Bang bang bang!

Miyake Kouta smashed the door with his fist, and the solid security door made a dull sound.

"Qianzhang, are you in there?"

Bang bang bang!

Knock again.

"I'm really angry. You'd better tell me clearly what you've been doing these two days!"

Still no one responded.

Miyake Kouta approached the security door. He couldn't hear a sound from his brother's house, and the entire corridor was deathly silent.

Only a little bit of rain splashed along the brick fence in the corridor, making the air cold and damp, making people unhappy.

It seems that my brother is really not at home.

"Where did that kid go?"

But Qianzhang just answered the phone and sounded normal.

In other words, nothing happened to him.

Maybe it's just that I don't want to see myself.

Miyake Yasuta realized this very early. As adults, the social status gap between the two brothers became wider and wider. Every time he saw his younger brother, he would feel great psychological pressure.

Also, for that kid Qianzhang, what good is there to see the eldest brother who has accomplished nothing?

He finally decided to leave.

When he reached the stairs, Miyake Kouta shook the umbrella in his hand and looked back again.

The door to my brother's apartment was still closed, standing quietly like a lifeless tombstone in the dark environment.

Naturally, the tombstone cannot be opened.

"Damn, it's cold in here."

Miyake pulled off his clothes that were wet and wrinkled by the rain, and walked downstairs.

…

About an hour after Miyake Kouta left.

The Kamiya family's modified ghost Mazda with a heavy industrial feel drove downstairs to the apartment where Chiaki Miyake lived.

Oishi Shunma inserted the car into a nearby alley and stopped with the door facing the alley.

There has never been a problem with parking the ghost car. You can park it anywhere as long as you find a deserted corner.

Dashi in front got out of the cab, opened a black umbrella, and picked up his boss from the car.

"Dashi, I can hold an umbrella by myself."

Kamiya got off the car and stood under the umbrella.

Oishi Junma held the handle of the umbrella and seemed very excited: "Please let me do it, boss! I have wanted to do this a long time ago. Boss, don't you think it would be more handsome for me to hold the umbrella for you? I will

As your driver and bodyguard, if we go to meet the novelist like this, you will appear like a gangster, with your aura under control."

Kamiya silently glanced at the dazzling yellow hair on his little brother's head.

I don’t know if you have the temperament of a yakuza, but standing with you, I always feel that I have a bit more of a street delinquent.

Those who are close to ink are black.

"Don't scare people with your head falling off."

"No problem, boss!"

Holding an umbrella from the big stone, Kamiya walked out of the alley.

Just after leaving Tsukada Satake's home, Kamiya called Mr. Kyoshiki according to the contact information.

But no one answered.

After thinking about it, Kamiya simply went to the door according to the address. Although it was somewhat rude to come to the door without saying hello as a stranger, but excellent scriptwriters are rare, so it is better to meet them as much as possible.

Hua Hua——

The heavy rain has been falling for a long time this afternoon, and it shows no sign of stopping.

The moisture is mixed with the damp smell of earth.

The sky and the earth were turbid under the torrential rain, turning into a cup of turbid liquid. The dark buildings on the ground were like sediment at the bottom of the cup.

Kamiya walked downstairs to the apartment and suddenly stopped.

In front of him, only a few of the five-story apartment buildings had lights on, and the lights looked hazy in the mist.

"Abba whining!"

The little old man found himself at his feet, raised his hand and pointed to the fourth floor of the apartment, telling what he had discovered.

"Boss, there are also little old men and seniors? What's wrong?"

Oishi Junma's perception is not too strong. When he saw the boss stop, he also stopped and tilted the umbrella in his hand towards the boss.

Kamiya didn't reply immediately, he just raised his head and his eyes shrank slightly, becoming deep and dark.

The rainwater flowed down the black umbrella surface, gathered into water lines, and slowly slid down from his eyes.

Snap.

The water line smashed into the standing water on the ground, swaying into turbid ripples and splashing small cold water droplets.

"Something is wrong here."

Kamiyagawa pulled out a word from the [Mirage Bag].

…

Miyake Kota drove home from Roppongi in Minato City.

He rented a one-family building in Shinagawa Ward and lived with his girlfriend.

However, his girlfriend has been on a business trip these past two days, so he is the only one at home.

Miyake Kouta returned home carrying a bento he bought from a convenience store on the way.

He put the lunch on the table, took off half of his clothes, and was about to take a shower, but when he reached the bathroom door, he heard the doorbell ringing at the entrance.

Bell——Bell——

"who?"

"Brother, it's me, Qian Zhang."

My brother's voice came from the door.

Chiaki?

I couldn't find anyone else just now, why is this kid here on his own now?

"Wait a minute!"

Kangtai put on some shorts, wiped his hair with a dry towel, and walked towards the door.

The door opens.

The person standing outside was indeed his younger brother Chiaki Miyake.

The younger brother he disliked and was secretly jealous of.

Qianzhang doesn't look much like his tall and burly brother. He is a little skinny and a little short.

Qian Zhang was wearing a white shirt and a pair of jeans, most of which were soaked. He was holding an umbrella in his hand, and the glasses on the bridge of his nose were covered with moisture, and he stood at the door with an apologetic look on his face.

I don't know whether it was the cold or some other reason, but his thin lips were a little white.

"You...where have you been?"

Kangtai wanted to get angry again, but seeing his brother's embarrassed look, he really didn't know what to say. Moreover, most of his anger had been reduced by half on the way home.

"I'm sorry, brother. I encountered some things, some... things that are difficult to explain."

Qian Zhang said this, looking back slightly uneasily.

There was only a dark street behind him, and the trees on the street were swaying from the wind and rain.

"Come in first."

Kangtai turned sideways and let his brother in. At the same time, he went to the bathroom to get a dry towel and threw it to him.

The two brothers sat down on the tatami in the living room.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "What's going on? Do you want to drink some water?" Miyake Kouta asked him.

"No, brother. What I want to tell you is very strange, but really, please believe me."

After Qianzhang sat down, he still looked a little uneasy and anxious, frequently looking up at the clock on the wall.
To be continued...