Great Swordsman Ke Xue

"Master Qingshui, please go this way."

In a palace-like house, if there is no one to lead the way, other than the owner of the house, I am afraid that no matter who it is, they will get lost accidentally and not know where they have gone.

Fortunately, even though Tetsumi Tomoko was emotionally disturbed by the anger of an unfilial girl, she still did not forget to assign a maid to lead Shimizu Koji in the end.

Along the red carpet corridor, going left and right, under the leadership of the maid, Koji Shimizu finally saw an acquaintance, Nobuo Uehara standing in front of a door.

"Master Shimizu." At this time, Uehara Nobuo became more and more respectful, and the honorific in his words was also sincere.

The maid brought Koji Shimizu and turned around to leave. Nobuo Uehara bowed, stretched out his hand, and easily pushed open the thick solid wood door that was five meters high and decorated with white ivory carvings.

Different from the red carpet and wooden floor in the corridor, this room suddenly became much wider, as big as an underground dojo, but still very high, at least ten meters high. It should have opened up to the Tie Zhuyu family mansion. One and two floors.

The ground is like a whole piece of crystal-clear brown-gold marble floor, with no trace of splicing. Several pillars in the room are also classic pure white pillars in Western architecture. The lighting on the ceiling is dazzling even if there is not much light source. .

Gorgeous, but a more subtle and restrained luxury style.

In the large space, there were almost endless luxury cars parked. Although he didn't understand these, Koji Shimizu could recognize several highly recognizable luxury cars at a glance.

For example, the super-extended Lincoln is instantly recognizable and is a standard feature in almost all luxury movies, but here, it's just parked in an inconspicuous corner.

"This is?"

But faced with this situation, Qingmizu Koji couldn't help but be a little confused.

If he remembered correctly, Michiko Tetsumi asked the maid to send him away just now.

"Master Qingshui, please choose one. Madam said it will be convenient for you to come and go here in the future."

"Huh? But I don't have a driver's license yet."

Although Koji Shimizu was surprised, considering Michiko Tetsu's character and what she had just talked with him, it was not that surprising that he could give such an order.

But he does not have a driver's license yet, which is a troublesome thing. That boy Conan may have forgotten what he said.

"You have it."

Nobuo Uehara smiled respectfully, walked up to Koji Shimizu, took out his suit jacket pocket, and handed a driver's license to Hiroshi Shimizu.

"And you might not actually need it."

He was hesitant to speak, because in his eyes, Shimizu Koji was just a commoner's child before.

However, he thought too much. Koji Shimizu took the driver's license and reacted quickly after hearing his words.

Looking at this row of luxury cars that were so imposing that they were intimidating to ordinary people, he wondered what else he didn't understand.

If you really want to drive on the road, which little traffic policeman with no eyesight would dare to stop you?

Shimizu Koji has never been a hesitant person. He wants what others give him.

"Then take that one."

Nobuo Uehara looked at Koji Shimizu's direction, his expression did not change, he just said softly: "Master Shimizu, for safety, it is indeed a good choice."

"This car is Cadillac's latest presidential car, and it was just handed over to the U.S. government last year."

Nobuo Uehara did not introduce anything in detail, because that was enough.

Protective armor, bulletproof glass, etc. are all standard equipment, and the same model as the president, no matter in terms of performance or comfort, does not need to be explained too much. As for other radio functions of the car, Koji Shimizu basically has no use.

The reason why Shimizu Koji fell in love with it at first glance was very simple. Compared with those long and big luxury cars that looked luxurious, this pure black and thick car, which looked like a heavy armored car, was obviously crash-resistant and not heavy-duty. So high-profile, it suits him very well.

Shimizu Koji walked to the car. As expected, the car was unlocked and the key was inside.

Butler Tanaka followed him step by step. When he saw Koji Shimizu getting into the car, he took out a remote control and pressed it. On the other side of the luxury garage, the door to the outside world slowly opened.

The soft afterglow of dusk shone in, Shimizu Koji started the car, and Uehara Nobuo spoke again:

"Master Qingshui, your sister——?"

Hearing this, Shimizu Koji looked straight ahead, put the gear in gear, and stepped on the accelerator.

"Tomorrow, I will wait for you there."

"clear--"

Nobuo Uehara stood at attention and answered, but Koji Shimizu could no longer hear him and the car had already left.

Because this may be the thing that touches Koji Shimizu's nerves the most today.

It's not anger, nor fear, nor just because of Mingmei's exposure.

It was because he really felt suffocated.

In the eyes of these top plutocratic forces, apart from his own secrets, he was almost like a naked girl, exposed at a glance.

And if there are people like Michiko Tetsumi who pay attention to him,

He needs to be stronger, but not just himself.

While he was alert in his heart, Koji Shimizu also truly thanked Michiko Tetsu for her reminder today.

——

North Star Club.

New Year, but it does not affect the business here. Similarly, Koji Shimizu does not come to work on Tuesday.

Under the recent strategic adjustment of "appreciating both refined and popular tastes", the number of male guests at Polaris has gradually increased. Only on Sundays, the venue may be reserved for female guests.

It's not yet seven o'clock in the evening, the doors have just opened, the wine is not strong enough, and the newly-organized theater has not opened yet.

The few guests who came early were all scattered in the corners, listening to classical soft music and drinking small drinks.

"It would be a pity if we didn't catch him."

Gin was completely expecting this result. If he caught Akai Shuichi so easily, he wouldn't be willing to believe it.

Because that would make him look incompetent?

Vodka is recovering very well, and his face looks very healthy. Now he has a gloomy face, as if he is still regretful and annoyed.

"Okay, don't blame them. Let's talk about it and investigate the situation."

Such kind words came from Gin's mouth, which made Vodka feel a little strange, but when he thought about the situation his boss would face next, it was not incomprehensible.

"Brother, the results of the following people's investigation are that Akai Shuichi first appeared at the National Arena, and it seemed that he stayed for a long time."

"What did he go there for?" Gin frowned slightly, picked up the wine glass on the table and took a sip, without giving off any coldness.

His mentality is actually very good now, because finally, while his previous conjecture was confirmed, he also caught traces of Akai Shuichi.

Vodka hurriedly reported the information collected by the people below to Gin one by one, and Gin's expression finally changed. He gradually became dignified, revealing a bit of weirdness.

"You mean, he went to the football game—?"

"Um, brother, this is just my guess."

No, there must be his purpose.

Resisting the urge to scold Vodka, Gin ignored his loyal but always foolish little brother. His eyes gradually diverged and he fell into deep thought.

After more than twenty minutes, it was not until the atmosphere in the club suddenly changed, the colorful neon lights began to rotate and shine, and the stage curtain opened, that Gin came back to his senses.

"Increased surveillance at the arena."

Although he didn't expect any answer, sending additional manpower was the cheapest and most direct method, and Gin was still qualified to use it at will before his 'holiday' began.