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"Qingze, explain to me what happened when you were kidnapped."

A murderous aura permeated behind Qingze.

Qingze, who had remained calm even when facing police questioning, now showed a trace of panic on his face.

He knew very well that when someone was angry, it was best not to think that one could reason with them.

"I'm going out for a night run!"

Qingze hurriedly said this, rushed out of the house, closed the door with his backhand, and blocked the roar of "Stop right there".

Chapter 14: What is the point of taking the blame for the budget? (Please read on)

There are no stars in Tokyo night.

Adachi City is a place where high-rise buildings and low-rise buildings coexist.

There are gorgeous neon lights here, but also dark alleys where you can't see your hand in front of you.

Qingze ran for an hour and returned to the door of Ayase's apartment, sweating profusely.

"Hu, hu," he gasped and looked at his phone. The distance was 12.6km.

I previously hypnotized myself in the mirror and told myself that I could run 12.5km in an hour.

However, due to physical fitness, there is a difference between the running speed and the hypnotic speed.

He reached out to wipe the sweat from his forehead, his heart pounding. The soreness in his feet and the fatigue in his body were within the normal range that he could tolerate.

Qingze walked into the apartment and took the elevator to the 6th floor.

He unscrewed the cap of the mineral water bottle and gulped down the remaining half bottle of water to replenish the water lost in his body.

Ding, the elevator door opened, Qingze walked out of the elevator, raised his hand and pressed the doorbell of 601, but there was no response.

He looked helpless, picked up his phone and sent a message: "Sister Chiyo, please open the door."

The message sent shows as read.

Qingze continued to ring the doorbell, then copied the message and sent it over and over again.

The tightly closed door suddenly opened.

Chiyo Morimoto stood behind the door, her long hair draped over her shoulders, wearing a purple silk suspender nightgown.

The material was very thin, like a translucent cicada wing, and the length only covered the hips, leaving a pair of smooth jade-like legs exposed to the air.

She crossed her arms and said, "You still remembered to come back. I thought you just ran out and slept in the park."

"Chiyo, I didn't say anything like that because I didn't want you to worry."

"If you don't want me to worry, then don't do that kind of dangerous thing. Challenge the enemy one-on-one, let the enemy lose and let you go, and don't think about what to do if the enemy changes his mind. Do you think reality is a movie?"

Morimoto Chiyo was so angry that she grabbed his ear with her hand.

Qingze deliberately yelled: "It hurts, it hurts."

He leaned his head forward, trying to get closer to the spectacular curve of her chest, "You little brat, I haven't even tried hard yet."

Chiyo Morimoto glared at him unhappily, patted Qingze on the head and said, "Go take a shower, you stink."

"I knew Chiyo knew how to care for others," Qingze replied with a smile, and quickly went into the house. He closed the door with his backhand and said seriously, "Don't let others get away with it."

Morimoto Chiyo was amused by his behavior. She poked his forehead with her index finger and said coquettishly, "You are lucky, little rascal. Next time something like this happens, don't think you can get away with it so easily!"

Qingze was keenly aware of the trap in this sentence and said seriously: "Don't worry, there won't be a next time."

Chiyo Morimoto's smile faded and she snorted, "You're smart."

Qingze, who escaped the disaster, bent down and went to the bathroom.

……

The next day, at Guanghui High School, ten minutes before class.

Qingze finished the morning practice of the kendo club and hurried to the classroom, entering through the back door skillfully without attracting the attention of other students.

Hojo Tetsuji's seat was empty. It seemed that he had a bad illness and wanted to skip class.

Qingze pulled out a chair and sat down.

The blonde girl in front of me turned around, pressed the mountain range on the table, and then circled her hands to form a solid steel fortress. "Did the police come to your house to question you yesterday?"

"Yes, he asked a few questions and then left. I heard there was a fire behind the warehouse. Do you know what happened?"

"I'm telling you private information. Don't tell anyone else."

There was a hint of mystery on the girl's fair face, she lowered her voice deliberately and leaned her head forward.

Qingze cooperated by tilting his head and putting his ear forward.

Phoenix Court Miki whispered: "It is related to the U.S. Department of Energy. According to the information my mother received, the forensic doctor concluded that Ono Taro was injected with a large amount of drugs that made the body excited before his death.

Only the United States in Japan's laboratories can get such a high purity of special types of stimulants. "

She spoke in a very soft voice, and the sweet breeze from her teeth blew into Qingze's ears and brushed across his cheeks, making ordinary things seem very pleasant.

Qingze straightened his head and wanted to speak.

Their eyes met, so close that their noses seemed to be touching.

Even at such a close distance, it is still difficult to see the pores on Miki Hououin's face.

As exquisite as porcelain.

“Ahem,” after barely staring at each other for two seconds, Phoenix Court Miki could no longer pretend to be calm, she slowly pulled her body back to a normal distance, and said casually: “It’s also Ono Taro’s fault for being too arrogant in the past and actually killing a researcher in the laboratory.

That person admitted that he wanted to kill Ono, and that he attacked the official residence because he wanted to be transferred back to work in China."

Qingze was a little confused. Is there anyone who wants to take the blame?

"The laboratory gave that person a serious warning and sent him back home for vacation. The Department of Energy plans to increase the laboratory's budget by several hundred million to build a super soldier program."

This answer was unexpected to Qingze, but also reasonable.

The people in that lab really dared to cheat on the budget.

Qingze changed the subject and asked, "You just experienced a kidnapping incident. Is your aunt still at ease with you studying here?"

"People like Ono are a minority after all."

Fenghuangyuan Meiji replied casually.

In fact, after the kidnapping, Hu Die wanted her to transfer to an aristocratic school.

The security there was obviously stronger than that of Guanghui High School, and not just anyone could get in, so she refused.

The reason was that she wanted to practice the ways of an emperor here and find talents worth making friends with.

Those people in aristocratic schools cannot be relied upon as trusted aides because there are family forces behind them.

Hu Die was very satisfied with her words and agreed to let her stay here. He replaced the school security with well-trained bodyguards, rented a nearby shop, and arranged for private bodyguards to protect her.

Miki Hououin knew clearly that her mother had always wanted to train her to be the successor.

My mother was a very proud person. She always believed that women were not necessarily worse than men, so she was very strict with her.

She will not disappoint her mother's expectations.

She just wanted to give herself a little space within that expectation, such as pursuing the real thing that she had never been able to get.

A friendship or love that is real and without a trace of falsehood.

Fenghuangyuan Meiji stared at Qingze in front of her. Her heart skipped a beat and she quickly changed the subject: "Class is about to start. Why hasn't Hojo come yet?"

"It's common for him to skip classes. It would be strange if he didn't."

Qingze complained.

A tall figure appeared at the back door. Hojo Tetsuji ran into the classroom, sat down hastily and said, "That was a close call."

Qingze really wanted to ask him if he was Cao Cao, and he got there right away.

Fenghuangyuan Meiji was a little surprised and asked: "Hojo, why are you late today?"

Hojo Tetsuji said with a depressed look on his face: "I met a policeman on the way and questioned me for a long time. I almost got late."

Qingze complained: "Who told you to dress so weirdly? You don't look like a high school student at all."

Hojo Tetsuji remained calm and said, "This is called manliness."

Jingle Bell

The bell for class interrupted Qingze's speech. He quickly sat up straight and prepared for the new class.

Chapter 15 What do you like to eat?

Time flies and the four classes in the morning are over.

After the crisp bell rang, the students had lunch break.

Some students took out their own lunch boxes and went to the sacred place to enjoy lunch with their friends, or stayed in the classroom to eat.

Qingze didn't bring a lunch box.

Chiyo Morimoto had a tight schedule in the morning, so she simply gave him some money and told him to eat in the cafeteria or at the store.

Hojo Tetsuji was different. He took out his own lunch box from the drawer, which was wrapped in a blue cloth.

"Can your mother make bento?"

Qingze was a little surprised. In his imagination, Hojo Tetsuji's mother should be a big, fierce aunt who would not be able to cook.

"This is not made by my mother. It is the breakfast my sister prepared this morning."

"Your sister?"

Qingze said with a look of shock: "Could it be that your sister is the kind of dreamy soft girl who would call you Onii-chan?"

Hojo Tetsuji shook his head and said, "How could she call me like that? Shinoko usually calls me Onii-chan. Is that weird?"

"Isn't your sister not related to you by blood?"

"She is my biological sister."

"It's very dangerous."

"You are the one in danger."

Fenghuangyuan Meiji interrupted and said unhappily, "Do you still want to go to the cafeteria to eat?"

"Of course I want to go."

Qingze replied and walked out of the classroom.

The cafeteria of Guanghui High School is on the ground floor of the teaching building. It is decorated in the style of a Western restaurant and has a floor-to-ceiling window facing the atrium, which makes it convenient for students to enjoy the atrium scenery.

The cafeteria's menu has nothing to do with Western style. Most of it is Japanese, mixed with some Japanese-style modified Chinese cuisine.

The students like it very much.

Qingze doesn't like to eat it. He would rather eat ramen than Japanese-style Chinese food. He always feels that the taste is weird and not authentic at all.

He ordered eel ramen and sat near the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Miki Hououin's lunch was a large plate of sushi.

This plate of sushi is the most expensive in the school cafeteria.

However, considering the young lady's wealth, such food should be very shabby.

Qingze was a little confused and asked, "Why do you want to study at Guanghui High School?"

Fenghuangyuan Meiji thought for a moment and said truthfully: "It's easier here. If you want to make friends, you make friends. If you don't want to make friends, you don't.

Being in an aristocratic school that matches your status, due to the various relationships at home, you have to pretend to have a good relationship with the other person even if you don't want to.

I am still a high school student, I should enjoy the campus life that a girl should have, instead of being obsessed with the intrigues of adults. "

"The eldest lady also has the eldest lady's troubles."

Qingze sighed and lowered his head to sip his ramen.

Fenghuangyuan Meiji picked up the salmon sushi and asked casually, "Do you like ramen?"