Kazuma glared at Mikako, and then said to Feng Guo: "Let's come in and talk, so many reporters don't look good."
"It's just for reporters to watch. If you don't dare to fight today, you have to let reporters watch. Besides, it's more convenient for you, isn't it?"
And Ma frowned.
This "it's more convenient for you" obviously means that when He Ma pulls out the authentic, he dies in an accident, so many reporters will see him, and they will leave video data.
In this way, He Ma will definitely not be prosecuted for murder. If Feng Guo dies, his family will have to pay for He Ma's plaque.
Ah, the plaque is of course to be paid for, after all the Kiryu Dojo is notoriously poor.
He Ma: "Alright, come in and talk."
After all, my goal is to kill Fengguo, since the other party has come to your door specially, and deliberately set up a show that suits your performance, then there is no reason why you should not take the head.
In this way, at least those souls who died in vain due to the experiment of welfare technology and the corruption of Feng Guo's police can be comforted.
Kazuma thought so, his expression gradually turned cold.
Mikako is also rarely noisy, and honestly fulfills her duties as a hostess.
**
At the same time, the door of the one-bedroom, one-living room apartment that Amao rented was hastily knocked on.
Amao has already woken up, and his appointment today is to go to school for class, and then go to the school library to read.
It is said to be reading, but it is actually trying to untie the recent knot in my heart.
That's right, since the cruise incident, he has been haunting his mind.
He has been thinking hard, but he has not come up with a reason.
He doesn't even know what the essence of this knot is.
Even now when the door is being opened, Amao is still thinking about the true nature of this knot, so he seems absent-minded when answering the door.
"Who, what? No newspaper subscription."
Then Amao suddenly became energetic, because there was an unexpected girl outside the door: Xiaoyou Fengguo.
"Help my father!" Fengguo Xiaoyou begged loudly.
Ah Mao originally wanted to close the door directly and let Fengguo Xiaoyou go back, but when she heard her words, the hand that was planning to close the door stopped again.
Just at this time, Chiyoko came to the entrance from the house, and asked curiously: "Who, there is a sale so early? Uh..."
Chiyoko also saw Yutoyoko.
Then she calmly pulled down the collar a little bit, so that the neckline of the round neck shirt exposed the tooth marks left on the collarbone last night.
Fengguo Xiaoyou didn't care about this at all, and repeated her own words: "Help my father!"
"What's wrong with your father? Heart attack? Then, shouldn't you go to the emergency department of the hospital?" Amao responded with some stammers.
Then Ah Mao noticed a man in a suit and leather shoes behind Fengguo Xiaoyou.
But this man's tie is crooked, and the suit pants are obviously not worn properly. You can see that the waist is slightly bulging. It should be that the shirt tucked into the suit pants is not flattened.
This man looks like a member of a kendo club, wearing a long bag. However, most of the Kendo clubs carried the bamboo knife on their backs, but this one held it directly in his arms, as if it was some kind of treasure.
"This man is..."
Fengguo Xiaoyou said seriously: "I'll go in and tell you in detail, but it's really urgent now, because my father asked your master to kick the gym! And he brought a lot of kendo-related media, even Chaoyue The TV station felt that it was newsworthy to warn the prison guard to kick the hall, so they brought a TV broadcast van over there!"
Amao's face turned pale instantly.
As Hema's apprentice, of course he knows the authentic characteristics. This scene is simply telling Hema: Come and kill me!
Fengguo Xiaoyou saw it, and said: "You understand! So now only you can save my father!"
"How can I save it?" Amao said dejectedly, "You were there at the time, right? You saw it all, and I couldn't stop it."
"No, you can stop it!" Fengguo Xiaoyou said decisively, "I admit that I did come up with this method after witnessing the man in Hechuan Falong's final struggle. But I made improvements, because I also Witnessed the failure of Hechuan Falong before."
Amao looked at Fengguo Xiaoyou suspiciously.
"This is our family's accountant, exclusive to our family. Our family hired him to make the books. He has a complete book in his hand, including a fake book and a real book that are subject to tax inspection. It really clearly records my father. The details of corruption and bribery!
"In addition, I have heard my father talk about these things many times myself, and I can recall some key names! This accountant and I will serve as tainted witnesses together!"
Amao was shocked: "This..."
"Come on, use ordinary methods to judge my father and convict him! Now you have a reason to convince your master!"
Amao frowned: "No, it's just these things. It shouldn't be a death penalty. As long as it's not a death penalty, with your strength, you can easily save people. This kind of good thing..."
Amao hesitated.
He didn't know what to do because bail was legal.
At this time, Chiyoko patted Amao on the shoulder: "Follow your path, I chose to be with you because of this. At that time, your whole body exuded a light that was not lost to my brother."
Amao's expression gradually became resolute: "Very well, what else is there besides the ledger?"
The trembling accountant patted the thing he was holding: "This is evidence of bribery. Such an expensive Japanese sword cannot be bought with the salary of a police officer!"
Amao was shocked: "Doesn't he have a salary of more than 10 million to 20 million yen a year? Can't afford it?"
The accountant showed a mocking smile: "Do you know what this is? This is a national treasure stolen during the war, Yasuna Dojikiri. This thing is now auctioned, and it can sell for billions of yen!"
After all, it is now the bubble era of yen inflation after the Plaza Accord. It is not too much for a national treasure to be auctioned for several billion, and it even makes people feel a little low.
Amao gritted his teeth: "Understood, you bring the ledger and stolen goods, we go to the dojo, maybe there is still time."
Fengguo's little pomelo chicken nodded like pecking at rice.
Chiyoko: "Then I will bid you farewell like a lady who bids farewell to a knight."
"Aren't you coming?"
Chiyoko turned her head: "No, I feel very sad to see you arguing with brother. Anyway, you don't have a knife, so you can't draw a knife and slash with brother, right?"
Shigeru Ikeda doesn't have a sword yet, because he is poor, and he doesn't know as many nobles as He Ma, who can give him equipment.
Suddenly, Chiyoko saw the bag accountant-san was holding.
"You can't take this away!" Chiyoko said.
"I will never let go of this thing! Because it is the evidence that I have worked so hard to produce!" The accountant yelled hysterically, holding the long knife tightly.
Chiyoko hesitated for a few seconds, then stomped her feet: "Forget it, I'll go with you and keep an eye on you! Let's go!"
She didn't notice that the corner of the accountant's mouth was slightly raised.