I just want to be a regular writer

——Terru Asakura and Seiken Shan are still sleeping well, as if this is their home.

Asakura Teru can understand, but Makoto Ken...

Is he not afraid and not alert anymore?

Jiliang Jiying closed the sliding door of the living room and turned back to the room.

There must be one thing before going to sleep-that is the fixed action that signals that he is going to sleep.

Wash, warm milk, soft exercises.

Nothing is missing, only then can he sleep peacefully.

I hope that for him today, "sleeping peacefully" is not a luxury.

He poured the milk into the cup and set the time of the microwave without hurriedly.Afterwards, he looked up at the dining table-on April 1st, Lilith and Azusa Sasaki helped to take care of the dishes, and the waterproof tablecloth that Kira Yoshikage liked was also wiped clean and placed on the seat. On the back of the chair.

For today's dinner, Kira Yoshikage is quite satisfied-even if it makes a little noise.

But for the finishing touch after dinner...

Unfortunately, Jiliang Jiying was not satisfied.

"Ding--"

The milk in the microwave has heated up. It seems to be distracted when the heating time is set. The milk has heated up for an extra minute.

When Kira Yoshikage's hand touched the wall of the cup, she subconsciously shrank back.

He lowered his eyes and stood there for a while, then decided to wait.

He went back to the room, picked up the letter he had thrown on the table after coming back, and spread it out.

The letter was unexpectedly short--

[Mr. Kira, I know your secret.I think you need me to shut up, it's very simple, I want money.

Take a leave, tomorrow day

In the evening, I went to relatives’ house for dinner after get off work. When my dad and uncles finished drinking, my mother and aunts finished chatting. It’s already the order when I go home.

I'm so sleepy, I went to bed first today and wake up tomorrow, sorry orz

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Chapter 063

When Kanta arrived home, time had entered the second day.

He was making trouble all day in Jiliang Jiying, and he didn't even take a nap. He was sleeping soundly on his mother's shoulder at the moment.

The young woman gently placed him on the bed and covered him with a blanket.

She didn't seem to be going to sleep yet, so she closed the window of the master bedroom, turned on the humidifier, and then turned it on.After doing this, she took off Kanta's corduroy jumpsuit and put on her pajamas.

She took Kanta's jumpsuit and went out and sat down in the dim study.

As if not sleepy, the young woman sat there for a while.Later, she took out something from the back pocket of Kanta's jumpsuit-it was a small recording pen with a thin clip at the end to ensure that it would not be too wide. Fall out in the tossing all day.The working hours that the battery can provide it is also ridiculously high, which can help her not to miss any useful information.

She reached out and clicked on the recorder, and looked up at the open door of the study.

After a few seconds of pause, he got up and closed the door of the study, and then locked it.

In the small study room, only the screen the size of the little finger of a voice recorder was emitting a faint blue glow.

Pinning the broken hair hanging on the side of her face behind her ears, the young woman began to check today's results.

"...Hand, what hand?"

The old man's voice came from the recorder.

The woman was stunned for a moment, and then she remembered that there really seemed to be an old man living in Kira's house-probably someone like Kira Yoshikage's father.

The woman frowned and continued to listen.

"Where did you know?"

"Who else have you said this to?"

"...Good boy, come here." The sound quality is somewhat damaged across the recorder.But the woman still heard the danger that was not hidden in the old man's words, but was too profound and obscure for a young child.

There was vibration from the recorder.

It's probably a cell phone or something, maybe on the table or on the coffee table.

It doesn't matter, anyway... probably a cell phone?

The old man's voice disappeared, and there was a long silence from the recorder.

After a while, she heard the sound of something being placed on the table-combined with the previous sound, it was probably the phone that was right.

After putting down the phone, the old man seemed to have forgotten Kanta’s open mouth before. He started to watch TV and turned on the TV loudly. The woman could hear his son from time to time, that is, Kanta was playing with toys. the sound of.

She listened quietly for a while and found that there was no information available.

I checked the recording time and determined that it was about noon, so I adjusted the fast forward.

Until she estimated that the recording time was about two or three o'clock in the afternoon, another voice finally came out of the recorder.

——The woman recognized that voice, it was the voice of Jiliang Jiying.

The young man’s voice has a calmness that is not at his age, and he speaks with a calm tone and a good temper.

She also heard other voices, such as the nephew Shan Chengxian, and the voice of another teenager.

After that, the sound in the recorder was very noisy, and there was nothing useful.

——It's just... Kira Yoshikage's friends are much more than she expected.

But there is no problem. After all, they are young people in their 20s. What is strange about how many friends?

The woman did not take this matter to heart, and turned on the computer to find out the previous recordings-she very much agrees with her son's fun, and is willing to let him go to those people's home to play-her son found a business opportunity.

Of course of course.

She thinks Kira Yoshikage must be dangerous, so she still needs to see when Kira Yoshikage will choose to kill.

Is it only when you see the right hand?