Chapter 188 If I Can Catch Murakami-Jo, I Will Eat Him Live...

"We're here, senior!"

A few minutes later, Kishida drove the car slowly to a stop in front of a dilapidated apartment.

"Thank you, junior!"

Minmei unbuckled her seatbelt and chuckled.

"No! Do you live in such a shabby apartment?"

Kishida shook his head and glanced at the apartment in front of him through the car window. The exterior walls of the apartment were yellow, and most of the wall coverings had begun to peel off, as if they had experienced the baptism of time, carving out deep wrinkles. .

"I can't help it. I spent most of the money you gave me on making certificates! And 'Jifeiguotiosou' is the cheapest apartment in this area of ​​Tokyo, so I had to choose this place. But it's okay. , the house has been tidied up and looks new, and it’s still very comfortable to live in! ”

Minmei stretched out as she explained, revealing a perfect curve.

“‘The chicken is flying and the dog is jumping around the village’?”

Kishida was a little surprised, then smiled dumbly.

"Chickens flying dogs jumping village" is very familiar to him, but the "chicken flying dogs jumping village" he is familiar with falls in Kasukabe City, not Tokyo City.

Otherwise it would be very interesting, but not to mention, time in Crayon Shin-chan's world and Ke Xue's world are the same, and they don't flow!

"What's wrong?"

Mingmei glanced at Kishida curiously, not knowing what she was thinking.

Kishida shook his head without explaining.

"Then, see you tomorrow!?"

Mingmei blinked, opened the car door, waved her little hand, and walked with her long legs to get out of the car. However, before getting out of the car, she suddenly thought of something, and her lips opened slightly with a look of embarrassment on her face.

"Huh? Is there anything else?"

Kishida was just about to wait for Akemi to close the door and step on the accelerator to leave, but he found her looking at him hesitantly.

"Um, ahem, junior, you..."

"Stop it! If you have something to say, speak clearly and don't stutter... Uh, you don't want to invite me to your house, do you!? This is not good, in the middle of the night, a lonely man A widow’s…”

Kishida saw that Akemi was stammering and couldn't even speak. He couldn't help but think of those classic scenes of men sending women home when watching TV series. He was so scared that he backed away!

"Where did you think you were!"

Staring at Kishida fiercely, Akemi, whose pretty face turned red, was helpless.

"Then just tell me what you want to do! I still want to rush to the nightclub!"

Kishida was equally helpless.

"Do you really want to go to the nightclub?"

Hearing this, Mingmei was a little surprised.

"Yes! But I didn't go there with dirty thoughts to have fun! I was just kidding when I said I wanted to see something!"

Kishida nodded, looking sanctimonious.

"Really? I don't believe it!"

Mingmei looked at him with disdain, disbelief written on her face.

"Believe it or not!"

Kishida shrugged indifferently.

"Then why are you going to the nightclub?"

"Let's see if we can sit back and wait! Just imagine, if Murakami knew that Sawaki betrayed him and exposed him, what do you think he would do?"

Kishida explained patiently.

"He knew he was exposed but did not come to the appointment, so he first ruled out the possibility of surrendering. Since Sawaki betrayed him, he would definitely not help him kill people. In other words, in addition to absconding, he would most likely choose to kill himself. "

"That's right, and if it were me, I would take advantage of the opportunity when the police can't react to take action!"

Kishida nodded seriously.

"Is that so? So you really don't go to the nightclub for your own selfish reasons?"

Minmei glanced at him suspiciously.

"certainly!"

Kishida replied openly on the surface, but he couldn't help but feel funny in his heart. He didn't expect that the woman Akemi would believe what he said casually!

How could catching Murakami's father-in-law be so simple and clever? The time for his own murder has not come yet, and Murakami's father-in-law was able to escape from the police officer Megure. There is a high possibility that he will be the one who kills him tomorrow, so if he can catch Murakami's father-in-law today, he can live broadcast it on the spot... ...

Ahem, forget it, it’s not necessary, the flag can’t be set randomly, just go and see the nightclub!

"Okay, hurry up and tell me what you want to do? Don't waste my time!"

Seeing that Akemi was thoughtful but didn't speak again, Kishida urged.

"No rush, we'll talk slowly on the way!"

Minmei smiled and shook her head.

"Okay, eh!!?"

Kishida's eyes widened instantly, with questions on his face.

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"I've investigated everything you want to know!"

In a magnificently decorated box at Ginza's "Towako Nightclub", a foreigner with blond hair and saggy skin lived next to a woman with her head lowered, speaking a weird and awkward island dialect.

"Have you found out? Who killed him?"

Hearing this, the woman suddenly raised her head, revealing a flawless fair face with a light reddish-pink skin. Her thin lips were as delicate as rose petals, and her watery willow-leaf eyes looked directly at the man holding her. At first glance, a man would think that she was in love, but the man holding her arms knew that it was just that she had been crying for a while, causing her eyes to be a little hazy.

"Have you ever heard of Kishida Group?"

The man caressed the woman's white face with his palm, but the man with a look of enjoyment did not answer directly.

"Of course I've heard of it. Before you came here to spend money, Mr. Kishida was a big customer here. But I heard that he was killed a while ago!"

Seemingly used to the man's hands playing tricks on her face, the woman chuckled and replied, but it was not difficult to find that her smile was forced upon closer inspection.

"Yes, he was also killed. The public security in your island country is really bad!"

The man's tone was sarcastic, and he seemed to be very disdainful of the public security in the island country, but he thought about it and thought that it seemed that his free motherland was also shot every day, so he couldn't help but fall silent again.

"Hate it, don't worry about it for now, tell me who killed him!"

Seeing that the man fell into silence after mocking, the woman moved her buttocks, and her soft body was closer to the man. After speaking, she took the initiative to rub the man's hand on her face with her cheek.

As the woman leaned against the man, the rapid and gorgeous neon lights flashed in all directions inside the box. The strong smell of alcohol mixed with the woman's body fragrance, and the white body was particularly eye-catching in the swaying lights. In an instant, the woman exuded a strange and strong sexiness in the man's eyes, and the ambiguous atmosphere enveloped the entire box.

"Swish~"

The man took a deep breath, his face full of intoxication, and after a long time, he slowly said under the woman's increasingly impatient expression:

"According to my people's investigation, the one who killed your lover Zhang Tianzhengci may be Kishida Yuichi, the current head of Kishida Group, um, the son of Mr. Kishida who was killed a while ago!"

"What?"

Okano Towako widened her eyes, and a trace of doubt flashed in her eyes.

She had heard Kishida Yuichi mentioned by the big customer Kishida Manaka once or twice before, but she couldn't figure out why he was related to Zhang Tianzhengci? And killed him?

You know, before this, Okano Towako's suspicion had always been her useless ex-husband, Murakami Jō.

But now seeing this guy's swearing look, could it really be this guy named Kishida Yuichi who did it?

"Don't worry, listen to me slowly about the cause of the matter. It all started when Zhang Tianzheng went to the cinema...."

Seeing Okano Towako's face full of confusion, the man smiled and told the story. As his thick lips opened and closed, his deep voice gradually echoed in the box. At the same time, his dishonest hands were no longer satisfied with stroking the woman's face, and slowly went down, before...

"Pah!"

This time, unlike before, Okano Towako was not as calm and composed as before. She panicked and slapped the man's mess. The big pig's hoof, with a blush on her face, she forced a smile and explained intermittently:

"Sorry, I feel a little uncomfortable these days! And he just left, it's not appropriate for us to do this!"

"Not appropriate? Why is it not appropriate? If I remember correctly, you don't seem to be a couple? And even if you are a couple, don't you Japanese like to shoot that thing, called the widow series, so prickly..."

The man was very dissatisfied with the mischievous hand being slapped away. He raised his eyebrows and was about to reach out again while talking frivolously.

"Enough, Mr. Ford!"

Okano Towako stood up suddenly and looked at the man on the sofa with a cold face.

".......Do you know what you are doing, Miss Towako? Is this how you treat your guests? And this is different from what we agreed on before! Do you want to break the contract just after hearing the news from me?"

After a moment of silence, the man leaned forward, picked up the transparent high-footed cup on the table, slowly drank a small sip of the red liquid in it, and then looked directly at Okano Towako and said calmly.

"Sorry, I'm really uncomfortable now. If you need that, I can ask Kuzi to come up!"

Pinching her lips, Okano Towako, who dared not look directly into the man's eyes, lowered her head slightly and said with a forced smile.

After that, she took out the intercom on her waist and was about to call someone.

With a "pop", the man threw the high-footed cup to the ground fiercely, and the scarlet liquid splashed on the corners of Okano Towako's kimono, which also scared her.

"Don't be shameless, how can that girl Umekawa Kuko compare with you!"

"Mr. Ford, I'm just the mama-san in the store, Kuko is the top star in our store...ah!"

Okano Towako said expressionlessly, but the man suddenly stood up, scaring her so much that she quickly took a step back.

"In my opinion, Towako, you are more attractive!"

Looking at the charming melon-seed face that was over 30 years old but still full of collagen, the man swallowed his saliva and slowly approached Okano Towako, greedily sniffing the unique fragrance coming from her body...

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It smells so good! Why can I smell the fragrance! ?

In the co-pilot seat, Kishida, who had his eyes closed tightly, twitched his nose subconsciously.

"Junior brother, wake up, junior brother, wake up, get up~"

A soft voice sounded beside Kishida's ear, waking him up from his dream.

"Hmm~ Stop making noise!"

Kishida opened his sleepy eyes in a daze, and saw the delicate face close to him, and woke up in an instant.

"Huh, you finally woke up!"

Seeing Kishida finally open his eyes, Mingmei in the driver's seat breathed a sigh of relief.

"Have we arrived at the Towako nightclub?"

Rubbing his eyes, Kishida looked around through the car window.

"We've arrived a long time ago! It's just that I saw you sleeping so soundly, so I didn't feel comfortable calling you! Of course, I've been guarding here, and I didn't find any suspicious people coming in and out of the nightclub."

Amei replied unhappily.

"Is that so? It seems that choosing to let you follow me is still useful!"

Kishida stretched his waist, and then said lazily:

"Then why did you wake me up now?"

".......I found a suspicious person!"

Amei glared at Kishida again tiredly, and said helplessly.

"Huh!?"