Suzuki Ayako immediately understood: "Surprise? What do you mean?"
Suzuki Sonoko on the other side of the phone smiled and said: "I heard that the art museum is haunted. There will be armors walking around after dark. I wonder if that fierce guy was scared, hehehe~"
"Why do you think I will be scared?" Shizuo Komemon suddenly said.
"Ah? Ah! Sister, why are you still with him?" Suzuki Sonoko was caught on the spot and was a little panicked.
"Answer me, why do you think I would be scared, and why did you choose that art museum?" Shizuo Komemon's patience was about to be exhausted.
Seeing his ugly face, Suzuki Ayako quickly urged her sister to answer.
"Just tell me, I heard that you are afraid of ghosts and other urban legends before, and then I wanted to find an opportunity to scare you so that you would not dare to use violence against my sister in the future. I don't know why she had to identify you.
"
Suzuki Sonoko muttered, and then continued: "As for why I chose the art museum, there is no special reason. I just heard that there are moving armors there recently, and my sister also likes to go to places like art museums, so I suggested it.
.”
"Who said it?" Shizuo Komemon automatically ignored her childish words and focused on the key points. The false information that he was afraid of ghosts was too conspicuous.
Suzuki Sonoko reluctantly replied: "I recently met a netizen who is more of a gentleman than you. He is more knowledgeable and humorous. He has a humble attitude and is patient. Nothing can trouble him. What are your worries?
He will think of a way."
Sure enough, someone is causing trouble!
Suzuki Sonoko herself didn't know who the netizen was, and she couldn't figure out why. She just made a wild guess that it should be a handsome old man with rich life experience.
However, after Shizuo Komemon determined that Kensuke was the mastermind behind the scenes, he immediately thought of a qualified target candidate - Hattori Butler.
There was nothing more to ask from Suzuki Sonoko, so Fumimon Shizuo hung up the phone directly.
"Ayako-san, please ask the museum director. If he refuses to tell the truth, I would rather go to court than agree to such an unreasonable request."
Shizuo Komemon doesn't plan to go there in person, lest he get angry and kick the opponent again...
"I understand." Suzuki Ayako immediately got up and went to the ward to inquire, while Fumimon Shizuo directly took out his mobile phone and called Kensuke.
"If you don't wait for fifteen minutes, I will demolish your house tonight and burn it to the ground. You know I will do what I say."
"Jing-chan! That's too much! I didn't provoke you, did I? And now it's obviously you asking me for help, why can you be so confident?"
"Kansuke... If others can't see it, do you think I can't see it either? The whole thing reeks of you.
You don’t need to ask me for evidence, this is not a court, I don’t need that kind of thing, I just need to believe that you did it.”
"That's unreasonable! I usually let you, do you really think I'm so easy to bully?"
"Oh, very good, see you tonight."
"Wait! I really owed you in my previous life! Wait, I'll be there soon."
After hanging up the phone, Shizuo Komemon confirmed thoroughly. Kensuke's attitude said everything.
Machiko Dai asked with a confused look on her face: "What is the situation now?"
Shizuo Komemon sat down on the chair without saying a word, closed his eyes and frowned, damn Kensuke, he knew he was looking for trouble.
After a while, a pair of slightly cold hands pressed on his temples and rubbed them slowly. Shizuo Komemon felt a lot more relaxed.
When I opened my eyes, it was Suzuki Ayako.
"Is it okay? Gumeimensang, does your head hurt? Do you want me to call the doctor to take a look?"
"Need not."
"Oh, let me press it for you."
"……sorry to bother you."
Shizuo Komemon was sitting sideways on the edge of the bench, Ayako Suzuki put her legs together and placed them at an angle, close to his back, and continued to rub his temples with her hands.
"What did the curator say?"
"That old gentleman..." Suzuki Ayako looked a little sad, feeling sad about being deceived. "He did that on purpose, so that you could hit him, Komemon-san, so that he would have an excuse to make a request."
"That's it..." Shizuo Komemon was not surprised.
"Sorry, I was too stupid. I didn't even see the problem, so I agreed to the other party's request."
"It has nothing to do with you, Yansuke is behind this matter."
"Lawyer Gu Meimen?"
"Um."
Suzuki Ayako asked carefully: "Why did Lawyer Gu Meimen do this? He is not..."
"You'll find out soon."
"oh."
Just a moment later, Kensuke arrived out of breath.
But he still had the energy to tease: "That's great. I was so exhausted on the road. You enjoy it so much here, Jing-chan."
Shizuo Komemon opened his eyes and said expressionlessly: "Speak for yourself, or wait until I take action to give you a chance to choose."
Yansuke smiled and said: "Let's exchange it. You tell me the principle of solving crimes during the day, and I will answer your doubts without reservation."
"Jianjie, equal communication is based on equal strength. Do you think you are qualified to make conditions with me?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Komemon Shizuo suddenly stood up and stood in front of Kensuke, punched him in the stomach, then picked him up and smashed him on the ground.
This time it wasn't a wooden floor. The cold marble made Kensuke feel like his bones were about to break.
"You should be able to tell that I'm about to go berserk now. While I can still barely control it, it's best to tell me the truth honestly, otherwise you will know the consequences." Shizuo Komemon said with murderous intent.
Machiko Dai looked at this familiar scene and still couldn't help but swallow her saliva. Why does Uncle Hattori think this kind of relationship is normal? He's a normal ghost!
Suzuki Ayako didn't show too much surprise at this. She had actually seen the video of Shizuo Komemon running out of control, so this scene was really nothing at the moment.
But she looked at Shizuo Komemon with great concern, as the latter was really not in a good condition right now.
Kensuke stood up with a grin on his face, and then was punched in the eye by Shizuo Komemon, causing a black eye on the spot.
"ah--"
Kensuke screamed in pain, covered his eyes and lay down. This time he simply didn't get up and just lay on the floor.
"Ask what you want to know..."
Kensuke could only admit defeat. This time the stimulation was too much. Not only did Shizuo Komemon discover it quickly, but his reaction was also more intense than expected.
"What did you do in this?"
Kensuke let go of the hand covering his eyes, pointed at the ceiling and said seriously: "I just accepted a commission as normal, but the client happened to be the director of that art museum."
"Go on, don't wait for me to rush you."
"Shizuo-chan is still as impatient as ever..." Kensuke sighed. Seeing that Shizuo Komemon was about to go crazy, he was so scared that he curled up his legs, "Okay, okay, I'll continue."
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