Chapter Seventy-One: The Last Man 2
Rico used a zero serve, and without letting the track touch the ball, she rolled the ball back to the purse seine net.
β0:15γβ Tezuka watched this scene in surprise, she hadn't seen her play Zero Chipping, and she played so well for the first time.
"Zero chipping?" Jibe was surprised, was it Tezuka's trick that taught her?
He stopped and glanced at Tezuka, and he was even more shocked when he found Tezuka's surprise, could it be that she hadn't played a ball?
Rico walked to the side of the seine net, picked up the tennis ball in front of her with a racket, turned around and walked to the backcourt and smiled mysteriously: "The show starts now." β
She served again, and with the posture of Bunchotaro seeking soul, she hit a high-speed serve of 250KM to reach the backcourt, making the traces sweat.
"0:30" Tezuka reported the score on the side.
Rico teased happily: "Why can't you catch the ball?" β
"Did you just take the weight off?" Tezuka looked at her wrists and ankles suspiciously, and found that the weight-bearing bracers had been removed.
"I thought I would surprise you with bracers, but I didn't expect you to find out." Rico grimaced mischievously.
"I won the match from your hands" Jibu's fighting spirit was burned: "I always thought that I could get an average to upper grade in a high school tennis game, and it was the first time that I couldn't catch two balls." β
A fire burned in his eyes.
Seeing this scene, Rico looked at Tezuka with an embarrassed expression: "It's just not good, it actually ignited his fighting spirit." β
Tezuka put on a look that she looked at with her very contempt.
"There's still a tough battle to fight when you go to the company tomorrow, or you'll do it today." Rico's footsteps moved out to run.
Jibu quickly ran to the door of the court and grabbed her, "Don't want to run, accompany me to finish today's game first." β
She secretly looked at Tezuka, trying to hope that he could save her, but unfortunately he had already put on a good look.
"Hmph."
Seeing that the struggle was useless, Rico rolled her eyes and made an ordinary serve, which was caught by the trace, but Rico wanted to end it early and go back to sleep, and soon the score came to 4:4.
The progress of the whole game was completely controlled by Rico, and the trace gradually fell into a passive situation.
Suddenly, Kiribe mimics Akaya Kirihara and makes an irregular serve, which Rico can't dodge, causing the ball to hit the knee straight to the joint. She sat down on the ground in fright.
Rico played the scoundrel and threw away the racket, "No more." β
Tezuka hurriedly ran over to check: "Fortunately, it didn't hurt the bones." β
"Why didn't you fight when I was about to reverse." Traces ran over: "Her bones are fine." β
"It's fine." Tezuka picked her up and put her on a chair on the court: it seemed that she was in a state of cramping pain like me, but she didn't feel it yet.
He stepped forward: "Now the score is 4:4, I'll finish the rest for her." β
Seeing this, "You really want a wheel battle, so I'll save the game with my cousin for the next time." β
In the president's office, the trace department stared at the document and thought of the scene on the court yesterday: what happened to Rico's distressed dodging action yesterday? Does it look like you've been beaten with a tennis ball? I'll have to ask when I get back.
While he was still in a daze, Evan Williams walked in.
"There's a document that needs to be signed." Evan Williams explained what he meant.
"Isn't it already signed? The thing about that report. The trace looked at him in surprise, could it be that he had found something hacked into his computer.
"It's already signed, but the name on it is wrong. It's written in the name of Kazuya Jibe, and now you are in charge of this company, so of course you have to sign your name. He found a place and sat down.
"That's a bad thing." Lying on the back of his chair, he remembered the new financial statement on his computer: "It was discovered like this, but what about the fact that you concealed the transfer of interests and made two financial statements?" That's how you lied to my father every day? β
"Everything I do is done without going against the interests of my boss." Evan Williams lied seriously: "It seems that the person who used my computer yesterday was arranged by you." β
"Hehe, I didn't expect to be in contact twice, you are really suspicious." Traces forced himself to calm down and got up to pour water from the water dispenser in the reception room.
"Then why do you know the two financial statements on my computer?" Evan squinted at the man in front of him.
He walked back, sat down in his office chair, and said leisurely, "Someone sent me a big gift bag yesterday." β
Evan stood up and threatened with a hateful face, "Then can I let the police arrest you?" β
As soon as the words fell, a bodyguard's knife behind him knocked the man unconscious, and the remaining bodyguards took Evan who fell on the bodyguard and tied him up.
He couldn't help but complain: "We're not ready yet, it's dangerous for you to provoke him like this, he obviously stretched out his hand." β
"It's okay, just be subdued by you." Turning the chair he was sitting on turned away from them, he looked out the window, "It looks so comfortable when things are about to end. β
"Hehe, for you, the end of things in Germany is only the first step in solving the 10,000 difficult steps for Rico." One of the bodyguards covered his mouth and laughed, ripping off his disguise to reveal Tezuka's face.
Hearing the voice, he turned around and said in surprise, "Why did you come here disguised as a bodyguard?" β
"Because you go to work every day and leave me at home to read, of course I am very depressed." Tezuka sat on a chair and proudly crossed Jiro's legs.
"By the way, who was Tezuka I saw this morning?"
"Of course it's me in the guise of a bodyguard!" The way Tezuka laughed made him a little unaccustomed.
"You're really more suitable for Iceberg Face."
At this moment, the man tied to the middle of the chair moved, came to his senses, and realized the current situation he was in.
"I'm an expert with an authoritative reputation in cybersecurity and financial security in Germany, so aren't you afraid that the police will arrest you if you tie me up like this?" Evan stared at the two sitting with a fierce look on his face.
"The skin of everyday camouflage has finally taken off." Jibu was in a good mood: "If they knew your true face, would they feel that they had lost their eyes?" β
"Do you kid want to invite the media?" Evan Williamston, who was tied to a chair, shouted excitedly: "The Trace Family has always been extremely cautious and low-key, but I didn't expect there to be a person like you." They will never be soft on the people who discredit the Trace Family, and I am in prison waiting for the news that you have been kicked out of the family. β
"I'm his only son, so it's not so easy for you to get into the situation you said." Jibu looked at him proudly: "But you are a fish now, and I am a sword, do you think the current situation is still suitable for you to show off your martial arts?" β
"You two high school students can't kill me at your age." Evan sarcastically.
"It's impossible to kill, you have to suffer something." Tezuka, who was sitting on the sofa, said solemnly.
Hey~Hey~, is this still the top student I know? The trace department looked at him in disbelief, and sure enough, he had learned badly from Rico.
According to the instructions of the trace department, the bodyguard found a rag from the cubicle in the president's office and gagged the man's mouth. Several people began to gather around and prick their fingers, so that since others could not see the wound, they would make the person suffer a little.
Finally, Evan couldn't take it anymore and made a "ahhhhh
"If you knowβwhat I've done, why do you want me to say something?" Evan looked weak in pain, and he had the strength to say these words.
"What I want to know is, who are you under orders?" Traces slapped the table and shouted.
"Didn't your father know this best? The Treasury Department oversees all the flow of funds, and what I do is done according to your father's instructions. β
"Okay, then I'll change the rhetoric, who is the person who made the Seahorse Group a group of dragons without a leader?" Tezuka looked at his quibbles coldly, thinking that if he heard his father's name again, he would probably come forward and beat that person, so he interjected in a different way.
"My reply just now already answered your words."
"I don't think I can ask." Tracebe slumped back in his chair, "Call the police in." β
"What, did you really call the police?" Evan's pupils dilated, and he was horrified.
"Or you think I'm scaring you?" Jibu stood up and helped him by the shoulder: "Don't forget who got the technical director to prison." β
"The reckless man." Evan remembered that the man had dug up the evidence of his incrimination because he forgot to take off the radio and was discovered by the Trace Department, and felt a chill in his heart: "You are really not simple." β
"As the son of the trace family, where can there be a simple one." Tezuka took a drink from the kettle.
After the German police came in and arrested the person, the bodyguards provided a supplementary bag of evidence for the crime of the economic audit.
The bustling office gradually quieted down.
The trace department called the secretary in from the company's internal phone: "Let's recruit a new financial boss." β
After the secretary replied, "I know", the trace department left the company with the group.
"It's true, the original good organizational structure of the company is also complete, and now I am busy all of a sudden." The secretary sat at his desk and complained.
"Since the police can be dispatched to arrest people, it is on behalf of the young master of the trace department to provide evidence, you hurry up and release the recruitment information, so as not to cause chaos in the work due to job vacancies." Others comforted.
"That's all it can be."