Muzi has his own job here, working as a sales manager in a department store.
Early in the morning, she felt that there were more military police on the street, and from time to time she stopped passers-by to ask what they were doing. This made her puzzled as to why so many military police suddenly appeared in Nagasaki.
Facing him, a group of policemen came over, and the leader was actually Sato, whom he knew. Sato and he were on the same floor, and everyone would say hello when they met on weekdays.
"Sato-kun, what's wrong with you? Why are you all out today? What's the big deal?" Muzi pretended to be confused, smiled and greeted Sato, who was coming over, trying to find out.
Something.
Sato, whose face was obviously that he had not slept well and was a little thin, saw that it was Muzi. He also smiled and greeted Muzi, and then became angry and frustrated again; "Miss Muzi, you don't know, Judge Ono's family was killed last night.
Well, the murderer cruelly cut up Judge Ono’s body and kicked his head to the first floor, while his body is still on the second floor.”
Muzi was startled and thought to herself that he was the one who dared to do this. She was stunned for a moment and deliberately showed a horrified look in her eyes and stroked her black hair with her pink hands. "Who is this person? How much hatred is there."
"Who knows, but Judge Ono doesn't do anything good on weekdays. He collects a lot of dirty money, and it's not uncommon to provoke enemies. You don't know, but the big blood-red characters on the wall made me tremble with fear.
of."
The writing on the wall? Muzi swallowed his saliva and asked curiously, "What was written on it?"
Zi Teng was frightened when he thought of that sentence. He took a deep breath: "The big blood-red characters, murder to pay life, debt to pay money."
After saying this, Sato saw a group of people approaching from the front and put away his fear: "Miss Muzi, I won't tell you anymore. I have to go on patrol. You should be more careful on the road."
Muzi looked at Sato who was walking away and wondered again if this was Hashimoto's doing.
She wanted to find Hashimoto, but Hashimoto changed hotels that day and she couldn't find him at all.
Now, she can only wait until tomorrow to see Hashimoto and ask what's going on.
With something on her mind, Muzi had no intention of working. Before noon the next day, she came to the park to wait.
Hashimoto did not wait, but what he waited for was a man in a black kimono. After looking at him carefully for a few times, the man came and bent down slightly. "Is this Miss Muzi?"
Muzi nodded; "I am, you are..."
The man took out a letter from his pocket; "Hashimoto-kun took the ship back to Shanghai yesterday. Before leaving, he asked me to send a letter to Miss Muzi."
He left? Wasn't he the one who did it?
Muzi reached out his hand and took the letter, and took out some money from his wallet as a token of appreciation before sending the man away. After looking around to make sure there was no one around, he opened the letter.
Dear Miss Muzi, I'm going to leave you. I've been very happy these few days with you. My affairs have been completed. I wish you well.
Is it really him? How did he do it? Looking at the letter in his hand, Muzi raised her head and looked to the east. She didn't know if she and this mysterious man still had a chance to meet again.
After Zhou Weiguo got rid of the Ono family that day, he came to the port without stopping, picked up the money and boarded the ship to Shanghai.
This wandering lasted for almost a month, and he finally arrived in Shanghai in mid-August after being so bumpy that he almost fell apart.
He was not in a hurry to go to Nanjing. He made a special trip to the SH city to inquire about the current housing prices. He also went to Citibank to inquire about the current rental situation and the land outside the city, and then he took his time.
We took a ship along the river from Shanghai, got off the ship in Xiaguan, and wandered back to school.
Perhaps he had already reported what he had come back to, so he went to the door humming a tune and stuck out his head from the duty room, which frightened Zhou Weiguo.
Taking a closer look, he turned out to be General Zhang's adjutant. Before he could speak, the adjutant said with a serious face, "It's not easy. It's been more than ten days since class started, and you just came back. You're a big shot."
, which alarmed the director of education.”
I...don't you know what I'm going to do? I'm really good at acting. Zhou Weiguo understood a lot about the adjutant's words. He showed a very cooperative smile and skillfully took out a cigarette; "The adjutant smokes, I'm just here for fun."
, forgetting the time, you look at..."
"Go and explain to the director of education yourself." The adjutant left angrily without taking the cigarette. Zhou Weiguo turned to look at the captain on duty who had been watching the joke; "You won't be expelled."
The captain on duty shrugged; "I don't know, but you are the first one who has not reported for more than ten days since school started."
When Zhou Weiguo heard this, he immediately ran to the adjutant to please him and smiled. The way he nodded and bowed made anyone see that he was begging to say yes. However, it was not the same thing at all.
"The director of education is waiting for you. Go see him. I still have something to deal with. I'll be back in a minute." The adjutant took Zhou Weiguo to the door and turned to leave.
Zhou Weiguo sighed slightly and opened the door, walked to General Zhang and saluted; "Report, Zhou Weiguo, a student of the second class of the infantry department, is here to report."
General Zhang, who was processing the document, ignored Zhou Weiguo. It was not until he finished processing the document that Zhou Weiguo saw General Zhang looking up at him.
That look in his eyes really didn't tell if he was happy or angry.
Zhou Weiguo didn't dare to speak, he could only look at each other quietly with four pairs of eyes.
General Zhang already understood the situation. He got up and walked back and forth in front of Zhou Weiguo, and finally stopped in front of him. His eyes looked like he was looking at the goods, which made Zhou Weiguo smile awkwardly; "Uncle Zhang, if you have something to do, let me talk to you."
,"
General Zhang took a deep breath and leaned back on the desk and stretched out his hand: "I asked you to kill one person, but I didn't ask you to kill a family. If you don't kill the murderer, why are you going to kill the judge's family?"
It was because of this that Zhou Weiguo explained the situation in detail, and also said that killing the murderer might cause trouble, and killing Xiaoye would make it easy to shirk responsibility, so he attacked Xiaoye's family. Anyway, they were also indirect murderers.
If you don't kill anyone, there won't be any trouble if you kill them here.
Regarding this reason, General Zhang was stunned and laughed. He was also surprised when he received the news that Zhou Weiguo actually killed the other party's family. But now when he heard it, this reason and analysis were completely from this side to the maximum extent.
interests to consider.
Raising his finger to Zhou Weiguo, General Zhang shook his head slightly and said, "Okay, let's get down."
Zhou Weiguo sighed and walked to the door. General Zhang looked at the back and seemed to think of something, then he stopped Zhou Weiguo and looked at his butt; "Weiguo, wear an extra pair of thick pants tomorrow."