A farce.
Hayashi Yoshiki felt this way from the bottom of his heart--
After Su Fang Hongzi's scandal and the collapse of Hongyan Propaganda Company, all the negative news about him were completely reversed overnight.
Not only did the newspaper that had previously led the trend directly apologize in response to a letter from Kisaki Eri's lawyer, other major news newspapers also praised him highly.
This shows the media people's ability to adapt to the changing circumstances.
However, thanks to this farce, Hayashi Yoshiki became even more popular this time, and the sales of his book also soared.
Especially the recording that was played before he went on stage in the talk show: his calm and gentle smiling tone made many girls feel that he was handsome when watching the show, especially the intellectual and calm charm that overflowed from the sentence "Bluffing will only show your weakness." It can be said that he won a lot of fans.
"The only thing that bothers me is that it has become inconvenient to go out recently."
"That's true. If Xiaoshu suddenly changed his career and became a celebrity, he would immediately become a top star."
"...Let's just forget about that."
Hayashi Yoshiki's face under the mask was a little speechless.
Kisaki Eri and Xiaolan sat opposite him, both smiling at the same time.
Hayashi Yoshiki hasn't even been to his own detective agency these days, because there are always fans and reporters hanging around there... He has been thinking about whether to find an employee to help him deal with the situation in the agency on a daily basis.
"Don't eat too many cold things, Xiaolan." Kisaki Eri looked at Xiaolan who was scooping ice cream with a spoon.
"I don't eat that often, Mom."
"...It's a good thing you're more self-aware, Xiaolan, otherwise I'd be worried about what would happen to you if you were taken care of by that guy."
"Come to think of it, I still owe Xiaolan an ice cream."
Hayashi Yoshiki couldn't help but laugh when he heard this.
"How come you still remember it, Jiashu-ge?"
"Haven't you forgotten it, Xiaolan?"
".....Well, but this time it's considered Mom's treat."
"Then we'll have to leave it for next time."
"Okay."
Seeing Xiaolan nod and smile very naturally, Kisaki Eri beside her couldn't help but smile dotingly.
The scene of these two children getting along with each other made her feel wonderful.
At this time, the news was playing on the TV in the corner of the cafe: "It is reported that Su Fang Hongzi, who was rumored to have committed a hit-and-run and murder case many years ago, was successfully released on bail at 3 pm today. Su Fang Hongzi has now returned to her home... The issues regarding Hongyan Propaganda Company's false charity and illegal property appropriation are still under further investigation."
Hayashi Yoshiki ignored this information.
However, at this time, in another place in Beika Town, a group of people who also saw the news on TV became excited.
"Hey, you actually came out from the police on your own initiative?"
"Are you going to kill her?"
"I don't need you."
Standing in front of the TV with his hands in his pockets, Gin's dark green eyes looked down at the face on the screen.
The organization finally had a detective named Cointreau who had gained such a high reputation...but he was almost slandered by this damn old woman. How could Gin tolerate this?
However, there is no need to let others handle this kind of role.
What Gin didn't expect was that before the people he sent out had time to take action, the other party had already met her fate.
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Sufang Hongzi was mentally depressed.
In just a few days, she, who was originally radiant and elegant, had become haggard. Her hair, which was always neatly combed, was now messy as if she hadn't been washed for several days. She looked as if she had suddenly aged a lot.
"Teacher Su Fang."
Inaba Kazuyo walked in.
".....What's up?"
Looking at her secretary who also looked haggard, Sufang Hongzi's expression did not change at all.
The other party has been following me for more than ten years and has made dirty money for more than ten years. Of course, she will not be spared this incident... But Inaba and Dai are not the mastermind, and there is no one to bear the crime of murder.
Inaba and Dai walked closer.
It was not until then that Sufang Hongzi suddenly noticed the sharp knife in her hand.
"W-What are you doing with a knife? Kazuyo? What are you going to do!?"
"Mr. Lin asked me to say hello to you."
"What!?"
"He said that he couldn't remember a minor character like you, but who made you send him the invitation and call him?"
Inaba Kazuyo said as he raised his knife.
Her cold voice and empty, numb face made Sufang Hongzi's heart shudder. The fear that surged from her spine to her brain deprived her of the warmth of her limbs, but before the numbness came the sound of a knife piercing Sufang Hongzi's heart.
"you--"
"Although we have never met, I wish you good night."
Inaba Kazuyo pulled the knife out of Sufang Hongzi's chest as she spoke. As blood spurted out, her last words reached Sufang Hongzi's ears: "These are Mr. Lin's original words."
Click.
The sound of the body falling to the ground was very clear.
Then, Inaba Kazuyo looked at the door of the room - there, the sound of the door lock being turned could be heard.
A middle-aged man with a gun in his hand opened the door and was stunned when he saw the scene inside.
But before he could react, Inaba Kazuyo raised the knife in her hand towards the door, and then stabbed it into her own chest in the killer's somewhat dazed gaze.
Puff
The sound of the knife piercing the flesh was extremely obvious.
But it's not over yet.
Inaba Kazuyo pulled out the bloody knife, then stabbed herself in the chest repeatedly like a madman. A large amount of blood gushed out, and she did not fall to the ground until her right hand holding the knife ran out of strength.
Inaba Kazuyo and Soho Akane, lying in a pool of blood, opened their eyes and looked towards the door of the room, staring at the killer standing there with their eyes wide open.
"....."
The middle-aged man who watched this scene in a daze felt his hair stand on end and his hand holding the gun was shaking a little.
It took him a while to react, and he hurriedly took out his cell phone and began to report to his superiors.
"Gin, Gin-sama...the target is dead."
"..."
Gin narrowed his eyes.
The target is dead, so he's dead, but why is the sound so shaky?
After he understood the specific situation and received the photos of the scene sent by the middle-aged man, Gin fell silent for a moment.
What tricks is Cointreau playing this time, controlling people to kill others and then committing suicide in such a cruel way?
Even the professionally trained killers in the organization feel scared.
Besides, didn't I tell him that the organization would handle this matter? You can't hold back your hands, right?