Chapter 11821190 [Model Worker, Take a Break] Ask for a Monthly Ticket ()
Jiang Xia took the receiver and said, "You are the only person with the last name 'Dacun' at the banquet who can talk to Mr. Ju - think carefully about whether he left any hints or clues when he was alive."
"Mr. Tachibana's code word is for you to come and ask me?" President Omura became even more confused.
However, Jiang Xia's words seemed to give him some hint.
He thought about this for a while, and suddenly remembered something: "Oh, right! Speaking of which, the day before the birthday party, I went to Mr. Ju to ask for the manuscript of the new book. He smiled mysteriously at the time, and didn't say whether he agreed or not, but told me a strange thing.
"--He said that if someone comes to me and asks me questions that I don't understand, I should tell that person to 'ask Tokito and you'll find out'...Ah--!! Who?! What are you doing?!"
There was a dull bang across the phone.
This was followed by a chaotic series of muffled sounds, the familiar sound of sticks colliding with flesh.
Gradually, Jiang Xia heard that President Omura stopped talking and the person on the other end of the phone soon fell silent.
…
Two kilometers away, at President Omura’s home.
A burly man, holding a golf club, stood next to the dead President Omura, reached out and picked up the receiver hanging in the air, and hung up the phone.
He was wearing gloves, a hat and a mask, his face was completely covered, and his body was also hidden by the loose windbreaker.
After silencing the person, the man took a cold look at the body on the ground, tightened his mask, and quickly turned and left.
…
After Jiang Xia returned to the car, Vermouth asked, "What happened?"
Although no sound could be heard through the phone booth, the walls of the booth were transparent. Vermouth looked inside and quickly determined that something seemed to have happened on the other end of the phone, so she interrupted Jiang Xia's questioning.
"Dacun answered the phone and was beaten to death." Jiang Xia fastened his seat belt. "But before he died, he gave a new clue - 'Go ask Shi Ren and you'll find out.'"
"Do you want to go to Omura and take a look?" Vermouth asked casually.
"Forget it." Jiang Xia looked out the car window.
President Omura lives in a relatively busy area, and it is daytime now, so there is a lot of traffic. "It's only two kilometers away, and with this road condition, by the time we get there, the murderer will have already run away. I don't want to be like in my memories, running to the crime scene to check on the body, and then suddenly a group of 'witnesses' popping up behind me...
"But I remember looking at the map and there's an overpass near Omura's house. Take a look at the situation when you pass by it, and don't get too close."
Vermouth thought so too, so she didn't drive towards Omura's house at the beginning.
She held the steering wheel and seemed to casually drive towards the nearby overpass.
When they were almost there, Vermouth's eyes suddenly moved slightly:
A police car was coming towards them in the distance, and it seemed to be heading towards Omura's house.
——President Omura was indeed dead, and someone called the police directly.
When passing by a police car, Jiang Xia raised his hand to block the sunlight, just in time to block the police's sight that accidentally swept over.
The two cars met and then moved away. The police car didn't notice anything wrong and continued driving towards Omura's house.
Vermouth looked at the police car getting farther and farther away in the rearview mirror and laughed: "You are much more skilled than I thought."
Jiang Xia put down his hand: "After playing the game for a long time, you will always know how to avoid the NPC's viewpoint - go further away and find a phone booth. There may be martial law around here soon."
…
As she said, Vermouth has extensive experience in evading the police.
The two men quickly found an area where there was no police surveillance. Vermouth parked the car next to a phone booth. Jiang Xia walked in quickly and took the phone without alerting anyone.
——Before President Omura died, he left behind a sentence: "Just ask Tokito and you'll find out."
Therefore, the next clue must be in the hands of the guest named "Shi Ren".
Now Jiang Xia and Vermouth are considered to be action-oriented, while Gin miraculously made a guest appearance in the intelligence team.
Jiang Xia then put a coin into the coin slot and dialed Gin's landline, hoping to get some information out of him.
However, after ringing for a long time, no one answered - it seemed that Gin was not at home at the moment.
Jiang Xia: "..." It's really hard to imagine Gin staying at home and waiting for the NPCs to feed him information. This guy must have taken the initiative to go out and look for him...
Thinking of this, he hung up the phone and called the paging station instead, sending a message to Gin's pager, asking him to find a landline that could answer the call as soon as possible. Once he found one, he should send the number to Jiang Xia's pager.
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After sending the message, Jiang Xia returned to the car and continued to ride around the city with Vermouth.
After nearly half an hour, Jiang Xia realized that his pager still hadn't received any messages. He sighed, "Why hasn't he replied yet? Could it be that he accidentally did something when he was asking for clues, and is now busy avoiding the city's wanted list?"
"..." Vermouth thought about Gin's temper, and suddenly felt that this was not impossible.
However, after all, I don't want to have a stupid teammate, and the chances of Gin enduring it patiently are also quite high.
So Vermouth finally said objectively: "It is also possible that he was walking halfway and couldn't receive the signal.
"I checked on the way here. There are very few base stations here. It's okay in the city, but if you visit guests in scattered places in the suburbs, it's easy to lose contact suddenly.
"——We've been waiting for so long, and we don't know how long we'll have to wait. Let's find a place to rest first. We've been driving for so long, and our waists are sore from sitting."
Vermouth hadn't done this kind of hard work of overtime driving for a long time, but she didn't expect to experience it again here.
As she thought about it, her murderous intent towards Anonymous grew stronger:
The disguise effect could not be replicated, and this meaningless feeling of fatigue was made to be very close to reality - it was hard not to suspect that those guys were deliberately tormenting the members of the Black Organization.
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You don’t need to prove your identity to stay in the hotel. As long as there is a room available, you can enter by paying the money.
The two found a hotel by the river. Vermouth checked in first and opened the window.
After a while, the "wanted criminal" Jiang Xia took advantage of the darkness and climbed in through the window.
"You are really skilled at climbing through the window."
Vermouth leaned against the window and saw his smooth movements. She couldn't help but express the above emotion.
Jiang Xia turned around, closed the window, pulled up the curtains, turned his head to look at her, and hesitated: "If you can't find any words to praise people, you don't have to praise them."
Vermouth blinked slowly: Isn't this a compliment? She felt that she was very sincere, and it was rare for her to say what she thought...
(End of this chapter)
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