For the Slaughter To Eliminate the Haggard

Whenever there is a situation that cannot be figured out or guessed, we will all go to Fukuoka Internet Cafe to surround Enoda.

"Those who didn't know thought you were going to beat me up," Enoda said while biting the straw, raising her eyebrows, "What troubles did you encounter again?"

The horse farm rested on the computer table with one hand and explained its purpose: "I need to invade the surveillance system in the urban area, please trouble you."

Enoda really deserves to be a genius hacker. After tapping his fingers on the keyboard for a while, the surveillance video of the street corner from last night was all transferred.

In the surveillance video of a certain period of time, I happened to come from the other side of the street and bumped into two men head-on, and then there was a wonderful scene where the hero of Toshi Fuji rescued Mei with his bare hands and taught the traffickers to be human.

"The skill is good, the sword is not old." Enoda commented.

When I heard the first half of the sentence, I was very floating, and when I heard the second half of the sentence, I directly slapped his mushroom head with five fingers together.

"It's them," the horse farm pointed to the faces of the two men, "pause."

Enoda immediately pressed the pause button, took a screenshot, zoomed in, and did not know what method he used to brush the high-definition image quality to 1080pHD, so clear that they could even count the pores.

Immediately after that, he acted as fiercely as a tiger, and quickly retrieved the background information of the two from the database.

"They are the staff of the Miroir club."

Hearing this, Lin slammed his fist on the table with such strength that the fried chicken nuggets on the table trembled.

"Those guys—" Lin gritted his teeth and said, "How dare you hurt Qiaomei with such dirty means."

I patted him on the shoulder, motioning him to take it easy.

To say that the owner of the Miroir club, Zhang, is really not benevolent. The conflict is obviously only between him and Lin, but he wants to drag Qiaomei into the muddy water, and according to the investigation after Enoda, Qiaomei is seen. It's been in their pocket since three years ago, and it's only a matter of time before it gets sold.

What's even worse is that Lin sent most of the gratuities for the task back to his home to treat his mother, but Zhang knew this, but he kept the news of Lin's mother's death a secret, and only wanted to swallow the money that Lin sent back.

If it hadn't been for the information with Qiaomei just now, Lin would still be kept in the dark and take advantage of it.

"By the way, the identity of the buyer is also very interesting," Enokada turned his body to his side, motioning everyone to turn their attention to that direction, "It's an employee of the mayor."

Mayor's employee?

Mayor's employees want to buy Qiaomei?

This information can be described as earth-shattering, we hurriedly turned the head of Enoda and tried our best to exploit his residual value, and let him continue to investigate along the clues of the employees. The bomb was dug out for him.

It turned out that the power of the bomb was really unusual.

The person behind the real purchase of Qiaomei is the mayor, but he is not for himself, but for his only seedling, the only heir of the Harada family, Harada Yusuke.

Yusuke Harada was a complete bastard. He raped and killed many young girls from good families on the basis of his family background. The women who had been killed and dumped in the past were registered by the police. This time, he found Qiaomei because she had no support. By not being able to issue a death announcement, it is possible to avoid the police's attention and kill recklessly.

"Fortunately, our family Ito found out early," Jiro said with emotion, "otherwise your sister would be in danger now."

Lin clenched his fists tightly, and his fingernails were almost bleeding from the palm of his hand.

The matter has developed to this point, and it can no longer be solved just by killing Zhang. From the appearance of Lin, it seems that he wants to find the mayor's family. Seeing this, I looked at the horse farm and tried to seek his opinion.

"It just so happens that I also have a business here that is related to the mayor," the racecourse replied. "It's a case where a criminal policeman was killed. Are you interested?"

Jiro and I looked at each other.

The mayor is the one who manages the city, and if he himself is not right, and he protects and condones his son who is a murderer, it is not just a personal matter.

So Jiro nodded: "Let's all handle this case together."

Since the mayor's son is only interested in women, this is the best entry point.

"Who among us is most like a woman?" I asked.

As soon as these words came out, the people in the box turned their heads and looked this way.

I was stunned: "Yes, I am a woman."

Everyone: "You just know!"

The plan formulated by mobilizing team spirit is like this, let me pretend to be a woman first... No, don't pretend that I am a woman!

Then, the man who pretended to be the middleman and the mayor of the horse farm took over, so they would take me into Yusuke Harada's room, I was responsible for restraining the other party, and Jiro and the others took over the rest.

This was a perfect plan, but Lin had a different opinion: "I'll play the woman."

Qiaomei was almost killed by Harada Yusuke, and he must personally report this revenge.

Everyone thought for a while and felt that there was nothing wrong.

So my task became to protect Enoda, who is an intelligence dealer, in an Internet cafe. After all, the killer on the mayor's side is not a good-looking person, and he is not allowed to come and steal his home.

As I expected, Mongfang and Reiko, who were working under the mayor, really came, and while their eyes were on Enokita, I appeared from behind and attacked, knocking them down in the blink of an eye.

Enoda whistled: "They all eat this bowl of rice, anyway, slow down to save them face."

"Okay, next time someone points a gun at you, I'll squat next to you, and I'll come back to support you when the bullets are out." I tethered the two who were knocked out and joked.

The person being ridiculed turned around and walked back to the box, leaving only the word "naughty" to express his rejection.

Nothing went wrong here, and Jiro's plan went smoothly. They successfully found the high-rise apartment in Momochihama registered under the mayor's name, beat the mayor's son violently, and filmed Yusuke Harada's accusation against his father. At the same time, the LED display in the city spread the picture. Now all Fukuoka City knows about his and his father's crimes, and Shotaro Harada has no possibility of continuing to serve as mayor.

In this way, Baba's mission to find out the investigation of the mayor's secret collusion with the underworld was completed.

The event ended perfectly, and Jiro suggested that we go to the intestine pot restaurant to celebrate.

Also coming back with Jiro is Martinez, who is a torturer who often comes to the revenge house to help fight.

"I heard that I rushed over after Ito came back," the pony rubbed my hair, "the last time you went back to Hakata, you didn't tell me anything, but this time you've caught someone."

I smiled and said, "I haven't seen the pony for so long and he's still so handsome."

"Hahaha I think so too!"

In the past, several people from our revenge house used to eat sausage pot, but this time it was rare to have a complete staff. The whole family sat around the low table eating fried sausage one by one, and their cheeks were flushed, and they were even more excited than the New Year.

I grabbed a piece of fried sausage that was still sizzling, and was about to dip it in the sauce, when the pony opposite suddenly put down the big beer mug in his hand and asked with a smile, "It's been several years since Ichito Yokohama went away. I don't know how the commission was completed-"

Misaki rolled him with her elbow.

The latter was puzzled: "Ah? Did I say something wrong?"

"Entrustment? What is the entrustment? We can't keep our children floating outside until it's finished," Jiro promptly changed the subject, "By the way, Ichito, with your charm, you should have received many confessions from boys over the years, right? ?"

I clipped my chopsticks and recalled a little: "Ice Emperor has a junior who has confessed to me."

Qiaomei was most interested in this topic, and hurriedly passed her brother to my side: "Why do you confess, the waves are not romantic, did you grab the microphone on the stage of the school festival and shout in front of all the teachers and students of the school? The one I'm marrying you today!"

"No, I wrote a love letter and then invited me to the back of the library, and the two confessed face to face," I tilted my head to try to recall, and my brain was almost knotted, "I remember he said..."

Qiaomei became more and more excited: "What to say!"

"Said he liked me because he felt that I could protect him and felt very secure."

"…"

This silence was provided by everyone present.

"I can't find a reason to refute it." Enoda chewed on the fried sausage, as if "I completely understand."

The horse farm interjected, "Ichito must have refused, right?"

"Well," I nodded, "he's not my type after all."

"...Is this the reason for the rejection?" The horse farm didn't know where to complain, "Then what kind of genre do you like?"

"Man, live."

"...Is it a zombie I confessed to you?!"

"I haven't finished yet," I took a sip of tea and swallowed the boiling hot fried sausage, "I like good-looking people who can surpass me in at least one aspect of intelligence or force, and just be taller than me. "

Hearing this, Enoda seemed to understand something with a long tail "Oh": "So you like me, no wonder you beat me every time you meet. This may be the legendary beating, kissing, scolding, or love."

I stretched out my legs and kicked him: "Then I really love you so much. I'll make you cerebral palsy later so that you can feel how warm your Tengda's love is."

There is nothing wrong with this big table, I just like to watch me and Enoda fight back and forth. The embarrassment originally caused by the pony was quickly washed away by everyone's hahaha, and the fried sausage is also with your chopsticks. My chopsticks are rapidly decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye...

After the dinner, I burped a lot on the way back to Babylon.

"Ah," Jiro on the right suddenly said, "I almost forgot that there was a corpse and I had to move it to Saeki."

Saeki is a cosmetic surgeon and head of the Corpse House, part of our revenge assassination train service.

When I first came to Fukuoka, I had scars all over my back. Later, when I went to the swimming pool in the summer, my swimsuit was uncovered. When Jiro found out, he took me to see Dr. Saeki for scar removal surgery, and the results were very good.

"I'll take it by car tomorrow," I said. "It's so late that Dr. Saeki's is also closed."

"Hey, that's all there is to it."

Jiro and I went back to Babylon together. Nothing happened along the way, but just as we were going up the stairs to get the keys, we found a man in a shirt squatting at the door of the bar.

Sensing that someone was approaching, he turned his head: "Ji, Mr. Jiro?"

Jiro was stunned: "You were the last time..."

The man in the shirt immediately rushed forward, grabbed Jiro's hand, and was so excited that he saw his long-lost biological mother: "Mr. Jiro, you have to decide for me!!"