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Chapter 136 135·Maid Game (please subscribe)

Shirakawa was awarded the position of special adviser to the Metropolitan Police Department, which also meant that his safety had another layer of protection.

After the meeting, Section Chief Matsuyama took the initiative to invite everyone to have a meal in the Metropolitan Police Department cafeteria.

Shirakawa and Shiraki Saya sat together, and the pot-bellied Section Chief Matsuyama teased,
"If Kuraki-kun were a few years older, he would be a perfect match for our Miss Saya."

Shiraki Saya suddenly blushed and buried her head in eating.

There was a burst of laughter in the restaurant, but Asanuma Koiko's expression was very bad, as if what Section Chief Matsuyama invited her to eat was not a serious delicacy, but a pile of soy sauce.

"Miss Aiko, don't put on a bad face. Even an old man like me doesn't feel ashamed. Why do you care? Your future is bright. I heard that you have been invited to teach at Tokyo University?"

Koga Shunsuke said with a smile.

Asanuma Reiko nodded slightly, "Yes, Mr. Koga, my bad mood has nothing to do with winning or losing."

"Really? But the look in your eyes when you look at Mr. Cangmu is full of resentment. Could it be that I saw it wrong, haha."

Koga Shunsuke smiled again.

Asanuma Reiko shook her head, "I just think talented people should also know basic courtesy."

This sentence should be given to yourself intact.

Baichuan cursed and continued eating.

Because of the relatively close distance, Baichuan naturally heard the female top student's evaluation of him, but he did not intend to pay attention to this woman with special quirks.

"Miss Saya, do you know Tsuboi Kazuki?"

Bai Chuan suddenly asked.

Saya Shiraki raised her head and looked at Shirakawa in surprise, "I know! Don't Cangmu-kun know?"

"Is he famous?"

Bai Chuan asked doubtfully.

Saya Shiraki nodded heavily, "He is a man known as the Godfather of Crime. 18 years ago, his reputation spread throughout Tokyo, oh no, the whole country. No one does not know his name."

"The Godfather of Crime?"

Bai Chuan's brows frowned slightly.

Section Chief Matsuyama seemed to recall the past, and he sighed,

"No one thought that that man would be a natural psycho-killer. At that time, he was the best special consultant hired by the police force and helped the police solve many mysterious cases."

"Professor, didn't you tell me not to mention this matter?"

an older police officer reminded.

Section Chief Matsuyama touched his delicate mustache and covered up his embarrassment with laughter, "Haha, haha, I'm sorry, I drank too much and forgot."

"You weren't drinking at all, you were drinking orange juice."

The old police officer reminded.

Section Chief Matsuyama laughed again, "Hahaha, orange juice? I bet there must be alcohol in it."

No one paid attention to Section Chief Matsuyama's cold joke, and everyone started talking about Tsuboi Kazuki.

Through their descriptions, Shirakawa had a rough idea of ​​what kind of person Tsuboi Kazuki was.

18 years ago, Tsuboi Kazuki committed 33 serial murders in the island country that shocked the country. The police did not find any clues and even asked him to help assist in investigating the case, which became the biggest joke at the time.

If Tsuboi Kazuki's fiancée hadn't discovered the body piled in a snowman in the yard, discovered Tsuboi Kazuki's true identity, and reported him, basically no one would have known that he was the mastermind of the case.

After Tsuboi Kazuki was arrested, because of his super high IQ, even though he killed so many people, he was only sentenced to life imprisonment because the police only found a body in a snowman and not even the murder weapon.

In addition to the 33 serial murder cases, he has also done other cases, but they were all perfect crimes and left no clues. If he hadn't taken the initiative to confess, no one would have known about it.

But he never told the police where the murder weapon and evidence were.

He told the police at the time that he was doing the case purely to make fun of the Metropolitan Police.

Therefore, these disgraceful things are not allowed to be discussed openly within the Metropolitan Police Department.

When I mention Tsuboi Kazuki, I will only say that he is a heinous Psycho-killer.

Many of the cases he committed have yet to be found and have become mysteries.

On the one hand, the police are detecting and investigating these old cases.

On the other hand, when encountering other similar cases, they would go to the prison to consult him and help analyze the psycho-killer's behavior pattern.

Because of this, he earned the title of the Godfather of Crime. Many prisoners imitated him in committing crimes, but no one was truly perfect like him.

Bai Chuan really couldn't imagine how he could have a blood relationship with such a Psycho-killer.

Unless, his fiancée is his original mother, Aika Xiaobashi.

"Do you know who his fiancée is?"

"This is confidential information, I can't tell you."

Section Chief Matsuyama said with a smile.

"This is to protect the whistleblower. If she is exposed, many perverts who admire Tsuboi Kazuki may launch crazy revenge on her."

Shuichi Mouri said with a serious face.

"After so many years, we have long forgotten who the whistleblower was."

The old police officer interjected.

Shirakawa nodded in understanding. He seemed to want to know if Tsuboi Kazuki's fiancée was his original mother. He had to go and meet Kobashi Aika in person.

She recently had an operation and should be recuperating. As a "son", he should also visit her.

After eating, Bai Chuan came out of the Metropolitan Police Department. The midday sun was so hot that his skin hurt.

Shirakawa rode his beloved electric bike and headed towards the maid cafe.

The successful capture of the prisoner this time was largely due to Miss Kyoko. How could I not thank her properly?

Moreover, Shirakawa wanted to take another look at the thick diary, take a photo if it was convenient, and send it to Shuichi Mori at the Metropolitan Police Department.

This Maori police officer sometimes seems to be too cautious in his actions.

It took Shirakawa an hour to arrive at the maid cafe.

Two lively and lovely maids in the cafe immediately came to greet them.
"Master, do you need something to drink?"

"I want to find Miss Kyoko."

Shirakawa rejected the enthusiastic maids and directly called Miss Kyoko by name.

The two maids sighed and called out Kyoko who was resting in the inner room.Kyoko was wearing a black maid dress and a white ruffled apron, holding a silver teapot and tray in her hands, looking at Shirakawa expressionlessly,

"One hour?"

"Can I have the whole afternoon?"

Bai Chuan asked with a smile.

Kyoko nodded lightly, followed Shirakawa to the specific booth, and handed the menu to Shirakawa.

Shirakawa did not order coffee this time, but black tea and strawberry cake.

Kyoko brought over the black tea and cakes ordered by Shirakawa.

"Master, please use it slowly."

I have to say that Bai Chuan did have a very strange feeling in his heart when such a good-looking maid called him master.

"These are ordered for you, I don't like sweets."

Shirakawa pushed the delicate disk towards Kyoko.

Kyoko did not refuse. She was very professional and would basically do anything that did not touch the bottom line. This was also one of the maid rules and she could not violate the reasonable requirements of her master.

Of course, Bai Chuan didn't understand these things. He just wanted to treat the beautiful Miss Kyoko to dessert.

Jingzi picked up a small spoon, gently scooped a spoonful of cake, slowly put it into Cherry's little mouth, and chewed it expressionlessly.

Anyone trying to judge whether the cake tastes good or not by looking at her expression will be disappointed.

"Miss Jingzi, can you lend me your diary to read again? I need to take a photo and send it to the police as evidence."

Kyoko took out the thick diary from her apron.

Shirakawa was surprised last time. Miss Kyoko not only likes to write a diary, but also carries it with her. This is really special.

Jingzi flipped through the diary and found relevant content. She covered other places and asked Bai Chuan to take pictures.

Bai Chuan took out his mobile phone and took a photo, very curious about the other contents of the diary.

But Kyoko didn't seem to want to share it with him.

Kyoko put the diary back into her apron pocket and continued to eat cake and drink black tea quietly.

"Thank you, Miss Kyoko, you helped me a lot this time."

Bai Chuan said politely.

Jingzi still had no expression and just nodded slightly. Her hairstyle today was slightly different from yesterday. Her long golden hair seemed to have been carefully taken care of and curled into waves.

The color of the lipstick is also a little darker than yesterday.

In other words, I didn’t put on lipstick yesterday, but I put it on specifically today.

Did she know I was coming?Did you dress up specially?Or is it always like this?
Bai Chuan couldn't help but guess.

Time goes by so slowly.

Since Jingzi didn't like to talk, Baichuan didn't know what to say.

Both of them chose silence tacitly.

Half an hour passed. Bai Chuan always felt that the atmosphere would become more and more awkward if he didn't say something, so he took the initiative to speak.
"how are you recently?"

"Fortunately."

After the two asked and answered, they fell into silence again.

Half an hour passed, and Baichuan spoke again,
"Miss Jingzi, do you still need to find someone to share your apartment with?"

Jingzi shook her head, "I still live in the same place."

original place?Is it the one upstairs from me?

"Really? Why haven't we met in the elevator?"

"Maybe you didn't pay attention."

Kyoko said calmly.

Baichuan felt that Miss Kyoko was a woman who was good at chatting to death, but since she spent money, there was no reason to remain silent.

He is her master today.

"Ms. Jingzi, I don't come here often. Are there any other projects you can introduce to me?"

Bai Chuan asked politely.

Kyoko took out the menu. In addition to the serious ordering of coffee and desserts, there were also more serious maid chats and maid games.

As for the maid game, the main thing is to let the maid put on the maid outfit that the owner likes, and then play the mobile game together. This game can also require multiple maids to participate together, because the mobile game is an online game.

Bai Chuan looked at the maid's optional suits. The cooler the outfit, the more expensive it was. Fortunately, he now had hundreds of millions of dollars in assets, so he didn't have to worry about not being able to afford it.

"Miss Kyoko, do you like to play dress-up games?"

Bai Chuan asked.

Jingzi was silent for 3 seconds and nodded slowly.

"Then let's change all these clothes."

Considering that she would have to stay in the maid cafe all afternoon, and Miss Kyoko was a taciturn person, Shirakawa could only ask her to change her clothes.

The first five maid outfits are relatively conservative, and Miss Kyoko manages them very well.

It was not until the sixth set that the designer began to expose his xp, with many hollows and blank spaces.

Even Sister Yu, whose face was paralyzed, showed a shy expression.

Baichuan couldn't help but his eyes lit up. She felt that this pure lace maid outfit was very suitable for her, but it was not suitable for men who were always in the period of adolescent hormones.

Only a serious person like myself can truly appreciate the design of clothes.

[Miss Jingzi is so tempting. You are already thinking about going to her house for a cup of coffee and having an in-depth communication with her when you send her home at night...]

　The Miss Kyoko I've been waiting for finally appears.

　　But her role is still to come, and this is just a foreshadowing.

　　Our reporter lady hasn’t pushed it yet?Let’s put Miss Kyoko’s role later.

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　　There have been very few friends who voted for the monthly ticket recently, and there are also very few friends who left comments on the latest chapter. What's going on?Grandpas who are readers, haven’t they all started to keep books?
　　
　
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