The Far Eastern Hotel near Jingchuan Station was built in the vast open space of the embassy of a certain country. It is surrounded by rare greenery. From the guest rooms on the high floors, you can have a bird's-eye view of the ships sailing in Tokyo Bay and taking off and landing at Haneda Airport. s plane. The hotel has a special car between Narita and Haneda airports, so it is said that 30% of the tenants are foreigners. It is a well-known and time-honored international hotel. When the girl appeared in the lobby of the Far Eastern Hotel, it was early November, the sunny late autumn season.

The sky is so clear that it is unbelievable that this place is located in Tokyo, and the blue of the sky increases with time. At four o'clock in the afternoon, she stepped off the hotel's exclusive bus to and from Narita Airport. The girl has cream-colored curly hair and red veil-like eyes. She is about fifteen or six years old, and her legs protruding from the miniskirt are beautiful and attractive. She was not alone, but was walking with a tall, thin old man.The old man was wearing a high-end overcoat that looked simple and plain but was actually well-cut, but his expression looked haggard and weak.

The hotel staff in charge of reservation and registration asked if they needed a doctor, and the young girl and the old man replied in unison: "No." Then they took the room key. Walking into the double room on the 20th floor, the old man let out a sigh of relief, and threw himself into the large easy chair imitating the Victorian style.The girl threw the small suitcase on the bed and wanted to open the curtains, but changed her mind after thinking about it. "Uncle, would you like something to drink?" "Here... a glass of iced water would be good." The girl obeyed the old man's request and opened the refrigerator door.While watching his sister's granddaughter take out a bottle of mineral water, the old man held his left wrist to measure his pulse. Probably the result was unsatisfactory, and his expression was still gloomy.

The girl handed over the cup, and the old man took it thankfully, and drank it all in one go.The girl waited anxiously at the side, and the old man said to her in a voice as thin as a mosquito's gnat: "I have gradually lost the power to control High Moore." The old man's dark gray eyes should be looking at the girl. "The next time it happens again, maybe it won't be saved, Luni, then you will be responsible for leading our blood race, understand?" The girl smiled, it was a deliberately squeezed smile. "Grandpa, you want me to be responsible at every turn. This is not acceptable. You must lead our blood clan in a healthy and healthy way."

"Huh, I still can't talk to you." The old man also showed a tired smile. "I came to Japan specially, but I was in a mess. I thought this was the last mission..." The girl named Luni massaged the old man's back meticulously. "Grandpa, do you want to lie down and rest? You have to recharge your batteries, otherwise I won't be able to compete with the count alone." "It's better to obey than to respect." After the old man finished speaking obediently, he took off his shirt. While covering the blanket for the old man lying on the bed, Luni felt distressed.Uncle's health has indeed deteriorated, otherwise he would always protest before this: "Don't treat me like an old man!"

At this time the phone rang, although it was a faint musical sound, the volume seemed to be loud enough to fill the entire room.Lu Ni's eyes turned to the phone, and Hongsha's eyes flashed a stern warning look. Luni looked at the bed desperately for advice, but the exhausted uncle didn't move at all.So Luni put aside any hesitation and picked up the phone directly, with an expression as if the enemy was on the other end of the phone.In fact it is. "Hello, MAdemoisele." It's French, noble French, the "French of Parisian society."Luni's expression didn't soften, she declared in a tone that matched her expression.

"I have nothing to say to you, I'm going to hang up." "You are still so impetuous, I beg you, don't hang up, or you will lose the meaning of me specially entertaining you to this eastern island country." "entertain?" Luni's tone added a layer of anger. "Your language skills are really bad, and you actually turned threats into hospitality. At first, your men threatened that if uncle and grandpa and I didn't come to Japan, they would attack the entire blood clan. You pretend to be noble, but you don't know how to discipline yourself. Commander, am I right?"

"Because I want to see you so much, I may have unintentionally left a bad impression on you, but I really have no malice, please forgive me." "Your right hand holds oil fields and arsenals, and your left hand holds titles and medals. Both hands are full. What else do you want?" "There are so many... The first thing I want is the loyalty of your blood race." Luni gripped the microphone tightly. "No blood race has ever asked other blood races to obey." "No, so far." "You only know how to divide the relationship between people into upper and lower classes. Our blood race has not degenerated enough to need to be loyal to people like you; remember clearly!"

Luni hung up the phone, very hard.At the same time, the water level of anxiety also rose, and the other party knew where they were.Rather than keep fleeing, she would rather choose to fight for life and death, so Luni and her uncle came to Japan, but before she was ready, she let the other party discover her movements first, which was not only disadvantageous but also unpleasant.Want to change hotel?If everything is under the surveillance of the enemy, even changing the residence will not help, let alone there is no guarantee that the frail old man can bear this kind of travel. The girl's eyes began to change, and the blanket covering the uncle's body undulated.Luni knew immediately that her great-uncle's Highmoor was getting out of control.Just as he was about to open his mouth, the door was opened by an external force without warning.Earlier, Luni not only locked the lock but also swept the chain on the door. Unexpectedly, a pair of large and powerful scissors specially used by the US Army Corps of Engineers came in through the open door and cut the door chain with a blunt sound.

"Hello, MadeMOISeLLe." The same voice as on the phone, the same greeting as on the phone.The owner of the voice is a young male, about twenty-two or three years old.The long and well-proportioned physique is wrapped in a British suit.With curly black hair and a wheat complexion reminiscent of Anglo-Indian blood, the facial features are as neat and beautiful as a statue carved by Michelangelo.It is the appearance of a prince and nobleman, with an elegant and dignified but defiant temperament, and an attitude of being accustomed to overpowering others and making them obey. These are all unique characteristics of princes and nobles, and there are particularly significant differences in the modern civil society that emphasizes equality.Eight people who were obviously subordinates surrounded him, among them was a woman, a soldier who was nearly fifty years old, and the others were burly men in their prime who looked like bodyguards.

Lu Ni took a step back unconsciously, then stood still, raised her head vigorously, put her hands on her waist and stared at the young man. "As the tenth Earl of Lienford, he actually forcibly broke into the lady's room. It seems that the European aristocratic demeanor and chivalry have also fallen to the bottom!" This sharp criticism did not shake the youth in the slightest. "Sometimes, the things you say can be overwhelming, so I plan to stretch my muscles in Japan. Let's not talk about this, MAdemoiselle, and leave your uncle to me." "You have already alarmed the people in the hotel." "Please don't worry, I bought this hotel last week. Even if the whole hotel collapses, I can get compensation. Mademoiselle doesn't have to worry about it at all." "So you planned to kill uncle and grandpa from the very beginning..." "You are wrong. If he is still useful, I will naturally keep him alive, but I didn't expect him to become so weak." There is a sense of superiority in the expression of pity. "It's also a kind of mercy to let him go. From now on, you don't have to see any unpleasant scenes. Take Mademoiselle to the suite." The last sentence is an order to the subordinates.Three big men walked out of a group of bodyguards, one pointed a pistol at Luni, and the other two grabbed Luni's arms from left and right. The girl struggled desperately but in vain. "Be careful." After attaching this sentence, the young man with the title of Earl didn't even look at Luni who was taken away, and went straight to the bed where the old man was lying, and at the same time put his right hand into the inner pocket. "Being unable to control High Moore means that Hai Mulan Moore is at the end of his rope, and he is not qualified to continue to lead the blood clan." Without thinking, the young man lifted the blanket with his left hand, and lying on the bed was a big old wolf, covered in gray fur.The young man showed no surprise, just looked down. "My lord, it's dangerous!" At the same time as these words were spoken, the gray shadow jumped up.Gray Wolf, who had been paralyzed on the bed in a dying state before, now had fighting spirit in his eyes, and the remaining vitality rushed to his limbs in one breath, and he threw himself at the young man with the title of earl.Although he is old, his sharp teeth are still sharp, but it's a pity that he can't reach the throat of the young man.At this time, there was a muffled sound, and the sharp teeth and forelegs of the gray wolf were seen hanging on the outstretched left arm of the young man. Without even furrowing his eyebrows, the young man slowly pulled out his right hand from the inner pocket, and the pistol in his hand gave off a halo.He put the muzzle of the gun to the gray wolf's head.The young man's suit was torn and blood was flowing, but the young man didn't take it seriously at all. "Farewell, old man." The soundproof wall blocked the gunfire from being transmitted outside.Blood and brains drew geometric figures on the carpet, and Gray Wolf lay down on it, his limbs trembling uncontrollably. Although his angry eyes stared fiercely at the young man, they quickly lost their brilliance. "Live as a human, die as a wolf? It's really stereotyped, but this is also the so-called fate." Before the young man finished speaking, he heard a strong impact, and a very slight vibration, followed by a howling sound.The young man frowned, and the man over half a century old opened the door to scold his companion. "Be quiet! Even if there is no one on this floor, you can't yell!" He stopped the sentence immediately, and the three men fell into a ball and piled up in the corridor, groaning in pain and fear.The smell of blood came to the nostrils, and the women's clothes that had lost their owners were scattered all over the ground. A wolf with shiny silver fur glared at the half-hundred man, and jumped up before he had time to put on a stance. The silver wolf's fangs dug hard into the man's left arm, and the screams frightened the air in the corridor.At this time, the silver wolf had already rolled in mid-air, barely making a sound when it landed.The other big men rushed out of the room immediately, ready to pull the trigger towards the silver wolf who was rushing away. "Idiot! Don't shoot!" The youth scolded and whipped all the subordinates, and everyone stopped immediately.The young man rolled up the sleeve of his left arm and stretched it out horizontally. The young woman wiped the wound with a sterilized wet cloth. After wiping off the sticky blood stains, only tiny scars that had almost completely stopped bleeding remained.The woman asked. She wore glasses and tied her long chestnut hair in a bunch behind her head. She was a beautiful woman. "Do you need medicine?" "No need, it's okay to let Luni escape this time, don't chase after her." "Is it all right? My lord." "It takes time to tame wild beasts. This is the joy of princes and nobles." The young man with the title of earl was not bluffing, his expression was full of confidence, and he asked one of the subordinates with guns with an attitude of being accustomed to domination and victory. "Speaking of beasts, is Alosa obedient?" "You mean that wayward boy?" "Be careful what you say, even if he is a leftover that others don't want, he is still my important chess piece." The earl couldn't hide his smile, but the muscles on the man's face stiffened. Immediately changed his words: "I'm very sorry, Lord Earl, he is very obedient at present." The earl nodded, pulled down his rolled up sleeves, ordered his subordinates to clean up the aftermath and left calmly. "Atsushi Nakajima (Annotation: 1909~1942, novelist, native of Tokyo, graduated from Tokyo University, with a special style of work, all set in China.)'s "Mountain and Moon" uses Chinese folklore to allude to modern knowledge The rigid style derived from the uneasiness and self-awareness of Chinese language education occupies a special position in literary officials..." The teacher's voice entered the left ear and exited the right ear. Hidaka Toranosuke did not straighten the messy hair when he just got up, and stared at the Chinese textbook.He is not reading, just looking at the textbook.The story of a man turning into a tiger is certainly interesting, but the teacher's explanation is too boring. Toranosuke is a first-year student in a municipal high school, and he will be sixteen at the end of February next year.He is tall but not so outstanding, and he looks good, but not so handsome as to be eye-catching.Every item belongs to "upper average", and there is no particularly outstanding advantage other than the name, and the grades are the same. There are three to sixty students in the eight classes of the first grade. Toranosuke ranked first, fifth and ninth in the mid-term exam next semester. He thinks such a result is not bad. People who study hard and get good grades are really good, but I don’t Interested to follow up.He lived alone in the apartment——without his parents who urged him to study all day, so Toranosuke lived a somewhat undisciplined life every day. It's not that he doesn't like working hard, but he just can't understand which direction to work hard?What do you have to work hard for? After graduating from high school, continue to go to university, go out to the society as an office worker, and deal with the interpersonal relationship between your boss and colleagues all day long, making yourself burnt out. When you reach middle age, the company will ask you to retire at any time.Toranosuke has not been trained by the organized modern society to find joy in this kind of life, and he will not be reckless enough to resist directly, so he adopts an indifferent attitude towards his surroundings.In the eyes of the teachers, they sometimes feel that he is "perfunctory".Just yesterday, a physical education teacher who looked like he came out of a school TV series twenty years ago berated him lightly. "I said you scored 6.2 in the 50-meter dash test, right?" "It's already very fast." "You should be able to run faster. I know you hid your hand and deliberately released water in the last ten meters, right. You can't fool the teacher's eyes." Why should I lie to you?But arguing is pointless.He scratched his head and saluted: "Thank you, teacher." Sports is not something he is good at. Even if he is fast enough and explosive enough, it's just that he really can't stand things that require fine-tuning , equipment gymnastics such as box jumping, horizontal bar and the like are completely unacceptable.Anyway, just passing homework and physical education is enough, Toranosuke thought.He didn't deliberately appear so listless, as long as he catches the opportunity, he will definitely find something worthy of his enthusiasm, but so far, this opportunity has not appeared in front of him. "Hidaka, you seem to know everything, but I really can't see what you like and what you want to do." Someone once criticized him so much.This person is his classmate, Koichi Yamashita, who aspires to become a manga artist.Toranosuke retorted. "There are very few people like you who can establish future goals at the age of fifteen or sixteen." "Is it possible? I should set my goal now, otherwise how would I know which university to apply for?" "Then quickly become a famous cartoonist, and I will be your agent." Got caught in a silly joke. Toranosuke doesn't have a girlfriend, it's not that the female students in the class hate him.On the contrary, if he takes the initiative to say hello, many girls are often very happy about it.But Toranosuke deliberately avoided this situation.Because there is a negative role model around him, which makes him have a negative attitude towards love.This negative example is his father Hidaka Yoko.He is currently separated from his son and serves as a director of a large enterprise, East Asia Construction. He became the director of a large company at the age of forty-five, which shows that Hidaka Yangxing is an excellent businessman.He is slender and handsome, so he is quite popular with female employees in the company, but as the king of the family, he has negative points, Toranosuke thought.As a married man, Yoko Hidaka had an extramarital affair with a female employee under his command, causing him to separate from his wife.It happened twelve years ago, when Toranosuke was very young and not very sensible.Love is an individual's freedom. Yes, husbands and fathers should take on the responsibility of protecting the family.Yangxing's wife had been unable to adjust her emotions for a long time, and soon after she finally agreed to divorce, she died of acute cerebral hemorrhage three years ago.At that time, the foreign company was on a business trip abroad, and there was no time to attend the funeral. It is no wonder that the foreign company's parents-in-law, that is, Toranosuke's grandparents, were indifferent to the foreign company. Toranosuke didn't want to see his father either, and if he did, he would definitely punch him hard.The only good thing is that his father remits living expenses on time every month, which is enough.It doesn't matter if we don't see each other for a lifetime, Toranosuke thought.But on this day, after finally finishing the boring classes and cleaning the classroom, Toranosuke walked towards the school gate, and a voice called out to stop him. "Hey, Tiger." Toranosuke stopped, his usual rapid and steady pace suddenly stopped, almost hitting the passers-by behind him.After politely apologizing to the other party, his eyes moved aside. It was Toranosuke's father Hidaka Yoko, and Toranosuke immediately didn't know what expression to put on, while his father had a face of ignorance, a calm attitude of being upright and doing nothing wrong, maybe it was It might even be faked. "Long time no see, Tiger, I don't know how you are doing? But it looks like you've grown a lot taller." "you you you……" What are you doing?I wanted to say this but couldn't say it. "Anyway, you have to find a place to have dinner, right, how about you come with me?" "Never!" Just as he was about to spit, he saw Yangxing turned around and left without waiting for Toranosuke's answer.The British-made coat covered the broad shoulders, and it was indeed handsome and full of masculinity.The next moment, Yangxing turned his head across his shoulder, showing a wicked smile. "They're all high school students, don't be awkward or lose your temper, Tiger." How can I!When Toranosuke thought so, he might have fallen into his father's trap.After coming to sit at the table of an Indian restaurant near Kichijoji Station, Torinosuke tilted his head in wonder and thought: something seems wrong.After ordering the food skillfully, the foreign company looked at the son whom he hadn't seen for a year.The expression is calmer than Toranosuke, and it also gives people a tired feeling.In addition, his eyes did not focus on his son, but turned around, as if looking for someone. "I have to tell you something, you listen carefully." "What's the matter? Is it necessary to be so serious?" Could it be that the cost of living should be suspended?Just as Toranosuke made such a guess, Yoko said it in a rather casual tone. "I never told you, but you actually have a younger sister." "Toranosuke, are you listening?" "Yes, I have." "Then I will continue." Yangxing took a sip of water, took out a photo from the inner pocket of his suit, and handed it to Toranosuke. "You are her elder brother, so of course you have the responsibility to protect your sister." "Wait a moment!" Toranosuke finally fought back. "Before the elder brother protects the younger sister, it should be the duty of the father to protect the daughter first." "It's not wrong to say that." "That's the way it is!" Due to the loud volume, several nearby guests cast curious eyes.Toranosuke immediately fell silent, as if he had seized the opportunity specially, the food was served at this time, and on the big plate of Indian naan, there were Tandu braised chicken, samosa Indian flatbread, three A kind of curry, and the other two dishes are dishes that Toranosuke is not familiar with.The foreign company then poured Indian beer into his cup. "Let's talk about filling your stomach first. There is nothing in the world that cannot be solved. You will understand this truth when you are full." The most troublesome thing is the fact that such a self-centered person is actually his father.Thinking so, Toranosuke was invisibly overwhelmed by an invisible aura, obediently eating the dishes.I was really hungry, so I concentrated on eating for now.When the meal was almost finished, the foreign firm reopened the topic, with a rather stubborn attitude. "Now you should be very happy that you have a younger sister who looks so cute." "Why are you saying this all of a sudden?" "Because she can only rely on you now, although this elder brother is not very reliable." "I want to ask you something." "Just ask." "She won't be called Huzi or something." Yang Xing blinked, and finally laughed heartily. "So you care so much about your name." "It goes without saying! It's not the Warring States Period, who likes to be named Toranosuke, and I don't want to think how others will laugh at me." "I think it's a cool name." "Then you won't change your name to this!" "Oh, that makes sense, but it's too late." Yangxing said with a wry smile, then took out a thick paper bag and handed it to Toranosuke and said. "what is this?" "Money, there are one million yuan." Holding the paper bag in his hand, Toranosuke froze for a second. "Oh!" Even though he deliberately showed indifference, what was annoying was that his heart was still pounding.The foreign company handed another large paper bag to Toranosuke, saying that one million yen was the management fee for this thing. "Hey, wait a minute, what's going on here?" Toranosuke's tone was a little excited, no matter how much he tried to keep calm, he couldn't hide his inner wavering when faced with a series of unexpected situations. "By the way, I forgot to answer you. Your lovely sister is named Fengzi, the son of the wind." "Fengzi." "Don't take the opportunity to bully her just to get the love of your parents." "I won't!" "The weather is very unstable these days." "Why did you suddenly change the subject?" The topic change became too abrupt, and Toranosuke's reaction became uncreative.Looking at his son's puzzled expression, an unexpected sentence came out of Yang Xing's mouth. "Don't catch a cold." Toranosuke was stunned, this was not something that the foreign company would say at all, he dared to promise.From the beginning to the end, he was led by the nose by his father, and Toranosuke didn't even have time to say one percent of what he said, so he could only watch his father go to pay the bill. After being woken up by the alarm clock, I washed my face with cold water, and with a toothbrush still in my mouth, I put the toast into the toaster, and then took out milk and cream from the refrigerator.Turn on the TV, and the morning news will be played, and a middle-aged announcer will read the news content in a flat tone. "As a key person in the incident, Hidaka Hidaka, director of East Asia Construction Co., Ltd., who was asked by the special search department of the Tokyo District Prosecutor's Office to appear in court on his own, was found to have jumped to his death early this morning." This content passed into his not yet fully awake head, and Toranosuke took a bite of toast without any response.At the third bite, the brain nerves enter and exit the spark.With a piece of toast in his mouth, he was looking straight at the TV screen, which featured his father's face in close-up.The stern-looking face, photographed many years ago, looks like a stranger.We just met each other the night before, but it seemed to become a distant past in an instant. Unexpectedly, my father died like this. "No way!" Toranosuke groaned. According to news reports, Hidaka Co., Ltd. embezzled the company's public funds. Seeing that the deeds were about to be revealed, they committed suicide by jumping off the building in desperation.Hidaka Corporation is a director of East Asia Construction Co., Ltd. and one of the "salesmen". "Salesman" is a special term in the construction industry, who is responsible for foreign negotiations and various tasks.The most obvious job content is negotiating with other companies, entertaining politicians and government officials, and also conducting mergers and acquisitions, exploiting legal loopholes, violating social morality, and contracting various businesses under the table. It is rumored that East Asia Construction has been involved in corruption cases for a while and has been investigated by the prosecution authorities. Within a few days, executives of the company have been arrested consecutively. In addition, well-known political figures will also be arrested.However, the bribes that companies handed over to politicians did not actually go to the other party.The huge sum of 100 million yuan was embezzled by Hidaka Matheson and absconded with the money.He left a suicide note explaining the ins and outs, which caused the whole incident to take a turn for the worse. Toranosuke's thoughts seemed to be in a trance for a while, and when he came back to his senses, the TV screen was showing the wedding ceremony of a pair of newly married second-tier artists in New Caledonia.A middle-aged film and television reporter broadcasts the news at a speed that can hardly catch up.When I turned my gaze, I saw the dial of the clock. It was already past eight o'clock. Definitely late.Even if there is time, I am not in the mood to go to school.Hidaka Yoko is not a qualified father, but I really can't believe that he would do something related to such terrible terms as dereliction of duty and embezzlement.Toranosuke took off the school jacket he had just put on and threw it on the ground. He fell back on the bed, stared at the ceiling for a few seconds, and sparks came and went in his mind again. "That's right! That big paper bag!" Torinosuke jumped up, regardless of the howl of protest from the bed, jumped to the ground rudely, pulled out the cardboard box full of expired magazines from under the bed, and put the big paper bag his father gave him in it. "You have a younger sister, take good care of her." His father's words kept echoing in his mind, and he finally understood the meaning of this meaningful sentence.It was a foretaste of suicide, to his son's last words, he was about to die, so he entrusted his daughter to his care.In order to convey this message, Yang Xing came to see his son before his death. "It's really useless. I'm the only one left who can be trusted? Aren't you an excellent company executive? Can't you find five to ten trustworthy subordinates?" Toranosuke felt that if he didn't continue to mutter words, he was afraid that loneliness would turn into a gray cage and imprison him.He opened the paper bag with a slightly rude gesture. At first glance, it contained ordinary office supplies.Two floppy disks, a stack of photocopied papers, receipts, bank transfer slips, subpoenas, a tape, etc., among which was a white envelope.Tear open the envelope, there is a piece of note paper inside, open the note paper, a few lines of text come into view. "I didn't embezzle public funds, I was falsely accused. I don't ask you to believe me, I just ask you to understand the truth. The things in the paper bag are the evidence." The recipient is Toranosuke, and the sender is a foreign company.The content continued for a few lines, saying that everything should be handled by Toranosuke. If he died, he would move immediately, and Toranosuke must visit his sister and so on. "This is a really tricky file." How tricky is it?Toranosuke couldn't describe or judge in detail, but these items would be a fatal injury to the company where his father worked and the politicians who had a close relationship with it, and he at least understood this.Toranosuke took a deep breath first, then rushed to the window like a spring, ran to the destination in three steps, opened the window and looked outside, and after confirming that there was nothing unusual, he hurriedly sorted out the clues in the form of self-questioning . "It seems that he hasn't been monitored yet, so it's better not to stay for a long time." "Get out of here in ten minutes." "Maybe there will never be a chance to come back." "It's not the home where I grew up. If I have spare time, I might as well pack my luggage quickly." "Take away everything my father gave me the day before yesterday, and in short the money." "Slowly figure it out, don't miss what you take away." "Clothing is light, especially shoes." The unrealistic feeling lingered, and while trying to get rid of it, Toranosuke was busy stuffing a bunch of things into his backpack. At this time, a pair of eyes were looking at the second floor of the apartment where Toranosuke lived. He parked randomly in a truck on the road. A foreign boy kept looking at the apartment. The distance required a telescope to see clearly, but the boy only used his own Observe with the naked eye. The boy was about seventeen years old, and he was tall, with a slender physique in a word.He has beautiful golden brown hair and pupils of the same shade.Fair skin, handsome features, wearing a silk shirt under the jacket. The boy looked like a prince from a fairy tale world, but only when he was silent.After adjusting his posture in the seat, he spoke to the man in the driver's seat in Japanese. "That kid's sixth sense is very accurate, as soon as he sees the news, he is ready to run away." It is a Kansai dialect, and to be precise, it should be an imitation of the Kansai dialect, which is too different from the appearance.The man in the driver's seat responded in a commanding tone. "Since that's the case, don't rush to arrest people!" "Didn't you just tell me to watch him? The Earl will be angry if he acts without orders." "How dare you call the Earl directly! Call the Earl!" The blond boy heard the man's roar in his left ear and out his right ear, and he saw Toranosuke running down the stairs outside the apartment in a panic from a distance. "It's so fast!" The boy yelled, and tilted his head slightly.He watched Toranosuke's back go away, and seemed to have an answer in his heart. "That's right, that kid has Highmore." "Really?" "I really admire you, but you don't feel such a strong High Moore." The young man's attitude was not modest in the first place, and his deliberate cynicism made the man in the driver's seat even more angry, but his eyes filled with murderous rather than anger did not frighten the young man. "What should we do next?" The tone of self-questioning and self-answering seems to be an old god. Today is Saturday, and the elementary school just after twelve noon is full of children who are going home.Toranosuke was standing by the door, wearing jeans, a white turtleneck, sneakers, and a light backpack on his back.Holding the photo his father gave him the day before yesterday, he was waiting for his sister to leave school.It's kind of funny to think about it, because he's doing exactly the same thing as his father the day before yesterday.On the back of the photo, the name and address of the elementary school that my sister attended was indicated. "Ah, that's her." The photo was taken well, allowing Toranosuke to recognize his sister at a glance. Toranosuke was also a primary school student four years ago, but he has forgotten how tall he was then.The little girl has short hair and is dressed in a sweater, jacket, and jeans. She looks lively and cheerful, and her height seems to be less than Toranosuke's shoulders.As soon as his big watery eyes saw Toranosuke, he stopped in his tracks.After saying a few words to the students on both sides, and waving goodbye, he walked straight towards Toranosuke's direction, and stared straight at Toranosuke. "Are you Fengzi?" Toranosuke finally asked, and the girl named Fuko standing in front of her nodded. "You're my brother, I know that." "This, is this so?" Compared with the noisy situation, it is indeed much better. "How did you know?" "Dad told me and let me see the photos." "So that's how it is, uh, my brother has also seen your photo." It seems that things are going well, but today's Toranosuke cannot breathe a sigh of relief.Although the paparazzi of the TV station should not chase here, it would be bad if a large number of media flocked to Fengzi's house. He didn't want his sister to be affected. Thinking about it, Toranosuke suddenly felt that his actions were boring.The current him is tantamount to being threatened by a phantom that does not exist and acts recklessly. Maybe tomorrow he will return to the way he was before yesterday, living a boring and stable life every day.Perhaps it would be wise to go back to the apartment and wait for the official notice to prepare for my father's funeral.I ran to Fengzi's house, what would I say when I saw my father's mistress?Toranosuke seemed hesitant, and tried to ask a question for now. "You know about Dad?" "Ok." The topic was interrupted again.Watching his sister staring down at the ground, Toranosuke felt a pain in his heart.Really, how could such a small child suffer such a big change.The two walked side by side and chatted a little bit.Fuko's mother had received the obituary from the foreign company early in the morning, but she still sent her daughter to school as usual, and told her: "No matter what happens, stay calm." Hearing this, Toranosuke didn't know how to answer for a while.Even Toranosuke, who was a high school student, was shaken. Although it was an exhortation from a mother's love, this request is too difficult for elementary school students. "Fengzi's house has arrived." Fengzi pointed to a two-story house surrounded by fences that can be seen everywhere. Ten people gathered in front of the door, and several large trucks were parked on the road, with the name of the TV station written on the body.Toranosuke's intuition was not good, and he immediately took his sister's hand, turned around the corner ahead, and only leaned out his upper body to observe the situation. "Those people can't go into the house until they leave." Fengzi looked up to his brother. "I don't want it, and I haven't done anything bad, why can't I go home?" This sentence was completely correct, and Toranosuke couldn't answer immediately.Avoiding unnecessary friction is a common way of doing things, and there is nothing wrong with it, but Toranosuke felt that Fuko's words hit a sore spot.Just as he was thinking about how to answer, the whole world suddenly shook, and a shock hit his eardrums.Toranosuke understood that there was an explosion somewhere, and immediately looked in the direction of the sound, and saw that Feng Yu's house was surrounded by flames and thick smoke. Tongues of fire spewed out from the window, crimson, orange, and golden flames swirled and danced, and the walls, ceilings, and furniture gnawed by the hot teeth of the flames wailed mournfully.The reporters of the TV station were all frightened and froze, and everyone screamed. "It exploded! There was an explosion! What a fire!" Fengzi wanted to run to his home. "Mom her!" "No, it's too dangerous!" Toranosuke desperately grabbed Fuko who was flying out. "Brother can just go, Fengzi, you stay here, don't run around until I agree." "But……" "You can't help even if you go, brother will save your mother, be obedient and stay here obediently." Seeing Fuko nodding, Toranosuke rushed out alone. At that time, he thought this was the best way. However, after only ten seconds, Toranosuke immediately understood that this was the worst choice.When he pushed aside the hustle and bustle of the crowd and finally got close to the flames and thick smoke, a voice hit his back suddenly, it was the scream of his sister. "Brother, save me!" When Toranosuke turned around, he bumped into someone else, his vision shook violently, and he fell heavily to the ground. He could still see clearly the moment before he fell to the ground.几个穿着看似工作服的人影扛起风子的身体，正准备塞进一辆货车里。从路面翻了一圈站起身来，虎之介的视线与对方的行踪全被纷纭杂沓的人群挡住，只听见左右不断传来吼声：“你在这儿做什么？让开！”经过一阵你推我挤之后，虎之介终于挣脱混乱的漩涡，只见到货车仿佛在讥笑他的徒劳无功一般扬长而去的背影——然后消失不见。 虎之介跟自己妹妹才见面不到几分钟，妹妹却眼睁睁在他面前遭到绑架。答应了父亲的请托，最后竟把事情搞砸。虎之介无语伫立在迅速接近的消防车警铃声之中。