Sure enough, a few days later, the police held a press conference and announced that the murderer had surrendered himself and was a member of a gang. According to his confession, he was entrusted by the borrower to collect the debt, and he fought and beat the victim, knocked him down, and then left.

Although he insisted that he did not find the victim dead at the time, as a gang member, one can imagine how credible his testimony was. In the end, the court sentenced him to five years in prison for manslaughter.

This case did not receive much attention from everyone. After all, the victim was just an ordinary company employee with a bad reputation. As for the perpetrator, it is not surprising for a gangster to kill people, but it is strange not to kill people. Soon, the case was solved, and the murderer, Mr. Tong, was sent to prison.

But what does this have to do with Fang Zheng?

It has nothing to do with it.

At least that's what it looks like.

While some unlucky guy was in prison, reforming his mind and becoming a new person, Fang Zheng was driving around and taking pictures of the scenery. In order to avoid arousing the suspicion of the police, Fang Zheng also set a new identity for himself: a freelance photographer, mainly taking pictures of landscape art. In this way, no matter where he went, it would not be strange, and as a photographer, it would not be strange for him to carry a large box with him to store his equipment.

It's not surprising that there are layers in a big box, right?

“Drip, drip, drip…”

At this moment, the pager on Fang Zheng's waist suddenly rang. He took out the pager and took a look at it. Then he went to a nearby public telephone booth and dialed the number on it. Soon, a voice like a voice changer emerged from it.

"Hello, X?"

"It's me. Do you have a commission?"

"Ahh... This request... is a little special."

The voice on the other end sounded a little anxious, and after a pause, he spoke again.

"Actually, this is my personal commission."

"oh?"

"I hope you can help me protect someone."

"…I'm a killer, are you looking for a bodyguard?"

Hearing what the other party said, Fang Zheng rolled his eyes speechlessly. He didn't intend to work in a business like the Yorozuya that required him to get involved in everything. Fang Zheng's attitude was to love what he did and be good at it. If he was a killer, he would be a good killer; if he was a policeman, he would be a good policeman; if he was a terrorist, he would be a dedicated terrorist...

"So, what if I were to task you with killing everyone who threatens that person?"

“…”

My goodness, your brain teasers are so clever that I can't even stop myself.

"By head? Or by day?"

If it was someone else, Fang Zheng would have hung up the phone directly, but the other party was at least taking care of him. Of course, another reason why he didn't hang up the phone was that the other party was Chinese and was his fellow countryman. As mentioned before, when Fang Zheng was applying for documents in Japan, he did it through the Hong Kong gang, and there were naturally many compatriots among them.

Although in this society, it is not uncommon for fellow villagers to stab each other in the back, Japan is a very xenophobic society after all, and it will be troublesome if outsiders do not stick together.

"Days, at least two or three months."

"It's only been 20 to 30 years at most? Chinese people don't lie to Chinese people. Tell me clearly what the hell is going on?"

"No more than a year at most. Please, among the people I know, you are the only one whose strength is trustworthy. As long as you can help the child achieve his wish, the commission will be over."

"…Why do I always feel like this is a trap…"

Fang Zheng frowned. He was a killer, and they wanted him to be a bodyguard? He had his own self-respect, so how could he bend over backwards for a few pieces of silver?

"One hundred million yen, three months, payable immediately."

"Deal, who is the target? Where is the location?"

It is impossible to bow down for five dou of rice, but ten dou of rice is another matter.

"The person who needs your protection is a woman named Makimura Minoru. She is currently working in a massage parlor in Sotenbori, Osaka. Protect her in secret and don't let her find out. I will transfer the money to your account immediately."

"receive."

Fang Zheng didn't know what the other party was up to, but 100 million for three months wasn't a big deal. Of course, he also considered that the man named Makimura Shi might have many enemies, but Fang Zheng didn't care. If he killed too many people, he would just ask for overtime pay.

How can you pay me salary without paying overtime? Do you really think I'm a social animal?

After accepting the job, Fang Zheng immediately set off and came to Sotenbori in Osaka.

Here, he quickly found the woman named Makimura Minoru. According to Fang Zheng's observation, this woman was blind and currently worked in a massage parlor, but...

"This is too leisurely, why did you ask me to come here?"

Fang Zheng was bored and watching Makimura Minoru working in the massage parlor through the sniper scope while complaining silently. The other party was willing to pay 100 million yuan. He originally thought it was a time-sensitive commission, but now the woman herself seemed to know nothing about it. At least from her appearance, she didn't seem nervous at all.

In other words, the client found out from somewhere that someone was against her, but she felt that she couldn't handle it, so she asked him for help. But in order to avoid making Makura Minoru nervous and scared, she didn't say a word to her... Meow, if the money wasn't enough, I wouldn't bother wasting time here.

Fang Zheng would not show up, of course. As the mysterious killer X, his biggest characteristic was that he never revealed his true identity to others. In fact, even his contacts knew nothing about Fang Zheng's true identity. Even when he commissioned the Hong Kong mafia, Fang Zheng concealed his true identity. It was precisely because his identity was a mystery that he was trusted more.

Fang Zheng had rented a top-floor apartment opposite the massage parlor, and was watching Makimura Shi like a stalker all day long. However, more than half a month had passed, and he hadn't found anything unusual or dangerous. Just when Fang Zheng was wondering if he was wasting his time here, things finally took a turn for the better.

It was one evening, Makimura Shi went to a nearby store to buy something, and after Fang Zheng confirmed that the other party was not dangerous, he returned to the surveillance point. However, at this time, he suddenly found that a suspicious guy quietly walked into the massage parlor.

Oh, there really is someone looking for death?

Seeing this, Fang Zheng perked up immediately. He then stared at the scope in front of him and observed the other person carefully. He was a young man in his twenties, wearing a black suit and a black eye patch on his left eye. He looked like a gangster. He also had a knife in his hand. Well, although there were people from all walks of life who came to the shop for massage, it was rare to see someone coming in with a knife.

At this moment, the massage parlor was empty. The store manager had gone out, and Makimura Minoru had gone out to buy something. Only Fang Zheng was watching while drinking fat house happy water and eating potato chips. The man with the eye mask was obviously looking for someone. He sneaked into the store, and then... well, of course there was no one in the store.

Just when the eye-patch man gave up his plan to leave, Fang Zheng saw Makimura Minoru walk in. Seeing her come in, the eye-patch man was obviously panicked. He grabbed the knife and tried to kill her - but what he didn't know was that at this time, the eye-patch man's head had been locked by Fang Zheng. As long as he dared to use the knife, this guy's head would immediately fly into the sky the next moment.

After all, the gun is fast within seven steps, and beyond seven steps, the gun is both accurate and fast.

No matter how fast this guy is, he can't be faster than a gun.

However, the man with the eyepatch seemed to have noticed that Makimura Minoru was blind, which prevented him from taking action immediately. On the contrary, he even tried to avoid him - well, since the other party was blind, he should just pretend that he did not exist.

The result was contrary to expectations. The eyepatch man was still discovered by Makura Minoru. However, the other party thought the eyepatch man was a thief. As a result, the eyepatch man had to admit that he came to the store for a massage. Then he was dragged by Makura Minoru onto the massage bed and started to enjoy the massage... What is going on?

Looking at the masked man enjoying a massage through the sniper scope and listening to the surveillance conversation coming from the headphones, Fang Zheng was speechless. He had already informed his client through the intercom, and now it was better for the client to deal with this strange gangster himself.

Soon, after a while, the client who received Fang Zheng's notice rushed into the massage parlor aggressively, and then he found an excuse to send Makimura Shi to the store, and then he fought with the eyepatch man. The eyepatch man seemed to think that the store manager was Makimura Shi, so he had no intention of backing down.

"What on earth are these two guys doing..."

Looking at the two people fighting in the massage parlor, Fang Zheng was speechless. However, at this moment, he suddenly found that a car was parked downstairs of the massage parlor, and then several gangsters got out of the car and quickly went upstairs.

Seeing this, Fang Zheng's eyes narrowed and he quickly picked up the intercom.

"Hey, stop fighting, someone's coming."

“…”

However, the client on the other side didn't care about Fang Zheng's notice at all and was still immersed in the fight with the eye-patch man.

Damn, you are addicted to it, right?

Just when Fang Zheng was considering whether to shoot them to calm them down, he saw that group of people rushed into the massage parlor. Then the manager and the man with the eyepatch stopped fighting. At first, they all thought that these guys were the ones the other party called, but in the end - they weren't?

At this time, Makimura Minoru also returned to the massage parlor.

"Quick, run away! Shi!"

Looking at the bewildered Makimura, the store manager roared loudly and then rushed towards the men in suits. However, the next moment, a flower of blood suddenly burst out from his shoulder, and then the store manager roared and fell to his knees.

"Hey, what's going on..."

Looking at the men in suits pulling out guns, the man with the eyepatch was stunned. For a moment he didn't know how to handle this development.

But the next moment, something even more surprising happened.

"Bang--!!"

The glass suddenly shattered, and then the man with the eye mask saw the heads of the gangsters in front of him explode like watermelons. In just a blink of an eye, the gangsters who were so arrogant just now turned into corpses lying on the ground.

“This, this is…”

Looking at these corpses, the man with the eyepatch opened his mouth wide, almost unable to speak. The next moment, he seemed to have thought of something, and his body trembled hurriedly, and he quickly fell to the ground.

"Manager? Are you okay? What happened?"

However, at this moment, Makura Shi was still standing in the corridor in a daze, asking anxiously. Although she couldn't see, she seemed to have sensed something bad, and tried to walk in tremblingly.

“Don’t come over here!!”

However, at this moment, the store manager also tried to get up, shouting loudly, and then he turned to the eyepatch man next to him.

"Take Minoru and get out of here quickly!"

"Eh? But..."

“Go!”

As he spoke, the store manager handed a walkie-talkie to the man with the eyepatch.

"I'll find a way here. Hurry up and take Minoru away from Sotenbori. He will help you!"

“Ah, oh…!”

Although he didn't know what was going on, the masked man took the walkie-talkie, then stepped over the corpse, grabbed Shi's hand, and took her out of the massage parlor.

"I didn't expect that there would actually be trouble."

Seeing the eyepatch man and Makimura Minoru leaving the massage parlor, Fang Zheng shrugged his shoulders and stood up.

But it’s better this way. I take money from others to help them get rid of their disasters. Now, it’s time for me to take action myself.