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"Reporter Shui Wu has no mercy and continues to follow up and report."

Obviously, I was on vacation today. In the end, it still felt like a year-round. The filming of the Suzuki super cruise ship was blocked, but other tasks were arranged.

For the so-called political propaganda task, the ratings on the radio station are basically zero, but in order to promote the high-level in Tokyo, this must be filmed and special.

"Teacher Reina has worked hard."

A staff member was about to hand over water, and Shui Wulian took it over. Under the host's standard smile and bright identity, it gave people a gentle and considerate feeling.

There is a special bench, this kind of report is only half an hour to say a few words in front of the camera, and the sea breeze in the rest of the time is good.

After the cold of April, the evening breeze is only a little cool, but it is very refreshing. In addition, there are the calls of seagulls that land on the fence on the boat over there.

I can only say that it is a barely good life.

"Beep beep...Why is there no sound from this microphone?"

"Hurry up and see, what's the situation?"

There was a trace of panic, Shui Wurenai, who was hiding behind the car, stood up and poked his head over there, only to see a continuous hoarse electric current from the loudspeaker over there, no matter how it was used, it was useless.

In addition, a black and white car in the distance drove over, followed by several buses.

"What's the situation, why are there so many things today?"

Unable to sigh boredly, Shui Wu Rina hurriedly picked up the microphone and arranged the corners of his clothes. When the photographer saw it in place, he turned on the camera and started shooting at the coming convoy.

"This is Ribui TV. The new situation here has brought a group of convoys. They are about to stop and we started to interview."

However, before a few people came forward, the black-and-white car started again and directly slammed into the fence of the Tokyo Port's temporary passenger flow division. The front of the car was directly fitted with the anti-collision surrounded by the outside without even a trace of scratches. Knock away.

Then go back again.

Everyone looked at each other’s behavior and only needed to walk a few steps down, but directly hit the car...

In the next life, he took the sunglasses from a side position, and the phone on the other side began to ring, with Tomoko Suzuki's name written on it, press the answer button, and then look at the crowd of women over there through the window.

Three hundred people, how did they get off then, how do they go back now.

"In the next life, mango juice is reserved for you in the room, and the hot water is ready. Your uncle and I will go to meet the guests first, and take a shower after we get on the boat. Don't worry too much."

The familiar mother-in-law's voice was obviously very strong at other times. It was the gentleness when I didn't know why, because it was too gentle, and I felt my scalp numb in my next life.

"Well, yes, auntie."

"By the way, I forgot to say. The dresses of Ayako and Yuanzi tonight are amazing. If you come late, you will be taken away."

I heard a brass bell-like laughter coming from the other end of the phone, and the sound in the room echoed. There was no other sound besides this. The other party should be alone in the room at the moment.

In the next life, he looked at the crowd over there again, his presence didn't stop him, the one who should be on the boat was still on the boat, and at the same time, there were patrolmen who specially handled the scene.

"Uh, auntie, shouldn't you be on my side?"

"No way, after all, it's rare to wear such a beautiful dress. As a mother, I should take it out to show off."

In the next life, I turned on the computer on the roadblock and began to import the surveillance on the cruise ship. With thousands of cameras, only three rooms were needed.

Suzuki Ayako's room, wearing a blue floor-to-ceiling silk dress, revealing white shoulders on both sides, at the same time there is a special makeup artist who is doing some light makeup, and Iimae stands behind him.

It is rare to wear a female deacon to get clothes, but Sister Hui's figure is still so good-looking.

The pure black deacon has a heavy feeling at the same time.

When the next life took control of the camera, Megumi also seemed to have reacted to something. He looked at the camera with a smile on the corners of his mouth.

"What's wrong, Sister Hui?"

"Nothing, there is a little villain who is secretly watching your makeup."

A dialogue appeared on the computer screen, and when Iimae's finger pointed at the camera over there, Ayako's front also turned around.

This time I didn't tie my double ponytails anymore, and I no longer kept squinting.

The hair is scattered, fluffy and curled, leaving a pair of hair hanging in front of the ears, dancing with the wind of the air conditioner, and the eyes are completely opened. The dark green pupils that are the same as the garden are shining in the reflection of the indoor light. The beauty of gems.

There is also an expectation hidden under the pupil. Through the camera, it is like seeing the next life through the space.

Am I beautiful today?

You don’t need to speak, you can know it. When you sip your mouth, she will lower her head subconsciously. She mustered up the courage again and looked up at the camera. The light makeup, the emphasis on eyeliner and lipstick are more attractive than before, but she But she forgot a small gesture. When she was not confident, she always frowned.

"Dudu..."

The phone on the dressing table rang, and Iimae didn't bother Ayako, and walked over to take Ayako's phone.

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"I'm willing to bend down and lift up your skirt."

Seeing the other party, Ayako smiled again and was pushed back to the dressing table by Intermae next to him and sat down.

As for the camera over there, it changed back to its original state, and was no longer in control. In the next life, he also turned his attention to the garden room.

However, compared to Ayako's room, the garden's room was much more lively, and just there was a trio of regular appearances.

The red dress, showing a white back, will also have obvious clavicle lines, which forms two contrasts with Xiaolan who is wearing a white shirt and blue skirt.

No, you can't use the word contrast. The garden doesn't have any makeup, and he wears a hairpin that doesn't look very good, and he doesn't care about the way he speaks on the occasion, but sets off Xiaolan next to him.

At the same time, when the next life flipped the camera, he was immediately discovered by someone, that is, he was locked in an instant.

Not from a certain detective who is number one in the world, but a certain sleeping gentleman. When the camera turned, Kogoro, who was drinking with a goblet in his hand, made a gesture of raising his head while his eyes were direct. Locked the camera and left again in an instant.

As for Conan over there...

I don’t know where I got the volleyball. I was playing volleyball in a small corner. It’s the kind of neurohormones that knocked 500 kilograms. The main room is big enough and the ceiling is high enough. A kind of stand up and play fancy.

But the other party's shoes seem to have been upgraded. They are no longer the previous pair. They are much newer.

"Why didn't you speak for a long time, let me guess, are you secretly watching my two daughters in any corner?"

I almost forgot that I was calling, and I was still calling my mother-in-law.

"It's true, otherwise I always feel uneasy."

Afterlife sighed and looked at the time, two-thirds of the people on the ship had reached two-thirds. The official ship was not as good as the cruise ship that had been opened before. Dilapidation is not a feature, and small is also a selling point.

At the same time, the patrolmen began to walk over.

On the other side of the phone, sitting in the master bedroom of the entire huge cruise ship palace, the whole bedroom was empty, only Tomoko Suzuki, and the maid who often accompanied him was also standing at the door.

Looking up, Tomoko looked at the wall in front of him. According to the original design, this would be a wall with family photos, but at the moment there is no picture of Suzuki's house.

In other words, there are no photos of Shiro Suzuki and Jiroyoshi Suzuki, and even the faces of other members of the Suzuki family have never been exposed, that is, a picture with Tomoko Suzuki himself.

As for the rest, all the protagonists are one person, an afterlife fairy.

"Auntie, hang up first. It looks like I have something to deal with. I'll try to be as fast as possible."

Tomoko nodded slightly when he heard the phone call from the other side. After waiting for a while, there was the sound of the car opening the door on the other side, and the subsequent hanging up.

The room is quiet, put the phone aside.

No formal dress, no curbs, no backless, the pale pink bathrobe was worn on him, and he looked at the bathroom over there. It was just like that, and the water began to overflow.

Not in a hurry.

Tomoko continued to look up and looked at the wall panel in front of him. I am afraid that in the next life, I don't know. Almost all the photos of myself since childhood are hung on this wall, and even the photos of Xizi feeding are on it.

"The water is ready, don't wait for it to get cold."

He whispered, and at the same time the maid at the door walked in with a form in her hand, a familiar form.

The maid handed the form to Tomoko Suzuki with the target information from the United States. In fact, this information was basically read by people in various underground organizations after three days ago.

There is nothing secretive anymore.

At this moment, all the people on this list are on this ship.

Tomoko turned to the page he saw yesterday in the next life. The two people on it, Shiro Suzuki and Jiroki Suzuki.

"Madam, the elder and the elder are all on the list, what should we pay attention to?"

What needs attention?

Tomoko put his arm on the armrest of the sofa, and then supported his cheek.

At the very beginning, I had already expected this step today. How long ago, Tomoko Suzuki recalled, looking at the wall in front of him...

That afternoon, a junior high school boy pushed aside his office and ended the call with Ayako.

It was from that time.

"You don't need to pay attention to anything, all this is to pave the way for my son."

Tomoko waved and put the papers aside.

Stand up, untie the tie, just open your hands, and the loose bathrobe will come off.

Stepping into the bath, the white bath, and the skin of the same color, slowly sit down, and the temperature of the hot water adds the rosyness from the whiteness, and then spreads the whole body.

"One week, I couldn't help you, but it's different now. At the second week, my mother paved all the roads for you."

The fifth person, debut.

Today is the full moon, the familiar sound of the flute, and the dark night that no one notices, the weird little bats are flying in the night sky.