Chapter 126

"I don't want to at all!"

Xia Xia Xia Mujun felt that this maid was also strange.

Plus, she still had a pistol on her.

Really believing her nonsense would mean he truly didn't want to live.

After saying that.

He opened the car door and left the car.

Just walked out.

Xia Xia Xia Mujun looked up at the night, noticing that night had already fallen at some point.

The night breeze blew on his face, and his hair swayed gently.

Xia Xia Xia Mujun turned to look for Konoe Hitomi.

He found that she had already stood beside him at some point, looking at him.

Xia Xia Xia Mujun paused.

He had clearly improved his constitution yesterday, so his five senses should have been a bit stronger.

But he hadn't been able to detect this person's footsteps?

This guy definitely wasn't simple; she must have specifically practiced footsteps.

"Let's go."

After Konoe Hitomi said this, her face still had no expression, and she walked in front slowly.

And Xia Xia Xia Mujun walked behind, wondering what Konoe Hitomi's purpose was in bringing him here for a physical examination?

"So, bringing me here for a physical examination, what exactly are you going to do?"

Xia Xia Xia Mujun asked the confusion in his heart.

Konoe Hitomi said without looking back:

"I don't know the reason, I only know it was ordered by the young lady."

"Since it's a task, it must be completed."

"I hope you don't ask too much about this, Xia Xia Xia Mujun."

"Knowing too much is not necessarily a good thing for you."

"Of course, as long as you don't do extra things, you can go home soon."

"But if there are extra actions, I think you understand the result."

Xia Xia Xia Mujun wasn't too surprised by this answer; it was purely a tentative inquiry.

Asking it was a gain.

Not asking it didn't matter.

Anyway, with Midou Orihime's power, he had no room to refuse at all.

He just wanted to explore the truth of Midou Orihime looking for him.

Xia Xia Xia Mujun looked up at the hospital gate, deep in thought.

Now it was just a simple physical examination, which was fine.

It's just that he didn't know what Midou Orihime wanted his physical examination report for?

Shinya Publishing, Second Editorial Group meeting room.

Takahashi Jun looked at the editors around him who were still focused on reviewing other manuscripts, cold sweat constantly oozing from his temples, his lips trembling slightly.

He wanted to speak directly, begging them to take a look at *The Devotion of Suspect X*—this novel was definitely worth signing!

If they didn't sign it, Xia Xia Xia Mujun would definitely switch to another publisher!

Then the publishing house would miss out on a masterpiece in vain!

His face was struggling, his Adam's apple rolled, but he never dared to make a sound.

Until approaching off-duty time, the 2nd group editorial department leader—Miyagi Kazuu looked at his watch and announced to everyone: "That's it for today, everyone go back."

Other editors heard this, sighed in relief one after another, stretched, and began to pack up.

At this very moment, Takahashi Jun's nerves were stretched to the limit—he knew that if he didn't speak now, he would really have no chance!

Cross-review only took place on Sundays.

If he couldn't get Xia Xia Xia Mujun's manuscript into the review process today, he would have to wait until next Sunday.

But he had already promised the other party that they could sign tomorrow!

If he broke his promise, Xia Xia Xia Mujun would definitely think he was a liar.

By then, he would definitely be like other disappointed authors, turning to other publishers.

In that case, the publishing house would lose an excellent suspense and mystery novel, and he himself would personally hand over the performance that was delivered to his door to others.

Takahashi Jun finally stood up abruptly, his lips trembling, wanting to say something.

"Um..."

"Everyone..."

Instantly, all the editors preparing to leave looked at him.

The sweat on Takahashi Jun's forehead flowed more fiercely, he was speechless for a moment, and didn't know how to organize his language.

Just then, Yoshida Tomohito, who had always disliked him, teased:

"What's wrong, Takahashi-kun, do you want to go to the toilet?"

"You don't need to report for going to the toilet, you're not a child, just go directly."

Several editors chuckled when they heard this, and some were expressionless, just quietly watching Takahashi Jun.

Takahashi Jun's face stiffened, sweat poured down like rain, stammering: "I..."

Yoshida Tomohito "tsk"ed:

"What exactly do you want to say? Can you stop wasting everyone's off-duty time?"

Apprentice editor Niigaki Shoji frowned at Yoshida Tomohito, it was inconvenient to directly contradict his senior, so he turned to encourage Takahashi Jun:

"Senior Takahashi, do you have anything you want to say? Don't worry, everyone is here, just say it directly."

Listening to their conversation, leader Miyagi Kazuu finally looked up from the manuscript and looked at Takahashi Jun.

Takahashi Jun swallowed his saliva, rubbed his hands on his trouser seams repeatedly, his voice trembling with nervousness:

"I, I..."

Yoshida Tomohito interrupted again, his tone even more mocking:

"'I' what? Did you not bring toilet paper? I really can't help you, here, take it."

Saying that, he took a pack of tissues out of his pocket and threw it on the table in front of Takahashi Jun.

Niigaki Shoji frowned tightly: "Senior Yoshida, isn't this a bit too much?"

"Too much?" Yoshida Tomohito spread his hands, "I'm helping out of kindness. Giving a pack of tissues, what's the problem?"

"Are you sure your behavior is just 'giving tissues'?" Niigaki Shoji's tone turned cold.

"Apprentice editor Niigaki Shoji," Yoshida Tomohito's face sank, "what do you mean? If you have something to say, why not say it clearly in front of everyone."

The atmosphere was a bit tense for a while.

Takahashi Jun, who was already weak in character, saw this scene and was even more frozen in place, unable to squeeze out a single word.

Leader Miyagi Kazuu knocked on the table hard and said sharply:

"Enough! All of you shut up!"

His sharp gaze cast on Takahashi Jun:

"Takahashi-kun, do you have anything to say or not? If not, don't waste everyone's time anymore!"

Everyone fell silent, their gazes focused on Takahashi Jun.

The huge pressure almost suffocated Takahashi Jun, and instinct drove him to retreat and swallow all his words like countless times in the past.

But he knew that this might be the last chance for his career—or even his life—to turn around.

He grabbed the stack of *The Devotion of Suspect X* manuscripts on the table and shouted with all his strength:

"Everyone! I encountered a novel yesterday—a novel that will definitely make the publishing house sell well!"

"Please, everyone, you must take a look at it! Otherwise, the author of *The Devotion of Suspect X* will definitely switch to another publisher!"

"By then, our company will suffer immeasurable losses! Please, you must, you must take a look!!!"

Shouting to the end, his voice was already cracking.

He bent down abruptly, bowing nearly ninety degrees, holding the manuscript high above his head, not daring to look at anyone's expression.