The phone rang, and Beichuan Si glanced at the na on the screen before reaching out to answer:
"Hello? Qiuxiao?"
"Ah... Beichuan, about what you ntioned—the matter of inviting Aikawa to et you, it has failed," Qiuxiao Yunai said sowhat sheepishly.
Aikawa seed very cautious for so reason, and even when she approached him, all she got was a polite refusal.
"I understand," Beichuan Si glanced at the ti.
It was just past eight in the morning, and he had taken the day off from school in advance.
After all, it was better to investigate the matter with Shan Yuanmu Yuzi sooner rather than later.
"Since that’s the case, I will personally try to contact Aikawa. For now, Qiuxiao, please investigate Shan Yuanmu Yuzi’s social connections."
Judging from the situation, Aikawa was probably already at school, ready for his classes. Having impersonated him for a while, Beichuan Si knew this much.
Taking advantage of this ti, Beichuan Si decided to switch the order of his investigation slightly, visiting the apartnt rented by Shan Yuanmu Yuzi first and then heading directly to Sacred Heart Girls’ High School in the afternoon to see Aikawa.
As for the ti after class—Beichuan Si had already morized the titable while reviewing the teaching plan.
Today was Monday, and Aikawa’s classes were in the afternoon. As long as he went to the gate of Sacred Heart Girls’ High School at that ti, there should be no problem in eting Aikawa.
Having planned everything, Beichuan Si did not hesitate any longer and after greeting Nakajima Michika, he left.
The apartnt complex rented by Shan Yuanmu Yuzi was located in a high-end building in Shibuya District, with a very tight security system. However, Beichuan Si had Shan Yuanmu’s phone number, and getting a spare room card from the building manager shouldn’t be too much of a problem.
Taking a ride from Bunkyo District took Beichuan Si about ten minutes. Under the guidance of a security guard at the security room, Beichuan Si t an ordinary-looking apartnt manager dressed in a suit.
"Is it Miss Shan Yuan living in room 403?" asked the apartnt manager, flipping through the custor register.
"Yes," Beichuan Si nodded in response.
Hearing Beichuan Si’s reply, the apartnt manager pushed up his glasses, a look of difficulty appearing on his face, "However, room 403 is not vacant, Mr. Beichuan. Last ti I even saw..."
He stopped mid-sentence, as if he had so unspeakable hidden concern.
"You could actually talk to Miss Shan Yuanmu Yuzi’s guardian, Mr. Shan Yuanmu about these matters. I just want to have a look inside the room. Sorry to bother you, but could you give the room key first?" Beichuan Si responded calmly.
"Please allow to confirm first. Mr. Beichuan, could you please wait a mont?" the apartnt manager said politely, then picked up the telephone handset next to him and started dialing Shan Yuanmu’s number.
The call was quickly connected, and after the phrases ’Yes, yes, alright, I understand,’ the apartnt manager put down the handset and politely said to Beichuan Si, "I will get the room key for you right now, Mr. Beichuan."
He confird sothing on his side for a while, then handed a room key to Beichuan Si.
"Thank you," Beichuan Si received the room key with an expressionless face and stood up to walk out the door.
Shan Yuanmu Yuzi lived in room 403 of Building B. Following the signs, Beichuan Si soon arrived at Building B, used his card to enter, took the elevator straight to the fourth floor, and quickly reached the door of room 403.
But—
Beichuan Si eyebrows raised subconsciously.
Why was there the sound of voices inside room 403?
The voices of a man and a woman?
Perhaps this was what the apartnt manager hadn’t finished saying.
Logically, room 403 was an apartnt room used by Shan Yuanmu Yuzi alone; there shouldn’t be outsiders coming in—
Pinching the room card, Beichuan Si squinted his eyes and instead of using the room card to enter, he stood outside and rang the doorbell.
Ding-dong—
The clear sound of the doorbell echoed.
But no one in the room ca out.
Without another word, Beichuan Si placed his finger on the doorbell button—
Ding-dong ding-dong ding-dong ding-dong ding-dong ding-dong...
The rapid sound quickly silenced the room, and after a while, Beichuan Si finally heard a woman’s teasing voice from inside the room.
"Hey, just go and check, maybe there’s a delivery or sothing."
"It’s still early in the morning, really a hassle."
"Haha, don’t be angry, I will make it up to you later."
There were another bout of low whispers.
Honestly, if not for Beichuan Si’s greatly improved physical constitution, it would have been very difficult for him to hear their low conversations like this.
"..." Beichuan Si.
Beichuan Si’s expression didn’t change, but there was an additional touch of sternness in his brows.
A hassle? If it weren’t for him having so questions for these people, Beichuan Si would let them know what real trouble is right now.
With heavy footsteps, soone ca to the entrance, then, without even checking from the peephole, directly opened the door.
It was a man with dyed blond hair—fierce-looking, and at a glance, clearly a street thug.
This man’s expression suggested he was in his twenties, still quite young, but his annoying blond hair made him appear much older than his actual age, which Beichuan Si found quite irritating.
"Who are you?" the blond-haired man said impatiently upon seeing Beichuan Si, "Sorry, we don’t accept door-to-door sales here, please go to the next place."
Beichuan Si didn’t reply, rely his gaze calmly sweeping over the man.
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