Unable to find Kiko and Elena, Naoto Akiyama and Franky Mir, they have to find another way, and there is no point in continuing to consume here.

"Maybe we should go to my client." Naoto Akiyama said as he rubbed his chin with his hand.

I didn't expect this kid's subconscious actions to be exactly the same as Franky Mir's, which is really surprising.

"Why should we go to your client? Do you think Kiko and Elena will be with your client, or do you think your client knows who the killer is? Franky Mill asked curiously.

"I'm not going to be honest, I just arrived in Sapporo today. Anyway, I should have paid a visit to him, after all, I was interested in this case because my client found me. I think it's absolutely necessary to hear what he wants to tell us, and maybe we'll be able to get some clues from it. Naoto Akiyama said with a blank face, as if he was also hesitating whether he should really do this.

Frankimir really didn't have any idea for a while, he came to Sapporo for only one purpose, that is, to go to the Sextant Inn to find Elena, and now he has been to the Sextant Inn Hotel, but he has not seen Elena at all.

What's more, the proprietress also claimed that Elena actually went to catch some murderer with what Kiko, they are really nosy enough, do they have nothing to do, have they been so idle to the point of being so boring?

The most unexpected thing is that this unmasked Kiko actually knows Naoto Akiyama, and the murderer they are going to hunt down is also the object of Naoto Akiyama's investigation, and God really likes to play tricks on people.

Sapporo Castle is so big, and Frankimir is unfamiliar with life, and his only hope at this moment that he can find Elena is that Naoto Akiyama can find that Kiko. Since Kiko and Elena are together, then Elena can only be found if Kiko is found.

Frankimir knew very well that he had no choice but to follow Naoto Akiyama and try his luck with the client. I hope that Naoto Akiyama can find Kiko smoothly, so that he can successfully find Elena.

Frankimir and Naoto Akiyama immediately set off to find their client, but the client they wanted to see was, after all, an industrial giant worth five billion, Naoto Akiyama thought that he was dressed decently, but Frankimir's dress was really a little difficult to wait for.

If it weren't for Franky Mir's clothes, he wouldn't be a person with status and status at first glance. Then just based on his appearance and temperament, the police in Sapporo would not want to make him a scapegoat.

The Sapporo police did not go back to provoke those who had status and status no matter what, and it was Frank Mire's clothes that made the Sapporo police decide that this kid could not have a backstage, and added that he was not a Sapporo citizen and did not carry identification, which gave it to the Sapporo police. There is no scruple about the opportunity to attack him.

Frankimir dressed like this, not because his life was stretched. It's that he just wants to keep a low profile. Everything about him in Japan is fake, and if it is revealed in public, no one can guarantee that his identity will never be revealed.

Franky Mir's outfit looks like an authentic hillbilly no matter how it looks, and it's a little unbearable to laugh, and he wants to see Ikeda Koichi in this outfit. I'm afraid that before I even walked through the door of his house, I was already blasted out.

The first thing Naoto Akiyama had to do was to help Frank Mire get a decent looking outfit.

Although Frankimir said that there was no need for this, he could not withstand Naoto Akiyama's insistence. In the end, he had to reluctantly agree, anyway, he didn't need to spend money, and besides, Naoto Akiyama was right, this is indeed a world that looks at Mai very much.

Naoto Akiyama had been to Sapporo a few times, and although he was not familiar with the car, he still had some knowledge of the situation, and they soon found a high-end clothing store and took off a ready-made dress from the model.

Hiroichi Ikeda lives in an affluent area northeastern Sapporo, a city within a city that is shrouded in a giant high-speed rail dome that artificially divides the inside of the dome and the outside of the dome into two completely different worlds.

Outside the dome, there are piles of garbage everywhere, the ground is full of sewage, beggars and scavengers can be seen everywhere, and inside the dome, the roads are clean and clean, the layout is orderly, three steps and one post, five steps and one sentry, standing full of security personnel to maintain law and order, and will never let a beggar or scavenger stay in front of them for a moment.

Frankimir wears a black suit with a dark blue shirt and bow tie, a handkerchief in his pocket, platform black leather shoes, and dark blue black woolen socks. It looks clean and neat, his face is cleanly shaved, and his tall and straight figure makes people look like a noble-born person. All in all, Frankie Mill has all the appearances of a well-groomed gentleman. After all, the purpose of their trip was to visit a billionaire man, and no one knew how Ikeda made his fortune, but no one who lived in Sapporo did not know Ikeda's name.

Although Japan has not yet completely emerged from the shadow of World War II, oligarchs still exist in the Japanese class, where there is a strict hierarchy of gates, as in all capitalist countries, and Hiroichi Ikeda is such an industrial oligarchy in Sapporo.

The main entrance to Ikeda's mansion is a two-story hall large enough to drive a herd of Indian elephants, and a special glass painting depicting a monk dressed in traditional Japanese costume rescuing a beautiful woman who has fallen to the ground. The woman's face was slightly sideways, and she didn't wear any clothes on her body, but her hair was very long, and the long hair just covered the woman's originally delicate body, which was really a picture that made people think about it.

Frankimir looked at this picture blankly, as if he had been hooked by the beauty in the painting, Frankimir was always like this, and he was never immune to beautiful women.

"Gao Tianlun, the story behind this painting is much more interesting than this painting." Naoto Akiyama saw Frank Mire's doubts.

"Oh. I would like to hear about it. Franky Mill said with interest.

"This story comes from an old myth and legend in Japan." Naoto Akiyama explained.

"Isn't it another love story that can be sung and cried?" Frankie Mill said disdainfully.

"Indeed, many legends are inseparable from love. But our story today has nothing to do with love. Naoto Akiyama said with a smile.

"Oh, is there a third affection between a man and a woman besides love? I'm really getting more and more interested in this story. Frankie Mill looked at Naoto Akiyama with interest.

"The Great Day is one of the three bodies of Shakyamuni Buddha. It is the body of the Buddha that represents absolute truth. It is the most fundamental Buddha-figure of Esoteric Buddhism, in the Vajra Realm and the Tibetan Realm of the two Esoteric Sects. They are all Dharmakaya, the Dharma Realm itself, and the fundamental Buddha who appears in reality. Naoto Akiyama said.

"I'm sorry, I really haven't studied Buddhism and Buddhist scriptures." Frank Mill said.

"During the shogunate period, there was a scholar who died of illness at the same time because his parents were sick, and he suddenly had mixed feelings, so he cut his hair and became a monk. At that time, in order to worship his parents and save the world from suffering, the monk decided to copy the "Great Day Nyorai Sutra". Transcribe nine times a day. It is said that it is necessary to copy ninety-nine eighty-one days in a row. Naoto Akiyama said.

"Oh, what a dutiful son. But what does this have to do with our story? Frankie Mill wondered.

"The story is just beginning, and as they say, you guess the beginning, but you can't guess the end." Naoto Akiyama said.

"Then you go ahead." Frank Mill said.

"That night, after a few hours, the monk suddenly woke up, and for some unknown reason, he was completely sleepy. So the monk pushed the door open. I came to the corridor of the temple. I don't want to, I saw it as soon as I got out of the room. Seeing a dark shadow appear in front of the hallway, he thought he had been dazzled by the mistake. I couldn't help it, so I stepped forward to find out, and when I got closer, it was actually a woman sitting naked on the ground alone. The monk felt very strange and stepped forward to ask the woman. The woman was silent, and she asked several times in succession, but the woman did not answer him. Naoto Akiyama said.

"Oh, it turns out that this painting is about the monk and the woman." Frankie Mill woke up from a big dream.

"Do you know what happened next?" Naoto Akiyama asked.

"What happened?" Frank Mire asked.

The woman turned her face slowly, and a gust of wind blew her long hair. Through the glow of the night, the lovely face under the long hair actually had no mouth. Naoto Akiyama said slowly.

"What, a beauty without a mouth. That's terrifying, isn't it? Frankimir asked, shocked.

"It was indeed a woman without a mouth, and the monk fell ill after that night, and every night at that time, the woman without a mouth would appear, and then she would disappear after revealing her face to the monk." Naoto Akiyama said.

"It seems that the female ghost has taken a fancy to the monk." Frankie Mill said in a daze.

Later, one day, the abbot of the temple went to visit a seriously ill monk. The monk saw that the master came to visit him in person, so he could no longer hide the secret in his heart, and told the abbot and the old monk all the things. After listening to what the monk said, the old monk was amazed again and again. So the old monk decided to stay with the seriously ill monk that night, wanting to see what kind of ghost it was, and even dared to make a quiet place in Buddhism. Naoto Akiyama said.

"The old monk went to hunt monsters, I once heard that demons were rampant in the shogunate era, why didn't Ampei Qingming go to hunt monsters, he is a famous onmyoji in Japanese history." Frank Mill said.

"Little brother, why are you too much, can you listen to me finish the story." Naoto Akiyama said.

"Okay, I'll just say it." Frank Mill said.

That night, the old monk stayed in a room with the seriously ill monk. Sure enough, after midnight, a woman with long hair really came. The woman showed her face and then vanished. The old monk was puzzled, so he spent time in the room. If the woman is a ghost, then she will definitely harm the monk, but the woman did not do anything harmful, just scary. Later, the old monk saw the scriptures copied by the monk on the book in the room, and suddenly realized that this was the case, and the woman actually came from the scriptures. It turned out that when the monk was copying the scriptures, he wrote the Ruzi of the Great Day as a female character, and the monk wrote less oral characters. That's why there is a woman who has no mouth. The old monk was in the monk's room at that time, and burned all the scriptures that the monk had copied wrongly. Since then, there has been no mouthless woman in the temple. Naoto Akiyama said.

"I really didn't expect that there would be such a story, it's really unbelievable." Frankie Mill sighed endlessly.

"So you can't just look at the surface of a lot of things. And the job of our detectives is to restore the truth of the matter, and often in real life, the truth is sometimes crueler than reality. Just like the woman you see in the painting, if she is really an impeccable beauty, maybe she will write another story with the monk. Naoto Akiyama said.

Frankimir nodded silently in approval.

"I'll see Ikeda later, you'd better listen more and talk less. He's not as amiable as he seems. These so-called big capitalists are just profiteers with a mask of hypocrisy, and they are not much better than the female ghost who only shows half of her face. Naoto Akiyama advised.

"Okay, I'll just stop talking for a while." Frankimir replied.

At this time, Frankimir wondered what kind of person Ikeda would be. Thinking about it, the two of them had already arrived in the center of the hall, where there were several floor-to-ceiling glass windows on the back wall of the hall, and outside the glass windows was an open turquoise lawn, which led to a white garage, and a thin man wearing shiny leather shoes, white gloves on both hands, and a servile face, took the initiative to come over.

"Hello two, I am Mr. Ikeda's butler, and my master has been waiting for me for a long time, so please come with me." The man said politely.

"Thank you, Mr. Chunxia." Autumn Naoto responded politely.

Frankie Mill has scolded in his heart for a long time I don't know how many times, what bullshit Ikeda Hongichi, the shelf is not small, and it is a mansion compound, and it is a housekeeper servant. If such a person were to be placed in their Soviets, Frankmir reckoned that he would be imprisoned for life in the Gulag if he either ate a gun, and where would it be his turn to be here to be powerful. (To be continued.) )