Time flies and another three days, during which time, many things have been investigated by the Future of Shengu.

Nakajima Consortium.

This is a family chaebol-like consortium with a wealth of assets in Kagoshima Prefecture. It is not only famous in Kagoshima Prefecture. As a new family consortium, the Nakashima Consortium has enough influence to radiate to Shikoku Island.

It is also a consortium with the surname Kazuya Nakajima.

So will Nakajima Kaori flower have something to do with it?

"I think this is possible."

Kamiya future draws conclusions.

"Ms. Nakajima has refused to mention family matters in front of the media more than once. Although this can be summarized as privacy protection, she even mentioned her impression of her parents before the media. This is very strange."

Miya Kamiya looked at Kitagawaji and sorted out the various small information she collected: "These are interviews about Miss Nakajima participating in various activities. As long as she mentioned her parents' issues, she would skillfully change the topic. It seems that her relationship with her parents is not particularly harmonious."

This is really reliable execution. So much information was collected in just three days.

Should we say that it is indeed the daughter of a scholar who studies folklore? Can we find clues that are difficult to find in various aspects.

She continued: "I made a special trip to the headquarters of music journals in Tokyo, such as "New Era", "Trend", and "Singer". The reporters in charge of the interview received me kindly and answered some questions from me."

"You've also gone to investigate on the spot?" Kitakawaji didn't expect that in the past three days, Kamiya Miya had done so many things.

Although Kamiya Miya said so easily, it is unknown how much energy it will take for a girl to come into contact with those specific reporters.

"Of course, it's impossible to get answers when reading some things on the Internet. You have to ask them in person." Miya Kamiya took out another recorder: "The recorder about the details of Nakashima Koha's interview at that time is here. If Tera Jun wants to listen, you can go back and listen."

She sat next to Kitagawaji: "When I asked these reporters about the specific situation of Miss Nakajima's family issues, their statements were unexpectedly similar."

"Miss Nakajima's face always has a look of nostalgia, and then she politely rejected them. Even in the interview that was not released privately behind the scenes, Miss Nakajima did not reveal any of the family situation."

Miya Kamiya looked at Kitagawaji and asked:

"Shijun, what do you think?"

Her investigation has ended here. Let’s take a look at how Kitakawaji analyzes it.

Kitagawaji didn't think about it for long, and he said calmly: "Miss Nakajima should indeed have a relationship with Nakajima Consortium, and even Nakajima Consortium may have stopped her singer career at one time."

"Oh? How did Terajun come to this conclusion?" Miya Kamiya was curious.

"Do you still remember what she said when she first met Miss Nakajima? She said 'Who doesn't want her path to success to be smoother?' She also said 'Music agency is unwilling to sign a contract'? Maybe it was just a joke at the time, but now it seems that what Miss Nakajima said should be true."

Kitagawa Temple has also tapped Nakajima Kamiya several times in the past few days. Even if the other party hides it tightly, it still reveals some of its flaws.

It’s not that I don’t want to sign a contract with a music agency, but that the family consortium is hindering her. With the strong strength of the consortium, it’s not surprising that I can do this.

Let's just make this assumption.

Nakashima Kazuya has always loved music very much and has been striving to pursue her dreams. However, the family consortium has blocked the path she chose to squeeze her living space, which has led to Nakashima Kazuya Kazuya walking on the path of singers with extraordinary difficulty. Her singer career is booming, and she was named the female star who influenced a generation. However, the good times did not last long. In her career that was at its peak, she was diagnosed with acute leukemia, which forced her to put down her career and prepare for surgery.

On the other hand, the family consortium has been forcing Nakashima Kohara. Under the huge real pressure on both sides, Nakashima Kohara was exhausted both physically and mentally. She was hit hard and couldn't recover and became like this salted egg now.

On one side is a dream that may never be able to pursue, and on the other side is a huge pressure from the Nakajima Consortium. When the two sides are tangled, no matter how strong the person is, he will not be able to withstand it.

"If this is the case, then things will be a bit tricky."

Kitakawaji muttered to himself.

The 21st century is a legal society. Kitagawa Temple cannot directly carry a knife to the Nakajima Consortium, and kill one, kill two, kill three.

On the other side, Nakajima Kazuya was too stressed and she became the current salted fish. Recently, she had just accompanied Kitagawa Eri. If Kitagawa asked a few more questions, it would be like stabbing her already broken heart a few more times.

Whether it is moving forward or going backward, it is a bit difficult.

Kitakawaji rubbed his fingers and thought deeply

Today's Nakajima Konoha is still salted eggs.

For a week, she has become familiar with the Beichuan family. She has become a habit of walking before breakfast and walking after dinner every day with Beichuan Temple. She has basically kept some things in mind at the Beichuan family.

With such a good platform, she is alone at home, how can she not salt eggs?

"Well, there is no fruit at home."

Nakashima Kohara, who was lying on the sofa, originally wanted to touch an apple to eat, but the place she got was empty.

She grabbed her messy hair and sat up from the sofa.

If Kitakawaji was about to come back, she wouldn't dare show her sloppy look to the other party, but it doesn't matter if she is alone at home now.

Nakajima Koka stretched her waist tightly and yawned: "Kun Kitagawa and Eri's sister are usually taken care of me, so it's good to go out and buy something to reward them."

She made up her mind, and after finishing her messy hair, she put on a mask and sunglasses and went out.

"I don't remember there is a commercial street here." Nakashima Kazuka yawned again, and at the same time, she did not forget to take out her phone and take a look at the map above.

She was lazy and staggering on the road, like the "unemployed social idle people" reported in the media.

Who would have thought that she, who is so unmotivated, is the most popular Nakashima Kazuya?

The commercial street is about ten minutes away.

Nakajima Miyaki was careless and walked to the fruit shop. He picked up a few favorite fruits and stuffed two or three big bills into the boss, then turned around and left, not even asking for change.

If Kitakawaji saw her like a prodigal sister, she would probably be a rattan greeting.

She bought drinks and some ingredients she thought were good in the same way, and carried these things in her hands and walked backwards.

"It's so heavy, it's so heavy, it's so heavy." Nakashima Kazuya's face turned red, and she stood by the traffic light and gasped.

"Are you okay?"

A crisp greeting came from beside him, which made Nakajima Koichi unable to help but look at him.

This is a girl with short-haired ears wearing headphones. She seems to have graduated from high school, just went to college or was short-term.

She was wearing a very simple private outfit and was not very good-looking, but her youthful face made Nakashima Kokawa stunned.

"Are you okay? Do you need help? It looks like you are struggling."

The girl with short hair with her ears took off her earphones and asked with concern again, with a healthy blush on her fair face.

"Uh, can you bother you?" Nakashima Koha's hands were soft and she asked with a slight pressure on her voice.

She really couldn't carry these two bags of things anymore.

The girl with short hair with her ears showed a shallow smile: "A small matter, I'll help you with some way. I just happened to go back from here too."

As she said that, she took the convenience bag from Nakashima Kokawa and walked forward step by step.

Nakajima Koka stood there and gasped, feeling a little self-deprecating: "It seems that even if you keep exercising every day, your physical condition is not as good as I imagined."

She was about to quickly catch up with a girl with short-haired ears who was almost walking across the zebra crossing, and then

boom!!!!!

Something bumped into it.

Something sprayed out.

The person's body flew out several meters in distortion like a broken sack. The blood mark was dragged on the ground, pulling out a dazzling mark.

In Nakashima Kaori's delicate eyes, the girl with short-haired hair with her ears was irregularly twisted, and bright red blood emitting warmth oozing out from under her.

The convenience bag she was carrying in her hand was broken, and the things inside were thrown out in a mess.

The childish face, which was still bloody and still had a little at a loss.

""

The streets that are coming and going are quiet, and the surroundings are in silence.

The truck that caused the accident drove away quickly, leaving only devastation.

Nakashima Kazuka widened her eyes and her pink lips were wide open under the mask.

I'm alive?

At this moment, Nakajima Kamiya felt a sense of being alive.

But what followed was a surge of sin and shame.

The person who helped her died in front of her, but she actually considered herself the first thing she did?

"Ambulance, call an ambulance!" She hurriedly took out her cell phone from her bag.

Smack

The phone fell to the ground by her panicked movement. She hurriedly rushed over and picked up the phone, just about to call the ambulance.

Click.

Click.

Click.

This is the sound of taking pictures.

Nakajima Kobaya raised her head in confusion.

The surrounding people were silhouetted, and at some point they had spontaneously circled around her and the dying girl.
To be continued...