I’M Really Helpless In Tokyo

"So, half the night before the incident, you were at the Ryukyu Country Izakaya, drinking with the association's Hiroshi Tsuneta, Kengo Yamada, Takumi Fujiwara, and Luto Atsumi, right..."

In the dark interrogation room, listening to Araki Sosuke's description, Iwata took another cigarette to him: "Have you noticed anything unusual?"

At this moment, the circular ashtray in front of the two "smokers" was already filled with circles of cigarette butts like a censer dedicated to gods.

"If it's abnormal... Except for Vice President Tsugada who wants to break the rules of the shop, shouting'Open the era of everyone's Buddhahood' and want to get started with'assistance in juicing', and is used by Yamada, who is only left with underwear when he is playing punishment games. There seems to be nothing more than the stop of the'right behind grappling'..."

Putting his feet on the table top, leaning on the chair and looking up at the ceiling above his head, Sosuke Araki carefully searched for the remaining details in his mind.

"Oh, by the way, Takumi and Lu Dou, two humble guys as alcoholic and courageous, seemed to vomit several times in the middle, which made me seem to have paid a lot of extra cleaning fees?"

"Well, this part of the experience is basically consistent with the testimony of several other parties and the waiter of the'Ryukyu Izakaya' that night, plus road security cameras and consumption records as supporting evidence, there should be no problem..."

Takeshi Iwata poured a cup of hot tea for him: "So, the key to the case is still in the latter half of the night... After coming out of the izakaya, where did you go?"

"At that time, I drank fragments, only a vague impression... Hey, remember that after breaking up with them at the crossroads, I really wanted to go home and sleep..."

"Do you go home to sleep... Then, why did you wake up at the "Network Business Department" downstairs of the Association the next morning?"

After a few taps on the laptop on the side, Iwata turned the computer screen to hold his temples with both hands and circling crazily recalling Sosuke Araki: "This video may help you remember something."

"This is……"

What was playing on the screen seemed to be a surveillance video intercepted by a security camera.

"PREGO?"

Bright posters, shops with floor-to-ceiling glass, and machines shining with bright lights...

Araki Sosuke recognized at a glance, this is the chain pachinko store, PREGO, which can be seen everywhere in Tokyo.

"To be precise, it is the PREGO Pachinko Akihabara store at 3 o'clock in the morning... Pay attention to the position of the corner..."

In the Pachinko shop late at night, there are still many "Pachinko professional players" who are addicted to this place.

As soon as Iwata's voice fell, I saw a blond man who was sitting in the corner where the front face could not be photographed by the surveillance system, suddenly stood up.

After putting on a sad posture of "Tears Asking Heaven" and seemingly roaring something...

The man slammed a punch and slammed through the screen of the Pachinko machine in front of him, bursting out a lot of sparks.

Then, in the horrified gazes of the guests, the blond man was embarrassed by the entanglement of several sleepy-eyed men of extreme men, and unexpectedly made a wild and swift move to "get the golden cicada out of the shell", and finished his clothes. Under the broken, fled out wearing only a pair of boxers.

The surveillance video that stopped playing was frozen before the boxer man with tattoos all over his body escaped from the shop, on that angry, hurried and hideous face...

"This is me... I, I remember!"

The man's left eye was still covered with a dark one-eyed blindfold.

"After drinking, I did run to play with Little Steel Ball..."

Looking at the crime-filled face on the surveillance screen, the cigarette butt in Sousuke Araki's mouth fell to the ground in shock, and fine beads of sweat began to emerge from his face one after another.

"If it hadn't been seduced by the fraudulent advertisement of the broken pachinko shop, then a series of things would not have happened..."

In the smoke, countless broken memories began to converge in Araki Sosuke's mind, and gradually turned into a sad past that was sealed in the depths of his memory and could not bear to look back.

"As the Leo with the strongest fortune of this month and the lucky star of Mu Yao, I won't be sitting here now!"

...

Nine hours before Shimoto Ichiro's death, Akihabara Electric Town, crossroads.

At 12 o'clock in the morning, Akihabara is still brightly lit, and many ramen shops, izakayas, KTV and custom shops are still open.

"Since that guy Xingping left, it has been a long time since he was so passionate... Hiccup... What a choppy'twelve squeezing', Ryoma didn't come to suffer, but he himself."

After parting from the crowd, Araki Sosuke, who was in the midst of the flow of people, took out the crumpled bill from the back pocket of his buttocks and took a drunken look: "Oh, that meal just now... actually consumed one hundred and seventy. ten thousand……"

"Hirozhi, did he add a lot of things secretly? Is it because he is usually too depressed? 』

On the list of dishes for that long roll, the hidden dish "Omakase Juice" alone is as high as 32 servings!

"Well, this little money is nothing to my uncle now..."

The trace of distress that had just emerged habitually was instantly swallowed by the "confidence" bestowed by the bank card balance.

After the 50 million yen commission bonus was received, Araki Sosuke first transferred 40 million to Daisy's "public donation account" without saying a word.

After dealing with solid capital taxes and personal debts, there are still millions of dollars left. He plans to bring up a modified "small steel cannon", and then the remaining fraction will be used to realize the dream of "to spend time and drink in Ginza every day".

"At this time, the tram has also stopped, and I can only scan the code for a shared bicycle... Wait, my uncle is now a rich man, of course he is playing TAXI!"

Just when Sosuke Araki looked sluggishly around the street, wanting to experience the silky smooth electric door of a taxi and the taste of the driver's welcome to get on and off the car...

"Dear guests, for this month’s horoscope divination, the domineering and lovely Leo is in the'kingdom' fortune. And today's lucky star on Mu Yao is the guest with the word'wood' in his name!"

"Oh, pachinko shop..."

Behind a large store with transparent floor-to-ceiling windows, there were sales promotion activities and cuteness often used by shop to attract customers, mixed with cold female electronic synthesis sound.

"The Leo of the king of fortune, the lucky star with the name ‘Wood’...Isn’t that just about me, who is in the limelight recently and is gaining gold every day... This divination is pretty accurate!"

I glanced at the large pachinko shop with brightly lit lights, sweet music, and hundreds of machines. Some of the itchy Araki Sosuke, pretending to be indifferent, turned his head and said, "Huh, I'm already young and rich. The elite of the society, but can’t be soaked in the pachinko shop all day like before...hiccup...and, it's so late now..."

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