"Is there anything special happening in the parking lot?"
Riho Chieda asked on the phone while raising her vigilance and paying attention to the surrounding movements in the parking lot.
"I can only say that the parking lot is pretty much the same as a Shura field."
Amamiya Noriko looked at the parking lot from the opposite side and responded.
Riho Chieda: "..."
What do you mean, she is now involved in the Shura field?
Riho Chieda, who has a calm and realistic personality, said that she doesn’t quite understand what Shura Field means.
Amamiya Noriko walked into a nearby clothing store, tilted her head and held her mobile phone between her hands while choosing clothes; "By the way, Sister Chie, didn't I already ask you to wait for me at the art museum?"
"I want to protect you secretly."
Noriko Amamiya nodded: "It's quite secretive."
Riho Chieda said calmly: "Of course."
"Then don't act rashly now, wait for me to break the situation."
Amamiya Noriko warned Chieda Riho, and after ending the phone call, she called the Amamiya Foundation again, made arrangements for a while, then chose a pair of black knee-high socks and boots and went to the clerk to check out.
"Swipe your card."
"OK."
The clerk knew the price and several months' salary at a glance.
Coupled with Amamiya Noriko's current appearance of Baileys, the lady's temperament in this aspect is even better than that of the lovely Amamiya-sama. The clerk had no doubts and took out the POS machine to give this lady a choice. It only took two minutes to check out.
rich lady swiping credit card.
Noriko Amamiya took out a card and asked before paying, just in case: "Sister, are these shoes durable?"
"..."
The clerk's hand holding the POS machine froze, and she raised her head with a stiff expression: "Durable... durable?"
Amamiya Noriko pondered and asked, "If I sprint a few kilometers and a hundred meters, won't it be bad?"
The shop assistant was very honest and suggested honestly: "There is a sports shoe store next door. How many kilometers are we going to?"
If this lady really wants to run several kilometers, the boots in her store will definitely not be suitable.
"Run faster and rush into your heart."
Amamiya Noriko took the POS machine in her hand, swiped the card and smiled. When she looked up, she saw the clerk was stunned for a moment, then blushed.
I have to say that her Baileys image is not only beautiful but also very charming. It is suitable for both men and women and is only used as a card swipe.
Noriko Amamiya raised her lips, smiled and waved, and went to the changing room in the store to change first.
When the clerk saw that Amamiya Noriko was leaving after changing, she quickly came up to deliver it? Thank you very much for shopping in our store!
"Welcome to visit next time? Please walk slowly."
"Well, are you leaving now? My lovely lady? See you next time."
After waving her hands and walking out of the store, Noriko Amamiya looked to the side of the road. A van and a van were parked just beside the road.
Eight burly men got out of that van, all of them with Western faces. They were all wearing white shirts. They didn’t wear a tie, and were wearing a black suit, or a black vest, and a black newsboy hat.
"Okay? It's decent."
Noriko Amemiya nodded with satisfaction. She put the hat on her head straight and dressed up like them.
These eight bodyguards were the ones she had just called, and they were not the ones who had protected her before. They were all from the pretense of a security company with custom-made clothes.
Raising her hand to dial the phone, one of the eight men in suits answered the call? Noriko Amamiya said: "Ask the truck driver to drive into the parking lot and move the motorcycle in the parking lot into the truck."
"Yes? Miss."
As soon as he shook his head, eight men in suits followed the truck into the parking lot. The guard at the entrance of the parking lot was stunned for a moment. He would definitely not dare to stop him? Is it difficult to see this group of people? You can only look at them from a distance.
What should he do? If he was doing something bad or causing trouble for someone in the parking lot, he would have no choice but to call the police.
Thinking about it, the doorman saw eight men in suits entering the parking lot, followed the truck and parked next to the motorcycle, and the eight sturdy men in suits moved the motorcycle to the truck.
"Is this considered...vehicle theft?"
The guard's hand paused when calling the police.
To find so many people who look like intimidating bodyguards and a large truck just to steal a motorcycle??
No one would steal like this, right?
He calculated with his fingers that in terms of labor costs, even if there was no loss on this transaction, he would not make much profit.
"Uncle, what are you doing?"
Amamiya Noriko walked next to him and looked at him in confusion as he gestured to form a seal, hiding the secret of the old man who can be seen everywhere?
"Nothing, nothing."
The man outside the door waved his hand and turned his head to see the young lady next to him. Her appearance was almost the same as that of the cute little girl before. Her temperament was slightly more elegant and more mature.
"Little girl, do you have a younger sister who studies at Didan Middle School? She's a very cute little girl. She was here just now."
The old man said strangely while watching the movement over there.
"Huh? That's not true. I'm here to recycle my motorcycle."
Amamiya Noriko smiled slightly, and she knew from his eyes what the old man was struggling with, so she reassured him: "That motorcycle belongs to me, and those are also my bodyguards."
"Oh oh."
The guard suddenly understood, but he was a little confused: "If you want to move the motorcycle, just hire two workers, right? Do you want your bodyguards to move it?"
Noriko Amamiya tilted her head, "Sir, you are so enthusiastic!"
She sighed and said slightly distressed: "Because my suitor has been eyeing me recently and is still guarding my motorcycle. I can only use this method to scare him off."
"That's it, I understand, I understand."
When the old man heard this, he immediately said that he understood, and she didn't even need to mention these troublesome things to make her sad.
The entanglements between the rich and powerful in the officialdom have already appeared in my mind. The entanglements have spread to the next generation, the sadness of being unable to have free marriages, etc. This is what the prime-time drama series does every weekend at 8pm.
Do you understand?
Noriko Amamiya tilted her head slightly, "The old man is very knowledgeable and not so gossipy."
The other side.
Chieda Riho had already seen the truck and eight big men coming in from the parking lot entrance. She was trying to protect her secretly. Of course, she could see where her motorcycle was parked from a distance, so she could see the eight men moving the motorcycle.
The car was moved to the truck.
Noriko, what is this operation?
On the other side, in the parking space where it is easier to observe motorcycles and easier to get hands on, the gin and vodka in the black Porsche have expressionless expressions on their faces.
Gin looked at the time and saw that he had watched two hours and seven minutes in vain.
Vodka fastened his seat belt tightly, put his hand on the handbrake, and was ready to follow the big brother's order and drive to catch up with the truck, follow the other person to the destination, and then drive the man who drove the motorcycle into the big brother's car.
Catch the woman!
Gin tilted his head to look at Vodka's movements: "What to do?"
"Brother, aren't you ready to catch up?"
Vodka was stunned.
Gin looked at the eight sturdy bodyguards carrying motorcycles over there. They were very eye-catching, as if they were deliberately made to show him.
Withdrawing his gaze, Gin looked at a white Santana car on the other side and said calmly:
"Not chasing is not the goal of this mission."
Although he looked at the motorcycle over there for two hours and seven minutes in vain, he did not wait in vain. He just took a look at the motorcycle while waiting for his target.
Seeing his eldest brother's calm appearance, Vodka couldn't help but feel a little ashamed: "It's better for you to be calm, eldest brother."
Seeing that his elder brother turned to look at the mission target, Vodka could only look at the motorcycle again, and saw eight strong men carrying the motorcycle up and then moving an almost identical motorcycle down from the truck.
What is this operation???
He couldn't understand it, so he quickly asked his elder brother to take a look.
Gin tilted his head and took a closer look with a slight frown. Apart from the knowledge required for the mission, he would not spend too much time mastering it. However, although the replica of the motorcycle he replaced was very sophisticated, it could still be seen that it was not the real thing.
Goods, the structure of some parts seems a bit rough.
So, this is a car-stealing gang disguised as elite bodyguards?
Indeed, he looks like the kind of unprofessional bodyguard.
This thought flashed through Gin's mind when he saw one of the eight big men over there answering the phone while seemingly casually glancing at the cars in the parking lot.
He keenly judged based on the direction of the other party's gaze that the other party spent more time focusing on higher-priced vehicles, which was more consistent with his judgment that the other party was a car theft gang.
When the man turned his gaze to his side, Gin's face turned cold. With the car window glass, the other man couldn't see him and Vodka sitting in the car from that distance, so he found that the other man's gaze was here.
Extraordinarily long.
After a while, he looked away, and then moved away. At the same time, he hung up the phone as if he was looking casually, and continued to direct the movement of the motorcycle.
Vodka whispered: "Brother, that guy seems to have been staring at us for a while."
"Ok, I know."
Gin's tone was calm and his eyes were cold. If he wanted to steal his car——
Vodka noticed that the elder brother took out the gun and wiped it gently after he finished speaking. He couldn't help but sit upright. Is the elder brother angry?
He couldn't help but touch the gun in his arms. There are eight people, four of them, four of me, no problem.
After wiping the gun, Gin put it back into his clothes and stared at the car-stealing gang over there with extremely cold eyes. No one could touch his car.
...
The head of the group of eight bodyguards felt an inexplicable chill in his back. He looked down at his phone and wondered why the eldest lady wanted him to look at the more expensive cars in the parking lot. He thought the eldest lady was preparing to reward him.
When a car arrived, I was excited for a while, but my face still kept a casual look.
But later, the eldest lady let him look at the old Porsche for a while, and he suddenly choked up. He wouldn't reward himself with such an old model car, would he?
"The eldest lady may be motivating me. Now you can reward me with this old car. If I do better, I can reward me with a better car!"
He felt that he understood, and he was immediately motivated and waved: "After moving, let's go! Let's see if the eldest lady has any other instructions!"
Noriko Amamiya, who was at the door, looked at what was going on inside, and it was almost over.
Does Mr. Qin feel that his Porsche is at risk of being stolen?
She kindly reminded her, after all, it didn't take Conan three seconds to open the door of the Porsche, so it was too easy to be stolen.
As for the bodyguard, well, let him go somewhere far away, so that he won't be taken away by Gin one day.
He looked like he was going to touch his car, so he might have been on Gin's blacklist.
Amamiya Noriko was thinking about it, and suddenly felt the wind behind her. She turned slightly to the side and looked back.
She just missed a hand that was about to pat her shoulder.
It came from a man wearing a khaki trench coat and a brown-blonde haircut. He had an average face, but he deliberately held a toothpick in his mouth and pressed it down to look handsome. He was a bit unbeatable.
"Hey, hello, little girl."
He also needs a beating when speaking.
Amamiya Noriko glanced at him, slapped his hand away with the phone, and said casually: "Don't strike up a conversation with a woman you don't know."
If the lovely Noriko Amamiya was concerned about her image, she would still give him a chance, but since she happens to be such a convenient and handsome big sister like Baileys, she doesn't have to worry so much and can do whatever she wants.
"Oh? Then we can get to know each other and start a conversation, right?"
The man lowered his head and patted his windbreaker, unintentionally revealing his car keys and a certain brand of belt. Then he stretched out his hand to support the wall next to him, bit his toothpick and said.
Noriko Amamiya laughed. You were the first one to show off with a Santana car key, but my motorcycle is more expensive than your car.
As for this act that she thinks is cool, Amamiya Noriko said that you should not compete with girls casually. If a man is sexy, it may not be a problem for a girl, but if a girl is handsome, it may not be a problem for a boy.
He reached out and gently took off his hat, stroked the smooth bangs on his forehead to one side with his five fingers, tucked a few strands of hair behind his ears, revealing his exquisite ears, and nodded with slightly narrowed eyes, handsome yet charming.
Slightly aroused, "Do you think you are handsome? Are you as handsome as me?"
"..."
The man's face was a little embarrassed. He saw that this woman was not so pretty and couldn't help but strike up a conversation. In the end, who was more handsome, this woman or him?
She is more handsome.
"Miss, would you like to look better? Are you interested in having a drink?"
Santana chose to change the topic and invited with a grin, "It's time to get off work now anyway, so I just want to go have a drink to relieve the pressure at work or in life."
Hearing this, Amamiya Noriko looked at him thoughtfully: "What is your job?"
The man hesitated and looked around. He didn't say what his job was. He only talked about clients and information.
"Anyway, I've made a lot of money recently. Beauty, I won't treat you badly if you follow me!"
While winking at Amamiya Noriko, he also approached slightly, in a slightly threatening manner.
Noriko Amamiya snapped her fingers, and eight tall bodyguards appeared behind her.
She raised her chin, "Take him to find his Santana and stuff it in."