Xu Cheng and Qiu Gongyue are not people who give up easily, not to mention that it is just a night of wind, and it is no problem to do it naked.
So they blew the wind and continued to wait.
The sky is getting brighter, and there are more vehicles and pedestrians on the nearby roads who get up early to go to work.
Xu Cheng, who had been blowing in the cold wind all night, pushed his bicycle home with a fairy spirit on his face. He felt like a fool for actually standing outside and blowing in the wind all night.
If Qiu Gongyue knew about this stupid thing, she would definitely laugh to death.
Apart from him, there is no other person in Japan who is so stupid.
Xu Cheng returned home, took out the key and was about to open the door when he saw Qiu Gongyue carrying a box and appearing from another direction.
The two looked at each other, startled slightly, and then said at the same time: "Where did you go last night? Why are you back now?"
The voices of both parties were filled with deep resentment.
I've been blown away by the wind all night, but I still have the nerve to come back?
Qiu Gongyue was the first to react, put away the resentment in her tone, and said coldly: "I just went to work. This is normal. Why doesn't Mr. Landlady stay up at night?"
Due to work reasons, she occasionally stayed up at night. This had been her habit for half a year, but Xu Cheng, who was squatting at home, actually stayed up at night, which was rare.
"Only a wife would care about her husband staying out at night. Qiugong-san, are you taking too much care?"
Xu Cheng yawned: "Besides, I didn't stay up all night. I just went out for cycling in the morning."
Qiu Gongyue snorted slightly.
Do you think I'm stupid? I stayed outside all night and didn't see you come out of the house.
And with the look of your two dark eyes, it’s obvious that you stayed up all night without sleeping. Will you die suddenly if you continue to exercise?
However, Qiu Gongyue also knows that going too far is not enough, and if she continues to ask questions, she will easily expose herself.
Seeing that she didn't ask any more questions, Xu Cheng opened the door, and the two of them entered the house one after another, and then went back to their rooms.
When they returned to their rooms, the two of them suddenly had an idea in mind - there was something wrong with this man (woman) who stayed out all night.
Qiu Gongyue still had energy to think, but Xu Cheng was already exhausted. He didn't even take off his clothes, so he just lay down on the bed, closed his eyes, and waited for the dinner to begin.
A few minutes later, he suddenly jumped out of bed, turned on his computer, and published a new chapter of his novel, which contained only one line.
"Sorry, I ate Wallace last night and turned into Splatoon. I'm in the hospital on an intravenous drip today, so I can't update."
After sending out the leave request, I lay down on the bed and fell asleep directly.
In his current situation, there is no extra time to write. Although I feel sorry for the readers, I have to do it occasionally.
I have my own reasons, and I believe readers will understand me.
…………
Hiroshi Takatani was called out of bed by a phone call in the middle of the night.
He pushed away the blond girl under the quilt who had studied English with him last night, and then grabbed his mobile phone, feeling so angry that he wanted to have a seizure.
But after hearing his subordinates report what happened, he was so angry that he had to hold it in and let it out in the form of a fart.
By the time he drove to the Aomori mansion, the crime scene had been cordoned off and the bodies had been taken away by forensic doctors. However, there were still large stains of blood on the ground, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood, like a slaughterhouse.
Dozens of people died. This is definitely a huge news that shocked Tokyo, not to mention the crime-related nature of the deceased. If it can be reported, it will be a proper headline news in Japan tomorrow.
Hiroshi Takatani did not want to take on such a big case at all, but according to the on-site investigation, there were probably only two murderers - footprints that did not belong to the deceased were found in the woods.
Two murderers were able to kill dozens of people with firearms. They were obviously not normal people, and this was not a normal criminal case.
The Metropolitan Police felt it was too hot to handle, so they immediately handed it over to the Countermeasures Department.
The murderer has supernatural powers, so I asked your Countermeasures Department to take the blame... Bah, I asked your Countermeasures Department to uphold justice.
"Professor."
Ono Masahide saw the section chief arriving late and hurriedly came over: "There is news from the Metropolitan Police Department that a home invasion and murder case occurred in Arakawa District. The murderer is suspected to be a person with abilities. The Metropolitan Police Department wants our Action Section to hand over."
Hiroshi Takatani's face suddenly darkened. There were no clues about the last arson case, and only a few days ago another mass murder case emerged.
He had just arrived, and another case occurred, and it was also related to people with abilities.
He finally understood why the former head of the Action Class One, who was so strong, could do seven times a night, but ended up having to go to the hospital for an intravenous drip after only half a year of work.
If it were him, he wouldn't be able to withstand such torture.
Before Hiroshi Takatani could arrange for the manpower to be handed over to Arakawa District, his cell phone rang.
He took a look, hurriedly walked to a place where no one was around, picked it up and answered it with a very humble attitude: "Minister."
The person who called was the head of the Countermeasures Headquarters. His resume and background were extremely mysterious. It was said that he was a big shot in Tokyo that even the old plaster flag could not offend. He could knock out Hiroshi Takatani with just one sentence.
The minister's voice was very heavy, with suppressed anger: "Takatani, you must do your best on this case of the Aomori Group. I will give you higher authority. You must treat it as a top priority and find out who the murderer is as soon as possible. Anyone who has any clues must inform me as soon as possible, do you understand?"
Hiroshi Takatani only felt a hammer called pressure hitting his head hard, making his forehead buzz.
Even the minister called to put pressure, which shows the importance and urgency of the case of the Aomori group being wiped out.
He couldn't say that he wanted to resign. In the end, Hiroshi Takatani could only reply with a bitter look on his face: "I understand, Minister, and I will try my best."
"It's not about trying your best, it's about doing it. If you can't do it, show me the door. Come to Gaogu with all your energy. I'll wait for your good news."
Listening to the busy signal on the phone, Hiroshi Takatani stood there for a long time.
He suddenly felt his scalp was a little itchy. He stretched out his hand and scratched a few strands of hair.
Hiroshi Takatani's face suddenly darkened. I'm only 45 years old. Why did I start losing my hair at such a young age?
I've only been the head of this bullshit class for a few days, and I've already lost my beautiful hair.
Just when Hiroshi Takatani was feeling sad about his hair, Ono Masahide came over again: "Section Chief, there is another news from the Metropolitan Police Department..."
"enough!"
Hiroshi Takatani finally lost his temper. A loud shout interrupted Ono Masahide's words and startled him.
The class principal, who lost his hair at a young age, had a gloomy face and was surrounded by low pressure.
Even if the minister comes to exploit me, even the Metropolitan Police considers me a trash can, right? Throw everything here.
Feelings: I am your irritated little daughter-in-law?
Unfortunately, there was no one to vent his anger on, so Takatani Hiroshi could only hold back his anger.
After adjusting himself for a while, he rubbed his face with both hands, and then said to the bewildered Ono Masahide: "I don't want to hear any news about the Metropolitan Police Department now. Come to me when it's more convenient for me. Do you understand?"
Ono Masahide nodded: "I understand, section chief."
Hiroshi Takatani reached out and patted Ono Masahide on the shoulder: "Do a good job, and I will give you a salary increase later."
After saying that, he left without looking back.
Ono Masahide looked at Hiroshi Takatani's back and said excitedly: "I will work hard and I will not let you down, section chief."
Hiroshi Takatani came to the scene of the crime, looked down at the hair falling out of his palms, and sighed deeply.
If I go bald, will I also become stronger?
