"Is Yokoyama-san out of danger now?"
Midorikawa Hikari stood at the door of the ward, looking at the boy who was on a ventilator inside.
"Absolutely. You should ask the doctor here for specific details."
Mochizuki looked at the blood-stained clothes, took them off with some disgust, and threw them directly into the trash can.
"What should I do now? Should I send you home or continue to the place I told you."
Midorikawa Hikaru smiled and handed over his casual jacket. He still believed in Mochizuki's judgment more than the doctor.
"Of course we are going to our destination!" Mochizuki replied matter-of-factly.
"Oh, but you haven't reported to the Metropolitan Police Department for two consecutive days. If you continue like this, can you really get paid?"
Midorikawa Hikaru was puzzled that his salary was not so easy to get.
"As I said, I'm taking a break."
Mochizuki angrily put her hands into the pockets of her coat, and found a few lemon candies, and she stuffed one into her mouth in surprise.
"Hey, I can't tell that you actually like to eat such sour candies."
"I saw that Officer Mochizuki had a special liking for this kind of candy, so I took a few more."
Midorikawa Hikaru took the candy and threw it into his mouth. The sour taste of lemon candy can immediately restore the dull nerves to normal.
Looking at it this way, this candy is more valuable to him than wine.
"Officer Mochizuki, do you like lemon-flavored cakes?"
Midorikawa Hikari suddenly had a whim, looking at the candy wrapper in his hand, he suddenly felt the desire to cook.
"Lemon, it should be a little sour!"
Mochizuki swallowed her saliva. She loved eating it, but the lemon-flavored cake sounded a bit like dark cuisine.
"Next time I have a chance, I can make it for you to try."
Midorikawa Hikaru pulled up Mochizuki's coat, and the two of them went directly to the parking lot.
Since Officer Mochizuki has no problem, he can only risk his life to accompany the gentleman.
Fortunately, Gin was not in Japan during this period, and the codename members in the organization were basically messing around, so there would be no problem if he didn't show up for a few days.
"Now, this is our destination this time. It fits your needs very well. The most important thing is that the land price here is relatively cheap."
Midorikawa Hikaru threw a map to Mochizuki, with a dot highlighted on it.
"Shanni Temple!"
"The name sounds interesting, but the place is a bit remote. How did you know this place?"
Mochizuki opened the car window. The air in the mountains was particularly fresh. After being affected by the exhaust fumes of the big city for so long, she just wanted to close her eyes comfortably.
"I stayed here while on a mission, and accidentally overheard a bit of the owner's privacy."
Midorikawa Hikaru touched his itchy nose. In fact, he was just trying to get Mochizuki away, and this location was just an excuse.
But the scenery here is very nice, and Officer Mochizuki will definitely like it.
Midorikawa Hikaru has no hope at all for this acquisition plan. The land price here is very cheap, but unfortunately, the owner who owns it is an out-and-out tough guy.
If two money-minded people come together, there will probably be no good results.
"What privacy?"
Mochizuki didn't notice Midorikawa Hikari's discomfort, she was obviously more keen on gossip.
Midorikawa Hikaru smiled slightly and whispered to Mochizuki the secret he had overheard.
"Oh, is it true?"
Mochizuki's eyes sparkled. The next heir to the temple fell in love with the monk in his own temple under the condition of marriage, and the two planned to elope together.
A Japanese temple is not so much a temple as a different kind of company, and the heir of the temple is equivalent to the president of the company.
Therefore, the abbot has a great intimidation effect on the monks in the temple. After all, if they are unhappy, they can drive away the monks in the temple.
"So, as long as the two of them successfully elope, this temple will have no successors, and it will also offend the heir of another temple."
Mochizuki's eyes kept rolling. If the young couple managed to run away, the old host would be so sad that he might be able to reduce the price for her.
"Theoretically, this is correct, but the old host is not someone who compromises easily."
Midorikawa Hikaru warned Mochizuki in advance that the Japanese attach great importance to family inheritance. Very few people would sell their ancestral property, and that stubborn old man was even less likely to do so.
"Let's pretend to be ordinary tourists and go have a talk first."
Mochizuki nodded fiercely. Only by knowing yourself and your enemy can you be victorious in every battle.
If the young couple had run away, she would have a chat with the host. If they had not run away, she would have to help anyway.
The heir to a large temple was cuckolded for no reason. She didn't believe that she could swallow this breath so easily. The old host had to shed a layer of skin no matter what.
When the time comes, she will pretend to be the wronged one, bring warmth to the bullied old abbot, and take over his temple at the same time.
"The road here is quite difficult."
After planning the blueprint in his mind, Wangyue began to look at the road into the mountain with a critical eye.
Japan's forest coverage rate is pretty good. Although the entire land area is only about the size of a palm, people like to squeeze together and do not develop these areas.
Therefore, the road into the mountain is not only difficult to walk, but also full of dirt roads. When it rains, this place is simply a disaster movie.
"After all, it's a mountain road, so it should be difficult. If you feel uncomfortable, just close your eyes and lie down for a while."
Midorikawa Hikaru slowed down. The road was only built to the foot of the mountain. The road up the mountain was really difficult, and there was nothing he could do about it.
"You said that after I buy this temple, I will apply for a loan from the Highway Bureau in the name of tourism development. Is the success rate high?"
"It sounds as unreliable as Matsuda trying to teach the police chief a lesson."
Midorikawa Hikaru held the steering wheel with one hand and unbuttoned his collar with the other hand.
The windows have been closed, and the air in the car is a bit dull.
Mochizuki was not discouraged. She held the newspaper in her arms and began to think about how to get more money.
"arrive."
Midorikawa Hikari parked the car in an open space in front and called Mochizuki to get out of the car quickly.
This is the mountain gate of Shanni Temple. The real temple is still above, but you can only walk up it for the rest of the journey.
Mochizuki looked around, and all he saw were pink cherry blossoms, which were very different from the style of the underworld.
But it doesn't matter. When the time comes, she can add some technology and hard work, and then let these ignorant people take a look.
After all, a place that is full of fairy spirit during the day will become even more gloomy at night.
"Can't we build a cable car or something here?"
Mochizuki grabbed Midorikawa Hikari's wrist and looked at the endless steps one after another. She wanted to fly up directly, and her legs were about to cramp.
"Keep on holding on, we'll be there soon!"
Midorikawa Hikaru was a bit dumbfounded. With Mochizuki's strength in kicking people, his physical fitness was not that weak. It seemed that he still lacked exercise.
"If we don't hurry up, we'll miss lunch."
Midorikawa Hikaru stuffed a lemon candy into Mochizuki's mouth and tried to cheer her up. The vegetarian food at Shanni Temple was not bad, but the price was a bit expensive.
"learn."
