Chapter 864 Full of people

"I want to say that our first grader is not eleven years old..." Murakami muttered quietly.

Robert's whole body was in bad shape.

He suddenly remembered that admission to the magic institute did not start at the age of eleven.

It's seven years old!

"Pervert!" Robert expressed his contempt.

Murakami Takashi's whole body was trapped in his arms, unable to extricate himself.

Hermione was a little confused and was pulled out of the ramen shop by Yuko.

She looked at Yuko who was walking in front and seemed to be in a good mood, and asked hesitantly, "Miss Yuko, are you getting married?"

"Ah, does Miss Granger want to ask about marriage?" Yuko opened her eyes wide in surprise, "That's right, after all, we are at this age."

Hermione couldn't help but twitching at the corners of her eyes, "No, you know that's not what I meant."

Miss Yuko blinked and stuck out her tongue playfully, "If you don't scare Takashi, he will always be undecided."

Hermione was a little confused, what are you talking about.

Miss Yuko wrinkled her nose and said dissatisfied, "Every time I ask him when he will get married, Takashi will look away and tell him that he must be given enough pressure to make him obey!"

Hermione blushed a little, getting married or something.

"Uh, but, but." Her eyes wandered and she coughed dryly, "No, no matter what, it's wrong to lie to people."

"Humph." Miss Yuko shook her finger, "This is not cheating, it is dissatisfaction from my girlfriend! If Takashi-kun refuses to obey this time, I will kidnap him home!"

Hermione held her forehead, the more she spoke, the more outrageous she became!

"Ah... Yuko is getting married." Takashi Murakami sighed as he walked on the road. His decadent aura attracted the attention of many people. Unfortunately, everyone was working people and could only cast a few glances while running. It's already the limit.

After all, who doesn’t have a moment of decadence?

Robert endured it again and again, but finally couldn't hold back and gave him a kick, "That's enough! This is the 346th time you've said it, okay! Isn't it just that you're getting married? Just prepare a gift." Got it!"

"Wow——" He was obviously a tall man of 1.85 meters, but he was crying. "Yuko, Yuko..."

Fine.

Robert shook his head, this guy was hopeless.

The place where the two of them are now is a building next to the rental house of the client, Mr. Nakamura.

Murakami introduced weakly, "Mr. Nakamura said that he felt that the woman lived here."

"What do you mean by feeling it?" Robert couldn't help complaining, "Did he think someone was following her even though he didn't even see the woman? Is this really a fake commission?"

"Then I don't know." Murakami shook his head and said that he is just an emotional task-promulgating machine.

Robert strongly condemned his companion's ineffective behavior, "So, it's because you always look careless that Ms. Yuko wants to change her dating partner!"

"No matter what happens with that kind of thing, it's okay." Murakami Takashi was lying on the railing on the roof, already an idiot. "Yuko has left me, and my life has no meaning anymore."

Well, this is already a useless tool man.

"Then I will observe it myself first." Robert said, "Don't forget, you have to throw these evidences in front of the client."

Murakami Takashi still looked uninterested, and it seemed that there was really no way to come back to his senses for a while.

Robert could only abandon this fool and look for clues on his own.

As a newcomer, it can be said that he has no clue at all. When a spiritual master encounters this kind of situation, where will he usually start?

Taking out his binoculars, Robert aimed at Mr. Nakamura's apartment.

This is an apartment that looks a bit old, with twelve floors from top to bottom. There is an elevator inside, but for some unknown reason, maybe to save electricity, maybe to save money, the elevator is not there. Stay on the second and third floors.

Mr. Nakamura lives on the sixth floor, which is a floor where you can use the elevator.

The building where Robert and the others were located was even older, with only five floors in total and no elevator.

It was the time when the social workers left home to go to work. Logically speaking, Mr. Nakamura's room should be empty at this time, without anyone present, but strangely, Robert felt that there were people in the room.

Is it because of the reflection?

Robert thought this way, adjusted the focus, and a clearer picture appeared in front of him.

"There are really people." Robert felt a little surprised. In his sight, in the room that should have been empty, some humanoid "creatures" with milky white bodies and a faint light were floating in it.

Those people had empty eyes and walked around the room mechanically. Whenever they tried to penetrate the wall or door and walk out of the apartment, they would bounce back as if they were suppressed by something.

Robert felt a little strange, so he handed the telescope to Takashi Murakami, who was still muttering, "Hey, look over there, there seems to be something terrible in Mr. Nakamura's room!"

Murakami rolled his eyes and said angrily, "I'm annoyed, do you think I'll turn my attention back here? Hey, what are you going to do! Stop it! Okay, okay, okay , let me see, let me see, isn’t it okay?”

After pushing and shoving for a long time, Murakami finally took the telescope from Robert's hand and looked at the apartment in the distance with complicated emotions.

This sight startled him.

"I'm going! What's going on!" Murakami Takashi jumped back a long step like a frightened rabbit. Without any surprise, his feet fell to the ground and fell to the rooftop floor. "Ouch!"

This is not a pretty picture, especially since the other party still looks confused and looks a bit silly.

Probably for safety reasons, there is a taller and thicker fence around the rooftop, and a very strong steel fence is welded to the fence. The landlord unexpectedly spent a lot of money on this kind of thing.

Just now, the place where the two of them were standing was on the wall that was half a person high.

Takashi Murakami fell off the wall without any precautions and sprained his foot, causing him to gasp in pain.

"...This is really surprising." Robert couldn't help but vomit, jumped off the wall, and helped the unfortunate guy up, "Can you still leave?"

Murakami stood up, and then his face turned pale, "It hurts, it hurts..."

As he said that, he quickly gritted his teeth and took off his shoes. As if it was some kind of special effect, a white and plump bun quickly swelled up next to his foot.

"We're here..." He looked at his injured part blankly, his tone incomprehensible.