Guide to Part-time Work with Animals in Judaiime Club

(19)

When Sawada Tsunayoshi brought Sakurada Reiha back home, it was already completely dark.

The sky was very dark that night, and it looked lifeless.It seemed that there were too many overcast clouds, which completely blocked the moonlight, and even the stars were quite scattered.

In the process of holding Lian Ye's chubby hand up the stairs, he was in a very uneasy mood. He was ready to be scolded by the real Ms. Inamori.

After all, so many things happened on the first day of picking up the child. Presumably Mr. Sakurada will use those eagle-like sharp eyes to cast a murderous gaze on him after he finds out.

What happened in that dessert shop was finally handed over to the Armed Detective Agency, and what happened to the follow-up was no longer his concern.

But the black woman finally committed suicide by taking poison.

When Osamu Dazai began to press her for her identity, she bit out a grain of poison hidden in her mouth. The poison was extremely strong and took her life on the spot.

On the contrary, Tsunayoshi Sawada was a little curious about the origin of that woman.

Judging from Osamu Dazai's reaction, it was obvious that he had something to do with the organization behind this woman.

And this festival is pretty big.

While meditating, Tsunayoshi Sawada took out the keys in his pocket and opened the metal anti-theft door with the address "Sakurada".

With a dull sound of opening and closing, the dark entrance inside the door fell into the eyes of Sawada Tsunayoshi.

The wall hanging lamp on the wall outside the door elongated his shadow and gently cast it on the floor.

The room was dead silent.

The alarm bell in my heart rang rapidly.

Sawada Tsunayoshi moved quickly. He didn't even change his shoes, and rushed into the room with a stride.After running through the corridor at the entrance and around the living room, he smelled a strong smell of seafood.

He raised his hand and turned on the light in the living room.

The bright incandescent lamp almost burned his eyes at that moment.

There were two huge bags spread out on the floor, and a large puddle of water seeped from the unsealed part of the bags, carrying an unpleasant fishy smell.

It was two bags of seafood bought by Keiko Inamori.

Today, a well-known local seafood market in Yokohama is doing promotional activities. She also said that she must buy until she is satisfied in the afternoon.

Sawada Tsunayoshi walked to the two bags of seafood and slowly squatted down.

He noticed a puddle of blood that hadn't dried up on the floor next to the bag.

That pool of blood didn't flow from the seafood bag, so it was someone's blood.

Sawada Tsunayoshi stood up, looked around, and noticed that the half-glass wooden cabinet with many weapons in the living room was opened. He remembered that there should have been a white samurai sword in the middle. The knife is also engraved with extremely beautiful patterns.

But the samurai sword is gone, and where it once stood there is only a display stand.

Someone took it.

The living room is as full of life as when Tsunayoshi first arrived. Although Keiko Inamori takes some time to clean every day, the three naughty daughters in the family always mess up the house very quickly.

He walked past the sofa and looked around, but found no signs of a fight.

"Ms. Inamori—" he called.

No one answered.

The only sound in the living room is the wall clock hanging next to the TV. Every time the second hand takes a step, it will make a "da".

The cold and mechanical sound of the wall clock kept echoing in his ears, his brows under his brown hair were tightly locked, and he immediately walked through the living room and walked straight to Satomi and Yuki's room.

After he knocked on the white embossed door, he stood at the door and waited for a while.

Pity or any sound.

Sawada Tsunayoshi lowered his right arm, which was in a tapping gesture, and that face with soft lines and a warm smile from time to time was now indescribably dignified.

He suddenly realized that this matter was more serious than he had imagined.

He didn't knock on the door again, but directly twisted the handle of the room and walked in.

There was no one inside, but the lights were on, which made Gangji a little surprised.

This is the room with two single beds shared by Satomi and Yuki, and it is also the place where he usually teaches them.

The room was tidy and tidy, and the bed had no signs of being used.It seems that this room has not been used by them since he finished his class this afternoon.

Sawada Tsunayoshi walked to the rectangular desk shared by the two, only to find a white piece of paper on the desk.

Something seemed to be written on the paper.

Atsushi Nakajima, who was in charge of dealing with the aftermath of the dessert shop accident, dragged his exhausted body back to the staff dormitory.

Although in normal days, he would always face various dangers in many cases, but it was not common for a living person to die in front of him.

Besides, this person obviously committed suicide by taking poison after some information was exposed.

And, look at Mr. Dazai's appearance.

Atsushi Nakajima couldn't help bending his sore back, and sighed again tiredly with his eyebrows curled.

With his brain, which he thought was not brilliant, he could vaguely feel that there might be many unexpected dangers behind this matter.

The phone rang suddenly.

The sound echoed repeatedly in the empty corridors. In this completely dark night, it seemed too noisy, which added a little uneasiness to people's hearts.

The white-haired boy who was walking on the stairs stopped and stood there.

He reached into the pocket of his black cropped trousers and rummaged for a while, then took out the white flip phone that was ringing non-stop and hadn't been replaced since he joined the detective agency.

He opened the flip cover, the light of the phone screen was quite dazzling in the dark, and the note name displayed on the screen was "Mr. Sawada".

This is the mobile phone number they exchanged before they left the dessert shop today.The reason is that this matter is obviously not over yet. If there is another sudden accident, it will be more convenient to deal with the matter with each other's contact information.

It's just that Atsushi Nakajima didn't expect to receive the first private call from Mr. Sawada so quickly.

He pressed the connect button, and pressed the phone's sound outlet to his ear, "Mr. Sawada?"

The voice of the young man with a good temper came from the phone: "Is this Nakajima-kun?"

"Ah, yes, it's me. Did something happen, Mr. Sawada?"

"En." The warm voice on the other side of the phone pondered for a moment before continuing, "I'm ashamed to say it."

"Can I ask you to help take care of the children?"

"Hey?"

Fifteen minutes later, Atsushi Nakajima met Tsunayoshi Sawada and Reiba Sakurada who came by taxi downstairs in the staff dormitory.

Sakurada Reiba looked extremely tired, even if she was held by Sawada Tsunayoshi, her figure was still on the verge of collapse, her eyelids were clenched with sleepiness, as if she would fall asleep in the next second.

Sawada Tsunayoshi frowned slightly, and the corners of his mouth were slightly bitter: "There is no one in this child's family, so I am worried about leaving her alone at home."

"I just came to Yokohama, and I couldn't think of anyone who could take care of this child and keep her safe, so..." He sighed softly.

"I'll leave this to you, Nakajima-kun."

Atsushi Nakajima looked at Reiha Sakurada, who was gently brought over by Tsunayoshi Sawada's arm, with a dazed expression. She had already begun to nod her head and fell asleep.

"I'll pick her up early tomorrow morning." Sawada Tsunayoshi said solemnly.

Atsushi Nakajima blinked his eyes, his tired expression was exactly the same as Lian Ye who was shaking his head.He tilted his head slightly, his voice was a little uncertain: "Okay?"

After getting the answer, Sawada Tsunayoshi nodded and left in a hurry.

Atsushi Nakajima stood in front of the building of the staff dormitory, his eyes stared blankly for a while.

Until a gust of cold wind hit, he couldn't help shaking his shoulders, and made a smart move.

what.?

He just noticed that at some point, he had already grabbed Sakurada Reiba who was wearing a warm coat.

And Sakurada Reiba leaned limply on his lap, her eyes were closed tightly, her breathing was even, she seemed to have fallen asleep.

That's it. Agreed?

Hey?

On the paper placed on the desk in Satomi and Yuki's room, there were actually only three letters written on it: Ric.

The handwriting is very neat, even a little delicate, and it doesn't look hostile at all, and it doesn't look like it was written by someone who is aggressive.

It can be seen that even if someone broke into Sakurada House, this piece of paper was not left by the intruder.

And that handwriting was neither Satomi's nor Yuki's.It seemed that the writing was in a hurry, and the person who left this piece of paper seemed to be in a hurry to do something.Tsunayoshi Sawada was certain that this was a message left by Keiko Inamori after rushing home.

It was just the few drops of blood that dripped on the floor made him a little uneasy.

He couldn't be sure whether it was the blood that Keiko Inamori shed before leaving the message, or the injury after leaving the message.

And what is going on with Satomi and Yuki now, he has no way of knowing.

Thinking of this, Sawada Tsunayoshi couldn't help furrowing his eyebrows.He leaned forward from the rear of the car while leaning forward from one side of the chair, and said, "Sir, please drive faster."

From the Sakurada House to the staff quarters of the Armed Detective Agency, and then to Ric's Bar.It is very unfortunate that these three positions just form a triangle, and the distances are very far apart.

But there are no high-speed trains related to this time, so he can only choose to take a taxi.

The driver responded to Sawada Tsunayoshi's request by stepping on the accelerator more vigorously. The sound of the car tearing through the night wind became louder and louder. Rows of green plants planted on the roadside outside the window quickly slid past. It's almost a straight line.

But even at this speed, Tsunayoshi Sawada still frequently turns on his phone to check the time.

His heart was almost clutching together, it felt as if a hand was holding it tightly, and it was going to burst in the next second.

The car did speed up and drove on the road for a while, but soon, after encountering the red light ahead, the speed slowly slowed down again, and finally completely stopped in place.

Tsunayoshi Sawada stared at the countdown countdown on the traffic light display in the distance, and he felt a drop of cold sweat dripping from the corner of his forehead.

But until the string of red numbers counted down to zero and turned green, the car in front showed no sign of moving.

The driver in the driver's seat poked his head out of the window and looked: "No way, it seems to be stuck in traffic.".

After retracting his movements, the driver turned around and looked at Gang Ji with some embarrassment: "It seems that two cars collided in front, and the traffic police have already arrived, but it seems that it will take time to deal with it."

Sawada Tsunayoshi paid the fare immediately, opened the door and got out of the car.

Even in summer, Yokohama at night will bring a cold that seems to penetrate deep into the bone marrow.

In particular, the road leading to Ric Bar Street is also along a sea area. When the unsheltered wind blows across the sea and hits quickly, Tsuna, who is only wearing a short-sleeved shirt, feels that the hairs all over his body are standing on end.

Due to the remote location by the sea, there is not so much traffic on this street, and many shops around have closed early, only the halo from the street lamps is more eye-catching.

He looked around and found an unobtrusive alley between two buildings.

After entering the alley, he checked carefully first, and after confirming that this place seemed to be a dead end, and no one was present, he immediately ignited the flame of death energy between his palms.

The golden flame became brighter and brighter, and his slender figure gradually rose into the air under the fluctuation of the flame. After confirming that he was stable in the air, Sawada Tsunayoshi increased the release of the flame without hesitation, like a bird hunting for prey. Like a frigate bird, it soared into the sky.

This is the first time since he came to Yokohama to ignite the Flame of Death Qi to fly.

Although he had never wanted to expose his ability since he came here, but now that the situation was urgent, he had no choice.