This old and dilapidated villa is said to have been built in the Meiji period. The villa's original owner was a native British, and it was not until the Anglo-Japanese alliance finally broke down due to American intervention that the villa became the property of the Sapporo government.

Since then, due to the remote location of the villa, the Sapporo government has auctioned the villa at a very low price. However, in the end, because of its remote location, the villa changed hands again and again, and finally fell into the hands of the current owner.

Today's villa owner is said to be a third-rate star, and she is also a well-known celebrity in many salons and nightclubs.

Today's Liufen Inn, which is the private club of this celebrity, is closed during the day and is full of people at night.

This remote and lonely villa, once it is midnight, is brilliantly lit and lively, no less than the bustling and noisy commercial center.

Only at midnight will this villa be full of vitality and vitality, and all the scum and ruffians will gather here.

Naoto Akiyama has not been here a lot, and slowly when there is no progress in the case he receives, or it may be related to Sapporo, he will run to the Sextantom Hall to inquire about the news, this place can be a lot of know-it-alls, often able to bring him unexpected news, of course, the vast majority of the news, all made up nonsense, but even these made up nonsense, often can give Akiyama Naoto a lot of inspiration and inspiration.

The carriage stopped in front of the Sextant Hall, and it was still far from dark, and it looked like an empty haunted house.

Naoto Akiyama paid for the car and thanked the driver, then urged Franky Mill to get out of the car quickly.

In fact, Franky Mill is even more anxious than Naoto Akiyama. He couldn't wait to ask Elena why she had come to such a place.

This place is terrible. As far as the eye can see, it can be said that it is a mess, and there are dilapidated scenes everywhere.

However, here is dilapidated. It looks very weird, as if it has been carefully sculpted, and it seems to be careless, but there is a sense of orderly intention.

In short, this deliberate barrenness makes people feel extraordinarily blunt, and it is by no means a natural handiwork.

In front of the villa is a quaint fountain in which sits a majestic bronze lion, and seven monstrous copper pythons are entwined beneath the lion.

Murky water squirted out of the python's mouth and fell into the mouths of seven lifelike stone toads in the pool.

Under the ripple of sparkling sewage. These seven blue-black stone-carved toads are vivid as if they have gained the spirituality of life, and the sewage and toads are equally dirty.

The villa gate was closed and no one was seen around and no sound was heard.

There are no birds, no cicadas, everything seems to be asleep, or already. Utter death.

The doors of the villa are unpretentious, and they are very different from the noisy and gorgeous devils carved into the walls.

The gilded door lock is unusually ornate, and it is also carved with the sextant suddenness. This is obviously the mark of the Sextant.

"Should we knock on the door?" Franky Mill asked.

"Don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry, I've heard footsteps. Someone will come out soon. Naoto Akiyama said.

It was only then that Frank Mire noticed that footsteps were indeed heard in the room. It seems that this Naoto Akiyama has a very sharp insight.

The footsteps quickly disappeared in front of the door, followed by the door being opened. The sound of metal rubbing.

A graceful and beautiful woman, twisting her bee waist and hips that make every man salivate, shaking her fat and plump tits bigger than ordinary people's heads, staggered out of the villa.

The woman was blonde, but she was an Oriental woman, with a large mouth, large eyes, a high nose, and a face as red as a slanted sunset.

She is quite tall, her neck is also very long, and the most charming thing is the pair of slender legs with gurgling water, which undoubtedly makes her a spring breeze blowing in late autumn.

The woman is lined with a black leno skirt, and it can be seen that it is a fine product, but unfortunately the fly in the ointment is that this black leno skirt has never been changed since it was worn on this woman, and it looks dirty and I am afraid that I have some thoughts.

The black saro skirt was wrapped in crimson velvet, and she wore a white fox tail top hat on her head, which made the Franchimi people think that this was a woman from the Mongolian steppe.

Seeing Naoto Yamato and Franky Mill standing outside the door, the woman's originally elated expression instantly became cloudy, and she wanted to turn around and return to the villa immediately.

Akiyama strode forward, grabbing the woman firmly before she could close the door, preventing the woman from closing it.

"Oh! This is not hospitality, don't you remember me, hostess? Naoto Akiyama asked with a smile on his face.

"You calamity, who doesn't know you, I don't have anyone to look for here, you better go elsewhere, you have to run here a few more times, I'm afraid my business won't be able to do." The woman scolded and yelled.

Frank Mill understood it, it turned out that this woman was the owner of the Sixth, and it happened that Elena asked him to come here to find her, since the proprietress was also here, why not ask first.

"Do you know where Elena bought it?" Franky Mill asked.

"Elena? You mean the German woman, how would I know where he was, and I'm not a roundworm in her stomach. The proprietress said angrily.

"But she told me she lived here!" Frankie Mill wondered why she had allowed herself to come here to find him if he wasn't here.

"No one will live here forever but me, this is my home, my private property, not the home of the German woman of that day." The proprietress said.

"I advise you to have a better attitude, he is my friend, we are here today to find his friend, if you refuse to cooperate, I will break your nose." Naoto Akiyama said unceremoniously.

"Nope! Wait, you can't punch me in the nose, let alone in the face. I just took on the next play, which I co-produced with the Americans. Than can't ruin my stardom career. ”

Before the proprietress could speak, Naoto Akiyama headed towards the proprietress in the stomach. It was a punch, and she didn't pity the jade at all, and the painful proprietress immediately fell to her knees.

Frankie Mill looked at Naoto Akiyama in disbelief, he didn't expect this polite boy to be so ruthless to a woman.

"Okay, don't pretend to be garlic for me, if you don't want to suffer, it's better to answer our questions truthfully." Naoto Akiyama said unceremoniously.

"Oh, you can't blame me. Each of us persuaded her that it was best for her not to meddle in Sapporo, but she just didn't listen to us, she had to find some murderer, and what could we do, it was all the fault of the little rotten hooves who killed that day, I could have let her return to Tengda, but she had to be a detective, and there was no way for people to do it. The proprietress rubbed her stomach and said.

Frankie Mire and Naoto Akiyama. They looked at each other, they didn't seem to understand what the proprietress was saying.

Suddenly, Naoto Akiyama came to his senses, and he seemed to understand what the proprietress was talking about. Immediately opened his mouth and asked the proprietress, "Are you talking about Kiko?" ”

"Who else but her?" The proprietress asked through gritted teeth.

"Damn! Where did she go? Naoto Akiyama asked.

Eighteen-chome, of course, she said she had found a clue to the murderer, so she went with the German woman. rushed towards the eighteen-chome together, they were really two out-and-out madmen. It's too late for others to hide, but they want to send it to the door themselves......"

"Damn! Why didn't you say it earlier. Come on, let's get to 18-chome. Naoto Akiyama interrupted the proprietress and shouted.

Before Naoto Akiyama could finish speaking, he immediately jumped down the steps of the villa, trying to chase back the two-wheeled carriage that had just left.

This scene made Frank Mire look incredulous, and he asked the proprietress in confusion, "What's going on?" Who is Kiko? ”

"All of them are bastards, I don't want to take care of your business, get out of here! I don't want to see you again! The proprietress slammed the door shut.

Frankimir was taken aback, so he had to immediately turn back and hurry to chase Naoto Akiyama, and based on what the proprietress had just said, Elena should be with the person named Kiko, and the person named Kiko seemed to know Naoto Akiyama, which was really incredible.

When Frankie Mill caught up with Naoto Akiyama, the people of Akiyama also caught up with the two-wheeled carriage.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, tell me, what the hell is going on?" Franky Mill grabbed Naoto Akiyama's arm and asked, if Naoto Akiyama didn't explain it to him clearly, he would only get more and more confused.

"I think if I'm not mistaken, your friend should be with my friend." Naoto Akiyama said.

"What the hell is going on, and who is that Kiko you are talking about?" Frankie Mill looked at Naoto Akiyama with a puzzled expression.

"It's a long story, I can only tell you a rough story, otherwise I won't be able to explain it clearly tomorrow morning."

"Alright, don't go around in circles here!"

"Kiko is a young street girl, and now she is only seventeen years old, and she works at the Six Centrants. I had met her a few times, and had given her a pen, and she was a very restless girl, always dreaming of becoming a detective like Sherlock Holmes, and I had told her more than once that it was nothing more than an unrealistic fantasy, but she never took my advice seriously, and seemed to be as crazy as she was. ”

"I want to be a street girl who wants to be a detective, this is really a strange story for the ages!" Frankie Mill couldn't help but pout.

"yes, who's to say it's not? This case is extraordinary, they should not be involved, the murderer is likely to be extremely murderous, they are killing themselves, they are really not knowing the height of the sky. Naoto Akiyama shook his head desperately.

"You're saying they're looking for the murderer!" Frankie Mill suddenly realized.

"That's probably what happened, I hope they didn't find the killer."

"That's how you want them to fail?"

"If they do find the murderer, it will be a dead end."

"What you say seems to make a lot of sense."

"If you don't leave, I'll go." At this time, the driver of the car shouted at Naoto Akiyama and Frankimir.

"Let's go, of course, let's go!" Naoto Akiyama pushed Frankimir into the carriage with a tud.

The two-wheeled carriage followed the road from which it had come, and headed for the 18-chome again.

On the way back to the 18-chome, Frankimir always had a problem that he didn't understand, that is, the young and beautiful policewoman he met when he was in the 18-chome.

The police in Sapporo kept saying that there was no policewoman in 18-chome, but he did meet a policewoman, and now he was going back to 18-chome, and Frankimir decided to go back and see if the policewoman was still there, so as to figure out what was going on.

About half an hour later, Naoto Akiyama and Frank Mire returned to the 18-chome where they had left, where there were still many police officers and traffic was strictly controlled.

As soon as Frankimir got off the train, he hurried towards the conductor, but he was disappointed that he had not been able to see the policewoman, and that he would never be able to find out the answer.

Akiyama didn't know which tendon was wrong with Franky Mill, and how he ran around as soon as he reached the eighteenth chome, as if he had lost his soul.

"Where are you going?" Naoto Akiyama asked.

"I don't know, do you know we're catching up with that?" Frankie Mill shook his head.

"Let's go to the other side of the sewage river, maybe we can find those two silly girls there."

"I agree with that, but I can guarantee that the police in Sapporo won't arrest me or you back to the police station, right?"

"I don't think there's such a possibility, if you come, you will be safe, or let's go and see."

The two of them hurried towards the sewage river, which was already crowded with people, and the blocked water could not be drained, and it was not easy for Naoto Akiyama and Frankimir to squeeze in.

They searched back and forth in the crowd, but they didn't see any trace of Kiko, and they didn't see Elena's figure, where the hell did these two guys go.

The two of them kept looking for the sunset and dusk, but they never found the person they were looking for, and the crowd of onlookers couldn't see the reason, and gradually they all slowly dispersed.

The Sapporo police, who are in charge of guarding and investigating, have also returned to the police station after a day's work, and each day's work here is just a formality for them.

Naoto Akiyama and Frankimir end up with nothing, and if they want to find Kiko and Elena, they have to think of something else.

Naoto Akiyama remembers that the proprietress once said that Kiko claimed that he had found a clue about the murderer, and maybe Kiko and Elena had already gone to find the murderer themselves.

Kiko lives in Sapporo, and is still in the Rokukukan Hotel, a place where dragons and snakes are mixed, and she must have heard a lot of different news, so she deduced that he thought he was the most likely murderer, and the murderer she thought was probably not at all, and if that was the case, then there was no need to worry about her, and she would be back on her own in a few days.

But if Kiko and they did find the real murderer, then the problem would become quite serious, because if they did find the murderer, the murderer would definitely not be able to let them go, and now they must find the murderer before they can ensure the safety of Kiko and them. (To be continued.) )