Vol 7 Chapter 839: Little boy (3)

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One night, it was a calm and peaceful past.
I. The little boy smiled and said, "In this Kyoto city, there are no people I can't find."

Ye Qian shook his head helplessly, patted the boy's head and left the police station. In the car of a Jeep Wrangler who was waiting next to him, the driver clearly saw this scene, his expression was a little wrong, and he was very shocked. After seeing Ye Qian leave, the driver hurriedly pulled out his mobile phone and dialed out. He said: "The head, the person who saved the young master seems not simple. Just after the Emperor Qiang Tian came over, it seems that he should come for him.

"The Emperor Qingtian?" The opposite of the old man stunned and said, "Check his bottom details to see if he is close to Saitama for any purpose."
"The head, it seems that the young master is very afraid of him, not right, it should be said that he likes it. Just he took the young master's head and reprimanded the young master. The young master did not say anything. I looked silly, I can't believe it. That would be the little master I saw every day," the driver said.
"Hey?" The old man on the opposite side was puzzled and said: "It seems that this kid is still somewhat capable. Although the child of Daiyu is more naughty, but it is always only served by the strong, it seems that the kid really has something extraordinary. Now, what about others? Bring him back to see me."
"The head, he has already left," the driver said.
"That's it, send someone to check his bottom, I really want to personally this kid." The old man opposite said.
"Yes, the head." The driver sighed and then hung up.
After leaving the police station, Ye Qian recruited a taxi and said the driver to the address given by the father. The driver was very embarrassed, and looked at Ye Qian with a strange look, but he still hadn’t figured out the identity of Ye Qian. He has been mixing in Kyoto City for so long. Of course, this place is clear. It is not the place where ordinary people can go.
Most of the old Kyoto knows that the courtyards of the western suburbs were piled up decades ago, the General Staff, the General Administration, the Ministries and the Great Courtyard, etc., but the truly large-scale compound concentrates on several hutongs behind the Beihai Park, just one more than the country’s core authority. "North Sea". The times have changed, and many hutongs have turned into high-rise buildings. However, the green hues are dotted with the hutongs of the North Sea. The only change is the original style. The only change is that there is no sense of ruin in the last century.
What kind of person can live here, can be imagined.
Ye Qian is naturally unclear about this. For a person who has just set foot in Kyoto, everything about it is a loss. However, Ye Qian has been accustomed to seeing himself with a variety of different eyes, and it does not matter at all. Looking at the driver, Ye Qian said: "What's wrong? Is there a problem? Still don't want to go?"
"Nothing." The driver hurriedly rushed, and quickly rushed the car to the address given by Ye Qian. What is the identity of Ye Qian, even if it is only a security guard there, it is not that he can offend. If you drive a taxi yourself, then you can't afford to sin. In this Kyoto city, it's best to pretend that it's best to pretend that it is a relative of a certain departmental cadre. of.
Ye Qian did not speak on the road, just turned to look at the scenery outside the window, and remembered the landmark buildings along the way. Ye Qianben didn't want to come to Kyoto, but a command from the old man allowed him to step on it here, and then an appointment by Song Ran, Ye Qian had to stay. Since I have to stay here for a while, it is necessary for Ye Qian to figure out everything here. At least, I can’t let myself plant it here.
What is your father's cognac? Isn't that your grandfather? Just, I don’t know if it will be as stubborn as the old man. However, since his dad will recognize him as a cognac, it is estimated that this old man is not a simple character, right? Madeleine? Ye Qian whispered the name a little.
Suddenly, Ye Qian’s mind was agitated. Is that little boy not a surnamed horse? Is it his person? After thinking carefully, Ye Qian smiled a little, and the number of people with the same name in the same year went more, let alone the same surname. In this Kyoto city, the surname Ma is estimated to be innumerable. How can each have a relationship with him? It is too much that I think.
The car suddenly stopped, just stopped at the alley. The guards in the Hutong mouth who stand the guns and live ammunition are tantamount to telling outsiders... This alley is a restricted area. Indeed, this hutong is an absolute restricted area for ordinary people, and it is also a restricted area for 90% of Beijing officials.