Tokyo Barrister: Start the law firm bankruptcy

Chapter 565 Scream: The Crisis of Female Reporters (2)

1:[-] AM.

Kyoto, Xijing District, No. 641, Street 311, Fuqing City, next to the elevated highway.

At night, the temperature of this ancient city suddenly dropped a few points without warning, with the last remnant of winter's cold wind "hoo, hoo" wantonly blowing between the buildings, like a pack of wolves howling under the crescent moon.Next to the office building of Cangqiao Electronic Instrument Co., Ltd. is a highway viaduct.The huge bridge shadow cast a layer of darkness on the nearby buildings.

Niwa shuttled through the highway under the viaduct, hurriedly walking forward.From time to time, she raised her hand and glanced at her watch, her face looked a little anxious.It has been more than a month since Niwa came to Kyoto to investigate the corruption and fraud of production and research enterprises.

During this period of time, she has visited a large number of production and research enterprises on the spot.At least nearly 80% of the production and research enterprises do not actually operate, but are just shell companies.However, it is such a shell company that can continuously extract a large amount of scientific research funds from universities every year, and holds many magical "patents" that come from nowhere.The computer website homepages of the seemingly glamorous production and research companies all formed an extremely sharp contrast with the dilapidated office addresses on the ground.

However, this is not enough.Niwa also needs some internal account books of industrial enterprises.Even if there is only one company, it can completely solve the problem of public scientific research funding for production and research companies.However, obtaining these internal materials is not easy at all, and it can even be said to be almost impossible.

But just when Niwa was at a loss, some time ago, she received an email from an anonymous person.

The anonymous person is willing to provide some account books of production and research companies for him to take pictures, but he cannot take them away.

After several rounds of back-and-forth negotiations, the two parties finally decided on the underground parking garage at No. 641 Street-311, Fuqing City Township.

And this——is Niwa's destination tonight.

Meet with this anonymous person and get information.

If tonight's information can be successfully obtained, then this month-long investigation will finally be able to reach a conclusion, Niwa thought with relief in his heart.

The light from the street lamps on both sides of the road has a faint reddish-orange color, and the surrounding buildings are mostly factory buildings or office buildings with low floors.This area was originally designed as an industrial area.Large roads are purposely widened for heavy truck traffic.However, against the backdrop of such a wide road, this area appears to be even more depressed.

There are even some cautious people.

Niwa pulled her black coat a little tighter, and under the cold wind, she couldn't help curling up.Today's destination is an underground parking lot of an abandoned office building.The other party is also cautious enough to choose to meet in such a place.However, Niwa also understands this caution.After all, I was also threatened because of tracking down the production and research companies.

Not long after, the female reporter arrived at her destination.

The office building of Kurahashi Electronic Instrument Co., Ltd.—However, at this time, Niwa didn't know that the address where they met this time was actually the abandoned address of a production and research company.

The entrance to the abandoned underground parking lot in front of him was pitch black. There were a total of eight lane entrances and four toll booths.The spaciousness at the entrance seems to be quietly telling the past glory here.However, no matter how luxurious the underground garage was, the dilapidated scene now adds a bit of fear.

The huge, pitch-black entrance was as ferocious as the fangs of a monster.

Niwa frowned slightly, but still walked forward bravely. "Crack, click, click", the sound of Niwa's short-heeled shoes hitting the asphalt road was extremely clear.The entire garage and staircase are dilapidated, but the automatic electrical system still appears to be functioning.Standing at the entrance, you can vaguely see a few lights flickering.

At the end of the third corner of the underground garage——

This is the meeting place agreed by Niwa and Anonymous.

As soon as you walk into this garage, you will be greeted by thick dust.The glowing "Emergency Exit" signs are still in operation.Many drainage devices in the underground garage have also been damaged, and there is a lot of water in it.The stagnant water exudes a stench together with dust into an extremely choking smell.

Niwa couldn't help coughing a few times, then gently covered his mouth and nose with his hands, and continued to walk forward.

The female reporter counted the turnings in front of her, for fear of making a mistake.Finally, take a right at the third corner and walk further into the garage.The harsh environment slowed down the passage of time.

After walking for about 5 minutes, a chained escape door appeared at the end of the third turning.The emergency sign night lights on the escape doors are also still functioning.

In front of the escape door under the night light, there was a figure.

The figure was wearing a big black windbreaker and was very tall. He was standing there with a hood on his head.A black veil covered his face.Although the clothes covered his facial features, the leaking golden hair and blue eyes showed that he was a foreign man.

In front of him was an abandoned car with a black duffel bag on the trunk, and next to the duffel bag were brown files one after another.

Seeing this scene, Niwa could not help but stop slightly.She did not expect that the person she met was a Westerner.I don't know why, although I can't see his face clearly.However, Niwa felt an uncomfortable feeling, an uncomfortable feeling that came from nowhere.For some reason, she hated the temperament revealed by this anonymous person.

"Sorry, I'm late." Niwa took the initiative to take a few steps forward and said hello.

When Enxi saw that the female reporter in front of her actually cast a net on her own initiative, the face under the mask couldn't help showing a sickly excited smile, and the whole person's blood began to spurt.He seemed to see that the prey was about to stagger into the bait trap he had carefully set, and he could immediately tear the prey in front of him to pieces, quietly admiring the wailing of the target before it was about to die.

"Well." Enxi responded lightly, "The information you want is placed there. The brown file bag, I only give you 20 minutes to take pictures. After the shooting, I have to return these materials back to the company. "

Although Enxi said so, these materials are of course false.

Niwa opened his mouth, and wanted to exchange some pleasantries, but seeing the other party being so straightforward, he couldn't open his mouth again. After all, the occasion was special, and both parties wanted to end it as soon as possible.Niwa immediately walked to the back of the trunk, turned his back to Enxi, opened the file bag, took out the information inside, and quickly took out his mobile phone to take pictures.

"Crack! Crack! Crack!" The phone's flash light continued to light up.

The female reporter started filming deftly.

The sound of "shua, shua, shua" turning the pages continued to appear.

Niwa's movements seemed to be heard throughout the silent underground parking garage.

About 5 minutes passed.

Suddenly, the man behind him broke the silence.

"How does it feel to be a reporter?"

"It's not that bad." Niwa smiled wryly, without looking back, and continued to focus on the account books in front of him, "Reporters are often forced to say things they don't want to say, and there is always a price for telling the truth."

"How long have you been in Kyoto?"

"Almost two months."

"Where do you live?"

"Sakyo District."

"Is it a hotel?"

Niwa frowned, for some reason she had a feeling that the man behind her seemed to be spying on her residence.Originally, Niwa was very grateful to have such a person who could provide him with valuable information.But I don't know why, the whole meeting, from the very beginning, I felt faintly uncomfortable.

"Live at a friend's house in Kyoto." Niwa made up an answer casually.

The man behind him didn't ask any more questions.

Time passed quietly like this.

Suddenly, a laugh came from behind.There is a certain kind of sickness and arrogance in this laughter. In the silent dilapidated garage in the middle of the night, it is like a big bell suddenly ringing in an unoccupied villa.

"Let me say, Niwa, you female reporter, you have learned how to deceive people. Don't you live in Room 1708 of the Liston Hotel?"

Um--?Niwa froze for a moment, and his thumb, which had been pressing the shutter button of the phone, also stopped. Room 1708, Liston Hotel, these two words came from the mouth of the man behind just now.This is exactly the room I stayed in at the Kyoto Liston Hotel, and it is the room where the threat letter was placed.However, I never told anyone about my stay at the Liston Hotel.

Could it be - could it be! ! !Niwa felt her heart beating suddenly, and a terrifying answer suddenly appeared in her mind.The only person who could report his address in the hotel was the person who put the threatening letter in the guest room, except for the lawyer Kitahara and his team who had met before.

Could it be that the man behind him is the one who threatened him? !

The situation has changed too suddenly and alarmingly.

Niwa immediately turned around abruptly, held the trunk of the car with one hand, and looked behind him.

However, at the moment when he looked back, a wrench with a cold light appeared in front of him.The wrench in the air was held by the tall Atlantic man in a black windbreaker in front of him, and he threw it at the female reporter at an extremely fast speed.So much so that the heavy wrench even made the sound of rubbing against the air.The end of the ferocious trajectory of the wrench was the head of this female reporter—an undisguised killing intent!
Niwa's eyes widened instantly, and at this moment her body was completely directed by the instinct of her nerves.There is no room for her to think and play.She stepped on her left foot suddenly, and her whole body dodged quickly, trying to avoid this fatal blow.However, this really happened in a very short period of time.No matter how sensitive the reaction is, it is impossible to completely avoid it.

The metal wrench wiped the beautiful reporter's forehead and hacked down, and a bloodstain was drawn on the raised edge.Afterwards, although the heavy wrench deviated from its original target, it hit the female reporter's right shoulder directly and heavily with a thunderous force.

In an instant, the clothes on Niwa's right shoulder were dented suddenly.No matter what the flesh and blood body could not resist the blow of the metal.There was a slight sound of bone explosions, and within a second, the bones of the scapula snapped, and many pieces were crushed out of the human body by physical force.These bone fragments "splattered" in the body and further cut muscles and nerves. At this moment, the wrench was like a blender, directly and mercilessly crushing the beautiful reporter's right shoulder.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"—

A woman's shrill cry echoed in the underground garage...

(End of this chapter)