On the streets at night.

"Hey, little girl, are you free tonight?"

A salty and wet man walked over from the side of the road and accosted Midong, "10,000 yen once!" ”

Midong turned slightly to one side, easily dodged his groping hand, and headed straight for her destination.

Behind is the grumbling voice of a stingy salty wet man.

Meidong then glanced at her watch, took out her mobile phone and looked at it, and immediately quickened her pace, and she was familiar with it all the way, obviously not the first time she came over.

The Higashi-Shinjuku Police Station is not far from Kabukicho, and Mito walked even faster, and after only a while, she came to the world-famous Ichiban Street Junction. The city's reputation as a city that never sleeps is created by these streets and Ginza and other places, and although it is late, the streets are still full of tourists looking for fun.

"Sato, we're really following suit."

The two policemen walked all the way to this point, and Tsuburaya exclaimed: "This girl really has the possibility of selling sex without permission, although we are also a bit of a sideline, but as long as we hold it, we will definitely be able to force her to comply!" In that case, you'll have to cooperate with whatever you want! ”

"Maybe......"

Sato was noncommittal, just looked deeply at the girl's distant figure.

At a distance of only two hundred meters, three drunks tried to strike up a conversation with her, and two pimps approached. But seeing that Mito Aoyama copes with it easily and throws them all away easily, it's really not something that any little girl can do.

"But what a pity."

Tsuburaya rubbed his hands, the weather was very cold, he didn't wear much, even if he hiking for a long day at this time, he couldn't warm himself much: "This girl is obviously very beautiful, why don't you always do something serious?" A girl like her, if she is willing to learn to dance, or apply to be an artist, she must be better than now, right? THE CUSTOM LADY OF THE LESBIAN SHOP OR SOMETHING, DID SHE THINK IT WAS COSPLYA OF THE MAID CAFÉ? ”

"Tsuburaya, you've talked a little too much tonight."

Sato followed slowly, as Mito Aoyama's pace slowed down. There were people selling octopus balls on the street, and she didn't forget to play with her phone while waiting in line, although she didn't delay much time in total.

"Maybe she's innocent, of course, maybe not."

"If you hang out in Kabukicho every night," he says, "...... Whatever the reason, as long as she is indeed a regular visitor here, the probability of stumbling into a murder scene is high. So Tsuburaya, this girl is right, we should check from the deceased himself to see if he had a holiday with the local gang. ”

After a while, Mito Aoyama began to act again, and after eating the octopus balls, her pace of walking was fast again, but the specific goal was still a mystery. As if she knew someone was going to follow her, she took three steps and stopped two steps, and even deliberately accosted the Spring Seeker to get rid of the tracker's pursuit of the target.

But this is also Sato's wishful thinking, maybe she is negotiating the price with her prostitutes? Maybe she's staring at whose wallet is exposed, so that she can steal it for a while? Anything goes, after all, Kabukicho isn't Ginza, it's also a destination for tourists and well-known destinations from all over the world, and the theme here is clear.

Sato just followed all the way, watching Mito Aoyama chatter with the fourth pimp, and shook off the fifth old man who wanted to talk. This damn woman, Sato scolded in his heart, is she really just a woman who specializes in rolling sheets with lace, how can it feel like a gang sister?

Because Sato sees it clearly, it's just a matter of accosting an old man, and those pimps are very polite to her.

If you are a little custom girl, you can chat casually with those pimps who look weak chickens but actually have strong backgrounds in Kabukicho, where gang members are everywhere...... Then this world is too scary, right!?

"Hmph, it's really terrifying, China's Long Aotian, American veterans, Japanese high school students, everywhere, and all of them are wonders that can destroy the world, poor Earth Jun can survive until now......"

"Sato? What are you muttering? ”

“…… It's okay, keep keeping up! ”

Criminal policeman Sato had a black face, tugged at his colleague's suit, and walked in stride.

At the same time, Mito Aoyama is on her way, as she has been doing all along.

Feeling that the time was almost up, she quickly crossed three small intersections on the main road, turned to the right, turned into a laneway, and walked another fifty meters, and soon reached the target location.

The love hotel "Elusa", a three-storey resting place, is located in the back half of a complex, across the street from a high-end hotel, at an intersection.

Its exterior decoration is very good, with pink neon lights exuding an ambiguous atmosphere, and the alleyways are silent, giving residents perfect privacy.

Without hesitation, Midong pushed the door open and walked in.

Immediately after, two tail-tailed men followed with a snort, staring at Midong and walking in. Tsuburaya was tired enough, and Sato's face was very ugly.

The hotel was brightly lit and the front desk was empty, except for the proprietress who was looking down at a magazine. Seeing someone coming in, she looked up, then got up and smiled: "Oh, this isn't Qingshan Sang, it's ...... today."

"It's still the same old place, right?"

"Ah, yes, it's ......"

"Thank you then."

Mi Dong stepped up the stairs in two. She just has a pair of long legs, long pants and easy to move, she walks slowly, and she is imposing when she rises up the building.

The target location is in room 405, and every time Meidong comes here, she will book the same room, and she doesn't need to talk to the front desk at all.

The key point is that she is not the one who pays.

The nature of the hostel is obvious, so the décor style is also very targeted. The soft carpet in purple tones, and the completely attractive wall colors are also ambiguous, but there is a princess style. In the corridor on the fourth floor, you can't hear any sound quietly, the temperature is excellent, and the store also doesn't know the perfume in the corridor.

The door of Room 405 was open with a reserved gap, and Midon pushed it open without thinking.

Inside the room, as usual, there is a pink theme, the heart-shaped bed is brightly made, the roof chandelier is also quite delicate, the air smells of warm incense, and the indoor temperature is also very warm.

Midong entered the house and closed the door, and put the handbag on the table without hurrying. In the floor-to-ceiling mirror on the side, the beauty in the long-legged and long skirt is bewitching, with a charming temperament, and she is not ordinary sexy.

But seeing that the bed was empty, she smiled calmly: "Which guest ordered it?" If she doesn't show up again, the little woman will have to leave~"

As soon as her voice fell, the bathroom door opened, and a string of silver bells of laughter rang out.