I'm Renting out in Dongying

"No, now is the stage of forensic investigation, I can do it by myself."

"how is the situation?"

Echizen, who got into the co-pilot, started asking about the situation directly.

"I don't know, I only saw them enter the hotel, I don't know anything else."

Takumi replied boringly.

"By the way, I've already told you all the news, so I should be able to go. You can't let me stay here with you and stare at them?"

"Isn't it okay?"

"Please, I'm not a policeman. Why should I watch them with you? I have to go home and rest, and I will continue to work tomorrow."

"But this is for you to make up for your mistakes."

Echizen is another set of rhetoric.

"And don't you want to see a serious policeman? I just don't have a driver and a car."

So the latter is the point.

The helpless Takumi could only stare at the hotel with him.

"Are we just staring at it like this?"

"Yes, that's right, just keep staring."

"Is this the investigation and evidence collection?"

"That's right, we are usually like this, oh yes, I forgot to bring red bean bread today, and we usually bring some red bean bread."

What is red bean bread?

Takumi looked at Echizen on the co-pilot who was staring at the hotel gate, and confirmed more and more that the police in this country are really "serious".

This kind of stalking can't even be seen by an individual, so why do you stalk it?Anyway, I should go in and find the front desk to confirm the room number, right?

Reluctantly, Takumi shifted his gaze, leaned against the car window and looked in another direction, and then happened to see a black taxi parked in front of his car.

In that taxi, a black man got off.

11. Anyway, let’s rap first!

【Who you know fresher than Hov/riddle me that】

【The rest of y'all know where I'm lyrically at】

【Can't none of y'all mirror me back】

【Yeah/hearin' me rap is like hearin' G. Rap ​​in his prime】

【I'm young HO/rap's Grateful Dead】

【Back to take over the globe/now break bread】

A series of English words came out of the black man's mouth. While speaking English in his mouth, the black man's body was also jumping and twisting, especially one hand was waving in front of him, and the other was making a fist. In the mouth, it seems to be singing in narcissism.

"What is he doing?"

The voice of the black man caught Echizen's attention, and he shifted from staring at the hotel to the black man.

"He's singing."

Takumi explained.

"Sing?"

"That's right, do you like listening to rap songs?"

"It's rap, hip-hop rap or something."

"Have not heard."

Echizen shook his head again and again.

"But it feels pretty good, although I can't understand it."

"This is the racial talent of black people. They can sing a rap by pulling anyone out. At least the black people I see can rap anytime and anywhere."

"But why is he singing here?"

"This is their habit. Generally, when they get off work or go home, they will sing a rap to relax. When they are in a good mood, they will sing a rap to celebrate. When they are in a bad mood, they will sing a rap. Sing a rap and talk about it."

Takumi said as he tilted his head and thought for a while.

"Now he should be changing shifts, so he is very happy, so he sang a rap."

"That's okay too?"

"Yeah, they all do."

While Takumi was explaining to Echizen, the black friend also finished the rap, walked happily to the back of the car, walked to the trunk, opened the trunk, and revealed another black person lying in the trunk.

"Wait, what's the situation, why is there someone in the trunk."

"Because it's a shift change."