Tokyo, Nakameguro.

A private high-end club outside the station.

The light blue Lamborghini drove into the underground garage and parked in the parking space, and the staff guarding there, dressed in a tuxedo, bent down to help pull the car door, bowed, and said, "Hello, Miss Morimoto." ”

"Hmm."

A seductive voice came from inside the car, and Chiyo Morimoto stepped out of the car, the smell of seductive perfume wafting through the air.

She wears big sunglasses, a floral shirt and light brown bell bottoms to show off her hot body.

The staff helped close the door and said very respectfully, "Please come with me." ”

As an employee of a high-end club, the first thing he did when he entered the industry was to be taught by his seniors not to ask, inquire, or even look at each other for every guest who came to the high-end club.

The sole purpose of the high-class club's existence is to serve the upper class, to cover up their tracks, and to avoid the harassment of the gossip media.

Confidentiality is a top priority.

Chiyo Morimoto followed him into the elevator, which was the elevator that went up to the sixth floor without a pause in between.

Ding, the elevator door opened, the ground was covered with a red carpet, there was no one else outside, the staff led Chiyo Morimoto to the box of 0603, took out the card and swiped the door, and said respectfully: "Hello, Miss Morimoto has arrived." ”

The green light came on, the door opened, and the staff bowed and retreated.

Chiyo Morimoto opens the door.

Inside is a spacious space, with tall women sitting on leather sofas and fruit and drinks on glass tables.

There are also a series of entertainment facilities such as large LCD TVs, speakers, and microphones on the side.

Chiyo Morimoto's eyes fell on the large indoor bathtub on the right, and he closed the door and said, "Emily, you are really mysterious. ”

"If this kind of place loses its mystery, then there is no way to operate."

Emily's long golden hair fell into the warm water, without any cover, and the whole person lay on the edge and said, "Do you want to come in and soak it?" ”

"If it's a man, I can think about it, and a woman can forget it."

"Hey, do you take a bath at home with high school students?

Perverted. ”

"Indeed, if it's Ling, there shouldn't be any problem with Qing Zepao, it looks like a boy, with an enviable figure."

Chiyo Morimoto fought back without changing his face.

Emily looked at her chest and then looked down at herself, well, you don't need to look at it to draw conclusions.

"I don't need excess fat."

Chiyo Morimoto smiled, she sat next to Katarina, picked up the peeled grapes with her right hand and threw them into her mouth, chewing and saying, "Suddenly looking for me, is there anything wrong?" ”

"I want to ask what's been going on lately."

Emily slapped her feet on the water, splashed and complained, "That guy hasn't been here since I was asked to open the basement."

I am definitely not the only trustworthy friend in his mouth. ”

Emily is under a lot of pressure right now, and if she can determine the number of Dior's friends, she can still think about how to overcome it.

The point is, she doesn't know how many people are on Dior's friend list, who are those people, and what is her ranking in the friend list?

These unanswerable questions exacerbated Emily's anxiety and made her not want to stay in the basement bar, thinking that she should take the initiative to find something to do.

At least know the latest news about Dior.

Since leaving the task force, she has lost access to Dior's news.

"On Friday night, Nagano City's Kikuta-chan family was killed by Dio, and there was also a Gokudo called the Yuji Gumi."

Chiyo Morimoto replied, spit out the grape seed in his mouth and said, "Yesterday's Dior didn't move. ”

"Why did Dior suddenly start committing crimes outside, not just in Tokyo?"

Emily bit her thumb, a deep groan appeared on her face, and muttered, "Could it be that Dior is in the second stage of his plan, and he wants to find a trustworthy friend elsewhere?" ”

Speaking of which, she asked, "Did those who were killed happen to be bullying anyone?" ”

"Yes, the legislator is torturing a 15-year-old boy, and the other extreme is to force mothers from single-parent families to form a group with their sons and daughters to go to the sea to make money and pay off their debts."

"It seems that Dio wants to extract the souls of the wicked, and only when the wicked do bad things.

Did those who were rescued send someone to watch them? ”

"Rest assured, it's already under CIA surveillance."

Chiyo Morimoto crossed Jiro's legs and said, "Recently, the task force has come to a new conclusion, that is, the fourteen secret words are not a patchwork of religious sayings, and they are likely to represent Dior's life.

Depict the experience that Dior needed from birth to heaven.

What do you think of such speculation? ”

"This guess ......"

Emily thought for a moment and thought that this kind of speculation was also a direction, "Maybe it's worth a try, but the scope is too broad to guess the specifics." ”

"This is to use the detective APP, not to feed those cases, but to throw a person's experience into it, and let the detective analyze people's lives in fourteen words."

Chiyo Morimoto said with a smile on his face, "I'm asking Iwaki to train detectives, it's really very intelligent and can be changed according to our requirements.

The disadvantage is that now the task force needs to charge a fee for using detectives, damn capitalists. ”

"Not with your money."

Emily complained.

Chiyo Morimoto shrugged his shoulders and said, "Of course I know, but I just want to curse."

The leader of the task force is not good, he is urged by the people above every day, and he has to write boring reports every day.

The people below thought I wasn't doing anything at all.

It's all your fault, why was it so volatile before?

While writing those reports, I also paid attention to the affairs of the task force. ”

When the topic came to herself, Emily said angrily: "Then you can only be blamed for being lazy, why don't you work harder?" ”

"I've pulled three people from below to help."

Chiyo Morimoto never believed that as long as he rolled himself, he would be favored by the above.

To be a human being, you must know how to be satisfied.

Her salary and savings are now 90 percent higher than those in Japan, so there is no need to continue to work hard.

Eight hours is the limit of her work.

Everyone is a police director, and if she has to work overtime, then why is she the police director?

Imiri was speechless about her attitude to work, and the two continued to exchange information and opinions on things.

The conversation turned to tomorrow.

"You have to be very careful tomorrow, Monday is a critical juncture, and I don't know how much the souls of the wicked need to be able to meet the conditions for going to heaven."

"No problem, Shinjuku, Ikebukuro, and Shibuya are all already arranged."

Chiyo Morimoto got up, picked up the notes on the desktop and said, "It's not too early, you soak slowly, I have other work to do." ”

"Well, in the future, remember to regularly use the code words on your notebook to post through the detective website and tell me the progress."

Emily told her that she had no intention of getting up, that she should continue to enjoy the bath, and that she would sing to Caterina later to pass the time of her boredom.

After leaving the task force, she could only guard the speakeasy, and it was not easy for the bar to open for business at night.

With a lot of leisure time every day, it feels like grass is going to grow on your head.

……

Chiyo Morimoto did not return to work at the Metropolitan Police Department, and everything had already been dumped on Okayama to them.

Naturally, she could leave work early.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, return to Ayase's villa.

She opened the door, parked the Lamborghini, pressed the button with her hand, and the door closed automatically.

Chiyo Morimoto entered the villa and opened the shoe cabinet, but found no shoes from Aozawa, who had apparently not returned from the glacier campsite.

I don't know how to get along with the two girls, Chiyo Morimoto thought in his head, ready to enjoy it.

She walked through the tea room, opened the sliding door between the corridor and the courtyard, and brought the desk to the books she wanted to read.

The newly bought inflatable pool is placed in the yard and filled with water.

The sun fell on the surface of the water and quickly took on a sparkling sheen.

With the cicadas chirping in the trees, she returned to the house, changed into a light purple bikini, and took out the freshly squeezed juice from the morning on the upper level of the refrigerator, poured it into a goblet, and placed a straw.

Then he took out the watermelon, cut it with a knife, cut it into several pieces, and put it on the plate.

Chiyo Morimoto walked to the corridor with juice and watermelon, placed them on a small table, and jumped directly into the inflatable pool.

The cold water brushed her skin, and she turned over and looked at the blue sky, feeling extremely comfortable.

That's life.

Even in the hot summer, you have to live a refreshing life.

Chiyo Morimoto swam twice, then got up from the inflatable pool, grabbed a goblet and took a sip of the cold sweet juice.

Whew, she exhaled contentedly, wiped her hands with a towel again, soaked in the pool and watched a short video of the tubing.

I have to say that if the blogger has no results, he will become slack.

The hot girl blogger she follows hasn't posted a summer outfit video for two days.

It may be that the increase in fans makes the other party unmotivated, and they don't even log in to their accounts.

Chiyo Morimoto sent a message of encouragement, then switched to watching short videos from other bloggers, or hilarious live streams.

Flip through books occasionally.

When the time came to four o'clock in the afternoon, Chiyo Morimoto heard the sound of dripping, and the mobile phone also alerted someone to open the door.

The person who has the right to open the door of the villa, except for her, is Qingze.

Chiyo Morimoto got up, wiped the water with a towel, and then crept into the room, ready to startle the other party.

Aosawa learns that Chiyo Morimoto is at home through the defense force field, and he is still hiding behind the door.

He closed it calmly, pretending not to know that there was someone behind him, and bent over his slippers as usual.

Chiyo Morimoto quickly covered his eyes and didn't speak yet.

"Look back."

Qing Ze grabbed back, his face showed consternation, this was not a disguise, he really didn't expect that Chiyo was actually wearing a bikini at home, which caused the feel to be extremely real, "It turned out to be Chiyo."

I'm sorry, but I thought it was a burglar in the house. ”

Having said that, instead of letting go of his hand, he tried to explore.

Chiyo Morimoto's body almost weakened, raised his hand and knocked on the back of his head, and said angrily: "Hurry up and let go!" ”

This kid definitely did it on purpose, causing her body to leave the pool without drying the water.

(End of chapter)