"Saki, have you... done plastic surgery?"

"Yes, Mr. Hasegawa, the plastic surgery was very successful, but there are still some places that need to be wrapped in bandages, which may make you feel a little uncomfortable."

"It's okay, it's a good thing to be able to start your life again, but... do you have a place to live now?"

"No, I've been staying in a hotel before."

"Then, I can help you find a house nearby. The salary you pay may be just the normal price of the main force. After all, you have also seen it... Here I..."

"Do you still have to rent a house? Wouldn't that cost another extra money? Can I just live with Mr. Hasegawa? If you want to save the rent, Mr. Hasegawa can give me half of the rent..." The girl opposite Hasegawa stuck out her tongue after saying that, "Just kidding, I'm already very satisfied that Mr. Hasegawa can take me in. I'll give me such a job. I only need my salary, and I can help you cook and clean up the house."

Hasegawa looked at the girl. Although he could not fully see the other person's true appearance, the exposed area showed that even after plastic surgery, he did not make him look so beautiful, and he still looked like a girl next door.

Originally, I had lived alone for more than ten years, but suddenly a girl broke in, which made Hasegawa a little helpless.

"That...if you don't dislike it, it's okay to live in my place. I'll help you clean up another room later. There's some money here. You can buy some daily necessities you need. I may go on a business trip to investigate a case from tomorrow. If you encounter any danger at that time...you can search the police department for a lesson and find a person named Takasaki Sugi, who will help you arrange your next life."

Hasegawa said.

This woman was the woman he sat next to him on the Tokyo ring line before. The last bomb was discovered under her, but the girl was very calm.

After the bomb was removed, the girl did not leave her name, and Hasegawa said something like that in the future he could come to him.

As a result, the girl really came here.

And he also learned the girl's name.

【Chengchun Yakuzai】

The name sounds nice.

This woman, formerly named Nami Hanaya, was currently a wanted criminal because she killed the director and secretary of her acting company.

"Ah, is it so dangerous? Can Mr. Hasegawa not go?" Chiharu Saki said worriedly.

"No, I have to go, this is my duty as a detective." Hasegawa lied against his will. He didn't want this girl to know what happened to him.

It was an unbearable past.

After that, Hasegawa planned to help clean the house, but Chiharu Saki rushed in and cleaned up the house. Although it was still very simple, it was very warm.

At night, who was in their respective rooms?

Hasegawa thought in his mind what kind of things he would experience after going to Rose Manor tomorrow. No one knew about that before, so why would the owner of this invitation know about it?

But it's good, it's been so long.

It should be done.

Hasegawa turned over and looked at the tight curtains that blocked the moonlight outside, which looked a little worn.

At this moment, he suddenly felt like a home here.

Although he only lived in a girl, he also thought that he would pay more attention to some personal privacy at that time.

But I never thought about what I would do to the other person.

But even so, Hasegawa felt that his family had more popularity.

At least someone can talk to yourself.

"I just don't know what happens when I go there this time. It would be great if... could come back alive..."

And on the other side of the corridor, it should be called Qianharu Saki now.

Qianharu Saki was also lying in bed and couldn't sleep. Mr. Uemura helped her escape from the predicament and then asked someone to help her with plastic surgery. When she couldn't contact the doctor, she had already guessed that maybe the doctor was dead.

But she was still not afraid. All her emotions related to fear had already been lost from the 26th floor with the two people there in Kyoto.

Mr. Uemura gave himself a new life, and after he reported the situation of Hasegawa at that time, Mr. Uemura said that he could approach Hasegawa and it would be best to establish a good relationship.

But that's all, and I don't force myself to do things I don't want to do.

Otherwise, if you jump from one fire pit into another, you might as well die.

Perhaps, Mr. Uemura wanted to get some information by himself, but this was within his acceptable range.

People like Mr. Uemura must have such a powerful force in Tokyo. Although no identity information about the other party can be found on the Internet, he also knows that some names will not be exposed in front of the Taiwan Strait. Perhaps he is not just, but he is willing to help his unarmed self, that is enough.

After the complete surgery, she had thought more than once that Mr. Uemura had planned it before at the door of that room, just to think about it, and to think of herself as an intelligence officer.

But for a while she felt relieved.

Isn’t it normal to exchange a humiliating past and a tragic life in exchange for a new and free life?

Qianharu Hayaki, who is used to seeing all kinds of darkness, has long been used to it.

It was just the second time I had a contact with Ichiro Hasegawa today, and the other party seemed to be a relatively easy-to-talk person.

So she picked up her phone and sent a message.

"Mr. Uemura, I have moved into Hasegawa's house. What will I do next?" She asked just in case.

"Just live a quiet life. Protect yourself. You don't need to do anything now. You can adapt to your new identity first. I will come to you if you have any problems in the future. If you are in danger, please send me a message."

When Qianharu Saki saw these words, he felt a warm current surge in his heart.

"Okay, thank you Mr. Uemura."

"Well, take a break early and remember to clean up the chat history."

After that, there was no reply. Qianharu Saki deleted the chat records from the local and clouds, and then he fell asleep in the arms of the quilt.

Night falls.

Tokyo is still prosperous. Some people go to bed early and wait for the start of their next day's life, while others are still working overtime in the company to face the only lit screen.

No place will always be peaceful and peaceful.

Undercurrents, large and small, are surging in places that people cannot see.

Waiting.

Wait for all tributaries to come together.

It brings together the huge waves that everyone can see.
Chapter completed!