"Teacher Yoshiki, this is the contract that our publishing house has given after careful discussion. Please take a look."
A contract document handed over with both hands.
Hayashi Yoshiki raised his hand to take it, his bony fingers gently pressing one side of the contract page. After just a quick glance, he naturally handed it to the woman next to him and she took it.
Eri Kisaki is a capable woman.
She took the contract and examined it quietly without saying a word.
The editor of the publishing house opposite, Nanae Asamiya, just smiled and waited quietly - she was still very confident in the conditions offered by her own publishing house.
After reading the entire contract, Eri couldn't help but nod.
The conditions offered by the publishing house were unexpectedly favorable, and there were no unfair clauses. Overall, they were very sincere.
"There's nothing wrong with the contract. I rarely see such a clean business contract nowadays."
When Erii said this, she was a little surprised and looked up at the editor opposite her: "Let alone ordinary popular novels, probably only well-known best-selling novelists can get such a contract."
"First of all, our publishing house is quite confident in the potential of Mr. Yoshiki's work. Secondly, this contract is the result of repeated discussions between the editor-in-chief and the president... They are completely fans of Mr. Lin's previous works."
Nanae showed an expression as if she was grinning.
But this is of course an unrealistic lie.
Although the reason was not clear yet, Hayashi seemed to be grateful for it, so he put down the coffee cup in his hand and smiled:
"It's my pleasure."
Nanae just felt a little dazzled.
It's just that the boy in front of me is too handsome.
He had black hair with a soft luster and a face that exuded an incredibly delicate feeling. He had a slight smile on his face and a clear voice. The atmosphere surrounding him was one of incredible tranquility.
When seeing him for the first time, everyone would be impressed by him as a quiet and gentle young man.
"Ahem... So, Mr. Yoshiki, are you satisfied with this contract? Or do you have any ideas that I need to convey to you?"
"No, that's good. I'm very satisfied."
"If that's okay, then what about this contract...?"
"Please give me a pen."
"OK."
Nanae immediately handed over a pen with both hands.
Under her guidance and the watchful eyes of Eri, Hayashi Yoshiki signed his name and officially handed over the agency rights of his new work to the other publishing house.
After completing the task, Editor Asamiya quickly stood up and went back to report.
Therefore, only Hayashi Yoshiki and Kisaki Eri were left in the booth.
"Congratulations, Hayashi."
Eri looked over from the side, her mature face revealing a friendly smile, "I got a good contract."
"Well, I'did trouble Aunt Eri to accompany me on this trip today."
"For something this important, I always have to take time to come and take a look to feel at ease."
When Eri said this, she raised her hand and looked at the watch on her wrist. When she saw that the time was almost up, she picked up the bag beside her.
"But I have to go to the office soon. If you need anything, call me later, Hayashi."
"Okay, do you need to work late today too?"
"I do need to work overtime. I have a case that's going to go to court soon... but it won't be that late."
"I see. Please drive safely then."
"Ah, see you later."
Eri left in a hurry.
After watching Eri get into her Mini Cooper and drive away, Hayashi had no intention of staying in the cafe. He stood on the street and waited for a moment, then raised his hand to hail a taxi.
"Please take me to Beika Second Apartment."
"Understood."
Click.
The door closed and the taxi quickly drove towards its destination.
It's still a bit cool in spring in March.
In the smoothly moving taxi, the car radio was playing the new song of the popular idol Yoko Okino.
The street scenes along the road were slowly receding outside the car window.
The middle-aged people walking hurriedly or the young couples behaving intimately on both sides of the commercial street, the irritating car horns that sound the next second after the green light turns on... everything is so vivid and real.
A real world -
After living in this world for more than a year, Hayashi Yoshiki has now completely adapted to life here.
After all, he couldn't find any trace that this was a fictional world.
The essence of life is nothing more than flesh and blood, breathing and pulse... Hayashi knows very well that what splashes out after cutting someone's blood vessels will not be ink, and running to the end in one direction will not hit the picture frame. Since everything is so real and vivid, there is no room for doubt.
He had lived a relatively successful life for more than twenty years before suddenly and without any reason coming to this world that was extremely familiar to him yet strange to him.
Of course he has watched the work "Detective Conan".
But since he suddenly appeared here one day, he not only has a relevant household registration identity, but also has more memories and interpersonal relationships in his familiar body and consciousness.
"Guest, are you in a hurry?"
The driver, who was driving calmly, accidentally noticed that the passenger seemed to be paying attention to the time on his watch, so he couldn't help but ask.
"No, I'm not in a hurry." Hayashi said, "But could you please tune in to the news station?"
"OK."
The driver readily accepted the advice.
The current time is 14:18 in the afternoon.
The news station was playing a replay of the news from earlier. During this time, Hayashi kept an eye on the time on his watch until 14:21 and 30 seconds later.
"According to the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, the suspect, Shigehiko Nishikawa, suffered a sudden heart attack at 8 p.m. on March 16 during a police arrest operation and died on the way to the hospital for treatment."
"According to the information provided by Inspector Megure, Shigehiko Nishikawa has been responsible for many violent crimes, including car robberies, coercion of women, and loan sharking..."
The female voice on the news radio was reporting steadily and clearly, but it seemed to be fading away in Hayashi's ears... He compared the contents of the news with his memory one by one, and a smile appeared on his face.
"It's exactly the same."
He celebrated silently.
"A bastard is dead. It's really a relief."
The middle-aged driver was probably past the point of being cynical, but he still felt in a good mood after reading the report.
The former still had a smile on his face, and felt the same way as him:
"Yes."
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