Sizzle...sizzle...
The wind was howling outside the house, the doors and windows were creaking, and from time to time something was blown in through the rain-covered window. The sky and the earth were covered in a gray haze, as if lead-like dark clouds were pressing down, like the end of the world.
The light bulbs in the room flickered, so Sakaki Makoto simply turned off the power and took out a flashlight from the drawer to prevent the bulbs from breaking and causing unnecessary trouble to the owner.
Yasuki Domon, the village chief and others had not returned yet. The weather suddenly changed. They received news that the ceiling of a house was broken by something and they had to go to repair it. Only Makoto Sakaki and Aunt Hirai were in the house.
"These news reports are saying that there were incidents of wild animals injuring people in Pingjing Village..."
Holding their cell phones, Conan, Hattori Heiji, and Kid sat in a circle and read the information about Hirai Village sent by Hongshu.
Speaking of intelligence, how much news can a rural village like this have?
The biggest news is probably missing tourists or black bear attacks on people.
As for the village head and village committee...
The whole thing was taken care of by Uncle Hirai's family. Uncle Hirai was the village chief, and his three sons were responsible for other work in the village. There was nothing big going on in this small village with only dozens of households. Since the timber could not be sold, their only source of income became the dividends from the hunting ground. The more people came to hunt, the more money the village earned.
But opportunities are often accompanied by risks. Although Pingjing Village has opened up a new way to make money by relying on its geographical advantage of being backed by the mountains, due to inadequate protective measures, wild animals often destroy the hunting fences, causing many tourists to panic and eventually stop coming. Only the Hunters Association, which is interested in hunting, is left to take care of the hunting business. They organize hunting activities almost every month and travel thousands of miles to Pingjing Village.
Sakaki Makoto and his companions arrived at an inappropriate time and missed the previous wave of guests.
"There is very little news about Hirai Village."
Conan flipped through a few pages and saw the bottom. He said helplessly:
"There was no special information at all. Wild animals hurt people every day. In the end, everyone knew that this place was unsafe. In addition, Pingjing Village was deserted, and fewer tourists came, so there were fewer news reports of injuries."
"yes..."
Sakaki Makoto looked out the window. The whole mountain was shrouded in heavy rain. The raindrops were connected together like unbreakable silk threads, falling into the needle-like forest.
The power of nature is terrifying. Humans can resist it but cannot shake it.
perhaps...
More intelligence is needed.
Crash!
Just then, the sound of a door opening was heard in the corridor. Everyone walked out of the room and saw Yasuki Domon and Uncle Hirai struggling to close the door, lock it, and take off their dripping raincoats.
"Phew...it's really terrible."
The eldest brother, Hirai Takami, bent down and pulled off his wet rain boots, complaining:
"The weather is getting weirder and weirder. I heard on the news that the end of the world is coming. Is that true?"
"Do you believe what the experts say?"
The second son, Hirai Takashi, looked at him with disdain:
"Even if the end of the world really comes, we don't deserve to survive. The chance is reserved for those big shots!"
The third son, Yukio Hirai, lowered his head and said nothing, like a mute person.
“That’s enough!”
The village chief's eyes turned cold and he shouted harshly:
"What nonsense are you talking about here! Go and boil some water!"
The three sons had to listen to what their father said. They immediately shut up, put on their slippers, slipped into the boiler room through the small door in the kitchen, and went to boil water for their bath.
"Kang Hui, don't take it seriously. They were just joking."
The village chief explained on behalf of his three sons:
"What big or small? In my heart, you are just my own child!"
Domon Yasuki smiled silently and didn't take the matter to heart. He didn't care at all.
Due to the heavy rain, the interview had to be interrupted. Uncle Hirai's house had many rooms, and three of them could be allocated for Sakaki Makoto and his friends to live in. The rest of the people would have to stay at other villagers' homes.
Sakaki Makoto and his companions came to the living room. At this moment, Aunt Hirai brought hot tea and towels. Domon Yasuki wiped his hair and asked:
"Uncle, when we went to Uncle Zhongguang's house to repair the roof just now, I saw that they seemed to have installed the latest satellite antenna?"
"Satellite dish?"
The village chief was stunned for a moment, then reacted:
"Oh, you mean that one. His daughter Riho brought it home last month. She said that if it is connected to a satellite antenna, it will be able to watch more TV programs. I don't know the details, but it's all out of filial piety from the children!"
"It seems that Uncle Nakahiro's daughter is doing well in Tokyo..."
Domon Yasuki picked up the teacup and took a sip:
"I also bought him a double-door upright refrigerator, installed an air conditioner, and replaced almost all the furniture..."
"you do not say!"
Upon hearing this, the village chief slapped his thigh and started gossiping:
"I heard that Riho even bought a house in the city. She looked so glorious the last time she came back!"
"Alas! Look at these three in our family, they don't have any skills, they just stay in the village!"
"In that case..."
Domon Yasuki looked at Sakaki Makoto meaningfully and said:
"Why don't you let Gui Nan and the others come to Tokyo? I'll introduce them to jobs. It won't be a problem for them to earn a few hundred thousand yen a month. Then you can enjoy a peaceful life."
“No, no, no…”
The village chief waved his hands anxiously:
"It's fine now. It's fine now. I'm old and they've all moved to the city. What if something happens to your aunt and I? Besides, they're the game managers. They're the only ones left in the village with a few other young people. If they leave, there's no one to take care of the game!"
"Wasn't game ranger Qing's previous job?"
"Yes, since Ah Qing left, the three of them have taken over as administrators. They have done a good job and there have been no major problems."
As if he didn't want to talk about this topic anymore, the village chief changed the topic and said:
"I don't have any big ambitions in my life. I just want everyone to live a stable life. I have never thought about leaving my hometown. As long as you come back to visit me occasionally, I will be satisfied..."
"Of course, of course..."
Domon Yasuki stood up and walked to the corner, took out a bottle of well-packaged Black Dragon Daiginjo from his luggage bag, and said:
"I still remember that you like to drink, uncle. I brought this from Tokyo specially to honor you."
“Okay, okay…”
Seeing the dark and mellow Kuroryū Daiginjo, the village chief smiled brightly and took the bottle and put it aside:
"Tonight we must have a few drinks together. I'll ask your aunt to cook the pot tonight!"
Sakaki Makoto suddenly narrowed his eyes, turned his head and saw that Miss Miyano, Conan and the other two had the same expression as him.
They knew something was wrong.
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