"Alright, bring the body and the evidence back to the police station. Takagi, find out the details of the cleaner again, and then issue an arrest warrant. Miwako Sato clapped her hands, drawing everyone's attention, leaving a few people who copied the surveillance, and then led everyone out of the living room.

After that, Miwako Sato led people to ask more than a dozen people who had been to the toilet, and after writing down the transcript, there was almost no guest present at this case.

So Akira Shinhara calmly said goodbye to Sato and the others, planning to take Nanfeng's car home, and looked around before leaving.

I saw the police officer who was carrying his handkerchief in the evidence bag before, and at this time he and another police officer were cleaning up Chizo Ogura's body.

Akira Shinhara's eyes skimmed him slightly, nodded goodbye to Maori Kogoro and his party, and walked out of the Rice Flower Hotel with Nanfeng, only to find that there was a very positive Tanaka product behind him.

"What are you following me for? Don't go home? Akira Shinhara looked at Tanaka Pinyong with some puzzlement, and then looked at the back of his hand a few times, which seemed to be a little unbearable.

"It's rare to meet Mr. Shinhara, so naturally I want to have more interviews, do you have time to do a one-man interview?" Tanaka asked enthusiastically, his eyes full of anticipation.

"I'm sorry, I'm going home." Shinhara Akira pushed away Tanaka Pinyong, who stepped forward to block the road, with a cold attitude and a sense of expellation, and left with Nanfeng without looking back.

"I'd like to ask Mr. Shinhara a question." Tanaka Pinyong chased after him again, looked into Akira Shinhara's eyes, and asked with some force, "Mr. Shinhara, do you know gifter?" ”

"What?" Akira Shinhara's patience was about to run out, and he looked down at the back of his red hand again, and his attitude was even worse, and he looked at Tanaka Pinyong with a look like he was looking at a neuropathy.

Is it coming out now? The forum system's somewhat surprised voice made Shinhara Ming distracted for a moment, but he quickly gathered his thoughts again, and his heart was still calm, and even the speed of his heartbeat did not change, as if he didn't hear the system's sound.

"Does Mr. Shinhara really not know? Someone with special abilities! Tanaka looked at Akira Shinhara with an urgent look in his eyes and asked again.

"Uh...... Are you all like this in your industry? What are the gods babbling? Akira Shinhara took a deep breath, maintained his good cultivation, pursed his lips and looked at Tanaka Pinyong, his eyes revealing a trace of impatience and sympathy.

"Don't shy away from medical treatment, if you are stressed, you should go to the psychiatric department." Akira Shinhara looked at Tanaka Pinyong with sincerity, "And you seem to be from the entertainment sector, not from the fantasy sector, let's go and have a look." ”

Akira Shinhara shook his head, patted Tanaka Pinyong on the shoulder to comfort him, bypassed him and walked away with the south wind, his mood was still peaceful, and there was no change.

Tanaka Pina looked directly at Akira Shinhara's back, closed his eyes and felt something carefully, and finally opened his eyes and took out a delicate, golden-black handbook from his arms.

Opening the ledger, Tanaka Pin, with a pen, crossed out the name of Akira Shinhara on it, and looked at the names of the remaining people, his eyes were deep.

Here Shinhara Akira seems to be in a bad mood because of Tanaka's mixing, and his expression is full of "don't disturb the living" along the way, and Nanfeng doesn't dare to disturb the tempered Shinhara Akira, so he obediently asked the driver to send him home.

"I'm sorry for you." Akira Shinhara saw that the destination sushi restaurant had arrived, opened the door and got out of the car, and thanked Nanfeng.

"Oh, by the way, Mr. Shinhara, remember to be free next Wednesday, it's your book launch, remember to go!" Nanfeng rolled down the window and added to Akira Shinhara.

"Where?" Xinyuan Ming paused for a moment, and looked at Nanfeng with some dissatisfaction, thinking that he was making his own opinion, "There was no such link before. ”

"This is what the society wants. Right in Shiba Park, Minato-ku, Tokyo, you can see Tokyo Tower, a landmark building in Tokyo! Nanfeng took out his phone and rummaged through the records and replied.

"Shiba Park? Are you sure? Akira Shinhara narrowed his eyes, as if he was a little puzzled.

"That's right, after all, Mr. Shinhara, your audience is mainly young people." Nanfeng nodded affirmatively.

Akira Shinhara nodded in memory and waved his hand at the south wind, waiting for his car to drive out before heading to his home.

Tonight's return trip was unexpectedly smooth, and there were no flowerpots that fell, and Shinhara Akira looked upstairs with some discomfort, and found that there were no flower pots on the balcony of the household.

Crossing the lonely road, turning to the house where he lived, and going up to the second floor, Akira Shinhara skillfully checked the traces on the door, and there was no sign of intrusion and passivity.

Shinhara Ming opened the door with satisfaction, turned on the lights in the living room, revealing the warm and sunny living room with the decoration, the wallpaper is a beige warm color, and the shoe cabinet and sofa are all matching light orange, revealing a bit of liveliness.

In the center of the living room, under the large white rectangular coffee table, there is a beige cushion with a snow-white dog catching butterflies, and on both sides of the TV in front of it are 50cm high vases, in which several osmanthus and evergreen flowers are planted.

On the far left is the balcony where clothes are dried, with floor-to-ceiling curtains on both sides, some unwanted cardboard boxes piled up in the corner, and a hanger in the center with some clothes hanging.

Walk to the right through a long row of wine cabinets, inside is the dining room, with a white dining table and a few beige leather-cushioned chairs, a vase with a few flowers on the table, and a refrigerator next to it.

Anyone who comes in and looks at it will feel that the owner of this house is a young man who loves life and has some style.

Akira Shinhara turned on the bright flower-shaped chandelier in the living room, checked the room again, and after confirming that there was no problem, he sat down on the pale orange sofa a little tiredly, and took out a black memory card from his trouser pocket.

This was handed to him by Chizo Ogura when he pretended to be scared and grabbed his hand.

It contains the research data of the failed drug A.

And just in case, Akira Shinhara deliberately brought a bad memory card, and this card left Ogura's fingerprints when Chizo Ogura touched him, and put it back in Ogura's jacket pocket when he checked Chizo Ogura's death.

Presumably it has fallen into the hands of Belmode.

It's just that she didn't get anything other than detecting Chizo Ogura and her own fingerprints on that card.

And the handkerchief that she deliberately asked to take away will not leave any information on it.

Akira Shinhara admired the memory card under the light, and he didn't know what magic it was, but Rum also cared about the information in it.

"Buzz!" The unique button when the mobile phone comes in from the prompt sounds, and Akira Shinhara takes out the phone from his trouser pocket and sees the task message on it.

"Next Wednesday, put the bomb on the Tokyo Tower, Boz. - Gin. ”