Chapter 9: Miyamoto
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When everything was arranged, I straightened my clothes, sat in the driver's seat, and drove quickly towards Mieko's house.
When I arrived at Mieko's upstairs door, I stopped by and looked at the gate of Johnson's house opposite, which was locked.
Looking at the locked door, I am a little grateful to Johnson at this moment, if it weren't for Johnson's ghost incident, I wouldn't have known that Mieko lived across from him.
I was about to knock on the door of Mieko's house when I suddenly heard a sound of the door opening, and I was very nervous at that time, hoping to see Mieko but also afraid that she would refuse my confession, so I hurriedly ran downstairs while the door was not fully opened.
I was so nervous that I hid in the basement of the garage on the first floor with flowers in my hand. My sneaky cat was in the back of a silver-white car, staring at Mieko in front of me.
I suddenly found out that Mieko actually had a young, handsome, and dashing handsome guy next to me, and I immediately felt that the whole person was not good, and I panicked in my heart. Secretly prayed that this man would never have anything to do with Mieko.
However, I heard Mieko's conversation with him clearly.
Mieko said to the young man: "Miyamoto, I must do my best to find my mother, my father is dying, this time no matter what the price is, I will find my mother, who has been missing for more than twenty years." β
The man named Miyamoto sighed and said, "But, Keiko, where do we start?" We've been looking for more than 20 years without any progress!"
Mieko said: "A few days ago, I went to find Mr. Long Shaoyou, a Chinese detective, and he had promised to help us find our mother, but at that time, I was dealing with important matters, and I didn't have time to tell Mr. SΓΉ Long the details of my mother's disappearance. Now let's go find Mr. Long again together. β
Miyamoto still looked lost and depressed just now, but when he heard Mieko say that he had found me to find her mother, he said with a displeased face: "Long Shaoyou, that kid is really as powerful as the legend?" β
Mieko smiled: "Don't underestimate Mr. Long, he has assisted the FBI in solving homicide cases several times, and even the unsolved cases that the police can't solve can be quickly solved in his hands." β
Miyamoto said indignantly: "Hmph, I want to have a good look at this dragon young dragon detective." β
Mieko smiled: "Miyamoto, Mr. Long, he is a good person, you don't want to be nonsense." β
Miyamoto sneered: "Looking at your anxious appearance, does he weigh more in your heart than me?" β
When I heard Miyamoto say this, my heart couldn't help but beat violently. I'm also anxious to know what kind of person I am in Mieko's heart.
Mieko sighed: "It's different, he's not like you." β
Miyamoto looked arrogant, and snorted coldly: "How is it different, I have to compare with him when I see him for a while, let him see our Japanese karate." β
I heard Miyamoto's unfriendly attitude towards me, and I couldn't help but want to teach him a good lesson.
I was just about to step forward and reason with Miyamoto, when I suddenly saw Mieko take Mieko's hand and invite her into another silver-white private car, and to my dismay, Mieko actually smiled at him, and their intimate appearance made me feel sad and jealous.
Looking at Miyamoto's triumphant villain face, I couldn't get angry. I hate Miyamoto and I hate Mieko even more. I hate why she wants to get acquainted with a scumbag like Miyamoto who speaks ill of people behind his back.
I hated why she was with a sanctimonious bastard like Miyamoto.
After watching her get into Miyamoto's car and drive out, I gritted my teeth and clenched my fists, thinking that when they went to my detective agency, I would have to get revenge.
After watching them drive away, I walked out of the garage and trampled on the bouquet of red roses I had just bought.
Then, with a muffled sigh, I hurried back to the detective office as fast as I could.
When I arrived at the office, the secretary, Tsai*, told me that there were two guests waiting, and of course I knew who they were. However, I was angry at the thought of her intimacy with Miyamoto, and I didn't want to see them again.
It was I who shouted to Secretary Cai: "No, I'm in a bad mood today, and all the customers don't receive me." β
At that time, I was in a negative state of anger, jealousy, and hatred, and my behavior was completely different from usual, and Cai* had never seen me lose such a temper, and for a moment I was so frightened that my face turned pale and retreated again and again.
Cai* was so frightened by me that he scattered all the Wen JiΓ n in his hand to the ground. She closed the door for me and panicked and retreated.
I sat down on the stool with my eyes closed, and the scene of Mieko and Miyamoto holding hands kept coming to mind.
After about five minutes, I heard a sharp knock on the door, and it was very noisy. I stood up angrily, thinking it was Secretary Cai, so I scolded loudly: "Secretary Cai, didn't I say that I won't receive any guests today!" What the hell are you doing! β
But at this moment, a young man's voice came from the other side.
The man kept knocking on the door hard, and roared angrily: "Long Shaoyou, you stinky boy with a false name get out of here, get out of here......"
It was only then that I realized that it was Miyamoto, and I gritted my teeth and opened the door to my office.
As soon as the door opened, I saw Miyamoto and Mieko, who tugged at Miyamoto's sleeve and signaled him not to be impulsive.
Miyamoto listened to Mieko's words very much, and sure enough, he didn't speak anymore.
However, Miyamoto had completely angered me, and I became angry when I saw him and Mieko together. I angrily and out of shape pointed at Miyamoto and scolded: "Miyamoto, didn't you TMD say that you want to teach me a good lesson, you come, you TMD come!" β
When Miyamoto heard me say this, he opened his mouth wide, looked at me blankly, and said, "You...... How do you know my name is Miyamoto? β
At this time, in order to deliberately show my ability, I snorted coldly: "What's so difficult about this, I want to know that your name is like picking up something, what's so strange!" β
How would Miyamoto know that I was eavesdropping in the garage when she and Mieko were talking? He touched the back of his head and stood stupidly outside the door thinking.
Mieko suddenly walked into my office at this time, and she said, "Mr. Long, please don't blame Miyamoto, Miyamoto is just impulsive, in fact, he admires you very much." β
I was already angry and annoyed because Mieko was with a scumbag like Miyamoto, and now Mieko is still saying good things for him in front of me, how can I not be jealous and angry?
To be honest, I am a person with extreme possessiveness and strong jealousy, and when the person I like has an entangled relationship with another man, I will have inexplicable irritability in my heart, and people will become crazy.
At that time, I pointed at Mieko and shouted rudely, "You don't have to explain to me, you left with Miyamoto, this bastard, I don't want to see you again, you let me go." β
Mieko sighed and said, "Mr. Long, why do you have such a big prejudice against Miyamoto?" He was just a little impulsive. Miyamoto and I wanted to come and ask you to help us find our mother. β
I sat on a stool, lit a Cuban cigarette, slammed my hands on the table, and roared, "What's my business, it's you and his mother, not my mother." β
Mieko muttered, "Yes, it's me and his mother, you're so smart, you can't even see this." β
I snorted angrily, "Then you should ask your husband Miyamoto to help you find it, why bother to come to me, an outsider?" β
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