From that moment on, she had no intention of letting the man leave once he unlocked her door.
Whatever his motives, it's not like we're in China, why should we care about his life?
Upon entering the space, seeing the person still standing there in a daze, he shot him directly in the left chest.
The middle-aged man trembled with fear: "No, don't kill me, don't kill me."
"What were you just doing?" The security guard stared incredulously at the gun in her hand, wanting to ask something, but he opened his mouth and dared not.
Xiao Jiu sneered, and with a bang, a shot hit his right calf. At the same time, a scream rang out, and the barking of dogs and squeaks of rabbits filled the air, as they were terrified.
Too lazy to comfort the food, he raised his eyes and coldly looked at the middle-aged security guard lying on the ground, groaning in pain.
"Tell me, what were you doing just now?"
"No, nothing. I just... I just wanted to steal something. Yes, I just wanted to steal something."
"Hmph, do you think I'm stupid? I live in the warehouse, and you come here to steal things? If you don't admit it, I'll send you straight to meet your ancestors!"
He swallowed hard, his face contorted with despair, "Someone paid me to come here and bully you."
Xiao Jiu raised an eyebrow, vaguely guessing who it was, and then sprinkled a mouthful of poison on his wound.
The wound began to fester shortly afterward, and he died in less than ten minutes.
She didn't touch the deceased at all. The next afternoon after class, she followed Xiao Nai Zi and saw her running to the security room looking for someone.
She never expected that this person would be a relative of hers.
Seeing that she was extremely anxious and unable to contact anyone, Xiao Jiu took advantage of the dark and windy night to throw the things they had been longing for into her house.
She then put away the ladder and sat on her wall to enter the space.
The night passed peacefully until dawn, when Sakai's screams were heard. She discovered the body that had been thrown into the yard.
Then she ran into the house crying, and not long after, she heard an old voice questioning her.
"What did you do? How could your uncle die?"
"I...Grandpa, I didn't do anything,"
"At a time like this, you still won't tell the truth? Didn't your uncle come looking for you a few days ago?"
You asked him to interview for a security guard position at your school, right?
"How could he have been shot out of nowhere? And delivered right to your doorstep?"
Because it was a gunshot wound, the old man's eyes were bloodshot, and he wished he could strangle the idiot in front of him.
"It was her, it must have been her. How could she have a gun?"
She killed someone and dumped the body in our house, it must be her!
When the old man learned that his granddaughter had actually asked her nephew to rape someone in order to get a job, his gaze instantly darkened.
"You want to get rid of me?"
He approached Sakai step by step, while the latter was already paralyzed with fear and cried silently.
"No, Grandpa, I didn't. I just wanted to help out at home, but I didn't expect her to be so terrible. Grandpa, please save me."
She would rather be bullied by her own grandfather than go to jail.
The old man made Sakai kneel down and swear that she would stay by his side for life and give up her studies before he would help her.
Although Sakai knew she hadn't killed the person and didn't need to be so afraid, she was more worried about the damage to her reputation.
The old man ostensibly came to accompany his child to school, but he actually had ulterior motives; they had rented the house.
After this incident, I definitely can't continue my studies. Who knows what kind of big move that person at the school is planning!
“Cover him up and throw him into the sea tonight. I’ll go to the school today to process your withdrawal, and you can check out of the school tomorrow and go back to the countryside.”
Sakai could only nod frantically, unable to think of a better solution.
Although she regretted not being able to continue her studies, she was even more afraid of the matter being exposed.
The two remained oblivious to the fact that a camera was hidden in the corner of the wall, filming everything.
After the two of them entered the room, she secretly took the camera and then took out a ladder to climb over the wall and leave.
Throughout the entire ordeal, they were unaware that someone had witnessed it all and even recorded it.
When I got back to school, the security room was in a mess, and it looked like someone was arguing.
"Who is this person? He just started working and he's already leaving his post. Who hired him?"
Contact the logistics department immediately to send someone over.
I don't want to work non-stop.
With no one in her way, she didn't care what kind of pervert Sakai Kanako had run into.
Anyway, their ethnic group has supermale genes in their bones, so it wouldn't be strange if they did something.
As it turns out, all her pitiful pleas before were completely fake.
She just wanted to get rid of that sleazy, ugly old man in her house.
Whether the people thrown into the sea will wash ashore is not their concern.
The old man himself knew that they hadn't killed the person, and even if they came looking for them, it had nothing to do with them.
And I even got a granddaughter out of nowhere, what a wonderful thing!
What does his nephew's life or death have to do with him?
He can even take advantage of his own granddaughter, so what about a cousin? Ha...
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"Congratulations, Ito! You've passed the preliminary round. You'll have to go to the semi-finals on Friday!"
She's so busy every day!
A week has passed, and there have been no news reports about the consecutive serial numbers on Japanese yen notes.
"Don't they have the technology for this? Or haven't they done any tracking?"
So after her exam, she went to several supermarkets.
Upon investigation, it was indeed discovered that some people were using large amounts of cash.
Especially with new currency, the cashier will take out a notebook to check the numbers on the currency.
She nodded knowingly. "That's right, that's the proper procedure. They finally noticed us."
Did she think that would stop her from spending money?
You can manage large supermarkets, but what about small vendors?
Without any public announcement, how would they know?
As long as she could find change, and noticed that they accepted large denominations without even checking the serial number, she would buy it.
You can still get change for 10,000 yuan, after all, there are large denominations like 1,000, 2,000 and 5,000 yuan.
She always dressed up differently each time she spent money, and she wasn't foolish enough to just spend money in one area; she traveled all over Tokyo by subway and light rail.
She buys everything, but only things that ordinary people consume. She never touches luxury goods or gold jewelry.
Firstly, she felt that these things were completely unnecessary to buy, and secondly, she felt that they were just waiting for her to walk right into their trap!
Anyway, the things these low-income consumers buy are very difficult to track because they are too mobile. How can you find them?
She only buys expensive snacks, filling all the lunchboxes with 50 or 100 yuan worth of snacks, and then went to the wholesale market to buy 20,000 yuan worth of snacks to continue stockpiling and filling them.
Just like ants carrying food, they're either on their way to buy food or in the process of choosing food.
Every day, in every place, new delicacies are discovered.
As soon as the money is exchanged, she immediately opens a new account, spends it all, and exchanges it again.
We took a detour to a small fishing village and bought a batch of fresh seafood from the villagers.
I bought over 10,000 jin (5,000 kg) of all kinds for 10,000 yuan. It was such a great deal!
I had just returned to Yokohama after two carefree days when I was stopped by security guards.
"Wait a minute, Ito-san!" My heart leaped into my throat. "W-what's wrong?"
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