Chapter 322 I Won't Die in the Explosion
Bechfinger paused, then sighed softly, his voice low, "I didn't have time to defuse the bomb, and I didn't have time to save them..."
Looking at the bandages wrapped around his body, Amuro Tooru silently patted his head gently. "This time... it's already very good."
Bechfenger looked at him quietly for a moment, then took his hand and said in a soft but serious tone, "I won't die in the explosion, absolutely not."
Seeing how serious he was, Amuro Tooru lowered his eyes to hide his trembling gaze, then smiled and tapped Behefinger on the head. "Alright, let's not talk about such heavy topics. Your injuries are a bit serious. You should rest well recently."
"I know, you'd better go and rest now." Behringer squinted and pointed at Amuro Tooru.
Amuro nodded with a smile, gave him a few words of advice, and then said goodbye.
After closing the door, Amuro Tooru leaned against the wall, his hands clenched into fists at his sides, his head slightly lowered, his face obscured by the shadows of his hair, his emotions unclear.
Inside the ward, Bechfenger glanced at the closed door and turned to look out the window.
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At Tokyo Airport, a woman with her hair tied up and wearing sunglasses pulled her luggage out of the airport, got into a taxi, gave the driver an address, took out her phone and looked at a dot on the map that hadn't moved for a long time, and a slight smile appeared on her lips.
At the Nokron Hotel, Uesugi Yuki checked into room 317.
Just as she was about to open the door with her room key, the person living in room 318 next door opened the door and came out. She was a beautiful woman with a very glamorous appearance and attire.
The two looked at each other. Uesugi Yui glanced at her a few times, nodded politely, and then opened the door to her room.
The glamorous woman frowned as she glanced at the room number 317, then stepped into the elevator carrying her expensive handbag and wearing high heels.
There was no one else in the elevator except her.
The woman took off her sunglasses and then took out a bottle of eye drops from her bag and put them into her eyes.
Because she was wearing makeup, her haggard appearance wasn't obvious, but once she took off her sunglasses, the bloodshot eyes and dark circles under her eyes were clearly visible.
After wiping away the eye drops that had spilled from the corner of her eye, the woman put the eye drops away and put her sunglasses back on.
She took a car to a detective agency.
"Detective Nishihara, how's the investigation going?" The woman asked the man opposite her, sitting on the sofa with a somewhat anxious expression.
Yota Nishihara sighed and shook his head. "Ms. Fujii, the matter you entrusted to me is, after all, overseas. It's difficult for me to investigate while I'm in Japan. Besides, I've never heard of the place you mentioned. If I can't even find the location, how can I help you investigate the specific incident?"
Fujii Kayu clenched her fist, her brightly colored nail polish digging into her flesh, her eyebrows furrowing deeply. After a while, she finally let out a deep breath. "Okay, thank you so much for your help these past few days, Mr. Nishihara."
Yota Nishihara glanced at her. "If Miss Fujii really wants to investigate this matter, perhaps you could try contacting the very famous Mr. Kogoro Mouri."
"Kogoro Mouri?" Fujii Kayuu paused for a moment, then looked up at Nishihara Yota with a puzzled expression.
"You didn't know?" Nishihara Yota was also taken aback.
Then he pulled out a thick stack of newspapers. "Look," he said, "these are all newspapers that have reported on the famous detective Kogoro Mouri. His reasoning and investigative abilities are far superior to ours. Perhaps if you hire him, things might make progress."
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