"Hello? Shi? What's the matter? ”

Xicheng picked up the phone, without any greetings, and asked straightforwardly.

"Ahh Something is true... It's about the young lady next door to Master Xicheng. ”

The manager of Ishimura on the other end of the phone quickly reacted and answered.

Next door...

Xicheng's eyebrows twitched, and after thinking for a moment, he asked:

"You mean Rina?"

"That's right, her father, Ichiro Asakawa, called me today and said he wanted me to lend him another sum of money, which was about eight million yen."

Ishimura's voice sounded a little puzzled: "Because Master Nishiro has ordered before, if there is any movement in Ichiro Asakawa, I will report it to you... So I'm holding it down for the time being, you see... To borrow or not to borrow? ”

"I don't borrow it."

Xicheng Shi didn't hesitate for a second, and answered simply.

The last time Ishimura helped Asakawa pay off his gambling debts, he totaled 6 million yen, which is equivalent to the salary of an average white-collar worker in Tokyo for two years.

This time, I will borrow another 8 million yen.

Do you really think of yourself as a money printing machine?

There is no obligation to provide for a social waster.

"Nothing else than that?" Xicheng asked rhetorically.

"Hmm... There are no major problems on the side of the Kornji. ”

"Then I'll hang up." Xicheng stretched out his hand, just wanted to hang up the phone, then thought about it, and added: "Do a good job, Shimura, I'm optimistic about you." ”

After all, Ishimura is the best tool to use at present, and it is safer to appease or appease.

"I—I see! I will definitely do my best for Master Xicheng! ”

Hearing Nishijo's words, Ishimura was in high spirits, and he stood up with a snap, his face flushed as if he had been beaten with chicken blood.

The call hangs up.

Satisfied, Risaki Ishimura sat down again, full of energy.

Ah! Really! Master Xicheng treats me as a close follower.

Next, work harder and become the No. 1 dogleg, the No. 1 thug of the West City Mage... That's not a problem at all, is it?

He stretched comfortably.

On the other side, the West City House.

Looking at the call that had been hung up, Xicheng put down the phone and groaned.

It's impossible to borrow money from Ichiro Asakawa ... But why did Ichiro Asakawa ask himself to borrow 8 million yen?

Is it to pay off gambling debts?

Or is there another purpose?

Xicheng Shi frowned, and he couldn't help but glance up at the time.

It's two o'clock in the afternoon.

According to Rina Asakawa, she should come back to visit after school in the afternoon.

Her elementary school was about 3:40 a.m.... If you calculate the time it will take for her to walk back, she will be here at about four o'clock.

However, Ichiro Asakawa's inexplicable act of borrowing money made Nishijo-shiki feel uncomfortable in his heart.

It's not quite like paying off gambling debts... On the contrary, there is a feeling of desperate betting, borrowing money and running.

After thinking for a moment, Xicheng made a decision.

He swiped open the address book and made a direct call to Rina Asakawa's mobile phone.

It doesn't matter if the other party is in class, you can get a safe message, and you can apologize later.

Such trifles are harmless.

"Didn't answer..."

Xicheng-style stared at the communication page for a long time.

I can only get a blind sound of 'beep, beep, beep'.

Call...

Xicheng Shi exhaled, he temporarily put down the matter on the side of the White Mist Miko, decisively got up and went out, and walked straight to Asakawa's house next door.

Reached.

Ring the doorbell.

The crisp electric bell rang a few times in a monotonous and lonely manner.

There was no sign of human voice inside, revealing an indescribable sense of oppression.

Is no one home? Or is it...?

Xicheng-style mind sinks.

He didn't ring the doorbell any longer, he went down the stairs and came to the rental manager's door instead.

He rang the doorbell as he spoke:

"Is the manager of Changyuan at home?"

Xicheng waited outside for about a minute, and the door opened, and a middle-aged, half-bald man stepped out of it.

"Ahh It's Xicheng-kun, what's the matter? ”

The manager of Changyuan was still very impressed by this young man who gave him good wine, and he asked happily.

"I'd like to ask about the Asakawa family next door."

Xicheng quickly organized the language, but before he could finish speaking, the manager of Changyuan looked at him strangely:

"Asakawa family? His family still came to me today to go through the procedures for quitting the rent, and the gambler of Ichiro Asakawa said that there were other things in the room, so we can deal with it..."

"Quitting the lease?" Xicheng-style heart jumped.

Ichiro Asakawa is planning to abscond in arrears? And also brought Rina Asakawa with you? ... No, that little girl is very smart.

And she is obsessed with repaying her kindness and returning favors.

She wouldn't do this kind of thing without saying goodbye.

And most importantly... She also said today that she would come over to visit in the afternoon.

"yes. He said that he wanted to take Rina to live elsewhere, so he went through the procedures for returning the rent... But in fact, there is no rent to be refunded to him, and it is already the end of the year. ”

The manager of Changyuan still has a good impression of Xicheng style, and he opened his mouth to answer for Xicheng style.

"I want to ask, did Ichiro Asakawa tell me where they were going?"

Xicheng didn't panic, he kept calm, and the questions were one after another, so that the managers of Changyuan couldn't react.

"I didn't say that." The manager shook his head.

"I'm sorry, manager Nagagaki, can you tell me Ichiro Asakawa's mobile phone number? I have something I want to ask him. ”

Renting a rental property will definitely leave the corresponding personal information with the rental property manager.

This is a very normal thing.

"It's a bit of a trick to do... Personal privacy is a matter of principle and law. ”

The manager looked embarrassed.

After all, Japan is a country that values personal privacy, and there are clear laws that prohibit the illegal disclosure of other people's personal information.

"I'm in trouble, Manager Nagagaki."

Nishijo took out the white paper bag from his pocket and stuffed it into the other party's hand without changing his face.

Feeling the thickness of the paper bag in his hand, the manager of Changyuan narrowed his eyes: "I thought about it, laws and principles should also make way for human favors... And it's not a good idea to have Rina follow that kind of bastard. ”

"I'll go in and check the phone number he left,"

He nodded vigorously.

"I'm in trouble."

Xicheng said without the slightest emotion.

Ichiro Asakawa ...

This bastard thing!

If you don't pay it back, forget it! even kidnapped his little chef?

Was this an attempt to murder him?

If it weren't for the food that Rina Asakawa cooked, his appetite for being raised would not have been solved with a quick bento.

And that bastard gambler... Nishijo felt that he wanted to do more than just this...

Anyway...

After meeting, teach each other a hard lesson... This is already an established fact.

The Xicheng-style gaze is steady and gloomy.

There was a clicking sound at the knuckles—