I am practicing in Tokyo

Chapter 23 Trouble
"Miyagi-sensei, since your friend is here, I should go back too."

Seeing the rescuers arrive, Fujii got up to leave. Just as he took a step, he felt a numb sensation in his waist. Mr. Miyagi subconsciously turned on the electric shock device. His body, which was 1.4 times stronger than normal people, only allowed him to utter a groan in time.

"I knew it was going to be bad luck."

"Pfft!"

Fujii tree fell straight down, unconscious.

"Ah?! Oops!"

Seeing his student lying unconscious in front of his eyes, Mr. Miyagi reacted belatedly, and threw down the electric shocker to help Fujii tree on the ground.

"It's really troublesome. Now it's a kidnapping boy."

Daigo Yumi picked up the electric shock device, turned it off, grabbed the drunken Miyagi teacher by the collar with one hand, and was able to lift the Fujii trees on the ground at the same time with the other hand, stuffed them into the back seat of the Phaeton car, started the engine and drove away.

Halfway through the car, on the way to Daigo Yumi's high-end apartment, the island police who were in charge of roadside inspections stopped her.

"Temporary inspection, please show your driver's license."

After saluting, the two Japanese policewomen in navy blue uniforms reached out to Daigo Yumi, who had rolled down the car window, to ask for her documents.

"Senior Watanabe, there are two people in the back of the car, and they look unconscious."

The younger female patrolman flashlighted, carefully observed the situation in the rear seat of the car, and made a sound of surprise.

A senior female patrol officer named Watanabe put her hand on the holster at once, and the American Taser pistol was inserted at her waist, staring at Daigo Yumi in the driver's seat warily.

"Really, there's a lot of trouble."

Daigo Yumi stroked her forehead and sighed, took out a document from her jacket pocket, not the color of a driver's license, but a crimson cover, unfolded it and handed it to the policewoman Watanabe.

"Special Operations Division? Mid-level member Daigo Yumi."

Rie Watanabe has heard about this department, and heard that it is a long-standing mysterious government agency that handles some top-secret events. She thought it was a fantasy, but she did not expect to encounter it.

"Verify that this is not a forged document, Xia Shi."

Handing the ID to the rookie policeman, Rie Watanabe kept her hand on the holster, always paying attention to the woman who drove two unconscious people with her in the middle of the night.

"Hi! Senpai Watanabe, wait a minute." The rookie policeman, Chiki Natsumi, took out the code scanner for scanning documents, pointed at the document and scanned it once, and the green light of the machine turned on, proving that it was a valid document.

"Excuse me, let me go."

Rie Watanabe stepped aside and told Chiki Natsumi not to block the way. She, a patrol policeman who had just been released from the criminal police team, had no right to intervene in matters of the Special Operations Division.

"But, Watanabe-senpai..."

After Qianshu Xiashi got out of the way, he hesitated and asked, there are still two people unconscious in the back seat.

"Don't meddle in things you shouldn't care about, understand?"

Watanabe Rie still has one thing in her heart that she didn't say out of her mouth.
Otherwise, like me, I have to start again as a patrol policeman at the age of 34.

Even the pistol is such a toy, which is extremely ridiculous.

She lowered her head, the stun pistol on her waist was not as heavy as her usual Glock 17 boxing gun (pistol), and the weight was much worse.

The car drove away, and the red dot of the tail light gradually drifted away.

The morning sun shone on his face, Fujii slowly opened his eyes, the strange ceiling, the soft sofa under him, turned his face sideways, a very modern decoration style, gray and cold walls, the floor reflecting the light and The large urban buildings outside the floor-to-ceiling windows told him that he should be in a high-end apartment.

Taking out the mobile phone that was running out of battery, there were indeed several missed calls and text messages from Uncle Tianhai. However, there is a time limit for the missing report, so he probably hasn't called the police yet.

His body had already recovered after a night. He propped up his upper body and found that at the long table behind the sofa, the lady named Daigo Yumi was eating with her legs up and a glass of dry red.

"Breakfast is only toast and fried eggs. If you want to eat, you can wash up and do it yourself."

Daigo pointed at the dining table from Mimi. One portion had already been eaten, and another portion was left for him.

"She rushed back early in the morning, what's your relationship with her? Teacher and student? Friend? Lover?"

Fujii was a little stunned. Isn't this too straight?
"She is my head teacher. If someone drugs her, I'll just help her out."

Smiling to ease the embarrassment, the clock on the wall has pointed to seven o'clock, not too far from the first morning class at 45:[-].

"How far is it from here to Hachioji High School?"

"Take my car for a quarter of an hour."

"That's my trouble, thank you."

Fujii felt relieved. Although his one-shoulder schoolbag was kept at home, only his homework was in it. If he didn't hand in his homework for a day, the monitor Chika Arimura would not blame him.

After washing up and having breakfast, and calling Uncle Tianhai to report his safety, Daigo Yumi changed into a long Burberry gray windbreaker, wore sunglasses and combed her long hair, and led him into a Volkswagen Phaeton with a high aura. Although they are all Volkswagen standard, the interior of Phaeton is obviously several grades higher than that of ordinary people.

"Sit tight, we still have 7 minutes to go."

Daigo Yumi raised her watch and reminded Fujii who had just fastened her seat belt in the passenger driver.

"Isn't it 15 minutes away? Shouldn't it be far?"

Fujii was a little surprised. In the next second, the sound of the V12 engine of the Phaeton car answered his question.

A modified Ferrari 599 coupe roars down the fast lane on Tokyo's capital high street.

"Baby, is the speed fast enough? Exciting? Hahaha!"

The rich second generation in the driver's seat yelled excitedly to the female companion of the co-driver that the speed of the car was approaching [-] mph, and if there were not so many cars in the morning, he would have been able to drive [-] mph.

"There seems to be a car behind?"

The female companion of the co-driver turned her head worriedly, and a black car with a Volkswagen logo was quickly closing the distance.

"Huh? What kind of broken car?"

Before Fu Erdai could react, the black Volkswagen passed by his Ferrari and drove past. After the next curve slowed down, the humble Volkswagen was nowhere to be seen.

39 minutes and [-] seconds, breaking the record again.

The Phaeton sedan slowly stopped in front of Hachioji High School, and the Mercedes-Benz S600 in front put down a tall and straight female high school student. Daigo Yumi squinted her eyes, and looked at Miss Rin Kamiya through the front window of the car.

"Thank you, I'm off."

If Fujii hadn't improved his physical fitness, he would have vomited a long time ago. He didn't pay attention to Daigo Yumi's strangeness, and opened the door to get out of the car.

"Is it Fujii-san? What a coincidence."

Rin Kamiya turned her gaze, looked at Fujii who got off the car, and then glanced at Daigo Yumi who was in the car, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but raised, showing a standard smile.

Someone from the Special Operations Section?The efficiency is much higher than I expected.

Knowing Daigo Yumi's identity, Kamiya Rin greeted the somewhat indifferent Fujii tree, then turned and walked into the campus, but her guess was completely wrong.

People from the Kamiya family, what are you doing here?Miyagi Wakika really found a good place to work.

troublesome!

Daigo Yumi was a little speechless, wherever people from the Kamiya family appeared, there would probably be strange things.

(End of this chapter)