That night.

At 8:32.

The north wind of Beiyuan once again stepped into the brightly lit police station.

For the return of the north plain and south wind.

The Metropolitan Police Department did not respond very much.

At most, I just looked at him.

It's not as exaggerated as outside.

Maybe I'm used to it.

With this idea, Beiyuan Nanfeng came to the elevator and pressed the button on the twelfth floor.

Then he just came out and walked a few steps.

Nanfeng from Kitahara met Sunaga Hitsuki in a red dress.

The two looked at each other.

Beiyuan Nanfeng stopped and his mouth twitched.

I don’t know if it’s because I have a bad relationship with her, but the first acquaintance I met when I came to the police station for the second time was her.

"Ah, isn't this the high school student minister? Long time no see." Sunaga Himetsuki hugged her arms and chest: "What's wrong? Are you here to see her daughter, Sumiko Nichiko?"

really.

Here comes.

She was so arrogant that she started to make a sarcasm.

“…”

Beiyuan Nanfeng glanced at her and said deliberately: "No, I came to see you. After all, I was taken care of by you before, I am a ke."

“…”

Su Yong Jiyue looked a little helpless in an instant.

He also put down his chest-cuffed hands.

After a long chaos.

She stretched out, pointed her finger at herself, leaned forward, and asked in a low voice: "...really?"

Beiyuan Nanfeng replied: "Fake it."

Suyong Jiyue reacted quickly, and the moment when Beiyuan Nanfeng answered instantly, anger appeared on his face.

"Sure enough! You're just trying to mess with me."

She was swaying and was about to scratch Beiyuan Nanfeng's face.

"I know you're asking."

Beiyuan Nanfeng avoided her claws and laughed and mocked her.

"It turns out that he is a bastard! He is born with Sumiko Nichi! A man and a woman!"

Su Yong Jiyue found that she could not scratch the face of Nanfeng Beiyuan. After complaining, she turned around and rushed towards the elevator.

"You figure it out, I am your superior now, and you don't even want to call the minister, and you want me to come to you specifically?"

Beiyuan Nanfeng increased his voice and shouted at her.

“…”

Sunyoki stopped again, turned around and said expecting, "I call you Minister, are you not here to look for Sumiko Nishikai, but here to look for me?"

"If you need it, I can say that, just take it seriously."

"roll!"

Sunyoki turned his head and walked into the elevator.

In a sense, the Tianxuan Department is really full of talents...

Kitahara Nanfeng smiled and turned around and walked towards Qihai Sumiko's office.

Come to the office.

He first knocked on the door lightly, then pushed it straight in.

Inside the office.

Sumiko Nichi was leaning on the chair, looking at her cell phone, her mature and proud breasts and delicate body were wrapped under a white shirt, and her lower body was wearing a black short and narrow professional skirt.

Further down the black professional short skirt are two slender and orderly legs wrapped in delicate black stockings, shining with a bright luster.

It can be seen that she is really relaxing at this moment.

Because she took off her high heels and placed them slanted beside her small and delicate feet.

"I thought you would arrive later."

When Shikai Sumiko saw that the person coming was Nanfeng of Beiyuan, she stopped wearing shoes, and then put down her phone, leaned back, stretched her waist.

As she stretched her waist, she was already delicate and bulging.

Highlighted to the level of worry about the quality of her clothes.

“One of the benefits of students is that they are early after school.”

Beiyuan Nanfeng looked around and found that there was still no extra chair to sit on, so he stood there.

"How is your student life."

"It probably was awful. Although I only stayed in school for a while, depending on the situation, I will not think it will be the same as before for a long time."

"Isn't this good?"

Sumiko Nichi bent down slightly and put on high heels with graceful movements: "You can enjoy the admiration of your classmates."

"Are you gloating?"

“Does it look that obvious?”

"Tsk..."

Beiyuan Nanfeng smashed his tongue: "You are isolated and helpless on the phone, and you are about to die. Unexpectedly, when you come over and see, you are playing with your phone, you are still watching a soap opera. Don't argue, the sound of "Anada" from your phone just now is clear."

"Isn't this someone telling me that I'm not in a hurry to feel what the two of them feel?"

Sumiko Nichi didn't mind being found watching a soap opera: "Besides, this is Tokyo, and Ise Shrine is not here."

"Then what should we do next?"

Beiyuan Nanfeng asked.

He is not very clear about the specific situation now.

"First find you a place to live."

Beiyuan Nanfeng: “…?”

"Go to see the woman from Fushimi Inari Taishu and see what she wants to say. I'll go there tomorrow. You can't rush over here overnight now, right?"

Sumiko Nichi stood up and explained, "So of course I'm looking for a place to live."

"Suzuko Nichi, for the first time I think you are unreliable."

Beiyuan Nanfeng sighed.

"You can't find a place to live?"

“Is this the problem?”

"Isn't it?"

“…”

"Forget it, if you can't find it, go to my house."

Without hesitation for a long time, Sumiko Nichi made a decision recklessly.

North Yuan South Wind: "…"

...

A few minutes later.

Kitahara Nanfeng followed Sumiko Nikai and left the police station and came to the apartment where she lived.

She lives in a high-rise apartment called Tokyo Midtown, about ten minutes away from the Metropolitan Police.

It was a good environment and you could tell at a glance that it was expensive.

However, in fact, the rent in Tokyo is not cheap in every place.

After all, the country has only a small land, and the land in Tokyo has only a small land.
To be continued...