Daily life in the world of famous detectives

Xiao Lanyu stretched out half of her hand, and looked at the figure who was running away, with a look of worry on her small face.

The amusement park was like this last time, this time it won't be...

"This guy, it's not easy to go shopping, really." Yuanzi lowered his eyelids and bit the ball into his mouth.

The Miyano sisters who were following the two girls looked slightly condensed. They really wanted to follow up and have a look, but they had no choice but to give up as their two little hands were being held respectively.

.......

Drea cb.

Going round and round along the way, Matsuda followed the man and came here.

Although the name sounds good, it is just a nightclub living in a dark alley.

Although it is currently in the afternoon, the location of this store is very unique. There is no sunlight around, and it happens to be blocked by tall buildings.

Looking at the bare-skinned women standing at the door, Matsuda sighed softly, covering his forehead.

To follow, or not to follow?

Just when Matsuda was hesitating, the man skillfully took out two stacks of banknotes from his bag, and stuffed them into the snow-white gully on the woman's chest.

It wasn't over yet, and he took the opportunity to wipe the oil several times before withdrawing his hand.

Matsuda, who was hiding behind the wall, couldn't help smacking his tongue secretly when he saw the woman being groped panting slightly, with all kinds of flirtatious eyes.

This is too good at playing...

At present, behind the scenes of some glamorous capitalists, this is almost what they look like.

Luxurious and extravagant seems to be synonymous with them.

However, their power is also extremely great, and ordinary people who oppose them are simply a dead end.

And some people even have to curry favor with them for some benefit.

The wanted criminal in front of him seemed to be a reporter before, and he probably violated the interests of a certain capitalist in South Korea, so he did not hesitate to arrest him across the country.

Perhaps, there is something to hold it in the hands of the other party.

Matsuda smiled coldly, seeing the man walk into the room with two women in his arms, he also took off his disguise.

A teenager shouldn't come to this kind of place.

===Chapter 248 Purple Haired Woman===

After returning to his original appearance, Matsuda pulled up the hat of the sweater, put on the necessary black sunglasses, and walked out from behind the wall.

"Ouch, sisters, here comes another guest!"

The eyes of the leading woman at the entrance of the nightclub lit up, and she couldn't help being elated when she saw the man in a black sweater walking towards him.

Today's business is really good!

"that..."

Just as Matsuda opened his mouth, two women entangled him.

One left and one right, the feeling of being wrapped in two soft masses made him slightly stiff.

"Brother, isn't this the first time you've come to this kind of place?" The woman on the left covered her mouth and smiled.

The woman on the right also smiled and said, "Brother, why are you wearing sunglasses and a hat? Are you afraid that people will recognize you when you come to this kind of place?"

"Hee hee hee~!"

The women around also laughed.

Matsuda's face darkened, and he was actually looked down upon. How could this be possible?

"Get me a private room."

Matsuda withdrew his hand, took out the wallet from his clothes, and casually took out several stacks of banknotes.

"Thank you brother! Brother is so generous!"

The women on the left and right happily took the banknotes, put them away, and hugged Matsuda even tighter.

The few women next to her looked envious and jealous. It was probably the son of a rich family who secretly came out to play without telling the family.

Walking into the store, Matsuda and the two women walked through the hall, then through the corridor, and came to a box.

At this moment, a woman Matsuda had seen before retreated from the opposite box, cursing and saying:

"Damn, it turned out to be Korean won, so happy for nothing."

She didn't have time to take a closer look before, she was only interested in pleasing the guests, but after taking out the tip from her chest, she realized something was wrong.

According to the exchange rate between Japanese Yen and South Korean Won, which is about [-]:[-], she only made a little bit.

The key is to go to the bank to exchange it, which is too troublesome.

"No, you have to earn it back!"

The woman clenched the money in her hand and entered the box again.

The two women next to Songtian were a little dazed. The man who came just now was actually Korean?No wonder Japanese sounds weird.

Matsuda was amazed, this guy was really impatient, he dared to come out to spend before he had time to exchange the banknotes.

But when you think about it carefully, it makes sense. There is really no need to worry so much about spending in such a small place.

"Is there anyone in the private room next to him?" Matsuda asked the woman on the left.

The woman on the left froze for a moment, and said, "No, brother, are you going to that box?"

"Here, this is the rest of the tip, just treat it as if you have already served me, and don't ask anything else."

Matsuda took out several stacks of banknotes from his wallet and handed them to the two women, then walked towards the box.

After receiving the money, the two women looked at each other, and were stunned for a moment.

This gentleman paid and did nothing but a box?

Matsuda didn't care what the two women were thinking, he walked into the box, closed the wooden door, and eavesdropped on the wall.

"Hmm~ Guest, how is my service?"

"No, not bad, wonderful!"

"And me ~ guest!"

"You, you are not bad either!"

With the sound of more and more heavy gasps, Matsuda's face had already turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

He spent so much money, he didn't want to come to hear this!

Forget it, no matter how much it is, let's catch it first.

Just when Matsuda wanted to go out to arrest someone, the wooden door suddenly opened.

A woman with short purple hair and only a bath towel wrapped around her body walked in.

"You, you..." Matsuda opened his eyes slightly, a little incoherently.

The woman has an oval face with light makeup on, her facial features are exquisite and small, and under her slender willow-leaf eyebrows are a pair of watery purple pupils.

Her skin was as white as suet jade, and she was tall and slender, and the bath towel that wrapped her perfectly set off her "S" curve.

"Sir, I came here instead of the two younger sisters. You paid so much money but didn't want to serve them. Our boss thinks that you are dissatisfied with them, so he asked me to come and serve you."

The purple-haired woman clutched the bath towel, and slowly approached Matsuda while talking.

"Wait, wait a minute, I really don't need a service." Matsuda took a step back in embarrassment.

The purple-haired woman stopped, looked up at the man in front of her calmly, and then continued to move.

"The people who come here are all looking for happiness, sir, don't pretend."

She came to Songtian's side, and lightly touched Songtian, a jade hand began to gently caress Songtian's chest.

Matsuda was slightly taken aback, the woman's expression was rather numb than calm, and he clearly saw a trace of sadness in the woman's eyes.

This is a woman with a story.

Just as Matsuda was stunned, the purple-haired woman took off his hat and sunglasses.

Looking at the handsome and flawless face in front of her, her little face was slightly stunned.

It was the first time she met such a man with such a good temperament.

"You don't seem like someone who would come to this kind of place, who are you..." the woman said softly.

Matsuda smiled slightly and said, "What about you, since you don't want to, why do you do this?"

The woman bit her lip lightly, but did not answer.

"There are only two possibilities in this business, one is forced by life, and the other..." Matsuda's eyes became cold.

If it is voluntary, he can't control it, but if it is forced, then he has to control it.

"No one forced me, I voluntarily."

The woman withdrew her jade hand and turned her back to Matsuda, but her voice trembled slightly.

"In that case..." Matsuda was silent for a moment, then suddenly took out his wallet and took out a large stack of banknotes. "Why don't you do me a favor? This is all yours."

"What's the matter?" The woman turned around, instead of looking at the banknotes beside her, she stared closely at the man in front of her.

"You just have to stay with me in this private room for a while, I won't do anything to you, but you have to, uh... make some... that sound..."

Matsuda looked embarrassed, and although he didn't know what to say, he finally said it.

"Sir, what you mean is, make the illusion that you and I are happy in this room." The corner of the woman's mouth was a little bitter. "It seems that sir already knows."

Matsuda smiled and said, "Is it your boss' order? I want you to find out the purpose of my coming here."

"Spending so much money just for a private room, anyone would doubt it." The woman caressed her purple hair, looked at Matsuda and said, "However, sir, he doesn't even bother to play every occasion, he is really a real person."

Matsuda smiled faintly: "In the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies and tricks are futile."

"Mr. is really confident."

The woman smiled softly. It was the first time she had met such an interesting man since she was a child.

"How about doing me a favor this time?" Matsuda put away his smile and asked seriously.

"Huh?" The woman was taken aback. "What's busy?"

===Chapter 249 Another deal===

"The purpose of my coming here is for that foreigner next door. You only need to pass on my words to your boss."

Outside an office at the corner at the end of the corridor, the woman's jade hand was halfway out, hanging in the air, and she did not knock on the door for a long time.

The man's words from before are still in her ears, constantly resounding in her mind.

Why did he say his purpose so easily?

The woman was puzzled, she shook her head and knocked on the door.

"Come in." Hearing the voice from the back room, the woman opened the door and walked in.

Although the house is a bit shabby, it is very clean.

In front of the wooden desk, a crew-cut man in a black suit who looked to be in his 30s looked at the woman who walked in and said, "How is things going?"

"He came here for the foreigner next door." The woman's expression was flat, and she had already changed into a purple suspender dress at this time.

"Foreigner? What foreigner?" The man in the black suit frowned and tapped on the desk lightly.

As if thinking of something, his expression changed, and he suddenly stood up from the office chair he was sitting on.

"Which private room is that foreigner in, take me right away!"

Seeing the man hurried out the door, the woman in the purple skirt froze for a moment, and followed him with doubts on her face.

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