When the little fat man raised his smile, the fat on his face squeezed together, making his eyes almost disappear.
Noriko Amamiya thought that for me, it is easy for other people to think that you close your eyes when talking to others.
She didn't have any discrimination against the fat man, but it didn't matter if the fat man greeted her with a smile. He grinned so much that his mouth was drooling, and he looked at her up and down with his squinted eyes, his eyes were very unpleasant.
Because the storage space for spare clothes is limited, it is just a white dress like this. Although the skirt reaches the calf, it gives a fresh and refined feeling in summer.
Amamiya Noriko said with a smile, "Have you seen enough?"
"Of course I haven't seen enough. What's your name? Which company do you belong to? My dad is the Nancun Police Department, section chief of the Transportation Department. I'm Takashi Nancun."
Noriko Amamiya pursed her lips and smiled: "I heard that your father recently solved a smuggling case?"
"You know, of course. In fact, I happened to be at the scene that day, and the truck driver looked very pushy. I saw that he was unhappy so I stopped him. I didn't expect that he really hid a lot of things."
"But in fact, I have already seen that there is something wrong with that guy. He has a lot of good stuff. A bunch of banned chemicals, which don't look very valuable, were all handed over by my father."
Speaking of this, Minamura Takashi couldn't help but talk proudly. After saying it, he thought it was just that he happened not to be handsome enough, but he changed it to the fact that he saw the problem with his sharp eyes.
How about it, no girl will be attracted to him if he is so handsome, right?
Namimura Takashi proudly brushed his greasy bangs with his fat hands, looking cool and unrestrained.
Noriko Amamiya nodded, understood, and went back to arrange an encounter with Mr. Qin. He happened to hear every word without saying a word, and he gave you a ride on the winery hell express train, which is even more chic.
"I didn't keep any chemicals because they didn't seem to be valuable, but there was a small box that was pretty good. There were capsules of unknown use inside. Let me tell you, they must be counterfeit medicines, but
It’s the kind of counterfeit medicine that’s really useful, but it’s also expensive.”
"I didn't keep those chemicals, but I kept the finished product. I'll go back and see what kind of medicine it is, whether it's a stimulant medicine or not. It will save me the trouble of buying it."
Minamura Takashi was talking to himself, and gradually began to look confused. Amamiya Noriko heard the last part and looked sideways, "Have you taken too many drugs?"
"Except for the main characters, the second-generation cast members are really scum. No wonder they can be used as the reason for the murderer to commit the crime."
Amamiya Noriko smacked her lips and took out the disposable gloves for eating chicken from the skirt.
Namura Takashi's eyes lit up after he had taken too much. "Ah, I was thinking that you were a little too small and you might have less fun, but I didn't expect you to have one with you."
"Yeah, can't I take it with me?"
Noriko Amamiya tore open the package, put on disposable gloves, and stretched her fingers.
Nancun Takashi looked at it in astonishment, it was different from what he thought.
"Swift——"
A straight punch passed by Minamura Takashi's head, and the wind caused by it made him wake up for a moment.
Amamiya Noriko flicked her wrist to stretch her muscles, then clenched her slender little hands into fists, and her rapid fists kept passing over Takashi Minamura's head, almost missing him every time.
Takashi Minamura felt the fists like the wind and rain grazing his ears. The sound of wind kept coming one after another, almost destroying his ears. He couldn't help but his face tensed up and his face gradually turned pale.
Squeezing out a few words from between his teeth: "You bastard, what on earth are you..."
"I'm just letting you feel the love of society, Huhu."
Amamiya Noriko breathed out and increased the speed of her fists. At the moment when Takashi Minamimura's lips trembled and he subconsciously took a step back, he closed his fists and bent his arms, "a stunning uppercut with full proficiency."
Minamura Takashi's jaw suddenly suffered a heavy blow, and he rolled his eyes with a painful and ferocious expression and immediately lost consciousness.
Noriko Amamiya stretched out her hand and pressed the head of Takashi Minamimura, who was about to collapse, against the wall on one side, and made him slowly slide against the wall and collapse in the corner.
The first fight of combat boxing learned in Hawaii, one punch knocked down, perfect score.
He grabbed the other person's back collar with his gloved hands and dragged him to the corner. The garden's room was originally in the corner on the top floor, and generally no one would come here.
"Buzz."
Noriko Amamiya glanced at the vibrating cell phone in her pocket. It was a message from her father: "The man next to me just now is the Nancun police officer. He wants me to marry my precious daughter to his son. It's so whimsical. He
He and his son have very bad conduct, so you should try to avoid the fat man when you see him."
"Fantasy, okay."
Amamiya Noriko was satisfied with her father's reaction and replied: "Okay, I will avoid them. You and your mother should try not to get close to them."
That police officer is probably Mr. Qin's real target.
Then he threw Takashi Minamura into a corner and went to the bathroom of Sonoko's room to flush away the disposable gloves.
Amamiya Noriko went out and returned to the banquet. She had already opened the trumpet, but was delayed by the fat man.
Scumbags and scumbag men have no meaning in existence at all. They will not add points if they don't confess their feelings, which is a waste of her time.
But it's okay to provide a few clues. Then hand the fat man over to the police and casually mention that he takes drugs as an enthusiastic citizen. As for him saying that he was beaten by a beautiful girl, this is a matter of opinion. Let's see if the police officer will believe it.
A drug addict.
It doesn't matter if you believe her, her face is rarely used.
After she went out for a while, Kudo Shinichi, who was looking around, walked to the corner of the garden room and looked inside.
"Where did Amamiya go again?"
Kudo Shinichi thought deeply. He saw that Noriko Amamiya must have gone towards her father, but he had already circled in the background and did not see Noriko Amamiya.
After being reminded by Noriko Amamiya, Kudo Shinichi turned on his detective instincts and walked around the banquet to collect any suspicious information.
Of course he would not be left behind backstage, but backstage he saw Chieda Riho bringing Amamiya Rikuto and Amamiya Emi, but their daughter Amamiya Noriko was not seen.
It stands to reason that Amamiya Noriko went to her father after reminding him, so why are they not together again?
His mood was very complicated, and he felt that Noriko Amamiya was the most suspicious person in the room.
He casually walked around the corner and walked to the end corner of the corridor. He frowned when he saw the fat man collapsed on the ground.
"victim?"
Kudo Shinichi knelt down and explored. He was breathing normally and seemed to be asleep.
Why are you sleeping here for no reason?
Kudo Shinichi looked at the back of the opponent's head and neck. There seemed to be no injuries, which made people want to find out.
I couldn't wake him up even if I slapped him on the face.
"Sorry, I'm just collecting clues to help you figure out what's going on."
Kudo Shinichi put his handkerchief into the opponent's chest pocket and slowly took out a small packet of white powder.
Kudo Shinichi's face darkened, drug addict?
He thought he had finally found Amamiya Noriko's vague suspense breakthrough, wasting his expression.
When he was speechless and ready to tell Officer Megure and the others, the slight footsteps approaching gave him a chill. The moment he suddenly turned his head, he was struck down by a palm knife. The last moment he lost consciousness, he saw a wheat-colored skin.
He picked up the small packet of Baifen with his hand.