Domineering Mafia's Silly Goose Wife

I:? ? ?

Brother, do we know each other?

I looked at the black-haired young man in confusion, and went through it carefully to make sure that I had no memory of him in my mind.And with my current heavy makeup for nightclub ladies, even my own father would have to hesitate for a long time to recognize that this is his daughter, let alone such a person I have no impression of.

He blinked slowly, and suddenly took a big stride over to hold my hand.

"Beautiful lady," he asked me with a smile on his face, "would you like to become an envoy of justice with me?"

I:? ? ?

Where did the older middle-aged patient come from, besides, I am an envoy of justice, so there is no question of success or failure.

Anyway, he wasn't a guest, so I quickly withdrew my hand, and when I was about to seriously express my refusal, Kunikida Doppo was one step ahead of me, grabbed the other party's collar, and roared: "Dazai! How rude! If you still Let Odasaku teach you a lesson if you go back to this kind of behavior!"

That's right, it's really rude. To the nightclub lady, this is simply a heinous act of prostitution.

"Well~ Calm down~" The black-haired young man called Dazai raised his hands innocently, "I just want to get in touch with Miss."

The way to get in the relationship is to spend money on me to help me improve my performance, instead of stealing my little hands and eating my tofu.

Anyway, I have finished what I should say, I stood up and said that you should renew your subscription at some point... Ah no, there is nothing more to say, you can go.

Kunikida Doppo thanked very politely: "Thank you very much for Miss Saori's cooperation, please pay attention to safety during this time."

"Miss Saori?" Dazai blinked, clasped his heart with one hand, and chanted flamboyantly, "This name is so wonderful, it's almost like you."

... so frivolous, I can see my fists are hard, and I want him to know that my fists are also very beautiful.

In order to prevent my patience from running out and my mother-san to fire me, I silently took a step back to distance myself from this frivolous man.

But I never expected that the other party quickly approached with a big stride, grabbed my hand again, wiped away tears and wailed, and forced a business card for me: "Recently, there have been several incidents against beautiful women in Yokohama. Miss Saori must pay attention to safety in the case of the ladies. This is my contact information. If you encounter anything, please feel free to contact me."

"I see." I nodded casually, I didn't dare to look up at his face, I just wanted to put him off quickly.If he gets closer, I really can't control my fist!

"Of course," he blinked his flickering iris-colored eyes, "Even if you have nothing to do, Miss Saori is welcome."

Brother, I know that I am good-looking, so you are so enthusiastic because you fell in love with me at first sight...Huh?

I frowned and found that things were not simple.

My knowledge is limited, and I haven't seen a few men who are clearly frivolous, but he is so frivolous that he seems to be too eager for me.

Overly enthusiastic about a nightclub lady whom she meets for the first time as a would-be victim.

I looked at him suspiciously, and when I met his kite-colored eyes with a gentle smile, I suddenly had an idea.

The classic routine of thieves shouting and catching thieves is not uncommon in many criminal investigation film and television dramas.

The serial murderer who is hard to find has been hidden by the police, and through the convenience of his identity, he has obtained information again and again to commit crimes and escape the pursuit. It was not until the final scene was revealed that everyone suddenly realized.

That's right, this man is the real culprit in the murder of the accompanying girl!

My eyes became sharp immediately, and I carefully scrutinized his delicate little face and his treacherous smile no matter how he looked at it.This man is good-looking, with a slender waist and a sweet mouth. He is simply a good hand at being a cowboy.As visual animals, human beings will have a good impression of good-looking people and put down their guard.This man must have deceived the three down-and-out girls by virtue of his beauty, and then brutally killed them after he got tired of playing.

The more I think about it, the more I feel that this is the truth, and I want to arrest him directly.But reason made me restrain myself, not to mention that my current status is not suitable for this kind of thing, the most important thing is that I have no evidence of his crime at all.Even if he is arrested as a suspect now, it is estimated that he will have to be released within 24 hours.

"If you are in danger," I didn't respond directly or refuse, but chose to reply ambiguously, "I will contact you, Mr. Dazai."

He looked at me, didn't know what he found, and suddenly laughed: "It's ok, after all, I'm the messenger of justice."

Heh, you just said that you are the messenger of justice, why don't you say that you are the superhuman No. 2.

I pinched my chin and looked at the back of them leaving. Kunikida Doppo was saying something irritable, while Dazai Osamu raised his hands innocently to show that he misunderstood.Schrödinger's public security elite intuition told me that this man is not as simple as he seems, maybe he has killed hundreds of people in the past.

...but I have no proof.

This is very bald, I can't forge evidence.

"I'll give you a piece of advice," a familiar voice suddenly sounded beside me, and Mama Sang walked up to me, her eyes were heavy and light in the white mist of cigarettes, "Don't like the man you met in the nightclub, whether it's How did you know each other?"

What?Mama San what are you talking about?

Do I look like I like him?

I clearly want to arrest his gaze.

I waved my hand casually, and I said that Mama-san was worrying unfoundedly: "Mom-san, what are you thinking, I don't have to be emotionally focused on making money now. That person is so poor that he can't even open a bottle of Dong Perry. How could I Will look at him."

"Besides," I told her seriously, "he is still a prostitute, and he took the opportunity to touch my little hand without even ordering a bottle of beer. Mommy Sang, you have to warn all the little sisters to stay away from him in the future. Don't be fooled by his pretty little face."

Whoring for nothing is the most hated thing for a nightclub lady, no matter what he looks like, the first impression is directly reduced to a negative number.I can't tell them to stay away from this suspected serial killer. I can only protect my little sisters in this way.

Mama-san looked at me, wondering if she understood what I said, and asked me with an indescribable expression: "... Saori, do you know what I value most about you?"

"My beauty." I stroked my face covered with makeup, and replied with a deep expression.

Mom Sang: "..."

She smiled at me: "It's because I am stupid, but I always have the determination and confidence to treat others as fools."

Faced with this kind of slander, I automatically and consciously translated it into: Saori, you have a positive and optimistic quality, and you can adjust yourself in the face of difficulties and foolishness. This is one of the necessary skills for a night show lady. Soon You can become the queen of Kabukicho tomorrow.

"Thank you, Mama-san, for your compliment." I thanked me frankly. I didn't expect that Mama-sang, who always speaks without pretentious words, actually spoke so highly of me.Tsk tsk tsk Seeing that she looks like a mature woman, she never expected that she is still a tsundere.But that's right, after all, she yells every day to fire me, but I'm still staying in C-CLUB well.Isn't this arrogant?This is tsundere.

Mom Sang: "..."

She waved me impatiently and rushed me to receive guests.

Come on, I have something else I want to ask you.

I looked around and made sure no one noticed this side, so I approached her mysteriously, and asked her in a low voice: "Mom-san, Mr. Kunikida from the detective agency just asked me if I knew about the murder of the drinking girl."

She lit a cigarette and said flatly, "So?"

"As keen as I found out," I pointed to myself very seriously, "I'm very likely to be the next victim."

"Huh?" She made a soft nasal sound, raised her eyebrows and looked at me without saying a word.

The first-hand information I got from the police department was vague and vague, and I told her my reasoning with my fingers: "Although Mr. Kunikida didn't say it clearly, it is not difficult to guess from his words that the murdered escort girl was not the top one. It is more likely to be the bottom of the bottom. There are few customers and poor performance. In this night market that is more complicated than cabbage and KPIs are regarded as vitamins, they are living on the verge of being fired."

"Doesn't this description sound familiar to you?" I pointed to myself with a straight face, "Isn't this the me now?"

Mom Sang: "...you are quite self-aware."

"But I believe this situation will not last long, and I will soon have repeat customers to take care of my business," I said sternly, "but that will happen in the near future, and the most important thing now is to protect Be good to yourself and contribute to the success of C-CLUB. Mama Sang, you must know some inside information, just tell me."

"I don't know anything."

"What's the matter with everyone, you still use this kind of scene to prevaricate me," I tried my best to play the emotional card with this stubborn woman, "Mum-san, just tell me, so I can take precautions."

I tortured her for a long time before she slowly took a puff of cigarette and squinted at me: "Don't believe a man's words are enough."

"... What's the difference between what you said and what you didn't say?"

"Then add one more thing," she shook off the cigarette ash, "for a man in the night market, you can trust his money, but you must never trust his love."

I found out that Mama-san knew a lot of inside stories that outsiders didn't know, but she didn't tell me.

I exhausted countless brain cells and exhausted all my life's study, and finally got some useful information out of her mouth.According to the low-level little sisters of the three deceased, before they were murdered, they all mentioned that they planned to be a good man and live with an honest man.

I:! ! !

I understand.

There is always only one truth, I pinched my chin, narrowed my eyes and said with a deep expression: "That man is most likely the suspect."

Mama Sang looked down at the orange-lit cigarette with a calm expression: "So what?"

How else.I was a little baffled, but I answered honestly: "Tell the police, this information can basically profile the prisoner."

"Then?"

after?I scratched my head: "Arrest the criminal, let the law make a fair and just trial, and let him atone for his mistakes."

"Saori, you have to understand that the law is not everywhere. This is not a place where justice is served," Mama-san said. "It's not easy to take care of yourself. No one wants to ask for trouble."