I am a writer in Tokyo

After hearing the old man's words, the confusion in everyone's eyes disappeared, and was replaced by eyes like searchlights, fixed firmly on Mr. Kaneda's dilapidated shed.

No one spoke anymore, and the atmosphere fell into a very strange silence.

The old man seemed to realize that something was not right. He wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say for a moment. His already embarrassed face was now filled with anxiety.

After standing there at a loss for a while, he wanted to leave but didn't know whether he should leave.

Faced with these series of contradictions, he had no choice but to grab his clothes with both hands. The toes of his shoes kept moving, and just by looking at his shoes, you could tell that his toes were constantly digging into the ground.

After a long while, Ju suddenly sighed, and the tense atmosphere suddenly disappeared.

Oshima Kazuya turned his head and asked, "Should we confront him now?"

Boss Ito did not have any objections. In his opinion, he had watched the child get better step by step. He had seen everything about how the child was when he came to the store before and how he is now.

If Ju were to return to his previous state because of this incident, he would be the first one to disagree.

Takehiro Kosaka didn't say anything and just looked at Koma the whole time.

He just wanted to wait for Ju to say something.

Red hats are not lacking in strength, but they are also the most loyal.

What he regretted was that he didn't bring the child out. If a conflict was going to happen, it would always be better to have more people.

Ju shook his head. He always felt that several people here were capable of causing trouble. The character of the Japanese would not be directly reflected on the surface. Even if there were such people, most of them would not meet the requirements.

If there really was such a person, after knowing this, he would have rushed up and shouted, and ran to the tent to question without saying a word.

"Where does he usually go?" Ju asked the embarrassed old man.

The old man grinned dryly, and didn't react for a while. When he realized that he was being asked, he pulled out some of his already thin hair: "He usually picks up bottles and other things in this area, and comes back very late at night.

He has not been here recently, and I don't know what he has been doing. He is sneaky and doesn't look like a good person."

The old man heard something, basically this guy offended the writer teacher or his recent abnormal behavior affected the writer teacher.

He remembered that he had said not long ago that the guy hated rich and powerful people.

Before he could speak again, Ye Zi dragged the disheveled Mr. Matsuo here.

Mr. Matsuo's briefcase was bulging, and the clothes he was wearing were not dressed up. The only thing that remained the same was the badge on his chest that proved his identity.

His hair had never been taken care of. It was probably because the plane he was on had a panoramic sunroof. The wind was blowing all the way, making him look like a bird's nest.

When Mr. Matsuo arrived, not only Koma, but everyone else present became excited.

Boss Ito and Takehiro Kosaka started rolling up their sleeves, and Oshima Kazuya also had the urge to roll up his sleeves.

The group of people began to move towards the bridge in a mighty manner.

Many people here are survivors of the Jintian era, and they have all seen the colt.

Of course, they also pooled their money to buy the book, so in their world, Ju was more like a great man than a writer.

Someone who can elevate their entire life value.

Ju responded one by one. He didn't really like this kind of occasion, but fortunately, the group of survivors basically didn't speak, but bowed to Ju.

And Ju didn't need to say anything, just bowed in response.

This is much more comfortable than socializing in those boring meetings.

Walking all the way to the guy's shack, the man was stunned when he saw the large group of people.

Both sides looked familiar with each other.

Oshima Kazuya was very sure that this was the guy, he had always seen him.

Takehiro Kosaka let out a strange cry, but was hit by a leaf and stopped talking.

"My client said that you have been following him recently." Mr. Matsuo took a step forward and spoke directly to the man.

I was originally planning to reply with a question like "What evidence do you have?", but my eyes fell on Mr. Matsuo's chest and I stopped talking instantly.

This is a lawyer.

The man turned around and looked at him carefully.

There are quite a lot of different types of people coming here.

A writer, an editor, and a lawyer.

In addition, there was a fat and greasy middle-aged man in a chef's uniform, a station porter who tried to look like a bandit on his face, and a... little girl who came out of nowhere.

Of course, the homeless people standing in a circle behind him were not in his sight.

Yuji Eto did not speak immediately. With a lawyer present, he chose to speak less.

Sometimes what is said in a certain situation can be used as evidence. Even if it is not directly used as evidence, it can be used as a clue to deduce psychology.

"If possible, I hope you can answer this question for me." Mr. Matsuo took another step forward.

Oshima Kazuya and Koma looked at each other and said nothing.

Before Yuzhi Weitou could react, the homeless people behind Koma all let out strange cries.

"What? You usually follow the writer teacher?"

"You bastard, you don't look like a good person. It turns out that people who come back from foreign countries are no good. No wonder they end up like this."

The homeless people expressed their emotions very directly, with red faces and waving their hands in the air, just like the drunkards in a pub.

"I've noticed you're strange for a long time, but I didn't expect you to do something like this."

In their eyes, this guy was originally a problematic person.

Not to mention the guys who returned home, the fact that they directly seized Kaneda Kan'ao's territory made people more or less unhappy.

What is this location?
In the minds of these people, it feels like a shrine, and if possible, they would like to build a torii or something here.

The reason is also very simple.

Mr. Kaneda was written into a book, and the words are spiritual, so Mr. Kaneda's soul will naturally become the earthbound spirit here.

So if he becomes an earthbound spirit, wouldn't he be able to ensure peace here?

Who wouldn't want to get some direct access to the truth? (End of this chapter)