The Richest Man Yang Fei

The guard searched the mouse's body, which was considered polite and did not touch anything that should not be touched.

The mouse raised his hands in cooperation.

The guard found nothing, and the mouse was not carrying any lethal weapons, except for some banknotes, only a handful of coins.

After the inspection, the guard nodded to Masahiko Kondo, indicating that it was safe.

Kondo Masahiko came to his office with the mouse.

The company has such strict security measures. Masahiko Kondo, who had just done something wrong, immediately felt that the security index was overwhelmed when he entered the heavily guarded company. He sat comfortably on the chair and asked the mouse: "Can you talk now?" ? What did Akatsuki send you for? Or did you send me a message?"

The mouse smiled slightly. From Kondo Masahiko's point of view, this kind of smile seemed extraordinarily flattering!

Masahiko Kondo couldn't help being stunned: "What are you laughing at?"

Keeping this mysterious smile on his face, Mouse slowly walked over.

Masahiko Kondo has no shortage of women. The women around him are all beautiful and charming female singers. They are still resistant to women's clothing. He frowned and said, "There are no outsiders here. Just tell me if you have anything to do. I can hear you."

The mouse began to untie the obi of his kimono.

Masahiko Kondo's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he looked at the mouse in puzzlement. It has to be said that after the mouse's face was painted white, it still looks very impressive, and with the imaginary picture, it can make people slightly excited.

The mouse took out a handful of coins. These are island coins. They are small and delicate, about ten coins, with a face value of one yen. They were exchanged when buying magazines.

Masahiko Kondo stared at these coins, and his doubts became more intense: "Akina asked you to bring it to me? What do you want me to do with some coins? Is there any meaning?"

The mouse walked up to him, flipped the coin in his left hand lightly, and the coin was thrown upwards. He stretched out his right hand and grabbed one of them, and the other nine still fell into his left hand.

Just as Masahiko Kondo was about to speak, he suddenly felt a foreign object in his throat!

The mouse grabbed the corner of the coin, and suddenly stuffed it into Masahiko Kondo's mouth at lightning speed.

Kondo Masahiko was shocked,

Subconsciously, he wanted to reach out to pick it out, but the mouse pinched his throat, and felt the coin fall down, and he swallowed it all the way into his stomach!

"You..." Masahiko Kondo wanted to scream but couldn't, and couldn't move when he wanted to. A feeling of suffocation made his body severely lack itching, and all the functions of his body lost their original functions, and his limbs felt uncomfortable like cramp.

Mouse calmly, without hesitation, stuffed the remaining nine coins into Masahiko Kondo's mouth one by one. Every time he stuffed a coin, he showed a mocking smile.

Masahiko Kondo's eyes widened in despair, he kept moving his hands and feet, making all kinds of meaningless struggles.

Every time he swallowed a coin, Masahiko Kondo felt that he was one step closer to death.

He swallowed all ten coins!

He likes money, but he has never hated money like he does today.

The rat fed him ten coins and then let go.

Kondo Masahiko lay down on the ground like a dog, sticking out his tongue, retching non-stop, vomited out the gall, but still couldn't spit out those damned coins.

The rat kicked him.

Masahiko Kondo raised his head, looked at the "woman" in front of him in horror, and made a lot of chatter, some roaring, some pleading.

The mouse couldn't understand, and didn't want to understand. He grabbed Kondo Masahiko's head, twisted it hard, and with a click, Kondo Masahiko's neck made a crisp sound, and then fell to the ground like a dead dog. I can't move.

"Made! You're out of your mind, you dare to think about our Young Master Fei! You've been treated favorably if you weren't turned into a concrete pillar today!" The mouse kicked the person on the ground a few times, and then left the office as if nothing had happened.

When he walked out of the guard room, the guard greeted him, his tone and attitude obviously much better than before.

Out of the gate, the mouse quickened its pace and came to a secluded alley, took off the hair cover and the kimono on its body and threw it away, then wiped off the makeup on its face with paper, bought a bottle of water, and scrubbed its face Be clean.

The mouse came to Johnny, but Johnny didn't leave any traces related to him.

He bought a takeaway and returned to Akina Nakamori's villa.

At this moment, Yang Fei and Akina Nakamori had just finished their conversation and were about to leave.

Akina Nakamori answered the phone, his expression changed, and he said in surprise, "Mr. Yang, something happened."

Yang Fei asked her what happened.

"Masahiko Kondo fainted in the office and has been rushed to the hospital. It seems to be serious."

"Hehe, did you? Passed out in his company's office? This is called retribution!"

"His condition is eccentric, the doctor found ten coins in his stomach."

"Coins? What is he doing with coins? I've only heard of committing suicide by swallowing gold. This is the first time I've heard of committing suicide by swallowing coins."

"Probably not a suicide. Before someone saw his accident, there was a geisha in a kimono who entered the office with him."

"Geisha? It seems that Mr. Kondo has a wide range of hobbies!" Yang Fei smiled meaningfully.

Nakamori Akina froze, her face flushed.

Seeing her embarrassment, Yang Fei changed the topic: "So what? What do they want to do when they call you? You have nothing to do with him anymore."

"The guard said that the geisha gave my name when she entered Johnny's company, so he wanted to ask me if I knew the geisha."

"Um?"

"Of course I said no. I never sent any geisha there."

"Do the police have any leads?"

"It doesn't seem to be. Otherwise, I wouldn't call to ask me."

"It's all right, maybe someone borrowed your name to get close to that scumbag. Doesn't he harm a few people? There are many people who want to kill him! ——Is he dead?"

"Not yet, but the injury was serious, and his throat and vocal cords were cut by coins, and it will be difficult to recover for a long time."

"Does that mean that he can't sing for the time being?"

"um, yes."

"For a singer, the greatest punishment is not to kill him with a knife, but to make him lose his favorite stage and music."

"Yes."

Yang Fei shrugged: "I think, he will kill himself if he does many injustices, what do you think?"

Akina Nakamori said, "Do you want to tell the truth?"

"Um."

"Hearing this news, I really, really didn't feel anything, no sadness, no joy, I think, I really don't have this person in my heart anymore. Hearing that he had an accident, I felt like watching a piece of news. It's irrelevant news."

Yang Fei patted her arm: "This is the best, I'll go first."

"Thank you!" Akina Nakamori was suddenly emotional, opened his arms, hugged him tightly, and said, "I know you are helping me, and I am very grateful to you."