Chapter 675 Are You Here to Deliver Food?
Mao Lilan opened the message book and turned to the last page.
Write carefully according to what the assistant guide on the mountain told them just now.
"Suzuki Sonoko" enjoyed spending time with Mao Lilan like a close friend, and leaned against her to remind her: "And Hozumi, write down his name."
[And Hozumi]... Ran Mao Li was like taking notes, reading and writing subconsciously following her words. When she heard "Suzuki Sonoko" laugh, she realized that she had written it wrong. She paused with her pen and crossed out the two words "and" as if nothing had happened.
Then he put down his pen, picked up the notebook and looked at it for a moment, then said happily, "Done!"
A few meters away, a figure hid in the corner, watching the scene dimly with a sneer on his face.
"Suzuki Sonoko" suddenly glanced over here, and there was a hint of impatient threat in her originally clear almond-shaped eyes.
The black shadow was startled and instinctively shrank back behind the pillar.
After dozens of seconds, Watanuki Tatsuzo, who had failed in his peeping, gradually came to his senses. He scratched the mottled gray hair at his temples and thought that he was too sleepy to think that a high school girl had such sharp eyes.
When he stuck his head out again in confusion, the two high school girls had already finished writing, put down the message book, and went to pick up maple leaves next to the hotel while chatting and laughing.
Tatsuzo Watanuki: “…” I must have seen it wrong just now.
Thinking of this, he straightened his collar, strolled to the guestbook like a curious tourist, and opened it to take a look.
Before, after contacting the assistant director of the crew who saw the "first red handkerchief", Watanuki Tatsuzo had been waiting here for news. The so-called "handkerchief that gave the screenwriter inspiration" was actually what he used to mark the location of the body, but after so many years, Watanuki Tatsuzo had forgotten where the tree was and could only rely on this assistant director.
However, after the contact, the assistant director never called him again, and Tatsuzo Watanuki didn't want to appear too anxious, for fear of arousing the other party's curiosity or vigilance.
Since it was agreed that if he was not there, the assistant would write the relevant information in the register, every time a guest came to leave a message in the hotel's register, Tatsuzo Watanuki would stroll over to take a look after they left.
However, I never got the news I wanted, and all I saw were messages of thanks for the satisfied service or all kinds of weird opinions.
As time passed, Watanuki Tatsuzo couldn't help feeling anxious. He was worried that the employee had forgotten about this matter. He was even more worried that the other party would discover the abnormality under the tree, dig up the bones in advance, and then call the police... He was always listening to the noise outside, ready to find an opportunity to sneak away if there was any sign of the police arriving.
Fortunately, it didn't.
Just now, when he heard the two little girls opening the message book and muttering something, Watanuki Tatsuzo felt relieved.
He realized that he had probably received the news.
After reading the message in person and confirming the situation, Watanuki Tatsuzo closed the message book with satisfaction and smiled with a sense of relief.
Then I went back to the room to change clothes and prepare to go up the mountain.
Although five years ago, after eliminating his competitors and successfully becoming the Secretary-General of the Mud Association, he already had a group of younger brothers under him.
But those subordinates were all members of the Mud Conference after all. Watanuki Tatsuzo didn't dare let them get in touch with the remains of another backbone before him - he had to go and see it with his own eyes first, sort out any possible loopholes, and then pretend that the person buried in the ground was just an ordinary person with no eyes, and let his subordinates help to clean up the mess.
…
In the hall, Jiang Xia saw Watanuki Tatsuzo flipping through the message book and remembered what happened just now on the mountain.
Since Toru Amuro had just told him everything about the old red handkerchief, Jiang Xia couldn't pretend that he hadn't noticed anything, so he picked up his phone again and started typing like a competent tool employee, filling in the gaps in Toru Amuro's message and telling him about the staff member he met on the mountain.
This piece of news further confirmed Toru Amuro's previous guess.
He nodded, and before he could say anything, someone walked down the stairs next to him.
——The anxious Watanuki Tatsuzo had quickly changed into a comfortable set of clothes.
He passed through the hall, walked out of the door as if nothing had happened, and after leaving everyone's sight, he quickly walked towards the deep forest.
A minute later, two figures also left the hotel and fell far behind Watanuki Tatsuzo. They were Jiang Xia and Amuro Toru.
As long as we get the evidence that Tatsuzo Watanuki killed his competitor and find the connection between this incident and another organization, we can complete this slacking mission.
…
The forest was covered with thick branches and leaves. Every time I stepped on it, the crisp sound of the dead leaves made my heart tighten a little.
Fortunately, at this time, the mountain wind was getting stronger, and the faint sound of the wind and the swaying of leaves on the branches covered up the sound of the pursuit. In addition, the people being pursued were striding forward, so Jiang Xia and Amuro Toru did not attract the attention of Watanuki Tatsuzo.
but……
Jiang Xia glanced behind the tree in the distance.
On the way, he occasionally encountered some people hiding in the mountains, and the corresponding prying eyes. He didn't know whether they were the younger brothers brought by Watanuki Tatsuzo to help, or the members of the peripheral organization found by Amuro Toru. The sky was already very dark, and those people occasionally emitted a faint murderous aura when they saw him and Amuro Toru passing by.
"..." Jiang Xia felt from afar the murderous aura that was not high-grade but could be used as standard rations. He also counted the number of people he met along the way, and his heart was slightly moved.
…
Amuro Toru was not as indecisive as Jiang Xia. Even though he was paddling, he still instinctively focused when tracking.
Then it was discovered that the direction that Watanuki Tatsuzo was heading was not the maple tree where the corpse was buried.
The old cadre who was attending the meeting took a roundabout way and chose a road with few people, all the way to the top of the mountain.
"..." Amuro Toru thought of the message book in the hall. He further confirmed the situation - the message did not have any code indicating the location, but just literally meant: the assistant director found the tree where the red handkerchief was tied, and then specified a conspicuous place that everyone knew to meet up, so as to bring Watanuki Tatsuzo there.
Following them all the way, the three of them arrived at the filming location one after another.
An artistic maple tree stands on the top of the mountain, its leaves drooping slightly and red handkerchiefs fluttering eerily all over the tree, like a group of miniature evil spirits in red.
Toru Amuro stopped at a distance, waiting for the two people in front of him to finish talking and go to the place where the body was hidden.
…
Up ahead, the assistant guide that Jiang Xia and the others had met, a man named Hozumi, saw a figure approaching and immediately realized that it was his generous client.
He raised his hand and waved it towards Tatsuzo Watanuki as a greeting.
At the same time, Hozumi looked at Watanuki Tatsuzo who was approaching, and her mind was clattering with calculations.
(End of this chapter)
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