People Are in Rice Flowers, the Male God of Tea Art at the Beginning

Akura Changzhang was stunned for a moment.

But soon, he breathed a sigh of relief.

It was just that!

……

The incident of Takada Masao being shot and killed in public quickly made headlines in major Japanese media.

Various newspapers, TV, and self-media have commented on it one after another.

The internet is full of all kinds of conspiracy theories.

Of course, the ones who bear the brunt are those political enemies, competitors, and enemies of Takada Masao.

Even the Yakuza bosses in several places were regarded as objects of suspicion.

However, no one suspected the secretary of Changzhang Arakura.

Late that night, on the rooftop of an old apartment building.

"call--"

"What a fresh air!"

Akura Changzhang looked at the night view of downtown Tokyo in the distance and breathed a long sigh of relief.

As soon as Takada Masao died, he, as the core secretary, would soon become a supplementary member of parliament, replacing Takada Masao.

The most important thing is that he will no longer need to be bossed and ordered by that guy in the future.

"Secretary Arakura...' ˇ..."

"No, I should call you Senator Arakura!"

"How are you, are you in a good mood now?"

Shiro Hiraoka was playing with the pistol in his hand, looking like he was joking and mocking.

"Of course, I'm in a very good mood right now!"

Akura Changzhang smiled, but a great sense of disgust arose in his heart.

A scum in society like this is not qualified to see him at all, let alone talk to him in such a tone.

"Then what about what we said, you should have brought it?"

Shiro Hiraoka held out a hand.

He is a bastard, and to put it bluntly, he is the scum of the society.

As long as you are willing to pay, you can do anything!

But this time, he received the task of the secretary of the parliamentarian.

It's not that he wants to beat people, and it's not that he wants to kill people.

All he needs to do is go to the high stage of the banquet hall, in the chase light, and take off a pistol that is stuck with tape.

At first, he didn't understand, what kind of strange mission was this?

However, after the incident, even Hiraoka Shirou had already understood.

The guy in front of him probably killed his own councillor boss with his own hands, and then let him take away the murder weapon and quickly left the scene.

As expected of a smart man!

With his brain, it is impossible to come up with such an exquisite killing method.

As long as the pistol and remote control are lost, no one can prove that this guy killed the person.

"Of course!"

Akura Changzhang threw the suitcase forward and smashed it on the ground.

pat!

Suitcase opened.

Inside are thick stacks of Fukuzawa Yukichi, all of which are [*]-dollar bills.

Each stack represents 100 million yen.

And such a box of money is probably already tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions of yen.

"give me!"

Gollum!

Shiro Hiraoka swallowed his saliva, his eyes were about to pop out.

This amount of money was enough for him to squander for several years.

"gun!"

Akura Changzhang stretched out his hand.

"Give……"

"Give you!"

"A soon-to-be MP shouldn't be stupid enough to kill someone."

Shiro Hiraoka hesitated.

However, he still threw the pistol to Changzhang Arakura.

"Go away with your money!"

"The farther away the better!"

Akura Changzhang urged impatiently.

"Hmph, of course I know!"

Hiraoka Shiro took the money and walked downstairs excitedly.

But just as he took the first step out of the stairs.

suddenly!

A strong force came from behind, and the whole person's center of gravity was unbalanced, and he rolled down the stairs on the top floor all the way.

"idiot!"

Akura Changzhang took back the suitcase full of banknotes, and after confirming his death, he left with a sneer.

Snapped!

Get back in the car and close the door.

Changzhang Arakura breathed a long sigh of relief, and was finally able to relax completely.

Masao Takada died, and Shiro Hiraoka also died.

The rest, just need to deal with the remote control.

".' It will be over soon!"

He looked at the lighter-style remote control in his hand and smiled.

"Put this thing in Seiji Ishimoto's office and report it to the police anonymously?"

A voice sounded from the back seat.

Makoto Higashino stuck his head forward and asked with a smile.

"You, you are..."

Akura Changzhang's eyes widened, and the whole person was dumbfounded.

However, his response was quick.

He turned around and took out his pistol, which was aimed directly at Makoto Higashino's head.

"I'm here to help you, not to harm you!"

"For example, at a celebration in a hotel, you accidentally dropped this remote (you deserve it) and knocked the battery out of it."

"When you put back the battery, your fingerprints were already on it."

Tono Makoto said in a slow and unhurried manner, while gently pushing away the muzzle of his gun.

"Why are you telling me this?"

Akura Changzhang frowned, his face became very ugly.

Because, as Makoto Higashino said just now, his fingerprints were still on the battery of the remote control.

This is an irrefutable, irrefutable evidence, once it is handed over to the police, it will be completely over.

"As I said, I'm here to help you, not to harm you!"

Makoto Higashino said again.

"help me?"

"Why help me?"

Changzhang Arakura was puzzled.

"The person I want to help is not the current secretary, Mr. Arakura, but the future councilor, Mr. Arakura!"

Tono Makoto smiled slightly. .

Chapter 199

Ding Dong!

The school bell rings.

The noisy classroom soon quieted down.

The bald head teacher walked slowly to the podium and clapped his hands weakly.