Chapter Seventy-Two: Is There Such a Cow in Japan? (Ask for follow-up)
Shinjuku, Kabukicho.
There are custom shops with colorful signboards on the left and right of the Baicao Book House.
Even if the signboard of Baicao Bookstore is mediocre, people can't help but fantasize in their hearts that the books sold in this bookstore are all indecent books.
However, everyone who enters the store knows that this bookstore is a serious bookstore.
It's all serious learning materials, and there's nothing unorthodox about it.
There is an outdoor staircase on the side that leads to the second floor.
At this moment, in the study, Takahashi Tsuneko was wearing a silver-white robe that covered her figure, and she was wearing a sci-fi helmet mask on her head, and even her voice to answer Autumn Moon Caiyu was a little dull.
"Tsuko!"
The autumn moon color feather on the screen widened her eyes and leaned in front of the camera, at such a close distance, the pores on the wheat-colored cheeks were almost invisible, showing the delicacy of the girl's skin, "Why are you dressed like this?" ”
"It's my interest, do you have anything to do?"
Takahashi replied casually, turning the subject to why she made the video call.
"Oh~"
A meaningful smile appeared on Qiu Yue Caiyu's face, and she thought to herself, "I don't have anything else to do, I just want to talk to you."
Just now I added a subscriber, and the other party left a message praising me.
Hehe, maybe I've got a talent for being a fashion blogger. ”
Takahashi Tsuiko has long been accustomed to the optimism that she dares to open a dye shop with a little color in Autumn Moon Caiyu, and a smile appeared on her cheeks behind the mask, and she realized that the other party couldn't see her smile, so she said, "That's really congratulations."
I've always felt like you're the right person to be a fashion blogger. ”
"Hehe, Yenzi, have you seen my newly uploaded short video?"
"Not yet, I'm busy, I'll see later."
"I understand, then I won't bother you crackling, see you tomorrow~"
Qiu Yue Caiyu waved her hand and hung up the call with a grin.
The corners of Takahashi's mouth rose slightly.
She didn't resent Autumn Moon Caiyu's behavior of wanting to share everything with her.
Rather, it's nice for something like this to happen.
Even if she is in the middle of a busy job, she is willing to take the time to put down her work and listen to this video that seems boring to outsiders.
The reason is simple, in Takahashi's heart, any choice of Akizuki Aya Yu makes sense.
The first friend in life is always a little different privilege.
She put away her phone and pressed a switch on the side of her mask to restart the voice changer.
Takahashi turned around and unscrewed the door to the study.
……
Outside the study, there is the living room on the second floor of the Baicao Study.
Warm lights illuminate the place, and on the leather sofa, a middle-aged man with a serious face, dressed in a black suit, with a pitch-black suitcase next to him.
"Scavenger, are you done?"
"Sorry to keep you waiting, let's get down to business."
A distinctly mechanical voice answered the man through the mask.
In addition to being a student, Takahashi has another layer of identity, that is, the scavenger of Tokyo's underground world.
It is also a hereditary profession.
She traveled to New York for the summer, not specifically to fly over to experience whether black, white and Asian men feel different.
It's just accepting employment from the mafia or political bigwigs to do some part-time jobs related to killings.
Everyone knows that the scavengers of the underworld are not only well-informed, but also have the best sniping skills in the world.
Her sniper range is two thousand meters.
It is far from the world's farthest sniper record of 3,450 meters, but it is better than having a high hit rate.
At a range of two thousand meters, her hit rate was as high as 99 percent.
Few of the Underworld's killers are able to reach this level.
"I want you to kill the woman in the middle of the picture."
Shotaro Taki took out a photo from his pocket and placed it on the table, with three people on it.
In the middle is a foreign girl who is as cute as a doll.
"She never introduces her full name to anyone, she calls herself Emily, a well-known detective at home and abroad, and I am willing to pay 300 million yen for her life!"
Takahashi looked at Emily in the photo, shook her head and said, "I won't take this task."
Katerina, who was next to Emily, was no ordinary woman. ”
Shotaro Taki's brows furrowed slightly: "I've seen Katarina, her muscles are very strong, but no matter how strong her muscles are, she can't stop bullets." ”
"But body armor disguised as muscles can hold off bullets."
Takahashi patiently explained to him: "Katerina's muscles are special body armor for the former Soviet Super Soldier Program, and there are only ten pieces in the world, which are enough to withstand anti-materiel bullets with a caliber of 20 millimeters.
At close range, a platoon of soldiers standing in front of her and shooting AK47s will be killed by her with a knife, just like an ancient fierce general wearing heavy armor, ignoring the crowd of knives and axes, slashing and slashing wantonly.
The M31 body armor was designed with this in mind. ”
With a mere 300 million yen, it's not worth it for Takahashi to risk her life to assassinate Emily.
"But don't be discouraged, I know a killer who is good at using poison, and his chances of success are greater than my use of a sniper rifle, and the introduction fee is 50 million yen."
Shotaro Taki's lips pursed, thought about it, and nodded heavily.
He is the general manager of Beishiba Intelligent Company.
Recently, Emily has been investigating transactions within the company, and if anything is found, he is a scapegoat for the board of directors.
Shotaro Taki: He didn't want to sit still.
He wants to gamble and use his own resources and money to kill Emily.
If he succeeds, he will most likely cover it up.
It doesn't matter if you fail.
None of Japan's prime ministers will be sentenced to death, and he has people on the board of directors running behind the scenes.
After a few years of going in, you can basically come out.
It's just that he will lose his current position and job.
Unable to accept the future of losing power, Shotaro Taki, he wants to gamble with Emily's life.
……
Intelligence and networking mean money in this day and age.
Takahashi finalized the deal, sent Shotaro Taki away, and turned around to return to the living room.
She lay lazily on the sofa, her feet resting on the table, watching the new short video uploaded by Qiu Yue Caiyu.
The old rule is to like it first, and then leave a message of encouragement in the comment area.
Then, she began to watch Autumn Moon Caiyu introduce the summer outfit strategy of the hot girls.
After watching for a while, the doorbell rang.
Takahashi quit the tubing and transferred out of the door for monitoring.
I saw a combination of two women and one man.
"It's been a lively day."
She muttered, put away her phone, stepped forward and opened the door, "Welcome detective to visit, do you want tea?" ”
Emily spread out her small hand and said, "Forget it, it's risky to drink your tea, I came to you to ask for information about Dior."
He is a prisoner of Ishida and Konishi Financial Company, white, and is expected to be more than 1.9 meters.
He has a clear face, a good figure, and a very professional method of killing. ”
"Dior?"
Takahashi's cheeks in the mask are confused, when did Japan have such a powerful foreigner?