"Speaking of which, you are really pitiful. A man with white hair is sending a man with black hair." Nan Wukong carried the old policeman and walked towards the depths of an undeveloped forest on Yueying Island.
"Hehe, actually my son has been waiting for me to die for who knows how long. Besides, it doesn't matter if all their guys are dead. I can just hand over the position of head of the Kawashima family to my grandson." The old policeman smiled miserably.
"Old man, he doesn't even know what happened to your grandson while he was studying in the United States. What's more, you think a turtle is willing to inherit such a job that requires execution. With his horizons broadened, he can naturally see other development paths." Nan Wukong
There was no pause or breath, and he was able to lift the old man quite smoothly.
Nan Wukong's physical fitness is far beyond that of people in this world. Naturally, he is not tired. He can even lift a car and throw it out.
"I didn't expect you would build a drug manufacturing factory in a mountain col and plant a large area of poppies." Nan Wukong stood on the top of the mountain and looked down at the small workshops and large flower fields in the mountain col.
The poppy flower is the source of the discolored drugs that people talk about. It has a slender figure, weak branches and gorgeous flowers. Its beauty is a weapon that confuses people. It makes people forget their sorrow, pain and fear, but it can also
Transformed into a sharp sword, people's lives wither in anesthesia and destroyed in psychedelics. This is often ignored by people.
Some people say that the ultimate romance is death, and the poppy is the flower of death, it will push you into the abyss disguised as heaven.
But the poppy flower originally appeared in the Stone Age and was discovered by humans to treat diseases. However, unclean people later took advantage of it and developed the effect of attracting evil spirits, so the poppy flower got a bad name.
There is nothing wrong with the poppy itself, only those who use it are wrong. There is nothing wrong with beauty, only those who use it to appreciate beauty are wrong.
(Poppies are not allowed to be grown in China, please do not try)
"Beauty is pure, but this purity also contains the most primitive desires." Nan Wukong led the old policeman into the small workshop. There was no one here, but there were some refined raw materials that had not been used.
"Where are the seeds?"
"Cellar, open the safe door and you can go in." The old policeman's hand was already disabled and he couldn't turn the code wheel on the steel door.
After asking for the password, Nan Wukong opened the door and took out a few sacks of seeds and put them into the space ring.
"You should be able to contact your family here. Goodbye then, I don't want to see any of you before our group leaves." After saying this, Nan Wukong left here, leaving the lonely old man here.
The lonely old man was already quite frightened, but because of his age, he acted relatively calm and was not easily startled.
At this moment, the reasoning show of the sleeping Uncle Maori has begun.
First, he revealed the dirty drug trade secretly carried out by Kuroda, Kawashima, Kameda, Hirata, the village chief’s secretary, and others. The evidence was in the piano. Then he revealed the murderer’s method of killing, but there was no direct evidence to prove the real murderer.
Makoto Asai is the murderer.
At this time, Asai Makoto had disappeared, because the facts were similar to what Detective Mori had deduced, except for the lack of evidence. However, the evidence no longer mattered. Her hands were already full of blood, and only death could redeem her.
Unfortunately, in the commission letter, she hoped that the Maori detective could stop her, but the Maori detective failed to do so.
What kind of psychology is this? Outsiders don’t know, and neither does Asai Honesty.
Maybe this is what women are thinking, it's hard to guess.
A fire broke out suddenly in the Aso family's mansion. (To be continued)