.

In other words, it is very likely that this is not the first time that Mr. Matsumoto has called.

"Hello."

"Hello, I'm Junpei Matsumoto from Shengben Hotel, is it Mr. Qing?"

"Mr. Matsumoto, it's me, is there anything wrong?"

"Sorry to call you early in the morning, but it's great to know that Mr. Qing is okay!"

"Mr. Matsumoto, I'm sorry, I don't quite understand what you mean......"

"That's right, I passed by the yamen this morning and heard that something happened over there in Chihaya. Let's wait until we meet in the afternoon, as long as Mr. Qing is fine. As compensation, I will also add an additional fee on top of the original commission. ”

"Thank you for taking care of you!"

"Mr. Qing is polite, then goodbye."

"Okay Mr. Matsumoto, goodbye!"

Soon, there was a "beep" sound on the other end of the phone.

Apparently, Mr. Matsumoto had already hung up.

Qing Anran threw her phone on the bed with a happy face, her eyes shining with gold.

It is said that everything is difficult at the beginning, Qing Anran originally thought that the first entrustment would encounter many difficulties, and it was even possible that he would not get the final payment.

I didn't expect Mr. Matsumoto to be so generous, I really met a nobleman!

When you eat ramen today, let's add a piece of pork cartilage extravagantly!

It's not too early, and he has to continue to refine the assessment, so he doesn't plan to sit on the bed anymore.

Get up, put on a pair of pants, walk into the bathroom, turn on the faucet, and bury your face.

The icy cold water stimulates the nerves and leaves the skin feeling refreshed.

Qing Anran raised his head, looked at himself in the mirror with water beads on his hair, his face changed slightly, he pursed his lips, and muttered to himself: "However, what happened to the yamen in the morning that made Mr. Matsumoto so anxious......"

……………………………………

Toshima Ward, present-day Izumi Edogawa Park.

Sweaty Matsumoto, sat on a park bench, hung up the phone, and put it back in his pocket.

Then, with a long exhale, he closed his eyes and leaned back.

He was so fat that the wooden bench creaked as he leaned back in his chair.

However, Matsumoto Junhei didn't care, and moved his fat body to make himself more relaxed.

This morning, it was too tiring for him.

The body is tired, and the heart is tired.

This matter has to start with the Yamen at the gate.

……………………………………

In this world, the yamen is the main institution organized and created by the government to maintain local law and order.

The Sekiguchi Yamen is responsible for the security of Toshima Ward.

It is located to the north of Imaizumi Edogawa Park, near the location of the Ikebukuro Main Road.

The Guankou Yamen was established very early, and it began to operate in the era of the old Dongying Kingdom.

That is to say, today's pass yamen probably still retains its original appearance.

Whether it is the Yamen stone lion or the drum of grievances, they are still there.

It's just that the modern office has long made the drum lose its original role.

But at 7:40 a.m. this morning, the drum was beaten again.

Anyone with a little common sense knows that if you need to report the case, you can go directly to the yamen hall to register, and rashly beating the drum of injustice will only get yourself into trouble.

But in the end, this person called Ryota Ozawa still knocked it down.

"Help!"

"Help...... Who's going to save me! ”

Ryota Ozawa knelt and hugged the drum of grievances, crying loudly at the entrance of the yamen.

Soon, many onlookers were summoned. In addition, there were two officials who hurried out.

"Sir, please don't be in a hurry, if there is something to go in and talk slowly."

"Nonaka, evacuate the crowd, I'll take this gentleman to the office."

"Okay, squad leader."

Soon, Tataro Tachibana, the head of the class, helped Ryota Ozawa into the yamen.

After entering the yamen, the team leader quickly led him into the case hall.

Room 107 of the Desk Hall is his office.

The office is not large, with only two workstations and a small conversation room.

The other workstation is that of Yasuki Nonaka, who is his apprentice and is now in charge of helping him.

Tachitaro asked Ryota to sit down first, and then poured him another glass of water.

From beginning to end, Ryota was crying all the time, and her body was shaking incessantly.

The brand-new trousers were already wet and wrinkled by him.

Seeing that Ryota was so nervous, Tachibana Tataro planned to calm his emotions first.

"Mr. Ozawa, right?" Tataro Tachibana compared the information of face recognition and said slowly: "If you encounter something, please let us know, and the yamen will definitely solve it for you." ”

"Really?"

"The yamen will really solve it for me?"

"Yes, you'll fix it for me!"

Suddenly, Ryota's tear-stained face was raised, as if he was grasping a life-saving straw, his eyes were round, and he was clutching Tachitaro's hand.

The way he looks really makes Tachitaro a little embarrassed.

Fortunately, Tataro Tachibana's temper is very good, and he can see that Ryota seems to be stimulated.

"Yes, Mr. Ozawa, we will do our best. Please calm down and tell me what happened. ”

Tachibana reassures Ryota as he takes his notebook and pen and prepares to start taking notes of the case.

Ryota nodded hurriedly, his eyes still erratic.

"I ...... I said, I'll tell you all. ”

"My girlfriend is...... It's a ghost, she's going to kill me, tonight! ”

"Yes, tonight...... She's talking about tonight. ”

When Ryota said these words, her voice was very small, and she secretly looked to the side from time to time, as if she was afraid of being heard.

Tachitaro stopped the pen in his hand, and he had seen a situation like Ryota before. That time because the man cheated, he was threatened by his wife, and he was so scared that he didn't dare to go home, so he came directly to the yamen.

As for what Ryota said about his girlfriend being a ghost, Tachibana Tataro directly ignored it.

Soon, he proposed an opinion plan for Ryota: "Mr. Ozawa, if it's just a matter of relationship, we recommend that you communicate with your lover on the phone first and talk calmly." If you do feel that you have been physically threatened, you have the right to apply and we will decide whether or not to intervene in mediation depending on your situation. ”

"Are you listening to me?" Ryota stood up and slammed the table hard: "Didn't you hear, I said she was a ghost...... It's the devil! ”

"Calm down first, and if Mr. Ozawa is here to solve the problem, please cooperate with me and let me know what happened. If it is only for the purpose of venting emotions, we also have the right to take necessary coercive measures against you. ”

As he spoke, Tachibana Taro's eyes were deliberately fierce. He is an old man in the yamen, he is steady, and he knows how to control the situation quickly.

Ryota seemed to be frightened by his gaze, and spread out in his chair, beginning to recall the painful experience......