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Chapter 105: Raise your head and pay tribute every day
The peregrine falcon swooped into the grove from high altitude, and Qingze immediately transformed into a human form, took out his keys and mobile phone, and checked the news of Chiyo Morimoto.

He had previously used his ability to sense catalysts to monitor the Yasuda family residence through the paper on the sliding door.

Naturally, he was in control of every move of Emily and others, including the matter where they gathered the servants of the Yasuda family to interrogate the details.

However, Qingze did not hear the specific questioning process.

There was no sliding door in the place where Emily was used for interrogation. She stayed in the spacious hall to question the servants.

But Qingze didn't care about the questioning. He used the superpower of catalyst induction to locate Masao Yasuda and learned the detailed structural diagram of the Yasuda family mansion.

Emily couldn't get the result from asking those people.

He was more concerned about the message from Chiyo Morimoto and clicked on it.

"Qingze, I may go home very late today due to work. You should not arrive home after 09:30.

When the time comes, I will send you a video to let you know that you are not at home and you will die. "

"receive."

Qingze replied with a message and walked outside the grove. He was still a little surprised that Chiyo Morimoto was transferred to the task force.

There are so many people in the police force, but Chiyo Morimoto was transferred to the task force.

He had to say sorry to Chiyo in his heart.

It is impossible for the task force to catch Dio. The longer time goes by, the more superpowers he possesses, and there is no risk of exposure at all.

Unless he takes the initiative to admit his true identity to the world.

But there is no way Qingze would do such a stupid thing.

He looked at the time and started running back home.

Arriving at the door of 601, Qingze took out the key.

Although many Japanese don't like to lock their doors, Chiyo Morimoto is definitely an exception.

As a police officer, she is very aware of the number of thefts that occur every year in Adachi Ward due to unlocked doors.

The Ayase Police Station urges the public every year to remember to lock their doors when going out.

However, most people will not listen, and when a theft occurs, they will never reflect on their own mistakes in not locking the door, but blame the criminal for being too bad.

The patrolling police were of no use at all.

Of course Chiyo Morimoto would not do such funny things.

Morimoto's house is locked.

Qingze opened the door and looked at the dim living room, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Usually when I get home, the lights in the living room are always on, and Chiyo Morimoto is sitting on the sofa or recliner waiting for her.

Put hot water in the bathtub and take a bath.

There was nothing now, just darkness.

Let's find a way to kick Chiyo out of the task force.

Qingze thought to himself, closed the door with his backhand, and locked it.

There are two keys in the house, one belongs to him and the other belongs to Chiyo Morimoto.

He didn't need to worry about Chiyo Morimoto coming back in the evening and pressing the light switch.

Qingze walked to the bathroom, filled the bathtub with hot water, then went to the bedroom and picked up his clothes.

He calculated the time and started taking a shower.

When it was 09:30, the phone rang with a video call invitation on time.

Qingze got up from the bathtub, wiped the water on his hands with his school uniform, and accepted the video.

A familiar and beautiful face appeared on the screen.

"Hi~ Chiyo, I'm taking a shower, do you want to see more clearly?"

"You brat, you must have done it on purpose."

Chiyo Morimoto looked at his pectoral muscles with water drops, and then passed his eight-pack abdominal muscles. He couldn't see anything below, only his upper body.

If you lower it obviously, you can see the most secret part.

She muttered in her heart, without any regret on her face, and said with a straight face: "Don't hang up the video for me, put it on the bedside, I want to monitor your sleep."

"Chiyo, you don't have to be so defensive about me, right?"

"I'm not at home. You can't just say what time you want to go to bed."

Chiyo Morimoto knew Qingze very well and knew that when she was not in charge of him, he would probably let himself go and stay up until eleven or twelve o'clock before going to bed.

"There's really no trust between us."

Qingze looked sad and angry, and felt a little regretful. He had planned to stay up until twelve o'clock and go to bed.

For young people, staying up all night is not a problem. Going to bed at [-] o'clock can be said to be very early.

If Chiyo Morimoto keeps making videos, this idea will not be realized.

"Opening the video shows my trust in you."

Chiyo Morimoto replied, "No more talking, I'm still busy.

Remember, if you dare to hang up the video, I will let you hang up when you come back tonight! "

"it is good."

Qingze smiled, not resenting Chiyo's toughness in this matter.

He toweled himself off and decided to sleep.

……

The next day, it was six o'clock in the morning.

The cell phone on the bedside table rang on time.

Qingze was woken up, his brain quickly became clear, and he stopped the alarm clock with a slide of his index finger.

He stood up straight, quickly took off his pajamas, put on his black school uniform, strode out the door and said, "Good morning, Chiyo."

"Ah."

Responding to his greeting with a lazy nasal voice, Chiyo Morimoto did not practice yoga and was busy breakfast in the kitchen.

The clothes she was wearing were not the police uniform, but a pair of light purple printed pajamas.

The thin sling fell on the white shoulders, as conspicuous as blueberry sauce drawing a line on tofu.She yawned and looked like she hadn't slept well.

Qingze took a few more glances. The most wonderful thing about this pajamas is that the color becomes extraordinarily dark in the most critical parts. It is not so thin that skin can be seen like other places.

The person who designed this pajamas really understands men’s hearts.

The most charming thing is looming.

"Chiyo, until what time were you busy yesterday?"

"Two o'clock in the morning."

Morimoto Chiyo answered with a yawn, stirring the noodles in the pot with chopsticks.

"Why are you so busy so late?"

Qingze was a little surprised. In his opinion, just asking more than sixty people should not take that long.

"Don't mention it, every one of them is trouble."

A flash of irritability flashed across Morimoto Chiyo's eyebrows. The maids and gardeners who stayed at Yasuda's house did not have the status of politicians but had the problems of politicians.

Everything he said was hidden.

This made it difficult for them to conduct questioning.

Each one has to find a way to trick them out, and they also have to check their bank accounts in recent months to see if there are any strange fund flows, so it won't be too much trouble.

Those members of the Yasuda family interfered, saying that there would never be a mole in their family.

The servants, gardeners, etc. who serve the Yasuda family are not randomly recruited online, but their predecessors and generations have already worked in the Yasuda family.

In the eyes of those in the Yasuda family, these people are their own and more trustworthy than outsiders.

Many unspeakable things are left to those people to handle. They are afraid that the task force will ask about anything involving their privacy.

The task force resisted the pressure from those people and insisted on interrogating the servants, and concluded that the servants of the Yasuda family were not as loyal as the Yasuda family thought.

The task force has identified three people who may be selling the structural plans of the mansion.

Including Masao Yasuda’s youngest son Yuken Yasuda, they are the four suspects.

However, Yasuda Yuken's identity was special, and it was not easy for them to cross-examine him directly, so as not to alert the enemy.

Emily's suggestion was to check the bank account and monitor Yuki Yasuda for three days.

During this period of time, if the other party does not make any moves, you can try to alert the enemy and see if you can find out who is behind the scenes.

This decision means that Chiyo Morimoto will have to work overtime in recent days.

"Oh, I may come back a little late in the future, so don't violate the access control for me.

If you cause me any more trouble at this time, don't blame me for being angry. "

Morimoto Chiyo solemnly warned Qingze not to play around while he was away.

This old mother's worry made Qingze roll his eyes and said angrily: "I'm not a child anymore.

If you are too tired, put the money on the table and I will go out to eat. "

"No, I don't want to give up the privilege of eating to you below to anyone else."

Morimoto Chiyo blinked, the tiredness on his face was briefly covered by a provocative smile, and he licked his lips deliberately.

It's definitely driving it!

Qingze originally thought that he would not raise the flag when he went out today, but he was still excited by these words and his charming eyes.

"Chiyo, you are so bad."

"This is your reward for being obedient. Go brush your teeth and wash your face."

Chiyo Morimoto glanced at it and was very satisfied with the young man's enthusiastic reaction. He picked up the noodles with chopsticks and prepared to take them out of the pot.

……

Finished breakfast.

Qingze ran to school and started the daily training of the kendo club.

As time goes by, there are fewer and fewer people in the Kendo Club.

In the end, he was alone in the kendo club's activity room, and his shouts were particularly loud.

At this time, a spring breeze blew into the activity room from the open window, Qingze exhaled, "Noodles!"

The bamboo knife fell heavily.

A thought suddenly flashed through his mind. At this time, how many people in Tokyo are still training to wield bamboo swords?

After thinking about it, Qingze became interested.

He used the ability of catalytic induction to find out how many people were exercising with bamboo swords like him.

Qingze's eyes quickly moved upward, and scenes similar to surveillance screens flooded into his mind. They were different from what he had imagined.

It turns out that he is not the most diligent kendo practitioner in Tokyo.

During this time, thousands of people in Tokyo are exercising with bamboo swords.

Scenes of scenes lined up in his mind, and the shouts of those people were loud, including children, adults, and even elderly people.

Female high school students are naturally indispensable.

But Qingze did not focus on the female high school students, but was attracted by a particularly familiar shout.

That's the sound I hear occasionally in dreams.

Just one sound pulled Qingze's thoughts back to the midsummer of last year.

On that stage surrounded by a sea of ​​people.

The boy opposite shouted, and the bamboo knife fell heavily, with a fierce momentum that seemed to split the air.

The past and present overlapped, giving Qingze a hint of enlightenment.

Even through the helmet, you can't see the other person's face clearly.

But such a voice, such a gesture of swinging the sword.

There is no doubt that this person is the boy who defeated him on the Jade Dragon Flag.

His name is Takashi Sukunaga.

(End of this chapter)