On the second day, Suzuki Sonoko and Mao Lilan appeared in the hotel restaurant with black circles under their eyes.
Jiang Xia had just finished taking breakfast when he turned around and ran into a pair of sleeping pandas. He paused: "What are you..."
Suzuki Sonoko yawned tiredly and took a small piece of cake from his plate. She stuffed a piece of cake into her mouth and chewed: "He was not the bride's brother, but he was beaten to death inexplicably - you
Say, if the person who killed him was his accomplice, would that cruel accomplice take his anger out on you because you solved the case?"
Jiang Xia: "..." That would be good, but it's a pity that the ghosts haven't found any good-tasting murderous energy nearby.
He put down his plate and said, "Maybe. But last night the man committed a murder in front of the police headquarters. Now the police will definitely intensify the search. Maybe the man escaped from Osaka overnight in order not to be arrested."
"It would be great if that were the case." Suzuki Sonoko breathed a sigh of relief at first, then thought of something again and added alertly, "I hope that guy doesn't escape to Tokyo."
Jiang Xia glanced at her: ...What an excellent reverse prophet.
The murderous aura of teething stick flavor is fresh, but not very attractive.
Jiang Xia quickly put aside the murderous aura he encountered last night and began to enjoy breakfast while looking into the future: "The opening ceremony of that restaurant is today?"
"That's right!" When Mao Lilan mentioned this, her fatigue suddenly disappeared. She regained her energy and took out a thick autograph book from her backpack.
This star-chasing female high school student touched her notebook with great care and said happily: "I don't know what celebrities I will meet tonight. I'm really looking forward to it."
Suzuki Sonoko also belatedly remembered that she had this trip this time when she went out. She touched the dark circles under her eyes: "It seems that I have to catch up on some sleep during the day. I don't want to bump into an acquaintance and then
Being laughed at."
…
It was not just two female high school students who decided to use this time to catch up on sleep.
In a hidden corner of Osaka, an organizational leader who had crossed paths with his colleagues three times also took advantage of his spare time during the day to catch up on some sleep.
At night, Vodka stretched, stood up refreshed, and began to prepare for his task.
——It’s still a silence mission.
The cause was that a while ago, a member of the organization carried a box of cash and went to a trading location in the middle of the night, intending to secretly purchase an illegal drug.
However, after sneakily completing the transaction and returning to his stronghold, he opened the box and two packages of drugs fell out of the box.
The people at the research institute tested the ingredients and were at a loss. When the members of the organization learned the news, they were also at a loss.
After Gin investigated, he quickly figured out the reason: countless illegal transactions occurred in Tokyo every day, and the areas that were concealed enough and convenient for escape were actually only a few areas.
Coincidentally, at the time and place they agreed to trade, a drug dealer also made an appointment with another small drug dealer to trade together.
When the trading time came, in the dark, two pairs of criminals went to the place at the same time.
Wandering around in the messy alleys, members of the organization bumped into the drug dealer who had nothing to do with the organization.
The members of the organization nodded secretly when they saw the other party's sealed and moisture-proof medicine box. The drug dealer also nodded with satisfaction when he saw the briefcase he packed.
The drugs the organization wanted to buy and the drugs brought by the drug dealers were all in powder form. Both sides looked at the contents in the boxes, looked at each other, turned around and disappeared into the night, hiding their merits and fame.
At the same time, at another corner of the alley, another pair of transactions also occurred - the organization members' money was given to drug dealers, and the drugs the organization members wanted went to the downline.
Gin, who had sorted everything out: "..."
He silently shot the idiot who could recognize his wrong connections, and then made a deal with the drug dealer again. At the same time, he also announced that he would find the two drug dealers, big and small, and get these two guys together with them.
The task of eradicating all the drugs on the drug.
…
"It's not difficult to confirm the identity." After receiving the task, Vodka checked all the surveillance cameras near the transaction location. He screened suspicious vehicles and pedestrians one by one, and finally locked in the identity of the large drug dealer among them.
——Ed McCann. A well-known reporter who likes to collect scandals about celebrities and has an outstanding record.
"No wonder he has caught so many celebrities taking drugs and can always take photos of realistic evidence of drug abuse. It turns out that he is a drug dealer himself." Vodka quietly hacked into the opponent's laptop based on the information provided by the Osaka members. Not long after,
He figured out the fishing process of this well-known reporter:
“First use your identity as a reporter to get close to celebrities, find prey who are rich enough, soft-eared, and likely to become addicted to drugs, and then seduce them to take drugs.
"If the other party doesn't take the bait, then use your own fame to create a rumor that the other party is addicted to drugs, so that the target will think under pressure, 'Since you all said that I am a drug addict, then I might as well prove the crime.'"
The idea of breaking the jar and breaking it...
"Once addicted to drugs, it is difficult to quit. In this way, this black reporter can use drugs to squeeze every last penny out of these celebrities. When the celebrities really have no money, they can also send them to the news, fame and fortune.
Double harvest.
"First create addicts, then harvest them yourself, produce and sell them yourself... Hey, in a sense, what this kid is doing is similar to Uzo, and he is even more wicked than Uzo!"
Thinking about it this way, Vodka's motivation was unprecedentedly high when faced with the task of silencing him.
"First, pretend to be a buyer and approach him, and ask him about the whereabouts of the small drug dealer." Vodka sorted out his work plan, "Then find an opportunity to kill the person."
While Vodka was praying, he was carefully preparing for today's dinner - according to the news he had learned, the black reporter Ed McCann would appear at the opening ceremony of the "K3 Restaurant" tonight.
And when this organization member is busy.
A short, fat, middle-aged man with a slicked back hair was also taking care of his clothes at this time, preparing to attend the dinner.
"That guy really started taking drugs." Ed McCann straightened his tie in front of the mirror, frowned, and muttered to himself, "But he never bought drugs from me. Who on earth stole my business?"
"Hmph, forget it, all of my colleagues are desperadoes. Compared to them, the former big star is better at handling things."
Ed McCann looked at the mirror and smiled coldly: "Since you don't patronize my business, don't blame me for speeding up your cash-just wait, wait until the moment I get the evidence of your drug use from my colleagues.
The moment when you are completely on the verge of destruction!”