Tokyo Barrister: Start the law firm bankruptcy

Chapter 564 The Crisis of the Female Reporter
The night is deep.

Kitahara just sat quietly on the chair in the guest room, looked at the materials given by Mikiko, held a glass of foreign wine in his hand, and took another sip.The ice cubes in the foreign wine glass collided together, making a crisp sound, and the foreign wine flowed into the lawyer's throat along the tilt of the glass.Under the influence of ice cubes, the unique icy sensation of foreign wine stimulated the lawyer's physiological nerves and made him continue to think about the problem.

After discovering that what he was facing was a huge money laundering network carefully woven by smuggling gangs, Bei Yuan knew very well that the situation before him was extremely dangerous.As long as one wrong step, it may lead to unpredictable and catastrophic consequences.As long as you think about it a little, you can know that there are too many cakes involved.

Smuggling gangs, Nakamoto Ship, Kyoto University, industry and research companies, Ministry of Education, Culture, Sports, Science and Technology, Society for the Promotion of Science... It is impossible for an outsider to figure out the roles and complex faction relations in this in a short time.What to do next is the most reasonable, and this is a question that requires careful consideration.

Beiyuan looked at the material on the table again, and tapped the executive desk in the guest room with his fingers.Apart from what to do, Beiyuan was also caught in another question.That is——if people like Takeuchi and Ogawara dare to do such things as using industrial and research companies to launder money, then there are still more outrageous, lawless and shocking things.

If so, what else could it be?
The curtains in the room were not closed, and outside the window was the night view of the ancient city of Kyoto.The city of Kyoto does not have any bustling and lively nightlife. At this moment, there are only a few sparse store lights that can be seen outside, and some street lights on the road.The classical buildings that look elegant during the day, at this moment in the night, are like gloomy monster stone statues, slowly opening their fangs.

The night in Kyoto is very dark.

As if to swallow everything up.

Bei Yuan was still thinking about it, and after an unknown amount of time, he picked up the wine glass in front of him, raised his head again, and drank the last of the foreign wine.It is futile to sit in the room and think too much, what is waiting for you in front of you, you still have to see it with your own eyes to know.Beiyuan silently read the name of the company "Cangqiao Electronic Instrument Co., Ltd."

Now, this club has appeared in front of him twice.

Looks like it's time to check it out for yourself.

Beiyuan turned the chair, pressed the mouse on the laptop next to him, and quickly tapped the keyboard.Immediately, the webpage search results of Cangqiao Electronic Instrument Co., Ltd. immediately appeared on the webpage.

In the dimly lit room, the screen of the laptop flickered with some dazzling light.

On the screen is the webpage of Cangqiao Electronic Instrument Co., Ltd.

The page shows the address of this club——

Kyoto, Xijing District, No. 641, 311 Street, Fuqing City Town.

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At the same moment when Kitahara decided to go on a field trip the next day——

Cangqiao Electronic Instrument Co., Ltd.——

No. 641, No. 311 Street, Fuqing City Town under the night is actually located under a viaduct at an expressway intersection.Although it is midnight, the trucks passing by on the expressway from time to time will make a huge whistling sound of tires rubbing against the ground, which often breaks the tranquility here.The surrounding industrial buildings have shown signs of ruin.

And this so-called office building of the Industry Research Institute is no exception.The glass of the building has long been broken, and the door of the building below has also been in disrepair for a long time. A large glass door is tilted down at 45 degrees, and it is pressed under the beam, which will cause the danger of collapse at any time.The heavy dust on the ground, as well as the rusty security post, have already shown that no one has been here for a long time.

However, in the abandoned underground garage next to it, there was a ray of light coming out of a hidden ventilation fan blade.Where there shouldn't be people, there seems to be a figure inside.At a corner deep in the abandoned underground garage, a middle-aged western man in a black windbreaker was standing there.He was wearing a black windshield hat, and his blond hair was faintly protruding from it. The mobile phone in his hand was shining brightly, and someone was calling him.

The Western man's expression looked extremely cold, and the light blue iris of his eyes revealed a cruel and pathological gaze.This Western man is Enxi, a professional killer.On the campus of Kyoto University, when the female reporter Niwa sneaked into Ogawara's Toyota car to search for information, Enxi hid in the corner and monitored the female reporter's every move.

Enxi picked up the phone, glanced at the name of the caller, and frowned.

The person who called seemed to be someone he had to answer.

Then he pressed the call button and put it next to his ear.

An oriental male voice came over: "I've already arrived in Kyoto."

The person speaking on the other end of the phone is——

Congressional Secretary Kurosawa.The looming figure in the Kawamoto Expressway case and the General Hotel case.A think-tank figure who manages in the dark on behalf of a certain member of parliament and controls everything.At this moment, his voice actually appeared in the mobile phone of a killer.

And he, the congress secretary, also left Tokyo and came to Kyoto.For a congressional staff member, leaving Tokyo is an extremely rare event.

"That gentleman attaches great importance to Jiangto's affairs." Kurosawa's voice sounded, "So, this time I also came to Kyoto in person. The latest information shows that Jiangtou is indeed in Kyoto. We must find him and bring him He brought it before the gentleman. There is no room for failure in this plan."

"Okay." Enxi moved his mouth and replied in a slightly unfamiliar Oriental language.

"What are you doing."

"Ready to catch a bug."

"insect?"

"Yes. It's a female reporter named Niwa. This reporter has been tracking down the affairs of the production and research company. According to the information I have now, the clues she currently has may also include the possibility of being able to get along with 'that gentleman'. Generate related information. Therefore, as required, I will also eradicate her."

The professional killer also didn't address the congressman by his name, but referred to him as "that gentleman".

"At present, Jiangto is the most important task." Kurosawa's voice continued, "I have a way to solve the production and research enterprises, and you don't need to be distracted."

"Don't worry." The corners of Enxi's mouth turned up slightly, "I'm just a person who is used to being foolproof. I will take care of your affairs, and I will also take care of my side. Please don't forget, it's the 'that' Sir' hired me, not you. Therefore, I will only act in the best interest of my client."

In the words, Enxi has revealed a smile that is almost sick.

After a few more words, the foreign man immediately hung up the phone.

As if he was afraid of disturbing the feast.Enxi slowly put on a pair of leather gloves, took out a black luggage bag from the side, and unzipped it with a "zip".

But there was a wrench in the bag, an electric drill, several black plastic bags, tape, a dagger, a screwdriver... These tools still seemed to be rusty.There is almost no light in the abandoned parking lot, only a few nearly broken lights flicker from time to time.The moment the light hit the tools in the bag, when the so-called rust spot was exposed to the light, it showed traces like human blood.

En Xi hummed an unknown song while arranging the tools in the luggage bag.

Right now, his phone is in the trunk of a dusty car next door.

Suddenly, the phone vibrated. The sound of "crack" was particularly harsh in this abandoned underground parking lot.But a text message popped up on the phone.In the near darkness, the first thing displayed on the phone was the name of the sender—Niwa Marina——

The name of the female reporter.

Then the content of the text message emerged——

"Hello. I'm Niwa, a reporter. For the sake of confidentiality, I changed this mobile phone number to call you. Last time you told me via email that you should hand over the account information of the Daheyuan Production and Research Company to me. The delivery address is It's in the underground parking lot at No. 641, 311 Street, Fuqing City. I think I remember the address correctly. I'm rushing now, and there are a few taxis in the middle of the night. I'm sorry. It should be there in 5 minutes."

Under the night, the female reporter who was eager to trace the clues of the production and research enterprise was rushing to Cangqiao Electronic Instrument Co., Ltd., but Niwa, who had always been vigilant, relaxed his vigilance this time.This female reporter still doesn't know what is waiting for her there...

(End of this chapter)