Peerless Genius System

“Thank you, thank you! ”

After leaving the police hall, the man kept bowing to Xiaolo, Miyagi Longjing and Akino Kimura to thank them. He really didn't expect to be brought to the police hall by a supermarket security guard because of a paint pen. He was almost detained. His wife and son were still shopping in the supermarket. They didn't understand Japanese, left him, and couldn't reach him. It was scary to think about it.

“You're welcome.” Sholo spoke to him in Chinese.

“So you're Chinese too?” The man looked at him surprised.

Sholo nodded: "Yes. ”

“Thank you, God bless, let me meet my compatriots, or this time...”

The feeling of men turning their eyes red and encountering difficulties elsewhere in the country, and then being fortunate enough to meet their own compatriots, is even more cordial.

“Where are your wives and children? We'll take you there.” Sholoway.

For the Chinese, if he can help, and he can tell, this man is in a great hurry, I'm afraid, to burn his eyebrows.

And the man nodded, “At the ItoYokado department store, please take me there, please! ”

“Mr. Longjing, do you know where this department store is? ”

Sholo's impression of Miyagi Longjing has changed greatly in this police station, but he doesn't feel the smokiness on him.

Miyagi Longjing didn't say anything, took a deep smoke and went straight to his matching diameter.

“Xiao Hanjun, the Chinese come to Tokyo for tourist shopping, this ItoYokado department store is almost a must-see, very famous, any native knows.” Akino Kimura explained with a smile.

“Well. ”

Sholoh nodded and then glanced at the man to follow him to the Miyagi Qilongjing car.

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After a familiar consultation, Sholo learned that this man's name was Xie Wenchang, a native of Eastern Province of China, had died since his parents were young, his grandmother dragged him into the building materials business, and then made some money, but his son wanted to raise and was absent, and his grandmother died when his career was very successful. After a few years, he got married, had children, and life was pretty good. After a little extra money, he planned to take his wife and children abroad for a tour. Japan was only the first stop.

And he soon realized that the colored pen should have been sneaked into his pocket by his naughty son, walked around the supermarket smoking addict, went out the door alone and wanted to smoke a cigarette first. As a result, it was detected that there were items on him that had not been paid for, and the security guard did not even give him an opportunity to explain or make amends, and called the police directly and sent him to the police station.

“You don't have to complain, in China it may just be done with the money, but in Japan it's hard to accept this behavior, and a big department store like ItoYokado is almost zero tolerance, so it makes sense to hand you over to the police.” Driving in the car, the smoking Miyagi Qilongjing interjected coldly.

From the mirror, Sholo could see the yellow discharge in his eyes, which was obviously eye shit, and although he felt a little nauseous, Sholo didn't say a word to remind him.

Xie Wenchang smiled dry: “Well, I know, I'll be watching next time. ”

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Soon after, he came to the ItoYokado department store, a well-known shopping mall, a little like a five-star hotel garden at the entrance, people moving around, people preparing to go shopping, people returning full, two hands full, people saying they were laughing out of the inside.

Before the car stopped, Xie Wenchang shouted out loud: “Wife! ”

Sholo also saw a confused woman watching people moving around the vehicle at the gate, standing on her left with a five- or six-year-old boy.

As soon as the car stopped, Xie Wenchang couldn't wait to push the door down and run to the nearest woman at the fastest possible speed.

Sholo saw the three of them hugging each other and the picture was very warm.

As he passed, the woman was crying and asking Xie Wenchang, "Where the hell have you been? I thought you were kidnapped, too. My son and I were just scared, you know? ”

Xie Wenchang also had red eyes and had a feeling of losing again: “Wife, it's a long story. I'll tell you later. I'm glad you didn't run around, otherwise I don't even know how to find you and your son. ”

“You fool, you scared the shit out of me, woo...” The woman finally couldn't bear to cry out loud.

“Honey, I swear, this will never happen again.” Xie Wenchang hugged his wife and promised.

After hugging for a while, Xie Wenchang regained his emotions and turned to his wife: “Wife, thanks to him this time, otherwise I might be detained for seven days. His name is Xiao Han, and he is also a Chinese national, or a JC. He came to Japan to investigate the case of the loss of connection between our Chinese compatriots for a while. ”

“Thank you, thank you! ”

The woman couldn't help but thank her son and said, "Thank you, uncle. ”

“Thank you, uncle! ”

The little boy raised his head, a pair of big black gemstone eyes staring at Sholo, with a naive, rotten smile on his face, and a naive voice * * *, all said that the children were fallen angels, although it was a little boy, it was also cute as a porcelain doll, and when he laughed, he had two little bars on his face.

Sholo touched his head and smiled back.

The little boy actually stood up to him and saluted him, which made him a little uncomfortable, after all, he was not a real JC.

Before the departure of the three families, Xie Wenchang repeatedly expressed his gratitude to Sholo and brought his blessings to wish him a successful resolution of the case and the safe return of all his lost Chinese compatriots.

Looking behind the departure of the Xie Wenchang family, Sholo was caught in contemplation. Why were the victims of the five missing cases and the Voyeurs targeted? Is there an intrinsic connection, or is the killer randomly selected?

“Let's go.” A somewhat murky and hard voice sounded.

You don't need to see Shoro to know that it is Miyagi Longjing. The smell of Miyagi Longjing is too distinctive. The smell of smoke mixes with the stench of not taking a bath for many years. This smell is memorable.

“To where? ”

“Ask the H community in Tokyo for help. Snakes have snake paths, rats have rat paths. To find that black SUV, we don't necessarily have a police comparable to H society.” Miyagi Longjing is not a false way of thinking.

“H Society? ”

Shoro's subconscious gaze turned to Akeno Kimura, "Didn't Mr. Akeno say there were no gangsters in Tokyo? ”

“Who says no, the world is black and white, and they're coexisting, and this kid knows nothing.” Gongqi Longjing spoke directly to reprimand.

Akimura Kimura was embarrassed. He really thought that there was no H society in Tokyo. After all, he and Miyagi Longjing went everywhere. No matter how many fierce spirits he had, the evil ones were polite and greeted with a smile. Can H society speak so well?