"I'm going to look for Ishikawa Hide."
Sakaki took out his phone, checked the address book, and sent a text message to Ishikawa Hide, asking if he was available right now. After receiving a definite reply, he put down the phone and said:
"He must have known my father."
"I'll go with you."
Miss Miyano stood up and said.
Beikacho 2-chome is not far from Shinjuku District, and Hide Ishikawa is currently staying in the gigolo club, preparing for the evening business work.
At 3:30 p.m., a yellow taxi slowly stopped in front of Kabukicho Ichibangai. The middle-aged driver turned off the meter and glanced at the young man and woman in the back seat through the rearview mirror.
During his many years in the industry, he has attracted many customers to Kabukicho, including those who are alone, high school students who are clumsy and obviously poor, and young girls who wear heavy makeup and stuff their chests with pads in order to make themselves look more mature. The majority of customers are those who are simply looking for fun.
But there is a basic rule here, that is, most of the people who take a taxi to leave Kabukicho are a man and a woman. There are also strange combinations of men and women, but they are rare.
It is rare to see a man and a woman coming to Kabukicho at three o'clock in the afternoon like they are doing now. You may not see a couple like this in a year.
What's the point?
The driver was very curious, but his professional ethics made him keep his mouth shut and not ask any more questions.
After paying the money, Makoto Sakaki and Miss Miyano got out of the taxi and looked at the Kabukicho sign that looked like a rainbow bridge above their heads, their faces slightly serious.
At the end of the deserted road, Ishikawa Hidemasa, who was alone in a suit, was looking at them with a smile on his face.
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