Conan's Helping People

Chapter 342 Wang

The sky is overcast, Xiaoxue.

Miike Yuta swiped his room card and walked into the house.

He tugged on his tie and loosened it a little before subconsciously checking the time: three o'clock in the afternoon.

Oh, it was only three o'clock in the afternoon. At this time, his wife was still at the ladies' party and the children hadn't finished school. No wonder the house was empty.

Thinking of this, he let out a heavy breath, and involuntarily touched the back of his head while changing his shoes.

There was some pain in the back of his head.

Why does it hurt?It's a story with some horror and endless fear. As long as you recall this story, Miike Yuta will think of a night when he just finished relaxing with his little lover happily, when he turned his head and the back of his head was held by the muzzle of a gun.

Just a little bit, just a little bit!He was shot dead by that ruthless man in black with silver hair and long hair, and died on the spot.

Fortunately, he slid and knelt fast enough.

Fortunately, the man in black didn't come to deal with him, but had an idea about a certain house under his name.

A house is not important, but it is just a house of [-] million yen.

Only.

Miike Yuta didn't feel bad at all.

He tugged on his tie again, feeling irritated and distressed, so he simply tore it off, then threw it on the floor, then stepped on his slippers to the kitchen, and poured himself a glass of warm water to calm his shock.

Just remembering what happened that day, Yuta Miike felt that his scare value was constantly soaring. Even if he met him again now, he felt that he would definitely slip and kneel on the spot.

Anyway, if you can exchange your life with money, as long as you can afford it, almost 99% of people will definitely choose to exchange it.

And one more thing.

After drinking a glass of warm water, Miike Yuta hiccupped, he couldn't help but smiled drunkenly, and couldn't help showing a triumphant expression on his face.

He saw a road to the sky, as long as he stepped on it, he could squeeze up a class in an instant.

The road to heaven is called "Tokyo Factory Reorganization Plan".

With the rapid development of Tokyo, many people's lives are better, but there are also many people who are going bankrupt and jumping from buildings.

For example, certain backward factories that produce backward things.

It's okay for a factory to go bankrupt, and it's okay for a bankrupt to jump off a building. This is Tokyo, who cares about them?Tokyo's suicide rate has been at a peak!

The problem is that after the rapid development of Tokyo, this small city has become more crowded, and those useless wastes still take up space.

The higher authorities have decided to clean up these abandoned factories and other buildings that take up space, and they are also looking for someone to cooperate with this operation.

Not long after hearing the news, Miike Yuta gritted his teeth and bought several abandoned factories, and just today, he finally got the chance to try it out after pretending to be his grandson on the wine table for several hours!
The boss at the wine table pointed to a factory and told him to deal with that factory first. If he handled it well, he could join the plan, get a share of the action, and get to know the new boss by the way.

Miike Yuta couldn't help but feel dizzy when he thought about the scene where he went one step further in success and talked and laughed happily with those big shots at the banquet.

It's okay to lose a house, his good days are still to come!
He laughed a few times and took a few sips of water.

Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of a black shadow at the approaching window from the corner of his eye, so he subconsciously turned his head to look.

The black shadow didn't disappear in a flash, but swung from top to bottom and came straight towards him.

Before Miike Yuta had turned his head completely to look over, the black shadow hit his side face and hit him mercilessly
Miike Yuta was kicked to the ground, his vision went dark, and he passed out immediately.

*

There was a buzzing sound in his ears, Miike Yuta opened his eyes with difficulty, and saw the floor, the lower part of the table and the sofa in front of him, and the dark gap at the bottom of the sofa.

In addition, there was a person sitting on the sofa, and the other person was facing him. From Miike Yuta's current perspective, he could only see the half of the other person's calf in black pants and the pair of sneakers.

He reacted for a while, and then reacted for a while, and then he reacted slowly, and his eyes gradually became clear, and it was no longer the kind of low-quality picture that was somewhat dim and hoarse with black spots.

At the same time, feel and touch come online.

He could feel half of his face pressed against the carpet, where it was already wet, and he could also smell a very strong smell of rust that was close at hand.

It was his blood, he didn't know how long he lay in front of the sofa in the living room, the blood that flowed out soaked the carpet, that's why he felt the wet carpet under his face, and also smelled a strong smell of rust.

And what caused all of this was the owner of that pair of sneakers.

The other party fell down from the second floor while he was drinking water, kicked him unconscious, dragged him to the living room, and waited quietly for him to wake up.

This... this guy...

The pair of sneakers in the field of vision are white, but the pants are black. Looking at it, Miike Yuta remembered the man in black who was dressed in black some time ago.

Last time, the guy in black was targeting his house, but this time, the guy's target wasn't necessarily those foreign objects, but his life!
Miike Yuta quickly closed his eyes, pretending that he had not woken up and was still in a coma.

Ten seconds later, he heard a soft sound of pages turning, followed by the sound of the spine of the book falling on the table.

Then, he heard an exceptionally young male voice, "You're awake, Mr. Mitsui."

Miike Yuta: "..."

He closed his eyes tightly, trying to restrain his trembling instinct, but at the same time he was a little puzzled: Who is Mitsui?

Had this exceptionally young gentleman found the wrong man?Or are you trying to trick him into opening his eyes?

He subconsciously forgot to breathe, and after feeling a slight suffocation, he hurriedly took another breath as lightly as possible, and continued to pretend that he was still awake.

The room fell a little quiet.

About ten seconds later, Miike Yuta heard the other party talking to himself, "Ah, I'm pretending not to wake up."

he:"!"

He heard the other party standing up, walking towards this side, and squatting down in front of him, carefully observing his series of movements.

he:"!!"

"Mr. Sanhai, do you know that without special training, when ordinary people pretend to be asleep," the other party said slowly, "the eyeballs can move."

While the other party was talking, Miike Yuta felt a coolness approaching his eyes, and the other party poked his eyes while talking.

he:"!!!"

Are the eyes and eyeballs moving? !

Miike Yuta frantically recalled whether he had moved his eyeballs just now, but he was too nervous just now, and didn't remember such a trivial matter at all!
He opened his eyes in despair, and skillfully showed a flattering smile, "Mr., sir... eh?"

Halfway through the flattery, he made a sound in astonishment.

There was no other reason, of course it was because of the person in front of him who threatened him.

The other party no longer sat on the sofa, but squatted in front of him, and he saw more things. He saw the black clothes on the upper body of the other party, saw the gloved hand stretched out in mid-air, and also Saw each other's baseball caps.

And that face under the hat.

Compared with the pitch-black baseball cap, that face was too pale. It was the kind of pale complexion that only people who have been ill for a long time or who have just recovered from a serious illness have. It is several degrees paler than the skin color of normal people.

The mouth is also very pale.

However, those eyes were not pale at all.

Those eyes are dark green, extraordinarily rich, and the eyelashes are pitch black, easily delineating those eyes into the most vivid existence on that face.

Miike Yuta didn't even look at the opponent's appearance much, so he subconsciously looked straight at the opponent.

After staring at each other for a while, he belatedly despaired.

Appearance.

This guy doesn't hide his face! ! !

What does it mean?This means that there is no need to cover your face at all, and you plan to silence it afterwards, so it doesn't matter if you let him see your face!

Miike Yuta's eyes darkened, and he almost pouted on the spot again.

"Three..." The other party paused suspiciously, and then said slowly, "Mr. Owner of 'Shenjing Factory', hello."

Miike Yuta tremblingly said: "You, hello."

He was reminded by the other party's too young voice, so he subconsciously looked at the other party's appearance, and couldn't help but see the light in his eyes.

This is a guy who can definitely attract attention in school, but any girl who has a little love for beauty can't help but cast her eyes on this guy frequently.

As for why it is in school...

This guy is too young, so young that he can be described as a teenager, the lines of his face and jawline are still a bit gentle, not as sharp as the silver-haired man in black a while ago.

The other party asked politely: "Excuse me, can you be my friend?"

Miike Yuta: "...?"

He was at a loss for a moment, and couldn't help but type out question marks slowly.

What, what?
"It's a little troublesome, but there's no way around it." Seeing that he was at a loss, the other party explained thoughtfully, "This is a peaceful world. If you are directly disposed of, your factory will not belong to me, but to your wife and children." .”

"So I can only trouble you who are alive to transfer it to me."

Miike Yuta: "..."

Inexplicably familiar.

He gritted his teeth and looked at the guy in front of him for the third time, this time deliberately ignoring his eyes.

Then I discovered the key point: familiar, especially familiar.

Why does it look familiar?

Because the apartment that Miike Yuta gave away on his knees some time ago is under the name of this young man in front of him.

The other party called Hinata to be reasonable.

In that apartment, Miike Yuta followed the orders of the silver-haired man in black, and acted as a ruthless tool for signing and stamping the whole time, without asking or memorizing anything.

Only a few days ago, he felt that the limelight had passed a little bit, so he went to check the information of the apartment. He didn't do too much research, it was just a light inquiry like a normal look at the registration information.

It was then discovered that the apartment holder was 'reasonable for Hinata'.

Hinata is quite well-known, especially within the last year, plus that apartment, so Yuta Miike is very impressed.

The photo is too different from the real person, and the green eyes are too different between the fixed state and the active state, almost two people, and Miike Yuta has been obediently lying on the ground, and the perspective of seeing people is a bit wrong. come out.

He was silent for a short while before loading the language function on the phone with difficulty, "Factory? Factory!"

"I, I am willing to transfer the factory to you!"

"I am very proficient in the transfer procedures!" He said loudly, "I can take the fast track, and I can finish it in a day or two!!!"

Hinata rationally moved his hands. He stared at the embarrassed gentleman and asked, "Really?"

He was wearing gloves, so he could actually use his hands.

Hyuga Ryo was already a little impatient for such a simple matter of occupying land. As long as this gentleman didn't like him a little bit, he wouldn't mind adding an extra task objective.

"Yes, yes!" Miike Yuta raised his head and nodded hastily.

He ignored the blood thrown from his head and the sudden dizziness, and hurriedly said: "I helped Mr. Gin with the transfer of the apartment before, I have experience!!!"

"Huh," Hinata was puzzled for a short while, and then suddenly realized, "The [-] million yen apartment is yours?"

Miike Yuta nodded wildly, stopped quickly, and began to shake his head wildly, "No, no, what's yours is yours!"

He remembered his identity again, and immediately said: "Sir, I am also a member of the organization, sir!"

"I just joined the organization some time ago!"

"It's the organization that Mr. Gin allowed me to join, sir!"

I am also a member of the organization, don't kill me, sir! ! !
Rational Hinata: "..."

He frowned, and first slightly disliked him, "Are you also a member of the organization?"

The members of the organization are so cheap. This kind of guy who is full of blood and can't wait to beg for help is actually a member of the organization. He doesn't want to do it a little bit.

Then he focused on other important points, "Did Gin bring you into the organization?"

He thoughtfully said: "So, Gin and you are very close?"

Gin never mentioned it to him.

And if this is the case, if he wants a factory here, won't the guy over there tell Gin?

Isn't the surprise not surprising at all?
Hinata rationally moved his fingers, and he thoughtfully set his sights on this embarrassing member of the cheap organization.

Do you want to deal with it directly?

Then look back and see who inherited that factory, and go directly to the other party?

"No no no—!" Miike Yuta said urgently again, he was keenly aware of something, "I'm not familiar with you! I'm a villain, I joined the organization just to survive!"

"The only communication between me and Mr. Gin was in that apartment. I only met him once. He didn't treat me as a human being at all, but as a pug!!!"

Rational Hinata: "?"

He didn't understand, and was shocked.

"I will never tell Mr. Gin that you also came to me and asked me for a factory!" Miike Yuta smiled flatteringly, "You can also treat me like a pug, my existence is for the organization Donate property! What do you fancy, please tell me directly!"

Even if it was an apartment worth [-] million yen.

Even if it is a factory that can reach the sky in one step as long as it is dismantled well.

...even as a dog.

He can also survive humiliation!
He yelled flatteringly, "Wow!"

(End of this chapter)