It was nearly evening, the lights were on, the sky was still dark blue, and the sun was tired of drooping its head and slowly sinking.

Hoshimi Mibu and Nana Hashimoto walked out of the subway entrance and walked towards the old apartment building with shopping bags, and there were occasionally two or three dog barks in the old alley, but other than that, there was only the sound of two people talking.

The road in the old alley is a bit potholed, and on rainy days, a puddle of water splashes when you accidentally step on it, and few cars will drive here with difficulty and twists and turns. There are two exceptions to this in Hoshimibu's brief impression of Lao Xiang, once when her mother drove in to find her regardless of her, and once today.

Hashimoto didn't notice the ruts of the cars running over in the old alley, but she noticed Hoshimi's sudden slowdown, "Is it something too heavy?" Give me a little. She reluctantly moved the full shopping bag to one hand, and with the other free hand gestured to remove the bag from Hoshimi's hand.

"No, this thing doesn't sink when you carry it." Hoshimi dodged Hashimoto's outstretched hand, smiled and changed the topic: "I was just surprised that the old building I passed by just now, the triangular plum blossoms in the wall were so good, they all ran out of the wall and hung out, it was very lively." ”

Hashimoto glanced back suspiciously, the pink buds bloomed brightly, and even being surrounded by branches and leaves could not stop the intrusion, and smiled in agreement. She has walked the road of the old alley many times, and in her memory she never seems to have noticed that there were naughty flowers on the wall and peeking out.

"Just noticed?" Hoshimi looked at Hashimoto's slightly open mouth in some surprise amusement.

Hashimoto was noncommittal, and his free hand suddenly attacked, rubbing Hoshimi's scattered hair, and it was messy like a nest of birds. Hoshimi, whose hands were trapped in the shopping bag, could only stare at Hashimoto with his eyes wrinkled and his nose furrowed, and his non-offensive eyes were only exchanged for the raised corners of Hashimoto's lips in return.

"Bullying me again......" Hoshimi shrugged his shoulders and looked up at the sinking sky in despair, as if he was also mourning for her miserable treatment every day.

"Let's go home." Hashimoto patted Hoshimi on the back, then reached out and took the largest pocket in her hand, straightening up and walking towards the apartment.

Hoshimi looked at Hashimoto's long figure, and the pockets of both hands were bulging, and his back was straight, like a cedar, standing alone, but proudly upright.

She couldn't help but slander in her heart, it seems that the masseuse's orthopedic skills are really good, Nanamin's back seems to have become extraordinarily straight, I don't know if she also seems to be more energetic? Some of the tortures were definitely not in vain.

Hoshimi saw that Hashimoto did not slow down because of himself, and hurriedly followed and walked side by side with the other party.

As soon as he walked outside the apartment and saw the stairs, Hashimoto noticed the police car parked downstairs and looked around a little nervously, but Hoshimi didn't react much, and just led Hashimoto straight to the stairs.

"Officer, that Hashimoto-san is Fu Zai's neighbor. The one next to her had only recently moved back. The administrator followed a police officer in a police uniform, who was still taking notes from time to time.

Hashimoto was reluctant to get closer, and she knew from the unusual smell that something difficult must have happened here.

Hoshimi nodded in greeting with a frank face, but his footsteps did not stop at all.

"Hashimoto-san? Please leave it for a while, if it is convenient we need to ask you something, it will be fine soon. The policeman picked up a pen and approached the two men.

Hashimoto asked suspiciously, "Did something happen?" ”

Hoshimi didn't speak, and there wasn't the slightest surprise on his face, as if everything was taken for granted.

"Yes, we just caught a stalker, the criminal is already a regular criminal, he was arrested once before for following an underground idol, and then it turned out that he has become more and more aggressive, not only following the idol but also secretly filming and stealing things. Just yesterday, we received an anonymous report that he committed another crime and got a video of him flipping over to your balcony......"

When Hashimoto heard this, his eyes instantly locked on Hoshimi beside him, Hoshimi just shrugged his shoulders innocently, did not speak the whole time, and quietly waited for the police to interrogate.

"Although the stalker has been caught, I still need to remind you to pay attention to your personal safety, after all, the evidence shows the video of your balcony ......" said the policeman's eyes subconsciously looked at Hoshimi, who had never reacted much beside Hashimoto.

From the beginning when the police mentioned the word stalker, only Hashimoto's face clearly flashed worry and uneasiness, and Hoshimi looked like he didn't care about himself at all, and he was obviously a neighbor who was very close to each other, so his indifferent appearance was even more noticeable.

Hoshimi noticed the suspicious eyes of the police, turned sideways to block Hashimoto, who was still a little uneasy, and asked, "Since he was caught, according to the evidence accumulated so far, he should be sentenced to more than ten months in prison." ”

"Maybe, look at the prosecutor......"

"That's hard work, let's go first." Unable to get the desired answer, Hoshimi grabbed Hashimoto and skipped the police before preparing to walk up the stairs.

Unlike Hoshimi's calmness, Hashimoto's expression finally had a huge wave, and before Hoshimi opened the door, Hashimoto quickly asked, "Is it you the anonymous whistleblower?" When did it happen? ”

"Yesterday."

"I ask you when you found out... I found out that there was a stalker living next door. The words "stalker" seemed to be full of great threat, and Hashimoto felt a cold sweat constantly oozing from his back just by mentioning it.

Hoshimi looked at the other party's reaction and asked softly, "Nanamin herself should have found out, right?" That's why I started looking for a house again. She asked more affirmatively, remembering the comparison information she had seen on the living room table.

Hashimoto frowned and nodded, his expression solemn without a hint of relief.

Hoshimi quietly closed the door and skillfully arranged the contents of the shopping bag into categories, and looked at Hashimoto's back molars inexplicably itching, and wanted to go up and bite her.

"Explain things to me first."

Seeing Hoshimi naturally plan the dinner arrangement, completely forgetting what he was still worried about, Hashimoto finally couldn't help but lower his voice and ask again.

"Confess what?" Hoshimi looked at her with a puzzled expression, "Are you still talking about stalkers?" Based on the evidence I handed in, such as trespassing, phone harassment, stealing, and criminal record, I think he can also stay in prison for 10 months. ”

Saying that, a hint of pride appeared on her face and said: "I got some of his personal information from the administrator in advance, and then I searched the Internet and found that he was only warned by the police in April this year, and then I also found the network ID he used to confirm that he is not actually a fan of Nanamin, but just happened to move here." That's why I didn't rush to clean him up. ”