Chapter 482: The Unusual Sounds of the Seventh Festival

On the evening of August 9th, Mihua Town.

Lan found a French restaurant, joined forces with Yamazaki, Conan and Sonoko who didn't come, and slaughtered Mao Li. Mei Daizi only wanted a five-inch French cake, 50,000 yen. Lan looked for Yuanzi, but Yuanzi said that there was an event tonight and he couldn't come, but people couldn't come, so the mouth still came, and the cake was introduced by Yuanzi.

Following the fireworks of the Zhongyuan Festival, the five people who were full of food and drink came out of the hotel. Maori didn't bring enough money, and he didn't bring his credit card on purpose, so even though he was spending his own money, he didn't enjoy his drink.

When Maori was heartbroken, he suddenly heard someone shouting behind him. Looking back, it turned out to be Jun Omura. He was dressed in casual clothes, holding a convenience bag with a bag of things in his hand. It seemed that he had just returned from a convenience store. And as Atsushi Omura approached, Mao Li couldn't walk when he saw that the package was exactly what he needed urgently - beer.

"Good evening, Uncle Omura." Lan and the others greeted.

"Hello." Atsushi Omura said with a smile, "Maori, by the way you look, you haven't had enough." Holding up the bag, "How about you, come to my place for a drink?"

"Okay, okay." Maori nodded quickly.

"Uncle Omura, we have to go back to help close the door, so we won't go there." Yamazaki said, "Say hello to Auntie Yumi for us."

"Okay." Jun Omura smiled, "Say hello to Miko for Yumi and me."

"Okay, Uncle Omura." Mei Daizi said, then said goodbye with Yamazaki and left.

Maori asked: "By the way, Jun, isn't Yumi here? I won't bother you?"

"I'm working overtime at the Ghost Festival." Jun Omura said with a smile, "This way."

"Oh." Maori asked, "What time will it be?"

"Ten o'clock in the evening." Omura Jun said.

"Ah? Isn't that fast?" Maori said hesitantly, "This..."

"Don't worry, Yumi won't be back until two or three o'clock in the morning." Atsushi Omura said with a smile, "We have plenty of drinking time."

"Two or three o'clock in the morning?" Maori asked, "It's so late, this is..."

"Really, Maori, have you committed an occupational disease again?" After patting Maori, Omura Jun said with a smile, "Where are you going?"

"I'm sorry, I just solved an incident today." Mao Li smiled dryly, and then asked, "Is Nayumi going to do...?"

"Yumi is going to a short-term college." Jun Omura said with a smile.

"Short-term college," Maori asked, "night college?"

"Yes." Atsushi Omura said, "Minister Tachibana has acquired many companies, including many famous people in the advertising industry. Yumi felt a lot of pressure, so she went to class for further study. You know, she is very strong."

"It looks like her." Maori asked with a smile, "What about you?"

"I've done it early in the morning." Jun Omura said with a smile, "I know that I can make hand-made props, but film and television props are not good at all, let alone manage people and manage props." Then he pointed to an apartment building in front of him He said, "Here we are, here it is, and I don't know what happened. Recently, the street lamps in the alley in front of this building are old and broken, so I replaced them with broken ones."

Although he couldn't see it clearly, Maori confirmed that it was an old building, and couldn't help asking, "Uh, let me tell you, you two are both at the ministerial level, right? Do you live here?"

"It's not,

The house and the car are all equipped, but I am busy with the Zhongyuan Conference during this time, this place is close to the venue, and Yumi has to go to class again, so I can rest better here. "Omura Jun said, "This is the house I used to live in. I haven't sold it all the time, and it's just in use. "He said and took out a small flashlight and turned it on.

"Your?" Mao Li smiled, "I really can't see it, it turns out that making hand-made props is so profitable."

"What, but I was forced to die by the loan, and I don't know how I survived it." Atsushi Omura sighed, "At the beginning, the square meter of this house was nearly 800,000 yen..."

"Eight hundred thousand yen? Is that high?" Maori asked, "How big is the house?"

"Sixty-three square meters, a total of about 50 million yen, I'm running a project with a down payment of 10 million yen for two floors, and the remaining amount will be paid off in 20 years," Omura Jun said, "I have to pay back every month One hundred and ninety-four thousand nine hundred and ten yen."

Maori said, "You remember this very clearly."

"Of course, I count it many times every month. Many times I will go out to do odd jobs after the model shop is closed. I remember the most difficult time. I worked four jobs a night. I remember the pain clearly.” Atsushi Omura said with emotion, “Especially after the drastic changes in the economy, housing prices have fallen, jobs have become harder to find, wages have also become lower, and the repayment of loans has not changed, so I feel even more uneasy. It’s so good, I’ve even hid in bed and cried several times.”

"It's really..." Mao Li didn't know what to say, so he could only pat Omura Jun's shoulder to express his comfort.

Lan pulled Maori and whispered, "Dad." But the noise was not small in the alley.

At this time, the four of them entered the apartment, and Jun Omura put away the flashlight and said with a smile: "It's okay, Lan, although I am in debt now, it's just from Good Mood Bank. I bought this house with a loan from Good Mood Bank. The loan comes directly from my salary, but I can still get about 200,000 yen, I can’t say anything else, just drink beer, it’s enough.”

As he followed upstairs, Mao Li smiled and said, "Then I won't be polite."

"By the way, something strange has happened to me in the past few nights. Please help me to take a look." Atsushi Omura said with a smile, "This beer should be regarded as commission fee, don't think it's too little."

"That's easy to say, leave it to me." Maori asked, "What happened?"

"Here, it's here." Atsushi Omura said with a smile, "Let's go in and talk about it." He took out the key and opened the door, went in and turned on the light first, "Sorry, Maori, I said some more things that I don't understand."

"It's okay," Molly said.

"Excuse me." Lan and Conan said.

Soon after, the three of Maori sat down in the living room. Atsushi Omura came over with two bottles of juice and some snacks, handed them to Juice Lan and Conan, then took the opened beer handed by Maori, touched Maori, and drank He took a sip and said, "At night, there is a strange sound here."

Maori asked, "What kind of sound?" He said as he opened a bag of peanuts.

"Well," Omura Jun said after pinching a few peanuts and throwing them into his mouth, "I can't tell. It's like something is knocking on the outer wall of our house."

"Outside?" Mao Li pointed out the window, "Are you on the third floor?"

"Yeah, this is a strange place." Omura Jun said.

Lan shuddered, "Could it be that the children nearby are playing a prank."

"Probably not, in the middle of the night." Omura Jun said.

"Ah!" Lan exclaimed.

"What's wrong?" Maori said angrily, "There's nothing to be afraid of."

Lan tried hard to swallow her saliva, and said in fear: "Today, today is Qixi Festival, Ma, soon, it will be ten or fifteen."

"Fifteen?" Maori asked, "What does this have to do with Obon?"

"Lan, you mean Ghost Festival." Omura Jun said with a smile.

"Ah!" Lan hugged Conan into his arms, and Conan was so caught off guard that the juice in his mouth almost squirted out.

"This?" Atsushi Omura was puzzled.

"Lan is more concerned about this." Mao Li smiled, "Don't worry about her." Then he raised the beer and said, "Come on."

Mao Li and Omura Jun started drinking, Lan sat for a while, and then asked: "Conan, it's getting late, shall we go back first?"

"I want to see Uncle solve the incident." Conan said, and at the same time smiled in his heart, not daring to go home alone and just say it.

Looking at the clock, just after ten o'clock, Lan said to herself, "Mei Daizi probably hasn't gone upstairs yet." Then she said, "Uncle Omura, I'll make a call." Then she carried Conan to go called.

Lan hugged Conan with one hand, and made a phone call with the other, "Mei Daizi..."

Mei Daizi said: "Lan, what's the matter?"

Hearing the voice was a bit vague, Conan counted the time, and it seemed that Mei Daizi was eating supper.

Lan asked, "Well, can you come here for a while?"

"Huh?" Mei Daizi asked expectantly, "With your tone, have you ever met something like that?"

"Mmm, yes." Lan responded.

"Great." Mei Daizi asked happily, "Where are you?" Then she heard Lan Bao's address and said, "Wait a little longer, I'll go there right away after eating." Then she said, " Brother is all right, he'll be there right away." After speaking, he hung up the phone.

Lan hung up the phone and returned to his seat, holding Conan in his arms and waiting.

Not long after, there was a sudden sound of glass breaking from a room.

"Ah!" Lan screamed, hugging Conan tightly in her arms.

"What's that place?" Molly asked.

"This is my original studio." Jun Omura opened the door and found some broken glass in front of the window, and heard shouts from outside, "Ikuta, Ikuta."

Maoli went to the balcony and looked down with the help of the fireworks in the sky, and found that there seemed to be a car parked at the entrance of the alley. Under the light of the headlights, there seemed to be a person lying on the ground in front of the car, and someone beside him was calling him , "Ikuta, answer me quickly, there must be a limit to joking."

"What happened?" Atsushi Omura asked.

"Looks like there was a car accident." Maori said, "Let's go down and have a look."

"Sister Lan, let's go down too." Conan said.

Lan didn't want to be here alone, "Okay."

After a while, the four Maori came to the scene. Maori took a closer look and found that the person on the ground had died, and Conan immediately broke free from Lan's arms.

"Lan, call the police right away," Maori said.

"Yes, Dad," Lan said.

At this time, Yamazaki came over. ...