Tokyo, Mikacho.

Didan High School, Reading Room.

"Hey, did Mito classmate didn't come to the reading room today? It's so strange."

The glasses girl at the front desk looked at the familiar seat strangely, but there was no Mito Tsuki there. Judging from the habit of Mito Tsuki being in the reading room every day, it was really strange that she did not appear in the reading room today.

Could it be that the death of Limi Hua Yuan brought him a blow? But now it has been a long time since that day. Even if it is a blow, it shouldn't have been so late.

"I don't know where he went." The glasses girl felt that her movements this afternoon became boring.

Mito Tsuki didn't know that someone was worried about him because he didn't go to the reading room, but even if he knew, there wouldn't be any psychological fluctuations.

He arrived as scheduled according to the location and time on the phone, a cafe in Ichime, Mikacho.

Mikacho is big and small. After all, it can be seen from the name that it must have been changed from town to city in the local system (main system, prefecture system, city system, town and village system) during the Meiji period.

In the final analysis, the rice flower market is actually the area of ​​a village in ancient times, so it is naturally not much larger.

However, as the center of the dock area, there is also the Tokyo Tower in the park, and the land price has increased by thousands or tens of thousands of times compared to the rural area two hundred years ago.

The descendants of the villagers back then probably all died in the Tokyo BBQ bombing chaired by US general Li Mei.

"Little Zhu Cafe, it's here."

Mito walked into the cafe expressionlessly, and the scene of him sweeping the first floor as the clerk's soft welcome was whispering to him.

Well, the boss lady who was making coffee at the front desk was almost forty years old, but she was still very beautiful.

But this is not the point. Mito Tsuki found the person he was looking for in a corner by the window.

"Hello, are you the editor of Nabi?"

"Ah, I am." Nabi Shiyuan immediately stood up.

She was wearing the same work clothes, with the original manuscript of "The Mystery of Rice Flowers" on one side of the table, and the other side was a contract-like document, and naturally there was a cup of coffee.

But I had just finished half of the coffee and no longer steamed. It seemed that I had been sitting in the cafe for a long time.

Mitotsuki was looking at Nabi Asteron, and Nabi Asteron was naturally looking at Mitotsuki.

The first feeling she caught her eyes was that she was young. Mido Tsuki looked younger than she expected, and of course she was even more handsome. She was so handsome that she didn't look like a book writer. Why do she still write books with such good looks?

However, Nabi Shiyuan is also a person with more or less face-blindness. She only sighed about being handsome for two or three seconds in her heart, and then she sighed that she could write a book like "The Mystery of Rice Flower" at this age. Is there really a genius in the world?

"Mr. Mito, are you... a college student?"

"It's a high school student."

"That's how amazing..." Unexpectedly, the other party was younger than he had guessed, and Nabi Shiyuan was so shocked that she didn't want to speak.

Think about it, when I was as old as Mito Tsuki, although I had written several "works", Nabi Shinon now thinks that what I wrote is a deep dark history. I will show it to my friends, and my friends will break up with me.

"We have read your work in the editorial department, which meets the publishing requirements of my editorial department." In fact, only she and the editor-in-chief have actually read the original manuscript, and the others have read it to the beginning, "So Mr. Mito, did you complete this book "Rice Flower Mission" independently?"

This sentence is equivalent to asking about copyright issues. No matter which country or physical e-book, this is a necessary process.

I understand that Kakugawa Bookstore is really planning to publish its own book, and Mito Tsuki became slightly serious.

Faced with Nabi Shin-sama's inquiries, Mito Tsuki answered questions in a lot. If it were other authors and editors, it would be possible to discuss the plot of the work at this time, but "The Mysterious Case of Rice Flower" obviously does not have this problem.

In terms of the plot, it is already difficult to find any problems. Some of the narratives are too straightforward and broken by narrative tricks.

“Welcome.”

The door of the cafe was opened and two female guests walked in.

One of the two women had long, black hair that was 300% to 70% on the right, and the other had short brown hair.

The two look similar and both have extremely beautiful faces, but their temperaments are very different. A short-haired beauty gives people the feeling of being shaking ice once she gets close.

When Mito's eyes swept to the two of them, his whole body couldn't help but stiffen.

"The specific publication matters will not be discussed for now, because according to industry regulations, you need to win an award before publishing. So for your work, our publisher priced the original materials at 6,000 yen per page. If the share is divided, you can get 10%. I wonder if you are satisfied?"

For ordinary newcomers, the original materials are only 4,000 yen per page, and the share may be 6% or 8%————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————

If those famous writers share their income, they will naturally go higher. After all, with the other party’s reputation, sales will be extremely guaranteed.

But for Mito Tsuki, a newcomer who has no fame at all, the 10% share is already very good.

"Mr. Mito?Mr. Mito?"

"Oh, yes, very generous conditions."

Mitotsuki came back to his senses and nodded.

But now his focus is no longer on the publication of books. His eyes occasionally glance at the two women who had just entered.

After entering, the other party sat in a diagonally in front of him.

"No way..." Mizuto rubbed his eyebrows.

If he guessed correctly, these two wouldn't be Miyano Akimi and Miyano Shibo who later became Akira Haibara.

This is very likely, otherwise Mito Tsuki would not have felt a great sense of familiarity the moment he saw the two.

And although Tokyo is big, the bank where Akimi Miyano works is in Miyakacho, and the same is true for the research institute that Shibo Miyano serves.

It is a normal thing to encounter in Mikacho - so why do Xiao Mikacho have so many monsters and monsters?

Speaking of which, the bank where Akimi Miyano works is the bank where the original owner used to deposit, right?

"What's wrong? Mr. Mito?"

Nabi Shin-Yuan looked at Mito Tsuki who suddenly became strange.

"nothing……"

Mitotsuki wanted to say otherwise we would talk to another place, but after thinking about it, Ai Haibara seemed to have no terrifying death constitution as Conan Edogawa.

Although there may be members of the Black-clothed organization monitoring Miyano Shiho, there should be no big problem.

There is no need to be so suspicious.

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“Welcome.”

Another pair of guests came in from the cafe.

"Shinichi, come in quickly."

Looking up at the horny girl walking in from the door, then looking at Kudo Shinichi who was dragged in by Ran Mouri, Mito Tsuki covered his forehead with a headache: "No way."
Chapter completed!