Chapter 647 Freckled Boy (Please Vote and Subscribe!!!)

"How are you doing, Shiho?"

"Hello!"

"You should answer me!"

At 10:35 pm, in the apartment at No. 122 Seventh Avenue, the freckled boy chased Sakaki Makoto and kept asking about the whereabouts of Miyano Shiho.

His unwavering belief did not move Sakaki Cheng, but made him feel very irritated.

"Shut up!"

The sudden scolding startled the freckled boy, and he didn't dare to ask any more questions, but he still followed Sakaki Makoto as he walked around the apartment.

Sakaki came to the cabinet and stood still.

In the vertical cabinet with glass panes, there are tea cups, coffee cans and other things.

Without exception, they are all placed on the outer edge of the cabinet.

In a daze, Sakaki seemed to see the young Miyano Shiho standing on tiptoes, struggling to take out the coffee can and tea cup. After making the coffee, he had to stand on tiptoes and put them back again.

So cute

After throwing a piece of chocolate into his mouth, Sakaki took out his cell phone.

When I applied for a package before, international roaming service was included, that is to say

Sakaki's mobile phone can make calls to Japan across the ocean.

Putting his finger on the dial button, he suddenly thought of the freckled boy and looked back.

The other party was staring at him curiously.

"Go, boil some water and make a cup of coffee."

"oh"

The freckled boy walked into the kitchen, very obedient.

Um.

Because when Sakaki took out his cell phone.

The USP of the waist reveals the tip of the iceberg.

Soon, the sound of gas came from the kitchen.

At this time

Sakaki suddenly noticed something was wrong.

Why did Miss Miyano live in an apartment with electricity and gas even after she left the United States for five years?

Who is paying for her?

With doubts, Sakaki sat on the sofa in the living room and dialed Miss Miyano's number.

10 o'clock in the evening in the United States is equivalent to 11 o'clock in the morning in Japan, but it will not disturb the other party's schedule.

beep.

Click!

"."

After the call was connected, Sakaki could clearly hear the breathing coming from the phone. He smiled:

"It's me."

"You're in New York?"

"I arrived 4 hours ago. I have been busy and didn't have time to inform you."

Walking on the street, Sakaki Makoto would not call Miss Miyano.

Not only for their own safety, but also for fear that walls have ears.

The living room is some distance from the kitchen, Sakaki believes

The freckled boy couldn't hear him on the phone.

unless

The other party is Erwa.

"It's almost 11pm over there in the United States."

Miss Miyano said:

"Are you at my apartment?"

"arrive."

"That's good. There are new sheets in the bedroom cabinet. I'm afraid they are not new now."

"Don't worry, just clean it up when the time comes."

Sakaki's face turned serious, he glanced at the kitchen and lowered his voice:

"Do you know an American who claims to be a genius scientist?"

"He said his name was Sibor Gamel."

"Genius scientist?"

Opposite the microphone, Miss Miyano, who was sitting at the dinner table, was stunned, racking her brains to recall the scientists she knew.

But after much thought, she couldn't remember anything about Sibor Gamil.

When she was in college, even though she was young, her grades were always first in the school. Her tutors were full of praise and wished they could accept her as their top disciple.

In this environment, she also met many so-called 'geniuses', but

Miss Miyano has a very rebellious character. Not to mention being domineering, she has always focused her energy on study and research. Those 'geniuses' may have met once, but then turned around and forgot about them.

"I don't remember."

"oh"

Sakaki narrowed his eyes, lit a cigarette, and told his girlfriend everything about the freckled boy he met at the door.

"Wait a minute!"

Straightening her back, Miss Miyano blinked:

"You said he has a chicken coop, a lot of freckles on his face, and he looks about the same age as me?"

"right."

"You still claim to be my best friend?"

"right."

"Haha, it turns out it's him."

Miss Miyano smiled knowingly and said:

"He is a student who was admitted to the university in the same year as me. He is somewhat famous. He is one year older than me. He majors in economics and is a good stock trader. With a start-up capital of 10,000 yuan, he has already been in the university since his sophomore year. Wall Street has taken over.”

"You're still smart. If you're short of money, just ask him for it. He owes me a favor."

"emmmm"

Ask yourself

Sakaki would rather Miss Miyano not know him.

"How did you know him?"

Through the microphone, Miss Miyano smelled a strong smell of vinegar.

But she didn't mind at all, instead she said with a little joy:

"Do you want to know?"

"I'm not, I didn't, you might as well say it."

Sakaki held his forehead and sighed, honestly following his heart:

"Yes, I'd love to know."

The corners of her lips were raised, and Miss Miyano seemed to be able to see her boyfriend's dejected expression.

There are not many things that can make Sakaki feel frustrated.

Even in bed, the two of them were fighting back and forth, regardless of the outcome.

"It was a sunny afternoon"

With a roll of her eyes, Miss Miyano said with added jealousy:

"I was a freshman at that time, sitting in the shade of a tree reading a book, when suddenly there was a noise in my ears."

"Looking up, I saw the short guy, Gamiler, surrounded by a group of students. At first I thought he was bullying, but it turned out to be a group of students asking him which stocks to buy."

"He was so arrogant, saying that he could give you guidance, but you had to give him half of the money you made, and he wouldn't care if you lost money."

"Later."

"The soybean production in the United States dropped that year, and those who bought his stocks lost all their money, so they all came to his house to ask for an explanation and beat him up."

Sakaki Cheng held a cigarette in his mouth and nodded from time to time:

"Then what?"

"Then."

Miss Miyano smiled mischievously:

"He He was beaten up and sent directly to the hospital. "

"You didn't help him?"

"Why should I help him?"

"Well, how did he owe you a favor?"

"Don't worry, I was just about to say it."

Clearing her throat, Miss Miyano made a silencing gesture to her sister and said with a smile:

"It is against school rules to instigate others to buy stocks. After being sent to the hospital, his glorious deeds were also exposed. Because there were too many victims, most of the economics department including many professors, the school planned to expel him."

Sakaki Makoto nodded in agreement.

Such a bad student.

Why keep him?

Expel!

Must expel!

"Later, he saw that the situation was not good, so he begged me."

"Why did he beg you?"

"Because the principal is also one of my mentors!"

Miss Miyano tilted her head:

"In the whole school, except for the dean of the sports department, other deans are my mentors."

Oh.

School pet.

Got it.

"So you helped him, and that guy regarded you as his best friend from then on?"

"No, I refused."

"."

Rubbing his eyebrows, Sakaki Makoto was about to get a headache:

"Are you kidding me?!"

"Ah~"

Miss Miyano's crisp laughter came from the microphone:

"You finally heard it!"