Sakurai Kogure took Jiang Yi to the elevator in the center of the hall, whose door was covered with gold foil. This elevator could only be opened by swiping a card.
Everyone's eyes changed again. Regular customers of the Paradise Pavilion all knew that the entrance to the VIP room was not this elevator at all... Of course, no one knew where this elevator led.
Some people speculate that this elevator leads to the most luxurious suite in the Paradise Hall, where the real owner of the Paradise Hall lives. He will always enjoy the real bliss. He does not need to fight his way out of gambling again and again like the gamblers at the bottom in order to achieve success.
Given a chance to realize his wish, he obeyed his orders. No one dared to disobey his orders. The female manager Sakurai Kogure was just a little maid under him...
Some people say that this elevator leads to the treasury of the Kukakukan, where the floor is paved with gold bricks, the decorations are all antiques, and there are a dazzling array of jade and jewelry. Mountains of Japanese yen are piled in the corner without anyone paying attention.
Others say that the elevator leads to Sakurai Kogure's own bedroom. The bedroom is plain white, and there is no desire for money or power there. It is this mysterious woman's haven. It has no other characteristics except tight defense.
It wasn't until the elevator door closed that the silent casino hall burst into noise. Strange or familiar gamblers were communicating. Several regular customers came up to the bunny girl dealer with wine glasses to ask for a chat. The beautiful dealer could only smile.
Perfunctory……
Everything that happened tonight will undoubtedly become a secret that spreads among Japan's upper class society, will be talked about by people, and will become a talking point in the mouths of those who have experienced it...
After the elevator ran smoothly, it began to slow down and rise, feeling a sense of weightlessness.
Sakurai Kogure leaned over and took off her red-soled high heels. The hunched posture made her curves more attractive.
Sakurai Kogure knelt on the ground with her bare feet. She took out a pair of slippers and said, "The slippers are brand new."
She gently lifted Jiang Yi's feet, took off his leather shoes, and replaced him with cotton slippers. The way she served people was extremely skillful.
"Jiang Jun, do you want wine and food? Although the Kukakukan is mainly engaged in the gaming industry, the food and wine are not inferior to those of the Tamamo-mae Club." Sakurai Kogure raised her head to look at Jiang Yi while changing another slipper for him.
His eyes were clear and full of smiles. Even with his humble actions, Jiang Yi couldn't see a trace of flattery on Sakurai Komu's face.
"I think there's no need." Jiang Yi looked down at her and said, "I'm going to go back to Tokyo for dinner after everything is over tonight."
"The time was so rushed. I was still thinking about Jiang Jun's overnight stay at the Paradise Pavilion tonight. The food in the morning and evening, the security guard, the girl warming the bed, the beauties serving...Jiang Jun came too suddenly, the Paradise Pavilion
I'm not even prepared." Sakurai Kogure said with some charm: "Jiang Jun is on business in Tokyo, have you bothered? Kukakukan is a place that provides guests with bliss, why not stay for a night and have a rest?"
The elevator door opened, Sakurai Kogure stood up and led the way, and Jiang Yi followed, not afraid of an ambush at the Paradise Hall.
"It's mainly some boring investigation matters. Thanks to the Menggui people for adding some fun to our mission." Jiang Yi said as he walked.
Sakurai Kogure walked into the Japanese-style suite on the top floor of the Kokuakukan. She walked barefoot on the tatami without making a sound.
Jiang Yi looked around casually. The floor of this top-level suite was covered with traditional tatami mats, and the interior was separated by simple white paper screens. The windows were open, letting in the full moonlight.
There are some small tables placed next to the white wooden screen. On the small table is a white porcelain vase, with a spring peach blossom that has not yet bloomed in the vase.
This style of room is very inconsistent with the Paradise Pavilion. The walls in the hall below are decorated with various colors of stone, reflecting various colors of light to create a bizarre world.
"Those actions were just a simple test and contact. There is no doubt that the Menggui people respect Jiang Jun." Sakurai Komu helped Jiang Yi sit down in front of the small table: "Jiang Jun knows that the Sheqi Eight Family controls
Controlling the entire Tokyo, just like the Jiang family controls the entire Yanjing, the Menggui people will not be able to contact you and the inspection team through normal means, let alone pass on the news."
"I only feel full of malice from the actions of the meng ghosts." Jiang Yi said calmly, "I can't think of the need to contact you."
"I promise that we don't have any ill intentions. A gang leader like Takami Nagamasa who is full of evil is the same as us and the Sheqi family. They all die without mercy. Jiang Jun does not have to bear any burden for this." Sakurai Kogure stood up and prepared.
Drinking tea, "And didn't the Meng Ghosts also help Jiang Jun? Jiang Jun was in the lead at every step in the competition with the Sheqi Eight Families. Didn't he discover that the Meng Ghosts in Japan were researching the technology of refining dragon blood?
What?"
"Then I should still thank you?"
Jiang Yi was smiling all over his face, but Sakurai Kogure could only see the coldness in his smile.
"Don't dare." She lowered her head and said.
Sakurai Kogure knelt down next to the small table. She reached out to lift the teapot and poured a cup of hot tea. The movement of serving the tea was even more graceful and elegant.
Jiang Yi took it casually, and suddenly his eyes were a little blurry. Sakurai Kogure's figure began to be illusory, and slowly overlapped with a figure in his impression - Shi Jinzi. Their faces were very different, but their expressions and movements were surprisingly similar.
If one person.
"Jiang Jun?" Sakurai Komu leaned slightly closer and called softly. After seeing Jiang Yi come back to his senses, she asked: "Is the tea not to your liking? Or is it because Xiaomu didn't treat him well?"
Jiang Yi shook his head and waved his hand for her to continue.
"I know that Jiang Jun came to the Kukakukan tonight to plead guilty, right? That night you and the head of the Uesugi family were attacked at the Peninsula Hotel. The explosion shocked the whole of Japan. After the explosion, the whole building became a dangerous building, but you
But he survived the explosion unharmed and protected the head of the Uesugi family."
"Are the Menggui people complacent about their handiwork?" Jiang Yi picked up the tea cup and smelled it. The aroma of tea was fragrant. He took a sip: "It's very good mountain spring water, but the tea leaves are not worthy of the water quality."
"I guarantee that the explosion that night had nothing to do with the Mongolians. Someone is disrupting Japan's mixed-race society and instigating a relationship between you and the Mongolians." Sakurai Kogure vowed: "I was very happy when I heard the news that night.
I am shocked, and even suspect that this is a torture plot directed and staged by the Sheqi family! But there should be something hidden about the head of the Kamisugi family."
Jiang Yi looked at her calmly, and he could tell that Sakurai Kogure was not lying. But his intention did not change.
After that night, the Sheqi family traced out the waiter who delivered the bomb, and after sorting out her life trajectory, there was no connection with the Menggui.
The attack that night may have had nothing to do with the Mongolians, or it may be that Sakurai Kogure's position in the Monguis was not enough to access such a level of conspiracy.
But it doesn't matter. Jiang Yi has never been willing to be an enemy of an organization that rebels against the Sheqi family.