Since there was no need for a funeral, Hanyu Qing'an left directly without anything to do. He put away his shikigami, changed back to his usual clothes, and left the manor with his subordinates under the inexplicable eyes of Mo Mei.
Toru Amuro and others still wanted to sort out their tools and belongings, so Hanyu Kiyosu took Suzuki Sonoko and left on foot, waiting for them to catch up.
Such nights are very quiet, without the hustle and bustle of the city center. Living in a big city like Tokyo for a long time will feel depressing. The Masuyama family's manor is just the perfect place to get close to nature.
"I said..."
"Garden..."
"Listen to me first."
Hanyu Kiyosu directly interrupted Suzuki Sonoko, which made the latter look at him in disbelief. How could there be such a person? Isn't it normal for girls to speak first?
However, Hanyu Qing'an had no intention of letting her go at all, and said to himself: "You seem a little unconfident today."
Suzuki Sonoko was shocked. Did he see it? Could it be that the fact that I was fascinated by Miss Moyama was exposed?
"Actually, you have no reason to be like this. Everyone is unique, and you are excellent in every aspect. There is no need to worry too much."
As she spoke, Hanyu Qing'an took off the hairband on her head and said, "Do you know that you are actually very beautiful like this? You are very attractive to me."
Suzuki Sonoko felt relieved and turned away, "Do you really think so? Miss Ganshan is not much more attractive than me? And my personality is not like Xiaolan..."
Hanyu Qing'an interrupted her again, "Sonoko, only if you are good to yourself, will others be good to her. Xiaolan has a good personality, but if she can always be good to you, doesn't it mean that you are also good?
?”
"Have you ever seen Xiaolan always being nice to bad people?"
Suzuki Sonoko blurted out, "Uncle Kogoro."
"..." Hanyu Qing'an was confused and didn't know how to retort. It seemed to make sense, "Well... Detective Mouri is Xiaolan's father after all, so that doesn't count."
"Then there is a reasoning madman. Xiaolan has always been very good to that guy." Suzuki Sonoko was angry for Xiaolan when she mentioned it.
Hanyu Kiyosu knew that she was talking about Kudo Shinichi, and he had nothing to say after thinking about it. He shouldn't know him now. Forget it, let's just ignore this topic.
"Anyway, you have to have confidence in your own charm." Hanyu Qing'an rubbed her head and walked to the car following behind. Amuro Toru had been following the two of them for a while.
"Hurry up and get in the car. I'll take you home to rest first."
"oh."
Suzuki Sonoko followed him into the car obediently, forgetting what she wanted to say.
…
For Hanyu Kiyosu and others, this was a peaceful night, but for the people in the Mashan Manor, it was dangerous.
Near dawn, it is the time when the whole city is most lethargic, and when people here are the most vigilant.
After disappearing all night, Kenzo Masuyama finally reappeared in front of the guests. However, he seemed to have exhausted his little life force and could no longer walk. He was carried down.
His face was ashen, and people could only confirm that he was still conscious when he moved his lips and whispered his last words to Mo Mei.
Only in the same way can we confirm that it is still him.
In full view of everyone, he was placed in the coffin, and it was not until the dawn fell on his face that this big shot in the financial world finally lost his voice.
With red eyes in her eyes, Fanshan Momei asked people to seal the coffin and then carry it to the hearse - this was a vehicle they had prepared long ago and was also a vehicle monitored closely by the public security authorities.
The hearse carried Mamei Mayama and the body of Kenzo Mayama and drove to the crematorium. It was under surveillance all the way until...
At a fork in the road, the hearse suddenly deviated from the direction and disappeared after several turns. When the surveillance personnel found the trace of the hearse again, the figure of Momei Fanshan was no longer in the passenger seat.
Naturally, it is impossible that the body of Kenzo Masayama in the hearse is still there.
But no one in the public security department panicked. This was a very simple routine and everything was expected. They had installed a locator on the hearse containing the body of Kenzo Mayama very early on.
Even if the hearse removes all its decorations and attempts to disguise itself as an ordinary truck, surveillance personnel can still track its location.
At the intersection, Yumi Miyamoto stopped the truck and asked the driver to take out his driver's license after showing his ID. This was a step of re-confirmation.
The driver showed no disobedience and everything seemed normal until Yumi Miyamoto noticed the woman in the passenger seat...
…
"So, by that time, there was no trace of Mamoyama Momi? What was in the truck was no longer Maboyama Kenzo's body?" Kuroda Hei asked a public security officer.
The other party nodded, "Yes, not only the other hearse is a deception, but this one is too."
"Then how did they transport the body of Kenzo Masuyama away?"
The other party looked a little confused and explained: "When we finally found the truck, we found that there was only one wax figure inside, and it was a headless wax figure, so..."
Kuroda was silent for a while, "So, what they sent to the hearse was only the head of Kenzo Masayama, and the body was all a wax figure? The remaining parts of the real body had long been dismembered and taken away, and the last head was made of
Recycling of Laoshan Momei?”
"yes……"
The room fell into silence again. The mistake this time was not an execution problem, but a lack of change in thinking from the beginning, and still using a normal world view to make plans.
Does the fact that Masuyama Kenzo can speak mean that he is fully present? Doesn't the rest of his body have the same effect? Using existing scientific knowledge to speculate on extraordinary events is the biggest problem exposed by this operation.
Kuroda Biewei didn't say anything, but just ordered: "After returning, strengthen Chinese study, organize collective training, study various legends and ancient books, and complete the transformation of thinking as soon as possible."
"yes……"
…
"Not bad, it looks quite exquisite."
A few days later, Hanyu Qing'an was very satisfied when he looked at the guard in his hand. In fact, the material of this thing was very ordinary, and the workmanship was exquisite at best. However, this was what he asked for. The extraordinary among the ordinary is what is interesting.
The appearance of the guardian was drawn by him based on the red guardian in the Onmyoji game. It was originally a buff icon for bonus income. It is just right to use it as a "membership card". After all, the "blessing" is really
It is to provide buffs to customers.
When you open it, there is a small plastic card-like thing inside, with instructions for use printed on it. It also has the function of storing charms, so that the charms you bought at a large price will not become ineffective after being soaked in water.
Of course, for the big shots, they are more concerned about missing out on the weekly opportunity to regain their glory or reminisce about the feeling of youth and beauty than they are about money.
"According to your instructions, the normal sequence codes are prefixed with moon, fire, water, wood, metal, earth, and day, and the date of use is limited. Later, the heavenly stems and earthly branches are used to distinguish them. In addition, special sequences are also prepared.
Already."
Hanyu Qing'an nodded, "Prepare a few special sequence guards for me, as well as some normal guards, and use them as gifts when I go to attend the 60th anniversary of the Suzuki Foundation tomorrow."
"As for the remaining portion of the first batch of one hundred and forty imperial guards, please give them to Director Baima. I think he should be quite happy with it."
At the Suzuki family's celebration, most of the people present were target customers. Hanyu Qingyasu thought of taking this opportunity to distribute the royal guards, or let the Suzuki family distribute them on his behalf.
But if you don't talk about it in this way, it is like putting the Suzuki family on the fire. Who should be given and who should not be given is a very serious problem. Thinking about it, it is better to leave this trouble to Director Hakuba.