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Chapter 236

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"I don't want to at all!"

Natsume Chikage felt this maid was also strange.

Plus, she still had a pistol on her.

If he really believed her nonsense, he really wouldn't want to live.

After finishing speaking.

He opened the car door and left the car.

Just walked out.

Natsume Chikage raised his head to look at the night, noticing that night had already fallen who knows when.

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

Natsume Chikage turned his head, wanting to find Konoe Hitomi.

He discovered she was already standing beside him who knows when, looking at him.

Natsume Chikage paused.

Clearly, he had improved his physique 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 finished speaking, there was still no expression on her face, and she walked slowly in front.

And Natsume Chikage walked behind, confused about 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?"

Natsume Chikage asked the confusion in his heart.

Konoe Hitomi said without looking back:

"I don't know the reason for it, 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, Natsume-kun."

"Knowing too much isn't necessarily a good thing for you."

"Of course, as long as you don't do anything extra, you'll be able to go home very soon."

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

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

If he could ask it out, it was a gain.

If he couldn't ask it out, it didn't matter.

Anyway, with Mido Orihime's power, he simply had no room to refuse.

He just wanted to explore the truth of Mido Orihime finding him.

Natsume Chikage raised his head to look at the hospital gate, lost in thought.

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

He just didn't know what Mido Orihime wanted his physical examination report for?

Midnight Publishing House, Second Editorial Group meeting room.

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

He wanted so much to speak directly and beg them to take a look at "The Devotion of Suspect X"—this novel was absolutely worth signing!

If they didn't sign it, Natsume-kun would definitely switch to another publisher!

By then, the publishing house would miss out on a masterpiece for nothing!

His face struggled, his Adam's apple rolled, but he still didn't dare to make a sound.

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

Other editors heard this, breathed a sigh of relief one after another, stretched, and began to pack their things.

Just at this moment, Takahashi Jun's nerves were stretched to the limit—he knew that if he didn't speak now, there would really be no chance!

Cross-review only happened on Sunday.

If he couldn't let Natsume-kun's manuscript enter 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, Natsume-kun would definitely think he was a liar.

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

In that case, the publishing house would lose an excellent suspense mystery novel, and he himself would also 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 even more fiercely, and he was speechless for a moment, not knowing how to organize his language.

Just at this moment, Yoshida Tomohito, who had always found him unpleasant, teased:

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

"You don't need to report going to the bathroom, 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 pouring down like rain, stammering: "I..."

Yoshida Tomohito "tsk"ed:

"What exactly do you want to say? Can you not waste everyone's off-work time?"

Apprentice editor Niigaki Shoji frowned and looked at Yoshida Tomohito, finding it inconvenient to directly contradict his senior, and instead encouraged Takahashi Jun:

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

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

Takahashi Jun swallowed his saliva, his hands rubbing repeatedly on his trouser seams, 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 do anything about you, here, take it."

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

Niigaki Shoji frowned tightly: "Yoshida-senior, this is a bit too much, right?"

"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 moment.

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.

The leader Miyagi Kazuu knocked on the table forcefully and said sternly:

"Enough! Everyone shut up!"

His sharp gaze fell 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 instantly, their gazes focusing on Takahashi Jun.

The huge pressure almost suffocated Takahashi Jun, his instinct driving him to retreat and swallow all his words like he had countless times before.

But he knew that this might be the last turning point in his career—or even his life.

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

"Everyone! I encountered a novel yesterday—a novel that will absolutely 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 publishing house!"

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

By the end of the shouting, his voice had already cracked.

He bent down abruptly, bowing nearly ninety degrees, holding the manuscript high above his head, not daring to look at anyone's expression. ===== CHAPTER 237 =====

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