"Miss Shijing, what is the origin of this 'Amano Pharmaceutical'?"

Zhikura Touye, who was holding a business card in his hand, heard this problem.

"Oh my God! I said to Chikura, you won't even know this, right?"

Hearing his words, Misaki Ichii's face couldn't help but feel a little strange.

"Speaking of this... Amano Pharmaceutical's predecessor was a medical machinery company, which is a subsidiary of the Yumen Consortium. The Amano Family is the branch of the Yumen Family, which is the "Photographer's side branch". Although it is not as noble as the Yumen Family, it is not an ordinary family background..."

"I don't know much about the Chinese people."

This is the only way to explain Zhicang Dongye.

"Haha, this is true. The complexity of the Chinese family is really a headache."

Misaki Ichii did not intend to explain this issue in detail to Chikura Tomoya.

"No matter whether the family of the Omen family and the Amano family is, Amano Pharmaceutical is quite famous. Even ordinary people will understand it. After all, their clubs often advertise on TV, and many drugstores have Amano Pharmaceutical products. Do you have not seen them on TV?"

"Feel sorry!?"

Zhikura Tomoya was helpless. He was a time traveler and did not have much memory from the original owner. He really couldn't respond to the questions raised by Misaki Ichii.

"Forget it, this is not an important thing."

Misaki Ichii shook her head, and she picked up the iced coffee and took a sip.

"By the way, I remember, the current president of Amano Pharmaceutical is Soichiro Amano. I remember that his daughter should be the same age as you, and that daughter should also go to your Sakurasaka private high school."

“…Amano Saya.”

Misaki Ichii nodded desperately.

"Yes, she should be called this name. Speaking of which, you Sakurasaka is also a well-known private high school in Tokyo. It seems that many powerful people have been there..."

After hearing what she said, Zhicang Dongye's expression changed slightly.

"Don't classmate Dongye knows her, right?"

"No, don't know."

Zhikura Tooya denies it.

"It's better not to know anyone. Those rich people are equivalent to people from two worlds, as civilians, we should not involve those people."

Misaki Ichii said this thoughtfully.

"Ah, I'll almost forget about this. Speaking of which, I came here to give you this thing."

She took out a small bag she carried with her and took out a transparent plastic bag. The transparent bag contained several documents and fragmented small items.

"This is what your brother discovered when his friend in the detective office recently sorted out his belongings. It was the uncle Muzin. He was better. He heard that I was going to visit you, so he handed this to me and asked me to hand it to you."

"Thank you, Miss City."

Zhikura Tooya responded in a earnest tone.

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In the blink of an eye, the sky was covered with clouds, and soon, the raindrops were slow to rapid.

Bang!

A drop of rain as big as a bean hit hard in the palm of Zhicang's hand that was poked out into the air in Dongye. The palm was cold and cold.

He slowly withdrew his hand. Not long after, a large swath of rain poured down from the air, and Zhicang walked on the asphalt road with an umbrella in his arms.

After chatting with Misaki Ishii in an open-air cafe, it rained unexpectedly. It was getting late, and Chikura Tooya was planning to go back.

Misaki Ichii kindly asked if he wanted to send him back, but Zhikura Tomoya refused directly.

"This road is only one street away from my home, so I won't bother the city lady."

"All right!"

Misaki Ichii blinked at him.

"But you can't just rush into the rain like this, you'll catch a cold, and you'll lend this umbrella to you."

...

On the streets with a hazy rain, he walked home with an umbrella.

"I don't know if it was a coincidence or a coincidence, my brother Zhikura Nobuhidun actually had something to do with the Amano family where Saya Amano is..."

Zhikura Touye was in a heavy mood. It seemed like a sign that Misaki Ichii appeared again. Maybe the problems brought by his brother Zhikura Nobuhide have not been solved yet.

The cheapest brother Nobuhidharma was involved in some conspiracy or danger whirlpool, and he was also likely to get himself in with his aunt Samori Chihiro.

"I don't know what my brother is thinking? Didn't he consider the issue of his rash actions that would implicate relatives and friends."

Sighing softly, he picked up the business card in his hand and took another look.

"Is 'specialized' Chang Ye Hongming? Can this be considered a big shot?"

——In the corporate system of Japanese companies, specialization generally refers to the senior management of the board of directors who are not affiliated with the company and employees, and are considered senior management personnel serving on the board of directors in the company. However, even the senior management of a company is just a backbone of the company's senior management.

"However, Amano Pharmaceutical will be able to order the police to stop handling cases by sending only 'specialized'. The unreliable law enforcement departments in this country are even more exaggerated than I thought..."

Black is really darker than I thought.

Speaking of which, even law enforcement agencies like police have fallen to this point, it is also possible to imagine what other judicial institutions or government power organs look like.

"If I really get into trouble because of my brother's affairs, then I must also think of some ways to protect myself."

This is also impossible. He is just an ordinary citizen. If he has no place to rely on, he may be involved in some unpredictable storm.

The rain gradually became heavier, and the sound of the wind was whistling in my ears.

Suddenly, the cold hair suddenly appeared in the winter night of Zhicang, who was walking on the road with an umbrella, and he vaguely felt a certain danger approaching him.

(…behind me? It's coming!)

Realizing this, his body suddenly stiffened and his neck turned back mechanically.

Huh——Woo…

The bright headlights swayed behind him, and a small truck filled with sand and gravel rushed to his head.

Crack! The pain of the whole body being crushed to pieces spread throughout the body, and Zhikura Dongye's whole body was knocked into the air.

At the moment of death, a cold air flow from his heart surged into the roulette in his consciousness.

At the critical moment, the roulette that emitted a faint light turned counterclockwise.

...Time has begun to flow backwards.

Second after second, time reversed the flow, the scenery quickly retreated, and even the raindrops falling from the sky moved back into the air, like time rewinding, returning to the origin thirty seconds ago.

When Zhicang Dongye was awake again, he found himself standing in place with an umbrella.

"Car...I was hit by a car just now!"

His consciousness was very clear and he knew that he had just reversed time.

(It's a truck... A truck hit me, this is to kill me!)

As he thought, he turned around suddenly, and the light at the front of the car behind suddenly lit up—

Huh!

The truck that was soaring to eighty-year-old was heading towards him at full speed, and the momentum was clearly a matter of killing him.

Zhicang Dongye didn't have time to think too much, so he let go of his palm, and the umbrella in his hand was blown up by the strong wind, spinning in the air like a floating gaze.

His whole body also rushed up like a fish leaping, using the barrier of the strip green belt to avoid the truck whistling behind him.

“…It’s so dangerous!”

Zhicang Dongye, who had escaped the disaster, was frightened and scared afterwards.

No, this is by no means an ordinary traffic accident.

...He tried hard to recall the scene just now.

I vaguely remember that the small truck loading sand and gravel had no license plate number.

Moreover, I could see clearly the scene in the cab during the interval between time and time.

Yes, the one driving the minivan was a man wearing a woolen hat and sunglasses that covered half of his face.

"This is murder, the other party wants to kill me."

Zhikura Dongye calmly analyzed that this was a carefully planned criminal incident, a murder with an intention of disguising as a hit-and-run incident.
Chapter completed!