Who are you scolding for eating soft rice?

Chapter 54 54. I just want to see if calling the police is useful
Takiya Ze frowned when he heard the word.

Look ahead through the windshield.

Although I came near Hikawa Shrine, I was at least two streets away. In front of me was an open space without gravel. The open space was surrounded by rusty barbed wire on both sides, and there were two oak trees planted on the left and right sides.

The oak leaves are lush, like two screens.

There are several large iron frames under the tree.

Discarded tires, iron racks, old home appliances, and bundled cardboard boxes were placed in the open space and piled up into hills.

But at this time, under the oak tree, there were two young men with yellow hair who were shouting loudly. They didn't know what they were talking about. In a hurry, they picked up an iron rod from the rubbish dump next to them and knocked down the shelf. He pushed the gray-haired old man impatiently.

The old man was stooped, and looked as if he could be blown down by a gust of wind. After being pushed twice, he staggered into the two-story bungalow with a helpless expression.

"what happened?"

Takiguzawa frowned and asked.

"Those two people are the nephews of Grandpa Urakami and his son-in-law. They defected from Tottori Prefecture a few years ago. Uncle Murakami introduced them to jobs before he was alive, but he resigned every time he couldn't work for a few days. He spent all day at the shrine. While doing nothing, sleeping in an Internet cafe, relying on Uncle Murakami’s family to help out, after Uncle Murakami passed away, he would often come to ask Grandpa Urakami for money, and if he didn’t give it, he would smash things, he is an out-and-out scum!”

Qingyi Koizumi's voice sounded like gnashing of teeth.

It was obvious that they were not new acquaintances to those two people.

According to her, Takiguzawa quickly figured out the ins and outs, and it was nothing more than a story of lazy, unfilial children and elders in the family, but this one is special, and has no blood relationship at all. It's weird.

But he asked a few more questions, Qingyi Koizumi quickly explained to Takitanizawa that there was no doubt.

The old man's wife had died of illness a long time ago, and he only had one daughter at his knees. After marrying his son-in-law, he only had these two relatives, and the son-in-law was a foreigner. The two yellow-haired young men were the two children of the son-in-law's deceased eldest brother, because If I wanted to develop, I moved from the barren area of ​​Tottori to Saitama, and even transferred my household registration, but the mud couldn't support the wall, and I never worked hard.

Moreover, he also became the master of Sanhe, who can play for three days after one day's work, and the son-in-law can still manage these two people while he is alive.

After the son-in-law and daughter died in an accident together, no one would take care of them, and the two children, who were only eighteen or nineteen, saw that the old man was easy to talk, so they kept asking for money. Once or twice, they got into the habit of coming and asking for money. .

He was still digesting the information here, Qingyi Koizumi was already in a hurry, he quickly opened the car door and said, "Let's go over and have a look, I'm afraid that something will happen to Grandpa Urawa."

"Do they still dare to beat the old man?"

"No, but I will be so angry. Last time, Grandpa Urawa was robbed of money and he fainted from anger and stayed in the hospital for a long time."

Qingyi Koizumi explained as he ran towards the two-story building, while Takitanizawa kept up with him without changing his expression.

He has never been very interested in such housework that is difficult for an upright official. Even Qingyi Koizumi, who has the closest relationship with him in this world other than his elder sister, has not been too deeply involved. Even if he turns to help her, he will follow her opinion. , Takiguzawa himself doesn't talk too much.

The main reason is that interjection is sometimes not only useless, but one person is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer. If you interject with a word, the two people who were fighting to death reconcile instantly, and they will come back to denounce you together.

Takiguzawa doesn't have the so-called inexplicable sense of justice. He will only take the initiative unless he hurts someone he particularly values, or is about to hurt him.

The two of them went one after the other, and before they got there, they heard an extremely impatient scolding sound coming from inside.

"Old man, where did you hide the money this time? Don't think we can't find it, I have plenty of time to spend with you!"

Takitanizawa and Kiyoi Koizumi approached the house.

I saw the old man with gray hair just now sitting on the ground, covering his heart with his left hand, with a look of pain on his face, as if he was suffering from an illness, while the two young men with yellow hair next to him kept rummaging around the room. Stuff, thrown stuff on the ground was everywhere.

"Is it you?"

There was not much movement when they entered the door, but it was impossible for the two big living people to stand at the door without noticing anything. One of them, a young man with yellow hair in a flowered shirt, saw them and looked at Qingyi Koizumi with a suspicious expression.

Qingyi Koizumi's expression changed drastically after sweeping the scene, and he ran to the old man and squatted down to take care of the situation. After a few seconds, he raised his head and looked at them: "How dare you come!"

"I advise you not to meddle in other people's business. This is our family business, and you are not qualified to meddle in it." Huang Mao in the flower shirt glanced at Takitanizawa, a trace of fear of strangers flashed in his eyes, and then his expression changed. Said.

"Yes, you are not qualified to manage our affairs."

The young man in black short-sleeves next to him nodded and repeated it carefully like a repeater.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll call the police!?"

Qingyi Koizumi's eye sockets were red, but this time she was angry, her towering chest trembled slightly, she was always bullying, but this time she dared to yell at two men, it was really unexpected.

But her warning seemed to be of no use.

The arrogant yellow-haired man in the floral shirt seemed to have misheard, he turned his head and put his ear close to him, and his little finger stuck to his pierced ear, pretending to be questioning on his face.

"Call the police?" He turned his head to look at his younger brother, and said with a smile, "Ayou, she actually said she was going to call the police."

"Well, I heard that, it's so funny."

The black short-sleeved yellow hair repeated it again.

One is flattering, the other is funny.

You are quite professional.

Takitani Ze could hardly help but laugh.

But before he spoke, the arrogant Huang Mao in the floral shirt seemed to have lost his patience, his face gradually turned cold, and he said with a mocking look:

"It's not the first time you've called the police, so what can you do to us? Don't forget, strictly speaking, we are relatives of the old man, and the household registration certificates are all in his name, and we didn't hit anyone. Will the police be useful and we will come here?"

It's really disgusting to say this.

In the same household registration, they should have been minors at the beginning, and transitioned to the household registration management certificate of the old man's son-in-law. Later, when the daughter got married, they naturally became one household, and they did not go out independently.

If you do not commit domestic violence against an elderly person, even if you come to your door to ask for money in a threatening manner, even if you call the police, it will usually be settled as a domestic dispute, and the matter will be closed for a day at most.

Qingyi Koizumi obviously knew about this too, his face flushed red from anger, his eyes were bloodshot, his fingers holding the old man started to tremble, his eyes were devouring, and he wished he could tear them apart, almost jumping through the gap between his teeth These words came out: "You two bastards."

"Xiaoquan, if it's okay, I'll go get the money."

The scene was stalemate for a while, the pale old man coughed twice, tried to stand up with difficulty, shook his head and sighed, obviously he didn't want the matter to get worse and involve other people.

But Qingyi Koizumi hastily stopped him.

She shouted anxiously: "No! Once once, twice, and twice, countless times. It's the first time for them. These two bastards will only suck your blood! You won't be able to pay a penny!" Give them more!"

When he heard this, the arrogant Huang Mao in the floral shirt immediately became angry. He waved the iron rod in his hand and threatened: "Stop talking nonsense and give us the money immediately."

"Impossible!" Qingyi Koizumi said stubbornly.

The scene was deadlocked again for a while.

After a few seconds.

Just when Huang Mao's face in the floral shirt gradually became so gloomy that water dripped from his face, and he raised his feet to continue threatening, the black short-sleeved Huang Mao beside him suddenly made a sound.

"what are you doing?"

"We're calling the police."

Takiguzawa took out the phone with his right hand, felt the gaze cast on him, raised his head and said casually.

His words made everyone stunned for a moment.

Especially the arrogant yellow hair who was holding the iron rod and was about to scare Qing Yi Koizumi again, when he heard him call the police, his face showed suspicion, as if wondering whether he hadn't heard what he said just now.

But after making sure he heard it right, he not only didn't panic at all, but also sat down on the chair in a leisurely manner.

Chengying Mizuta called his younger brother to find a chair to sit down, then looked at Takitani Zepi with a smile and said, "Call the police again? Well, we will wait here today and see what you can do to us .”

His attitude is still very confident.

It seems that he is not afraid at all. It seems that he has made money by going to the police station for a cup of tea or a meal.

Qing Yi Koizumi's lips squirmed, and bit his lower lip, hesitant to speak on his face: "Takiya."

Takiguzawa waved his hand, indicating that she doesn't need to say anything more, and after dialing the number, he put the phone to his ear, with a bright smile on his face and said:
"I just wanted to see if calling the police would help."

　Thank you everyone, don't worry, green tea is my life
　　
　
(End of this chapter)