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Chapter 683 Are you here to deliver food?

Mao Lilan opened the guestbook and turned to the last page.

Write carefully according to what the assistant instructor on the mountain just told them.

"Suzuki Sonoko" enjoyed the time spent with Mao Lilan like best friends, and leaned against her to remind her: "There is also ホヅミ, please note his name."

[And ホヅミ]... Mao Lilan was reading as if taking notes, while subconsciously writing according to her words. When she heard "Suzuki Sonoko" laughed, she realized that she had made a mistake. She paused with her pen and pretended that nothing happened.

Cross out the word "and".

Then he put down the pen, picked up the notebook, looked at it for a moment, and said happily: "Done!"

A few meters away, a figure was hiding in the corner, looking at this scene with a sneer.

"Suzuki Sonoko" suddenly glanced this way, with a hint of impatient threat in her originally clear almond eyes.

The black shadow was startled and instinctively shrank back behind the pillar.

After dozens of seconds, Tatsuzo Watanuki, who had failed in peeping, gradually came back to his senses and scratched his mottled gray hair at the temples. He felt that he was sleepy, so he felt that a high school girl had sharp eyes.

When he poked his head out again in confusion, the two female high school students had already finished writing, put down their guest books, and went to pick up maple leaves next to the hotel while chatting and laughing.

Watanuki Chenzo: "..." I must have read it wrong just now.

With this thought in mind, he straightened his collar and, like a curious tourist, strolled over to the guest book and opened it to check.

After previously contacting the assistant director of the crew who had seen the "original red handkerchief", Watanuki Tatsuzo has been waiting here for news. The so-called "handkerchief that inspired the screenwriter" was actually used by him to mark hidden scenes.

However, after so many years, Watanuki Tatsuzo has forgotten where the tree is, so he can only rely on this for guidance.

However, after contacting him, the assistant director never called him again, and Watanuki Tatsuzo was reluctant to act too eager for fear of arousing the other party's curiosity or alertness.

Since it was agreed that if he was away, the assistant would write the relevant information in the register, so every time a guest came to leave a message in the hotel's register, Watanuki Tatsuzo would stroll over to take a look after they left.

However, I still can't wait for the news I want. All I see are thank you messages about satisfaction with the service, or all kinds of strange opinions.

Watching the time pass, Watanuki Tatsuzo was unavoidably anxious. He was worried that the employee would forget about this incident, and he was even more worried that the employee would discover something unusual under the tree, unearth the bones in advance, and then call the police... He was always listening to what was going on outside, preparing for a call.

If there are any signs of the arrival of the police, he will find an opportunity to sneak away secretly.

Fortunately, it didn't.

But just now, when he heard the two little girls opening the guestbook and mumbling words, Watanuki Tatsuzo felt relieved.

He realized that he had probably waited for the news.

After reading the message with his own eyes and confirming the situation, Watanuki Tatsuzo closed the guestbook with satisfaction and showed a slight smile of relief.

Then go back to the room to change clothes and prepare to go up the mountain.

Although five years ago, after getting rid of his competitors and successfully becoming the secretary-general of the Ni Canhui League, he already had a group of juniors under him.

But those subordinates were all participants in the conference after all. Watanuki Chenzo did not dare to let them take the first step and come into contact with the bones of another backbone - he had to see it with his own eyes first and deal with possible flaws, and then

Then pretend that the person buried in the ground is just an ordinary person with no eyesight, and let the younger brothers help deal with the aftermath.



In the hall, Jiang Xia saw Watanuki Tatsuzo flipping through the guest book and remembered what happened on the mountain just now.

Since Toru Amuro just told him everything about the old red handkerchief, Jiang Xia couldn't pretend that he didn't find anything, so like a competent tool worker, he picked up his phone again and started typing, filling in the details for Toru Amuro.

He received the news and told him about meeting the staff member on the mountain.

This news further confirmed Toru Amuro’s conjecture just now.

He nodded, and before he could say anything, a man came down the stairs next to him.

——The impatient Watanuki Tatsuzo had quickly changed into a set of convenient clothes.

He passed by the hall, walked out of the door as if nothing had happened, and walked quickly into the deep forest after leaving everyone's sight.

A minute later, two figures also left the hotel and fell far behind Watanuki Tatsumi. These were none other than Jiang Xia and Amuro Toru.

As long as we get the evidence that Watanuki Tatsuzo killed his competitor and find out the connection between this matter and another organization, this paddling mission can be handed over.



There are thick branches and leaves in the forest. Every time you set foot, the crisp sound of dead leaves makes people feel a little tighter.

But fortunately, at this time, the mountain wind was getting stronger, and the faint sound of wind and the swaying of leaves covered the sound of tracking. In addition, the people being tracked were rushing forward, and Jiang Xia and Toru Amuro did not cause Watanuki Chen to wake up.

Three notes.

but……

Jiang Xia glanced behind the tree in the distance.

On the way, he occasionally met some people hiding in the mountains, and the corresponding prying eyes. He didn't know whether they were the younger brothers brought by Tatsuzo Watanuki to help, or members of the peripheral organization brought by Toru Amuro. Tianse

It was already very dark, and when those people saw him and Toru Amuro passing by, they would occasionally feel a faint murderous aura coming out of them.

"..." Jiang Xia felt the murderous aura of those things that were not high-end but could be used as standard rations from a distance. He also counted the number of people he met along the way, and his heart moved slightly.



Toru Amuro was not as half-hearted as Jiang Xia. He rowed again and again, and when tracking, he still instinctively focused his attention.

Then it was discovered that the direction Watanuki Chenzo was going was not the maple tree where the bones were buried.

This veteran cadre attending the conference took a winding road with few people and headed all the way to the top of the mountain.

"..." Toru Amuro thought of the guestbook in the hall. He further confirmed the situation - that message did not contain any code that alluded to the location, but only meant literally: the assistant director found the original red handkerchief.

tree, and then designated a conspicuous and well-known place to meet, so that Watanuki Chenzo could be taken there.

Following all the way, the three of them arrived at the filming location.

An artistic maple tree stands on the top of the mountain, with slightly drooping leaves and red handkerchiefs floating all over the tree, like a group of mini versions of red-clothed ghosts.

Toru Amuro stopped some distance away, waiting for the two people in front to finish talking before going to the place where the body was hidden.



Ahead, Jiang Xia and the others met the assistant guide, a man named ホヅミ. When they saw a figure approaching, they immediately realized that it was their generous client.

He raised his hand, shook it towards Watuan Chensan, and said hello.

At the same time, Minami looked at Watanuki Tatsuzo who was approaching, and he was making calculations in his heart.


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