Tokyo: Simulation starts from the big sister next door

"You will need to sign these when the time comes."

"By the way, you'll need to hire a lawyer when you file a lawsuit. If An Ze-kun doesn't have any good candidates, I do have a recommendation."

"...?"

An Zeliang paused, feeling that the series of messages he had just heard seemed to contain a lot of information.

"Inspector Maori, has the case been solved?"

"Yes, we take this matter very seriously. We have arrested the suspect tonight and will temporarily detain him in the police station after interrogation. He will be transferred to the court after prosecution..."

"I understand. I'll just use the lawyer you recommended. I'll pay the other party the attorney's fee later."

"Well, it's getting late today. An Ze-kun has been busy all day and it's time for you to rest. So good night."

"Okay, Inspector Maori should also go to bed early."

After hanging up the phone, An Zeliang looked at the call records and still felt a little magical.

How did the promised long-term war turn into a blitzkrieg?

After thinking about it, An Zeliang got up from the bed and turned on the computer. He ignored the numerous notifications from Twitter and YouTube and his eyes stopped on the extremely similar hot searches on the homepage.

"Kanda Police Station issues a notice regarding rumor-mongering incident"

"Marunouchi Police Station issued a notice regarding the rumor-mongering incident"

"... "

Most police stations in Tokyo issued official announcements about this rumor one after another.

An Zeliang casually clicked on a few of them. The notices with white text on a blue background clearly stated the cause and effect of the incident, the online accounts involved, the pseudonyms of the account owners, and the corresponding penalties...

In addition, at the end of each notice, it is added that due to the seriousness of the incident and the large number of criminals, the investigation team is still investigating and is determined to get to the bottom of it and clear the citizens' names. After the evidence is collected, it will be determined based on the wishes of the parties involved whether to file a class action lawsuit, and the results will be notified separately.

Of course, these words were summarized by An Zeliang after reading the document. What was written in the official notice was more rigorous and fair, but the wording was also quite harsh.

Because too many police stations issued notices at the same time, some curious netizens even made a collection of the Twitter links of the notices issued by each police station.

"That's too exaggerated!"

"To be honest, after living in Tokyo for more than 40 years, this is the first time I've seen so many police stations issue official announcements on a single incident."

"This is the first time I've seen a police department issue an official announcement at around 10 pm!"

"I've never seen anything like this before. I didn't know the Japanese police department would be open at 10 pm."

“Is this the power of money? (shivering.JPG)”

"Luckily I didn't follow the trend and attack the author, otherwise I would have been imprisoned this time too."

"The first rule of Internet safety is to keep your mouth shut and your hands off."

"... "

Not only the Japanese people, but also many foreigners who were paying attention to the situation at this time expressed their shock in their native languages.

For a moment, all kinds of text were mixed together in the comments, making it extremely lively.

An Zeliang touched his chin and turned off Twitter.

You know, the father of a certain rich woman is the head of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department. The police were so reliable this time, it was obviously the other party who helped behind the scenes.

However, after opening Xinggong Lin's communication interface, the message that An Zeliang had sent before still did not receive any reply.

That's what a tsundere is like. She couldn't help but move her hands, but her mouth was still tightly shut, refusing to utter a word.

An Zeliang smiled slightly and began tapping his fingers on the keyboard.

"Jingle Bell……"

As a message alert of special concern rang out, Xinggong Lin, who was already lying in bed and ready to rest, calmly picked up the phone and took a look at the message.

"Good night, Rin-chan. Have a good dream."

At the same time, Ayase Mitsuha outside the door also asked.

"Miss, the swimsuit you used today has been cleaned. Are you going to the swimming pool tomorrow? Do you want to continue wearing this one or change into another one?"

Hearing this, Xinggong Lin paused, pressed down his right hand as he was about to type a reply subconsciously, put down the phone expressionlessly, and shook his head.

"not going."

"Yes." Ayase Mitsuha nodded and bent down. Knowing that Hoshimiya Rin was going to rest, she took the initiative to leave the room with a hint of doubt on her expression.

Why did I feel that the lady just now suddenly seemed a little angry?

Ever since her relationship with An Zeliang improved, I felt that the young lady would exude an angry aura from time to time.

I don’t know if it’s a good thing or a bad thing.

On the other end, seeing that he did not receive a reply from Xinggong Lin, An Zeliang thought about it and continued to send a message as if jokingly.

"I dreamt last night that the president and my mother were drowning at the same time, and I could only save one."

"But I was shocked to find that I couldn't swim and couldn't save any of them."

"Luckily it was just a dream."

Seeing that Xinggong Lin still hadn't replied, An Zeliang put down his phone, lay back on the bed, and fell into a baby-like sleep.

Time passed minute by minute, and soon it was eleven fifty-nine in the evening.

"Ding!"

In the dark bedroom, the mobile phone screen suddenly lit up and a message popped up.

"Good night."

The sender is Xinggong Rin.

However, An Zeliang had fallen asleep long ago and did not see the message.

A minute later, the time reached twelve o'clock and the date jumped from Sunday to Monday.

Xinggong Lin looked at his phone calmly, his eyes swept across the messages sent by An Zeliang, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and a smile flashed across his face.

An Zeliang was explaining to her that he went to meet Nakano Aoi at the swimming pool today simply because he had a nightmare, so he wanted to find someone to learn swimming.

The reason is not very reasonable, even a little outrageous.

However, this seemed to be the first time that An Zeliang explained to her the reason why he met another woman in private.

Whether they believed this reason or not, no one would ask Xingmiya Rin at this moment, and Xingmiya Rin naturally didn't need to answer.

As for why I ignored him before, but now I reply with a good night or something...

Xinggong Lin might say it lightly.

"It's just social etiquette."

Putting down the phone, Xinggong Lin straightened his calves and stretched his body slightly.

She had been sitting at the head of the bed with her legs hugged, reading the news. She maintained that position for so long that her calves began to ache and her white, tender feet felt numb.

Xinggong Lin stretched out her hand and slowly pinched the soles of her feet, but suddenly her mind thought of one night when someone kept pinching her feet.

"... "

Pursing her lips expressionlessly, Xinggong Lin withdrew her hand, crawled into the bed, covered herself with the quilt, and closed her eyes.

After a few seconds, she sat up and rolled up the end of the quilt inward so that her little feet could be pressed on it and would not be lifted up by anyone.

After carefully tucking in the quilt, Xinggong Lin lay back on the bed, closed her eyes, and used her mind as usual to sort out everything that had happened today with rational thoughts.

Finally, Xinggong Lin came to a conclusion.

"We can start investing the fund's money. We have two days off this week, so I'll invite Liangjun to visit us. It's also time for him to meet his father."

The little feet pressed on the quilt moved, and Xinggong Lin silently opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling, not knowing what he was thinking about.

After a few minutes, she sat up silently and turned the quilt that had just been tucked in outside again, so that her two feet could stick out of the quilt at will.

Lying back on the bed quietly again, Xinggong Lin closed his eyes and soon fell asleep.

The next day, Monday.

It's almost autumn, and the sunshine outside is no longer bright, but is scattered subtly through the window, with warm heat mixed with a dry breeze.

After a night of baby-like sleep, An Zeliang got up and washed up in high spirits. He opened the toilet lid and sat down to solve the problem of eating too much last night.

Taking advantage of this time, An Zeliang took a look at the daily settlement.

【Yesterday’s quality of life summary】

[You talked and interacted with Sayamina, points +3]

[Your company is getting better and better, points +2]

[You talked and interacted with Xinggong Lin, points +5]

[Your company's popularity has soared and it has been loved by many people, points +2]

【you……】

[Your total points yesterday: 63]

[40 points have been given away for free every day]

[Current simulation level: 3]

[Simulation Time Corridor: Five Years]

[Experience value: 7/30]

[Career Points: 392]

It’s time for the simulation, my points are almost 400.

But today is Saturday, and if I remember correctly, the practice match the principal mentioned is today, so there is no time for a simulation.

After school in the afternoon, I have to go to the company to interview Sakika Takata and release Sayaya Mina's first batch of dressing videos... There are quite a lot of things to do.

In short, simulate it when you have time.

"Crash..."

While thinking, An Zeliang also finished his physiological needs, washed his hands and walked out of the bathroom, planning to have breakfast and go to school.

But at this moment, there was a knock on the door.

"Who is it, early in the morning?"

Could it be that Reina Matsui is playing the role of a wife again and making breakfast?

An Zeliang thought casually and opened the door.

The girl outside the door was wearing a school uniform. Her long hair was tied into a lively and playful ponytail. A few strands of hair were blown by the wind across her soft and tender cheeks that still had baby fat, making her feel itchy. The girl had to tilt her head and catch the hair with her slender white fingers, carefully tucking it behind her ears.

When I looked up, I saw a pair of clear eyes that were sparkling and watery.

"Good morning, Anze-kun!"

Nakano Aoi stood at the door with a smile on her face, greeting people.

"Nakano-chan...?" An Zeliang looked at her with some surprise. Usually, Nakano Aoi was waiting for him downstairs, but today she suddenly came up.

Is it possible that I'm going to be late?

An Zeliang subconsciously glanced at the time.

"It's still early, Anze-kun. It's still in time to have breakfast and go to school." Nakano Aoi also knew that she usually just waited at the door, so she explained with a smile.

"I came here today... because my sister-in-law was very busy later and she won't be home for breakfast."

"But if I eat breakfast alone, I don't know how much I should make, and it's troublesome to think of a recipe..."

"Anze-kun, can you have breakfast with me?"

Nakano Aoi looked at An Zeliang with watery eyes, her fair cheeks were a little red, and she looked a little embarrassed and shy.

"In exchange, I will prepare breakfast at your house and wait for you to eat together!"

(End of this chapter)

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