Shinjuku Ward, Hessen Apartment.

At 7 o'clock in the evening, Miyagawa dragged his suitcase and came to the downstairs of his home. The files on the neighboring land's right of way were all packed in the suitcase, and the wheels ran over the ground, making a "squeak, squeak" sound. Miyagawa

Chuan swiped the apartment access card and dragged the heavy suitcase into the apartment door with some difficulty.

These materials were moved from the law firm. Kitahara handed this case over to him. He will have to study it carefully this weekend, Miyagawa stared at the suitcase and thought to himself.

The elevator button glowed orange-red under the pressure of your fingers. With a "ding" sound, the elevator door slowly opened. The elevator in the high-end apartment is surrounded by metal decorations with carefully carved patterns. Next to it is a bright

The mirror reflected the beautiful figure dragging the suitcase.

With a "buzz" sound, the elevator climbed to the 27th floor.

Miyagawa walked out of the elevator, turned left and came to door number D.

A luxurious European-style wooden door stood in front of her. There was no keyhole on the door handle of the European-style wooden door, only a slightly concave small square frame. Inside was a finger-sized screen, and a small light was flashing next to it.

, bringing a faint light to the somewhat dark corridor.

This is a fingerprint lock.

Miyagawa gently pressed the index finger of his right hand on the small screen, and then a mechanical female voice came from inside the doorknob, "Verification successful, welcome home." The mechanical shaft in the device suddenly started to rotate, and with a "click" sound, the door

The lock popped open, and Miyagawa gently pushed the door open and entered.

A burst of dazzling light leaked out. The glass chandelier in the living room was emitting a dazzling light, and the lights in the corridor and entrance were on. Although it was already dark, the lights in the house had illuminated every corner as if it were daytime.

generally.

Miyagawa was on the dark road outside, and his eyes had become accustomed to the darkness. When he suddenly saw these lights, his eyes couldn't help but wince.

There is something strange at home today.

Miyagawa felt strange that the house was always dark at night on weekends. His father Imani was keen on socializing and drinking outside, while his mother played cards and gambled outside. On weekends, the house was basically empty, so why was there a light at this point?

Miyagawa was a little confused and walked into the house unaccustomedly.

There was a figure sitting in the living room, a man in his forties sitting on the sofa, holding a newspaper. When he heard Miyagawa's footsteps, the mustache on his mouth suddenly moved, and his expression seemed a little dissatisfied.

Imanishi looked at Miyagawa in front of him, and his eyes fell on the suitcase in Miyagawa's hand. He raised his head and said coldly: "Where did you go today?"

"It's up to you to take care of it." Miyagawa curled his lips, then dragged the suitcase to the stairs of the duplex at home.

Hearing that Miyagawa, who had always been well-behaved, now began to contradict him, and that he was still so used to it, the corner of Imanishi's mouth twitched slightly, and the hand holding the newspaper couldn't help but tremble. Ever since Miyagawa became that boy's assistant

, this temper is really becoming more stubborn day by day.

Imanishi's eyes were fixed on the suitcase, and he suddenly felt restless.

Yesterday, Friday, Imanishi didn’t go home.

He went home at noon today. When he came home, he found that Miyagawa did not stay at home as usual, and the bedroom was empty.

Therefore, Imanishi didn't know whether Miyagawa came back on Friday night.

Did she not come back on Friday night and didn't come back until now? Or did she come back on Friday night and just went out this Saturday morning?

The suitcase dragged in Miyagawa's hand greatly aggravated Imanishi's suspicion.

What are you doing dragging a suitcase with you on the weekend?

Could it be...could it be that Saeko didn't come back last night and spent the night outside in this suitcase?!

Thinking of this possibility, Imanishi's eyes suddenly opened a little wider.

My own daughter spent the night outside!

Who...are you spending the night with?!!!

In Imanishi's mind, the face with a slanted expression all day long appeared - Kitahara!! In Imanishi's impression, his daughter has always been very cold towards the opposite sex, but for some reason, she seemed to be attracted to that Kitahara.

It was like she was possessed. If she really spent the night outside with anyone, it must have been that Beihara!

If... if, this thing really happens unfortunately...

Imanishi looked at Miyagawa in front of him, and he must step forward and give this stupid daughter a few slaps, and then go to Eto Law Firm to kill the damn Kitahara.

With a click, Miyagawa placed the suitcase in front of the stairs, as if preparing to open it.

Following this action, Imanishi felt his heartbeat speed up. He no longer had the intention to browse the contents of the newspaper in his hand, and his eyes were always fixed on the suitcase.

If...if that suitcase is opened and all the daughter's inner and outer clothes are revealed, then she must have gone out for the night.

Imanishi was already a little frightened inside, and his facial expression gradually began to lose control.

In fact, he has begun to deceive himself to some extent.

If the suitcase doesn’t contain clothes, what else can it contain?

With a "Zila" sound, Miyagawa squatted next to the suitcase and stretched out her hand to open the zipper. At this time, she completely ignored her father's expression on the sofa.

Following the sound of the zipper, the corner of Imanishi's mouth twitched again. He slightly covered his face with a newspaper, his eyes fixed on the suitcase.

Miyagawa pushed open the upper cover of the suitcase, and one brown file bag after another was revealed inside, filling the entire suitcase to the brim. There were also several file bags that had loosened their silk ropes, and some papers inside had leaked out.

It came out and it was a little messy. Miyagawa frowned slightly, then squatted on the ground and started to sort it out.

Imanishi's heart skipped a beat when he saw the suitcase opened, but then he saw that it contained a brown file bag instead of clothes. In an instant, his anxious mood suddenly disappeared, as if he was on a roller coaster.

After diving from a high altitude to the ground, he experienced a thrilling dive from a high altitude and returned to a safe ground.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! It’s not like going out for the night, that’s fine, Imanishi let out a little breath.

But...dossier?!

Today, Miyagawa went to Kitahara's law firm to work overtime?

This kid actually made his daughter work overtime on weekends!!

The mood that had just calmed down suddenly became violent again.

"Did you go to the law firm to work overtime today? You are not allowed to go on weekends from now on, you can only stay at home!" Imanishi put down the newspaper in his hand with a "pop" and looked at Miyagawa coldly.

"I'm happy!" Miyagawa curled his lips again, still ignoring Imanishi, and began to move the files upstairs.

Hearing this, Imani's eyebrows twitched again. If it were normal, he would have started to curse loudly.

However, now Imanishi would hesitate before doing this again. Looking at Miyagawa's figure, he had a hallucination in a trance, as if he saw the figure of the boy standing behind her.

The reason why Imanishi became polite to his daughter was, to a certain extent, that he was already wary of the kid behind Miyagawa.

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In the bedroom on the second floor, Miyagawa has put all the files on the desk. The exquisite small table is a bit messy due to too many files. With a tap of the button, the table lamp on the table suddenly lights up. The whole table lights up.

The bedroom seems to have become a small warm office.

Miyagawa held the pen and sat on her seat. The laptop next to her had been opened. She had taken out all the materials she wanted to read and put them on the desktop.

Before starting work, Miyagawa lowered her head slightly, turned on her mobile phone, and looked at the message that Kitahara sent her on the line, "Remember to tell me when you get home." She couldn't help but think of what she had done with Kitahara outside today.

time.

I still had a great time today, Miyagawa thought with a smile in his heart.

The only...the only flaw is that at the shrine, a big bad guy was drawn by lot.

However... I have also tied the ominous signature to the shrine's straw rope.

According to legend, as long as the bad fortune is left in the shrine, bad luck and bad events can be resolved.

In this way, I can be considered as having turned a bad situation into a good one this time.

Miyagawa giggled a little while turning on the computer. She planned to check the information of the other party's agent as the first step. Miyagawa picked up a piece of paper, compared the contents on the paper, and typed on the keyboard.

"The last name of the opposing lawyer is really hard to pronounce," Miyagawa muttered to himself.

But I saw the search box on the computer screen, marked with the words "Gumeimen Lawyer". With the click of the mouse, the web page refreshed immediately.

The next second, more than 1,000 search results emerged.

The search page for lawyers introduced by Gumeimen is over 50 pages long.

When Miyagawa saw this search result, she was slightly surprised. She didn't expect that there would be so much news about lawyer Gu Meimen on the Internet. She then moved the mouse on the desktop and began to scan the content on the screen, reading

Got up.

The moment he saw the first message, Miyagawa's eyes widened slightly, as if he had read something incredible.

Then, her hand holding the mouse began to tremble.

The two beautiful eyebrows curled up like cute little silkworms when they encountered external stimulation.

The light bulb in the room made a "sizzling, sizzling, sizzling" sound, and the "bad luck" lottery drawn at the shrine at noon seemed to reappear in Miyagawa's mind.

But the first message on the computer screen was an introduction to Lawyer Gu Meimen, with several big words floating on it:

[Gumeimen Lawyer—a legend in the legal world with a 100% winning rate]
Chapter completed!