No One Knows Ke Xue Better Than Me

Suzuki Takahashi has the cheek to apply to live next door to Senator Ogi.

Anyway, living in one is also living, living in two is also living.

Tokiwa Mio had no reason to refuse, and agreed to this small request.

The two suspected murders discovered today involved a total of three participants.

The probability of Tokiwa Mio's action is not high, and if she gets a warning, she will ask bodyguards to protect her.

Takagi Shibuya watches Ruyuefengshui, and he protects Ogi Iwamatsu.

As long as you stick to it until the opening tomorrow, you should be able to avoid the murder.

In his thoughts, Suzuki Qiaoqiao came to Room 6711 in Building B and knocked on the door.

"Dong dong dong."

The twin skyscrapers have not yet opened, and the staff has not yet arrived.

Ogi Iwamatsu thought it was Miss Tokiwa's visit, and happily ran to open the door:

"Haha, here we come."

When he opened the door, he saw a tall man in black clothes and black pants.

"Hello, I'm Suzuki Qiaoqiao, the criminal investigation consultant of the Mihua Metropolitan Police Department."

Damu Yansong saw him in the morning, blocked the door and asked:

"Is there something wrong with me?"

Suzuki Qiaoqiao was expressionless, and said what he thought:

"I got news here. In the past two days, someone may be against you."

He said nine truths and one falsehood, and did not mention that someone committed the murder.

Otherwise, the other party is afraid and may go home to escape the disaster.

Damu Yansong can become a member of parliament, and he himself has seen strong winds and waves.

His face was calm, and he could not see the true emotions in his heart:

"Officer, where did you get the news?"

"The specific source, you don't have to know."

An official answer, directly rounded back.

Suzuki Qiaoqiao raised his hand and pointed to Room 6710 next to him:

"Miss Mio won't be here tonight. I live next door. If you have any problems, you can call for help at any time."

After speaking, he turned around and returned to the room without waiting for the MP to reply.

It's like fishing, if the pressure is too tight, the fish will come off the hook.

……

At eleven o'clock in the evening, Suzuki Joe Bridge received a call from Takagi Shibu:

"Mr. Kisaragi drove to the underground parking lot of the Twin Skyscrapers. Shall I follow?"

"No, just stand by where you are, and I'll call you if something happens."

"Okay, Advisor Suzuki."

Hanging up the phone, he knocked on the door of Damu Yansong.

The other party had just taken a shower and was wearing a bathrobe, and was a little impatient:

"what happened again?"

Suzuki Qiaoqiao pursed his lips, showing a professional smirk:

"Mr. Senator, do you mind if I come in for a while?"

Damu Yansong narrowed his triangular eyes and resisted:

"What the hell do you want to do?"

It was late at night, and Tokiwa Mio was living in the villa.

If Ruyuefengshui wanted to do something to her, he should not come to the Twin Skyscrapers.

Maybe it's because the surveillance is not turned on tonight, it's a good time to commit murder.

"Mr. Congressman, the police officer downstairs said that someone came up to you."

"Who?"

"I didn't see it clearly, but on the bright side, you are the only guest in Building B tonight. If you let me in, you may be able to keep you safe. If I go back, the consequences will be at your own risk."

Damu Yansong's chest heaved, resisting his anger, and opened the door:

"You guys are really annoying. If no one comes later, I will definitely give feedback to your leader during the day."

If it weren't for the points, Suzuki Qiaoqiao would not want to serve:

"This is what you said yourself, then I'll go back."

It is a basic skill to be able to get involved in the political arena and to use the rudder to see the wind.

Damu Yansong smiled and greeted:

"Well, I was joking with you just now. Officer, don't take it seriously."

Seeing the other party's second counseling, Suzuki Qiaoqiao entered the bathroom and closed the door.

After more than ten minutes, there was a knock on the door.

"Dong dong dong."

"Who?"

Damu Yansong let out a loud cry, but did not open the door rashly.

He looked out through the cat's eyes and found that it was Ruyuefengshui, a little surprised.

Strange, what is this old guy doing here?

Suzuki Qiaoqiao didn't say anything about the murder, but Damu Yansong thought he was here to make trouble:

"Teacher Ruyue, it's so late, what are you doing here?"

"The old man is here to send the painting." Ruyue Fengshui raised the scroll: "You should like it."

painting?

Damu Yansong tilted his head and looked at the bathroom with the lights out.

Kisaragi-sensei's paintings can be sold for a lot of money, and Tokiwa Mio made a fortune because of reselling.

Free things are delivered to your door, don't be free.

Besides, the police are still here.

This old guy dared to make trouble and arrested him directly!

Damu Yansong did not know that his life was in danger, so he opened the door to welcome people in:

"Teacher Ruyue, please come in."

Ru Yuefeng Shui walked into the house and took the initiative to hand out the picture scroll.

Oki Iwamatsu unfolded it and saw a beautiful picture of the snow scene of Mount Fuji.

"Wow, that's really good, can you sell it for a lot of money?"

Ru Yuefeng's mouth twitched slightly, and his eyes became colder.

But after two or three breaths, his body changed rapidly.

The old man who was originally rickety has become a little black with a young and indistinguishable gender.

His eyes were full of killing intent, and he drew out a blade that glowed with cold light.

When the black brother smiled, life and death were unpredictable.

For the convenience of appreciation, Damu Yansong hung the paintings on the wardrobe.

Looking back to see the strange little black, his triangular eyes widened to the largest, and he spoke tremblingly:

"you you you……"

But in the blink of an eye, Qiao Qiao rushed out of the bathroom.

The shadows are like beasts, and the sound is like a bell:

"Bah!"

Xiao Hei did not expect an ambush, and immediately looked horrified and wanted to slip away.

Suzuki Qiaoqiao blocked the retreat, stepped forward and sideways to avoid the slashing.

"boom!"

An old comrade in his 60s fought against a strong man weighing nearly two hundred catties.

Ru Yue Feng Shui didn't know Tai Chi or Hun Yuan exercises, so he was subdued in two strokes.

The dark skin all over his body quickly returned to its original appearance.

Damu Yansong was gasping for breath and was very scared when he arrived.

He pointed at Ruyuefengshui's nose and cursed loudly:

"Damn it! You immortal guy, I won't kill you!"

Suzuki Qiaoqiao raised his brows slightly, feeling very unhappy with this arrogant and domineering attitude, and let go of Ruyuefengshui:

"Sorry, my hand slipped."

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Chapter 186 Rat Tail Juice