Chapter 856 Feng Jian: The Clown Is Actually Myself (Additional Update for Yun Chenxi and the Crowdfunding Bosses)

The police are a group of people who hide in gray areas and have been in contact with darkness for a long time. Although their work is not known to the public, the variety, difficulty, and quantity are not low at all. Yuya Fengmi, who has two jobs in the Ministry of Public Security, is as tired as a dog every day.

That night, Kazami Yuya finally finished a full day's work, including but not limited to sorting out the documents and materials of the Security Planning Section, cautiously dealing with the two bosses, and working hard to follow Reina Mizuno.

After doing these things, he also looked at the time and found that it was early morning again. At this point in time, most people should have already fallen asleep, but for a social animal like him, what he thought in his mind was "it's still early."

Kazami Yuya packed up his belongings and prepared to go home and take a nap before continuing to devote himself to a new day's work.

However, just as he was about to step out of the police station door, his cell phone in his pants pocket suddenly vibrated. Kazami Yuya muttered strangely: "It's so late, those scammers and those who send small advertisements are really working hard."

He turned on his phone and was surprised to find that the hard worker was not a liar, but one of his amiable bosses - Asano Nobushige.

Later, after seeing the content of the text message clearly, Yuya Fengmi sighed silently again.

Who is he sympathizing with? Mr. Asano actually asked him to go fishing for garbage in the sea late at night. What kind of garbage are you picking up? Shouldn't this kind of thing be under the control of the environmental sanitation department? What does it have to do with the police?

After wandering around for a long time, the clown turned out to be myself.

Although Kazami Yuya didn't understand the meaning of this order, but the military order was overwhelming, he still had to accept his fate and drove his little broken car towards Tokyo Bay.

The address on the text message was a famous diving resort. Maybe because the diving area has relatively high water quality requirements, the cleaning work was so heavy that we had to borrow people from the police late at night.

In Kazami Yuya's mind, the coast should be full of people responsible for cleaning up, turning on high-wattage searchlights, and everyone working together to pick up garbage enthusiastically. However, when he finally arrived at the scene, he found that it was completely dark and there were no street lights.

Feng Jian Yuya looked at the dark sea and couldn't help but slumped down on the trash can nearby, tears streaming down his face.

He understood that he must have done something wrong and made Mr. Asano angry, so Mr. Asano wanted to punish him by running to the beach in the middle of the night to blow the cold wind.

But what mistake did he make?

Just when Feng Jian Yuya was puzzled, a car suddenly came from the end of the road.

You should know that in a place like this where birds don't poop, a car will not pass by for a few minutes in the middle of the night, so Kazami Yuya squinted his eyes and took a second look.

Um? That car seems a bit familiar, it seems...ah, that seems to be Mr. Asano's car!

Kazami Yuya quickly lifted his butt off the trash can and waved excitedly to Asano Nobushige.

As a subordinate, it is very bad for him not to understand the meaning of his superior's orders. He actually misunderstood Mr. Asano, which is really inappropriate!

However, this familiar car whizzed past Yuya Kazami's eyes, completely ignoring him.

Several question marks floated over Feng Jian Yuya's head: "???"

He saw the car suddenly swerve beautifully about fifty meters away from him, and stopped steadily on the side of the road. Immediately afterwards, a huge humanoid creature fell decisively into the dark sea in the form of a parabola.

Feng Jian Yuya looked full of questions and looked confused.

Before he could decide whether to ask, a new message landed in his inbox.

Feng Jian Yuya looked down. The text message was very simple. It just said: [The garbage has been thrown away, pick it up quickly. ]

What the hell? Does the so-called picking up garbage mean that Mr. Asano needs to throw it away first and then pick it up? So what is the significance of this matter? Is the water cleaner after passing it through?

Feng Jian Yuya raised his head in confusion, but the only person who could solve his doubts had already driven away in a car, leaving him alone in the same place with the garbage, desolate and melancholy.

…

In the morning, when the first ray of sunlight shines into the house accompanied by the clear and melodious calls of sparrows, white wagtails and starlings, Xinfan's biological clock has already started ringing. He opened his eyes, stared at the ceiling, and reacted for five seconds.

He is the manager of Ritsu Feng Music Classroom and Iroha Sushi Restaurant, and the agent and investor of Kogoro Mori. He is 24 years old and has a lively and lovely younger sister at home. The employees in the store are all hard-working and capable.

Today is a brand new day. He should get up, wash and change clothes, have breakfast with his sister, watch her leave home for school, while he drives or walks to Lu Feng's music classroom. There, he could drink coffee and eat cakes made by employee Amuro-kun, occasionally take one or two music lessons, and most of the time just sit by the window and read in the sunshine.

so good……

Nobuhiro sat up with his right arm supported and rubbed his temples with a headache.

Unfortunately, in addition to Asano Nobushige, he is also Mescal, the top executive of the criminal group, and Morofuku Kagemitsu, a public security police officer. The imagined peaceful lives are destined to be not all of life, and they are too boring.

However, recently his monotonous life has been enriched with a lot of spices. The spices worked, but they were a bit too powerful, which made him unable to resist for a while. He hadn't even thought about how to go to Lufeng Music Classroom to face Shuichi Akai and Rei Fukiya - especially Rei Fukiya. He didn't feel it yesterday, but he felt Alexander as soon as he got up this morning.

In the past period, they had been accustomed to being colleagues, friends, and enemies, but suddenly they were going to transform into comrades-in-arms. Xin Fanzhen couldn't adapt to it in a short period of time. What's more, he still has to carry this last secret and hold on to it alone.

It’s so difficult just thinking about it.

Nobushige reached for the phone on the bedside table and tapped the screen hard: "Hiroki, where did your morning newspaper go?"

Hiroki woke up from sleep in a daze. Each system was still in the restarting stage, and his words had a sticky smell: "Well, what is the morning report?"

"That's it..." Nobuhiro suddenly sighed and said, "Forget it, if you don't have it, you won't have it. You won't cherish what you get. This principle applies to anyone."

At first, Hiroki wanted to be recognized by Zhu Fu Jingguang, so he tried his best to show his practicality. Once he got acquainted with him, he immediately showed his true colors, revealing the naivety that only a real ten-year-old child can have.

This is actually quite good. Anyway, apart from those messy functions, Hiroki has also done a good job in other aspects, such as the recovery of virus software in Yuya Kazami's mobile phone.

After thinking about it, I just added one update anyway, why not release it in one breath. It was gone at 6pm.