Chapter 88 Female dormitory staff report for duty!
Fang Zuo walked into Yingkong Kurumi's office.
Yingkong Hushe was sitting at the desk looking at the documents.
A zippered leather jacket dangled on the corner of the table next to him.
The upper body is a narrow strapless black wrap that wraps around a pair of soft, medium-sized breasts.
The brown leather holster is tied underneath, pushing the curve into a white groove, making it full and smooth.
She also changed into a pair of denim shorts that went down to her hips, exposing her snow-white waist and abdomen.
A pair of over-the-knee high-heeled black leather boots fit tightly against the skin and were restrained at the thighs.
Seeing Fang Zuo coming, he happily pulled down the curtains.
He spread his long legs and sat on Fang's left thigh.
"Aren't you going to go see that person?" Yingkong Kurumi put her arms around Fang Zuo's neck.
She grabbed his big hand and bit the base of his palm again and again as if her teeth were itching.
"She seems to be in a bad situation and is being targeted by her political enemies."
Fang Zuo let her bite it and stretched out his thumb to stroke Yingkong Kurumi's delicate little face.
Feeling my cheeks relax and tighten as I bite myself.
The other hand easily slipped into the denim shorts, gripping the small and delicate buttocks and kneading them.
Amazing elasticity, smooth and soft, feels great. "You have a lot of spare clothes in your office."
"It's all because of you, a bad guy." Yingkong Kurumi bit hard, leaving two rows of teeth marks: "I'm telling you about her, aren't you worried about her at all?"
"There's nothing to worry about. I trust her." Fang Zuo said with a smile.
Suddenly the room was filled with sourness.
"Oh, I believe her." Yingsora Kurumi pretended to imitate Fang Zuo's expression.
Fang Zuo raised his eyebrows and squeezed his buttocks hard: "I believe you too."
"Hmph." Yingkong Kurumi's face flushed red from being pinched. She grabbed his big hand fiercely and took another bite.
"Here are some documents you'll need later." Yingkong Kurumi jumped down and took some documents from the table. "Now I'm famous. The colleagues at the scene of the crime all thought I sent you to kill the ghosts you killed. I can only take credit for this."
Then she turned her back to Fang Zuo and sat in his arms.
"Then remember to buy me a gift when you get a promotion and a raise." Fang Zuo put his hands under Yingkong Kurumi's armpits, took the document and started flipping through it.
"I bought it a long time ago, a lot of stockings and underwear." Sakura Kurumi said shyly.
"That's not for me."
"Huh, wasn't it torn for you?"
"Okay." Fang Zuo nodded.
Never mind.
Yingkong Kurumi rested her head on Fang Zuo's shoulder and looked through the documents with him.
"Some of these cases are premeditated, just like the resurrected Asahara Shoko. What do you think?"
"Yes, all for the purpose of becoming Japan's native evil gods." Fang Zuo quickly flipped through the documents: "Now it is certain that there is a big hand that attracts the evil gods from all over the world to Japan and South Korea."
"No, it's not just the evil gods, it's the same for all the righteous gods."
"Now I don't know what attracted it. I think it has something to do with the moonlight last night."
"Besides, what can we do after attracting them? Let them kill each other and snatch believers?"
"Or do you want to sink Japan and South Korea?"
Fang Zuo shook his head: "There is no need for this. It does not require such a large amount of effort to sink Japan and South Korea."
Yingkong Kurumi raised her little face, opened her mouth and bit Fang Zuo's chin: "Why are you so blunt? Even though you are not Japanese, at least I am one, huh."
"We Chinese have an old saying: if you marry a chicken, you follow the chicken; if you marry a dog, you follow the dog. But that doesn't apply to you now."
Fang Zuo put down the documents, propped up Yingkong Kurumi, turned her around, and made her sit astride his thighs, facing him.
"Are you going to marry me? Really? When? Now." Yingkong Kurumi's little face blossomed with joy and she twisted her body happily.
She put her arms around Fang Zuo's neck and rubbed her little face against his chin.
"Did I say that?"
"Yes, you said so."
"I guess I heard it wrong."
"No, you marry a chicken or a dog."
"Then I'm not a dog."
"You are, that's it."
"Then I am a dog, what are you if you marry me."
"I am... I am a little bitch." Yingkong Kurumi's cheeks flushed: "Marry your little bitch."
"Call twice and let me hear it."
"Dame, no no."
"Shout or not?"
"Da-me-da-me!"
'Boom boom boom.'
The knock on the door interrupted their sweet talk.
Sakura Kurumi opened the door.
'thump'.
Kumano Bei rushed in and knelt in the office with bandages wrapped around his body.
Fang Zuo watched him as he was about to recover.
It's really tough.
Fang Zuo couldn't help but sigh.
Every time this guy was beaten half to death, he would be able to get out of bed after a few days in the hospital.
"Mr. Fujino, please let my sister go." Kumano Bei put his head on the floor, looking pleading.
Yingkong Kurumi was stunned for a moment and looked at Fang Zuo.
"I didn't catch your sister." Fang Zuo frowned.
There is no end to this brother and sister.
"Ah, didn't she come to see Lord Fujino?" Kumano Bei raised his head in surprise.
"He came to me, punched me, kicked me, and then ran away."
"Run away? Then why didn't she come back?"
"How should I know?" Fang Zuo said unhappily, "Maybe go find a place to change your pants."
Sakura Kurumi and Kumano Heiwei looked at Fang Zuo suspiciously.
Guessing the meaning.
"I don't mean anything else. Anyway, she punched and kicked me, and then I let her go." Fang Zuo waved his hand: "Go back and wait, she will be back soon."
"By the way, you came at the right time. Pay for your sister to repair the elevator door and the wall. I believe Tokyo TV has almost called the police."
"Now get out and close the door."
After driving Kumano Heiwei away, Yingsora Kurumi opened the drawer, took out a letter mysteriously and handed it to Fang Zuo.
"You should report now."
check in?
What are you reporting?
Fang Zuo opened the letter and took a look.
There are several red printed titles above.
Tokyo Women's University, employment letter for a female dormitory manager.
"You really want me to go?"
"Go ahead, please, please." Yingkong Kurumi hooked her arm around Fang Zuo's neck and kept acting like a spoiled brat: "More than a dozen murders are caused by this dark Bible. We must find the murderer no matter what."
"You can go." Fang Zuo nodded: "Little bitch, bark a few times and let me hear it."
"Dame, no."
"hurry up!"
“No, no.”
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In front of the National Assembly.
A group of reporters surrounded Shiraishi Nagimitsu.
"Excuse me, Councillor Shiraishi, is everything your brother said true?"
"Congressman Shiraishi, what do you need to say to the public?"
"Member Shiraishi, will you resign because of this immoral thing?"
Shiraishi Nagiko smiled and said, "I can only tell you that this is a complete attack by political enemies and a complete conspiracy."
"We are about to convene a parliamentary inquiry meeting. I will give you a complete explanation of the cause, process and result of this incident after it is over."
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Tokyo Women's University is located in Bunkyo Ward, next to Waseda University.
As a century-old prestigious university, the buildings inside are all ancient in style and color.
Only the newly developed campuses have brand new modern buildings.
The students and teachers there all come from upper-class Japanese society backgrounds.
Fang Zuo staggered to the teaching building, looked at the wooden sign of the campus map, and found the teaching building of Tokyo Women's University.
Then he looked at the principal's floor and office on the nameplate, held the registration letter in his hand, and walked into the elevator.
As I walked into the elevator, a figure suddenly flashed by.
A few trots
A man followed in.
The two sides looked at each other and were stunned.
It was Nagano Rei who attacked him in the morning.
The clothes have been taken off.
She changed into a professional jacket, wearing a white shirt and a black skirt underneath, and a pair of low-heeled black leather shoes.
The long wavy hair was also let down and draped over the shoulders.
A pair of snow-white long legs are wrapped in transparent light black stockings.
The black stockings were stretched open by the thighs, becoming thin and transparent, and the fair skin could be vaguely seen.
This looks like a sexy teacher outfit.
She is completely different from the girl she was in this morning.
Accompanied by panting and the rise and fall of chest.
There is a little more passion on the face.
It looks more charming.
"Why are you here? You followed me." Nagano Rei covered her mouth with her fair hands in surprise. Her cherry red nail polish and red lips showed her charming style. "What do you want to do?"
"But I entered the elevator first." Fang Zuo rolled his eyes and glanced at her short skirt.
Nagano Rei's face immediately turned red, and she gritted her teeth, "What are you looking at, you pervert."
"I was just wondering where to put your wet clothes." Fang Zuo shrugged.
"You" Nagano Rei's pair of white jade-like ears turned red with shame.
She took a deep breath, followed Fang Zuo's gaze, and squeezed her legs together: "If you are not following me, then why are you here, investigating a case?"
"Why do you care about me? Why are you here?" Fang Zuo asked back.
"I'm here to report to school." Nagano Rei sneered, "I'm a newly hired physical education teacher at Tokyo Women's University. Don't tell me you're also a teacher."
"That's not the case." Fang Zuo shook his head.
Nagano Rei let out a breath, she was really afraid of seeing him here every day.
"I'll be the female dormitory manager." Fang Zuo touched his chin: "I heard that your teacher also lives in the dormitory, right?"
(End of this chapter)
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