48 Chapter 48
◎When a couple quarrels, innocent people suffer◎
Chapter 48: A couple quarrels, and innocent people suffer
It was rare for my wife Sayuri to be so serious, and Koyasu Ryo couldn't refuse her directly and had no reason to refuse her.
Their destination was originally Mori Yuya, and Agatsuma Sayuri had her own bedroom there, so they decided to stay there.
To be on the safe side, she even sent a text message to Hagiwara Kenji: [Are there any monitoring devices in the room?]
Kenji Hagiwara posted a crying emoji, accusing Sayuri of doubting him. How could a room in a home have cameras and eavesdropping devices without the owner knowing about it?
Kenji Hagihara's guarantee proves that the store will not add such things to customers' rooms, but who can say for sure whether other malicious people will take advantage of the owner's absence to do such things?
But my wife Sayuri can't keep pestering Hagiwara Kenji. She doesn't have any other screening methods, so she might as well let Koyasu Ryo check it out when the time comes.
The police should have some means of identification, right?
Anyway, she has made up her mind and vowed to keep her boyfriend's heart today.
If you can't keep his heart, then keep his person!
Agatsuma Sayuri knew what she was about to do was risky. It was well known that the Japanese public security's methods went beyond the boundaries of the law, edging them closer to that world than the Red Army.
However, when dealing with ordinary people who are not organizations or criminals, Zhu Fujingguang still retains his personal character and habits.
Now, ordinary Agatsuma Sayuri can no longer keep him, so she has to resort to some extraordinary means.
After arriving at the destination, the two went straight into my wife Sayuri's sVIP exclusive room.
Zi Anliang helped her carry the bags to the room, and at the same time took a look at the room where the girl would be living for a while.
He was clearly very satisfied. The VIP rooms in the five-star hotel were spacious and comfortable, far exceeding the living standards of ordinary working-class people.
But because the room was so comfortable, he couldn't help but ask, "Is the money I gave you enough?"
My wife, Sayuri, was content. "Kagemitsu cared about whether I had enough money. He cared about me."
She curled her lips and chuckled, but did not answer. Instead, she walked to the door in front of Zi Anliang and locked all the door locks and security measures.
With the sound of the locks clicking into place, Ryo Koyasu's expression grew increasingly solemn. By the time Agatsuma Sayuri turned around to face him, he had already shown resistance and was about to make a defensive move.
The girl pointed to the sofa in the living room, pretending not to notice the other person's reaction, and said nonchalantly, "Please sit down first. I think our conversation will last for a while."
"Oh, right. To ensure my safety, Liang, please help check the room. There are some videos online that say there are hotels that deliberately install hidden cameras in the rooms just to record private videos."
Zi Anliang didn't think that an old hotel of this level would do such a thing, but since the girl mentioned it, he had to go through this process even if it was just to reassure her.
Moreover, compared to ordinary citizens who know nothing about so-called surveillance equipment, the police are one of the professions that deal most with monitoring and surveillance equipment. Zhu Fujingguang has professional inspection equipment.
He would not take out the public security equipment to test in front of my wife Sayuri, but he could use it secretly and observe the test results when the girl was not paying attention.
This type of instrument has a certain detection range, so it only needs to scan within a certain range once, and after several times it can cover the entire suite.
After checking the entire house and confirming that there were no problems, he also turned on the jammer for safety reasons. Although his girlfriend didn't know he had done this, at least he had given her an explanation in his heart.
"Sayuri, the house is safe, nothing's wrong. What exactly do you want to tell me?"
While Morobushi Kagemitsu was inspecting the room, Agatsuma Sayuri drew the curtains in front of the windows, leaving the room completely dark. She then turned on the lights and adjusted the brightness to a suitable level.
"So, this is the secret room, right?"
My wife Sayuri asked, still maintaining an attitude that made Koyasu Ryo unfamiliar.
The mention of "secret room" immediately made Zi Anliang think of "secret room murder." However, the obvious difference in physique and fighting ability between the two men in the room quickly made Zi Anliang dismiss this absurd thought.
My wife Sayuri killed him? That's far less likely than him silencing my wife Sayuri.
Zi Anliang asked for the third time: "What do you want to tell me?"
His tone was a little impatient, a tone that Zhu Fujingguang rarely used, but in order to fit the character, he tried hard to play it out.
"This is what Liang has always wanted to know, right? Why does my doll look so much like you? Have you ever thought about the reason?"
Zi'an Liang, who had been so aggressive just a moment ago, now chuckled. The rapid change in attitude proved that his previous displeasure was simply feigned, meant to scare people.
However, it would be a lie to say that Koyasu Ryo wasn't angry at all. At this point, his tone was a bit sly, "So Sayuri already knew about this. I thought you really hadn't noticed my thoughts."
"Liang has asked this question directly and indirectly more than twenty times. Every time he comes to my house, he spends some time in the study, looking through my works. Isn't it also to find a character similar to Liang's appearance?"
The boyfriend's mask gradually fell off, and Zian revealed the indifferent expression he had when facing Bourbon and Ley in the alley that day.
"You, what do you want to say...Sayuri, tell me your purpose."
As the saying goes, three times is the best. My wife Sayuri asked Koyasu Ryo to ask this question for the fourth time, so he changed his attitude and asked it in a different way.
Although the man was sitting on the soft sofa, his buttocks were only on the edge. His calves and toes were tense, and the muscles of his thighs were faintly visible under the outline of his pants.
His right hand slowly reached into his pocket as if to take out a cigarette, but his left hand was deliberately hidden in the blind spot of my wife Sayuri.
Agatsuma Sayuri didn't know where the police hid the gun, but it must be a place where Koyasu Ryo's left hand could pull out the gun and attack her in the first time.
The man's expression also told us that if my wife Sayuri made any unusual movement, he would draw his gun immediately.
Perhaps firing a gun would attract the attention of the hotel staff and other guests, but Koyasu Ryo actually only wanted to use the gun to restrict the girl's movements and would not shoot casually. There are too many ways for an adult man to subdue my wife Sayuri.
What’s more, “Zi’an Liang” is a public security officer.
"It was a dream."
Compared to her previous deliberate confusion, Agatsuma Sayuri answered quickly this time.
Zi Anliang's expression froze so fast that he couldn't even immediately understand the meaning of her words.
"I know you don't believe it and think this kind of thing is unbelievable. But I really did dream about it. Before we first met, when I still had amnesia and couldn't remember anything, I had you in my dream."
"Although I still can't remember anything about myself...but I remember you in my dreams, from childhood to adulthood, from immaturity to maturity."
"The naughty you, the frightened you, the pitiful you, the sick you, the recovered you, the you who is finally happy."
The girl took two steps forward, closing the distance between them. Ignoring the man's murderous gaze, she reached out and touched his cheek.
His cheeks with stubble were rough and my wife Sayuri found it quite interesting to touch them.
The man endured the woman's orchid-like breath blowing on his cheek, frowned deliberately, and put on an attitude of keeping strangers away. His tone was still bad: "You didn't want to say it before, why are you willing to say it now?"
Since it was just a dream, what was there to hide?
"I've never been in a relationship with anyone, not that I'm stupid." Agami Sayuri's tone also turned harsh. "If I had answered truthfully when Ryo first asked, we would have broken up a month by now."
They had only been dating for a month or two.
Having been told the truth, Zi Anliang could only remain silent. Those soft hands caressed his face wantonly, gradually climbing up to his earlobe and pinching the soft earlobe, more freely than when they were intimate.
My wife Sayuri hummed softly while enjoying the rare intimate contact between the two of them, but did not stop talking.
"I know it's a bit difficult to fall in love right away with someone you just met for the first time. That's why I want to delay it a little longer. Only when we spend more time together can we develop feelings for each other, right?"
This statement was an accusation that Zi Anliang had the intention of running away as soon as he got the information.
However, Koyasu Ryo knew that this wasn't the point of Agatsuma Sayuri's speech. Similarly, it wasn't what he wanted to know.
Just a dream, and someone who looks exactly like me, and I even dreamed about everything from my childhood to adulthood... So, how many things did that dream contain? And to what extent were they specific?
Before today, if someone had told Zhu Fujingguang that because of a dream, they saw his growth trajectory and his present.
Then Zhu Fu Jingguang would only sneer.
And now... he certainly wouldn't easily believe my wife Sayuri's words. Believing others without verifying them wasn't in line with the public security style.
Thus, he subdued his ferocious nature within the organization, relaxed, and leaned back on the sofa. He crossed his left leg over his right, swatting away Sayuri's wanton caresses with both hands, clasping them in his lap, his posture relaxed yet assertive—ignoring the reddened earlobe from being pinched.
"Then, tell me more specifically about your dream."
If Agatsuma Sayuri's dream only consisted of a few fragments and did not involve the public security and the organization, the result would be no different from before.
Therefore, the girl didn't get upset when her hand was slapped away. She looked like she was racking her brains, hemming and hawing for a long time before stammering, "I saw you crying when you were little."
"I also saw your slightly frivolous, mean-spirited friend, also in the form of a child, accompanying you."
"You two grew up together and became very close friends."
All this information can be inferred from the information that Ryo Koyasu revealed to my wife Sayuri, so it is not surprising that she had dreams.
If Sayuri Agatsuma was so obsessed with his face, and suddenly saw the appearance of Rei Furuya—Morofushi Kagemitsu never underestimated the appeal of Kotsugi Ran's appearance in the eyes of others—then the girl would naturally have similar associations when she heard him talk about their friendship.
This does not require the imagination of a cartoonist or novelist, only reasonable inference from ordinary people is enough.
Although Koyasu Ryo hadn't revealed a single childhood connection at the time, my wife Sayuri's description of "growing up together" could have been entirely her own conjecture and fabrication. It was just a dream, so if it was wrong, it had no bearing on her.
The man remained scrutinizing, looking at the young woman in front of him.
Seeing that even after talking to this extent, she still couldn't change Koyasu Ryo's mind, my wife Sayuri sighed deeply.
[It seems that without some real action, there's no way this can be resolved peacefully.]
"I think we should be more open and honest in our interactions."
The girl took two steps back, increasing the distance between them.
She parted her pink lips, painted with moist and glossy lip glaze, and uttered a syllable that could pierce a man's psychological defenses: "What do you think, Mr. Morifushi Kagemitsu, the Metropolitan Police Department?"
【Author’s words】
Fūya: Who is frivolous?
Fūya: What does your quarrel with a young couple have to do with me? Don't cue me!
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