"Don't, don't come in, get out."

Taro Moriya made a hoarse voice in his throat, which frightened Mrs. Moriya, who was about to enter the study.

Bai Chuan looked at the ugly old man who was kneeling on the ground, and said indifferently,

"Hand over the ledger, I won't kill you."

I can't guarantee the rest.

Shirakawa added in his heart.

Taro Moriya cried and shook his head, "Please convey to Mr. Kijiu on my behalf, I really didn't have a backup ledger, it was all framed by the villain Yoshimitsu Takezawa, and he framed me." ”

"Since you treat Mr. Kiku and I as fools, then there is no way, you and your wife, well, and the child in your wife's womb, let's die together."

"What?"

Taro Moriya asked in surprise.

"Didn't you notice that your wife was pregnant?"

Shirakawa asked.

Although, when Shirakawa learned the news that forty-year-old Mrs. Moriya was pregnant, he was also surprised.

I didn't expect that the identification technique could also be used as a diagnostic technique, but unfortunately the child conceived by Mrs. Moriya was not Taro Moritani's, and this old man who liked to swap wives didn't know that his wife had been secretly with the male bodyguard behind his back for more than two years.

Taro Moriya suddenly had a glimmer of hope, and although he was fifty years old and looked old, he was still confident in his abilities.

He originally thought that his baby son had lost hope in his life after his death, but now he was overjoyed to think that his wife was pregnant again.

For the sake of the child, Taro Moriya's courage has also become bigger again.

He slowly got up from the ground, staring at Shirakawa with cloudy eyes,

"It's you who take me for a fool, thinking that I will easily hand over the account book, this kind of life-saving thing, if I hand it over, it will immediately become Takesawa Yoshimitsu, tell Kikuo Jin, I want a fair negotiation!"

"Oh?"

Shirakawa looked at him suspiciously.

"If the ledger is open, it will be detrimental to the people in the committee, even if he doesn't want to keep his job, he has to consider those three, right?"

Shirakawa bowed slightly.

Taro Moriya sneered, "Let him come to see me himself, I want him to apologize to me personally." ”

Shirakawa thought that Taro Moritani would be more restrained when he knew that his wife was pregnant, but he didn't expect him to be even more presumptuous.

The character of a person is really hard to guess.

…

10 minutes later, Taro Moriya obediently handed over the ledger to Shirakawa,

"There's only this one, and I've really only kept this one."

"Well, don't tell anyone about it."

"Okay, I won't say it, please be sure to find out the real murderer of my son."

"Hmm."

Shirakawa bowed his head and put the ledger in his backpack.

Having this evidence in hand can not only confirm the authenticity of the list, but also serve as the final evidence for the overthrow of the Welfare Institute Committee.

Of course, since the ledger is more than 20 years old, and whether it is a handwritten record, the magistrate will still ask for authenticity, and it will not work to verify the authenticity of the ledger and transfer money from the bank.

Because bank transfer records will only be kept for about 5 years, to 15 years, 28 years, it has seriously exceeded the limit.

There is no record at the bank.

The only way is that there is a high probability that some of the victims recorded in it are still alive.

And the victim matches the list provided by Yoshimitsu Takezawa, which is also part of the testimony.

It's a pity that the list he provided, the police have not found the survivors yet, and it is likely to be related to the Minister of Kikuyujin above, and the Maori police officer must have the eyes and ears of Kikuyujin, who may have deliberately concealed clues in this regard.

Of course, it is not excluded that the victims on the list have been uprooted in the past.

In fact, the best way is to leave the fifty-year-old man with a bad personality Taro Moriya as a tainted witness, he is a witness to everything back then, but unfortunately, Shirakawa really can't get used to him and doesn't want to protect him.

If Minister Kikuo Jin wanted to kill him, Shirakawa would not stop him at all, and would even add fuel to the fire.

After confirming that Taro Moritani would not hand over the ledger to Minister Shin Kikuyu, Shirakawa left Taro Moritani's villa and received a text message from Section Chief Matsuyama.

But there is a time limit for instigation, and there is no guarantee that his current thoughts are like this, and his future thoughts will always be so.

According to the test done by Shirakawa, it can last for about a month at most, and it can only last for a day, that is, 24 hours.

Therefore, the safest way for the unstable Taro Moritani is to go to God.

[Kuraki-kun, Minister Kihisa wants to see you tomorrow, 9 o'clock in the morning, Metropolitan Police Department Cafe.] ]

Are you going to meet yourself so soon?

No, I've already seen it once today, so he's probably still not at ease, right?

Shirakawa knew that the reason why Minister Kikuo Jin wanted to see him was just to test himself, and it was a good opportunity to give Taro Moriya a ride.

Shirakawa replied to Section Chief Matsuyama.

[Okay, I'll be on time.] ]

Section Chief Matsuyama sent a message again,

[Don't be nervous, maybe just ask about the recent progress of this case, young man, you have a bright future.] ]

Mr. Matsuyama seems to have meant that Minister Kikuo Shin would appreciate Shirakawa for this.

Shirakawa can only sigh, Section Chief, you don't know anything about the truth.

[Thank you, section manager, I'll behave well.] ]

At this time, it is a virtue to reflect the humility of the younger generations and the recognition of the leader.

Section Chief Matsuyama put away his phone with satisfaction and watched a soap opera with his wife.

Shirakawa returned to Ruxia Apartment 102.

Flipping through the pages of the ledger, there is a cloud of anger in his chest like a spark that burns all the time, becoming more and more vigorous.

I can't imagine that the evil of human beings can reach such a point, and the youngest victims recorded in the ledger are only four or five years old, which is the most innocent age, the age when they should go to kindergarten hand in hand and play on the slide, but they are subjected to inhuman abuse.

Because his house was not safe enough, Shirakawa walked to room 101 next door, took out the spare key, and opened the door.

The spare key that Mrs. Suzume had given herself before finally came in handy.

Even though Mrs. Suzume hadn't been back for a long time on a business trip, the apartment was still as clean as new, spotlessly clean, as if a maid had come to clean it every day.

Maybe someone really came to clean it.

So things need to be hidden in a place where the maid can't clean them either.

Shirakawa walked to Mrs. Suzume's cloakroom and found the ladies' closet.

Mrs. Suzume hates that people touch her underwear, not even the male and female maids, so it's absolutely safe here.

Shirakawa hid the ledger under neatly folded pants, which came in a variety of styles, including translucent, lace, T-shaped, and band-aid-shaped.

Every Shirakawa was seen passing through by his wife, and she was a woman who had high aspirations in that area.

Shirakawa couldn't help but miss Mrs. Suzume a little, and didn't know how long it would take for her to return.

Of course, it's not her soul that is missing, it's her body.

They are such a simple relationship.

Shirakawa tidied up the cupboard, exited the cloakroom, left Mrs. Suzume's apartment, locked the door, and returned to his residence.

If it weren't for the fact that he was always getting into the tricks, Shirakawa wouldn't have been so insecure and put the most important clues next door.

In fact, Qianxue Yayi's house will most likely be safe now.

But Shirakawa didn't want Mei Yi to see the unsightly content in the account book, which would pollute the pure and kind Mei Yi.

As soon as he returned to his room, Shirakawa heard the doorbell ringing.

At this point in time, is it Mei Yi?

Shirakawa thought so, and through the cat's eye, he saw Miss Kyoko with an expressionless face.

She was wearing a black and white maid suit, which was the most conservative one that Shirakawa had chosen for her before, and despite being conservative, she still outlined her graceful curves, especially her magnificent mind.

Shirakawa exhaled a breath of turbid air and sighed helplessly,

"If the mountain doesn't come, will I just walk over?"

He came to the door and opened it.

Miss Kyoko looked at Shirakawa calmly with a pair of blue eyes, and said in words without any emotion,

"You didn't come to the café."

"I'm sorry, Kyoko-san, I was busy forgetting."

Miss Kyoko Xingqing did not have the ability to see through the lie, she bowed her head slightly, and naturally walked into Shirakawa's house, took off her shoes, and did not wear indoor shoes, and her feet wrapped in white stockings stepped directly on the wooden floor, without making any sound, as quiet as herself.

Shirakawa could only choose to close the door, lest this scene be seen by someone who cares about it, mistakenly thinking that he had hired a maid to come to the door for special services.

Blonde, blue-eyed, expressionless, tall, with a queenly temperament but wearing a conservative maid's dress, Miss Kyoko continued to walk forward, this time she did not fall flat and walked to the sofa steadily, but she did not sit down, but looked back at Shirakawa.

In her eyes, Shirakawa obediently walked over, sat on the sofa, and patted the position next to her,

"Sit down, Miss Kyoko, you're welcome, if you want something to drink, I'll prepare it for you."

Whether it's black tea, hand-ground coffee, or plain water, you name it.

Shirakawa added inwardly.

Miss Kyoko took out the new manual of the maid café from her satchel without any expression and handed it to Shirakawa,

"New project, do you want to experience it?"

It's because of this, it's an unexpected persistence.

With this dedication, what can't you do? Why do you want to be a maid? Of course, a maid is also a profession worthy of praise.

Shirakawa sneered, and took the café's manual with a gentle face.

The arrival of Miss Kyoko relieved his suppressed emotions.

It was like a breeze that blew through the mass graves.

This made Shirakawa unbearable to drive her away.

The first few pages of the manual are fairly normal, and the more you flip through them, the more you get up.

These include whipping the maid once, having the maid kneel in front of her master with a cat's tail and learn how to meow, and even eating ice cream.

Because the law of the island country does not prohibit the trade of ice cream, this peach-colored service has become the signature of many custom shops.

Can't you think that the maid café is also going to start to degenerate?

The introductory page says that even if the master pays, the maid can refuse.

So it's not a forced service, it's like an experience of opening a blind box.

If the master pays and the maid also likes the master, the service will be carried out.

The vast majority of owners will probably become wronged.

After seeing the introduction, Shirakawa retracted the idea that the maid café was also going to start depraving, and instead thought that the café was going to start harvesting leeks as well.

Although the number of visits is small, according to Shirakawa's observations, there are many otaku who like to go to this maid café, and they should be old fans who will go there often, and they have developed enough loyalty.

Now launching this kind of project will definitely be very popular and harvest a whole lot of leeks.

Shirakawa looked at Kyoko suspiciously, she didn't want to let herself order this project, right?

Although I am financially well-off now, I don't like to buy blind boxes.

"Do you want to experience them all once?"

Miss Kyoko's cold voice brushed in her ears, like a summer sea breeze.

Any man, faced with such a stunning maid, probably can't help but say that I want to give it a try.

"Why me?"

Shirakawa asked.

Miss Kyoko said lightly, "Kuraki-kun is special. ”

"Miss Kyoko, I've actually changed a lot, haven't you noticed?"

Shirakawa asked.

Miss Kyoko bowed her head, "So what?" ”

Shirakawa didn't want Miss Kyoko to treat him as the original body and transfer that feeling of longing to herself, so she said neatly,

"I don't like Kyoko anymore, I prefer instant to hand-ground coffee, because it's convenient and fast, I'm no longer addicted to games, anime, or writing, I like detectives, I like wealth, I like to pursue the adult world."

Miss Kyoko nodded, her eyes full of nonchalance, "So what?" Kuraki-kun wanted to say something. ”

"If you're looking for the boy who chased you for three months and ended up spending the night with you, I'm sorry, I'm not."

Shirakawa said.

Miss Kyoko still didn't have any expression, and she took out props such as cat tails, cat ears, small leather whips, and ultra-short maid clothes from her bag one after another.

"Or do you want to experience them all once?"

"Kyoko-sama, did you listen to me?"

Shirakawa looked at Kyoko with some chagrin as if she had come out of a pictorial.

Kyoko tilted her head slightly and looked at Shirakawa expressionlessly, "What did Kuraki-kun just say?" ”

"Okay."

Shirakawa felt a little helpless, feeling that Miss Kyoko didn't listen to him at all.

"Every day, Kuraki-kun is different for me."

Miss Kyoko said suddenly.

Bai Chuan was slightly stunned, every day, it's different, what does this mean?

"Do you want to try them all once?"

Miss Kyoko asked again.

Shirakawa did not refuse this time.

Kyoko turned around and turned her back to Shirakawa, "Trouble Kuraki-kun to help pull the zipper." ”

Is this a? Changing clothes directly in front of yourself and letting yourself zip up is too foul, isn't it?

Shirakawa's Adam's apple rolled and he kept secreting saliva, and he remembered the scene on the train, where Miss Kyoko took the initiative to lift her skirt.

"Miss Kyoko, let's go to the bedroom and change."

"Everything."

Kyoko said completely indifferently.

Shirakawa took Kyoko to his bedroom and turned on the light, because Yuko Kuraki had helped him clean up before, so there was nothing he couldn't see.

Kyoko asked for a zipper again, and Shirakawa reached out and pulled the zipper on the back of the maid's suit, starting from her neck.

With the sound of a clang, the zipper opened, revealing a large area of snow-white skin.

……

It's so hard every day.

My head is going to explode, my eyes are going to be blind, and I feel sorry for myself for a minute.

Persistence is victory, and it's almost a month!!

Rush Rush!

(End of chapter)