Chapter 1888: 1888 12

Spica sent me an e-mail under Law One in my office.

The email showed images of young Southeast Asian people with shallow black skin. Muang Chai.

When Spica saw someone suspicious around her, she was fortunate enough to sneak a picture and tell her to send it.

(I thought it was coming. You were out at the time Spica came to us. If this happens, I'll have to ask Spica to take responsibility too and act as bait)

Law One thinks so and tells Spica to that effect.

"Ouch! Ouch! I'm prepared to take on a dangerous role, too, so don't worry about it, demand anything. '

I get an emoticoned email back, so Law One spills a smile.

(He's interested in the back streets, too. It's a good opportunity to try)

There is a danger to my life, but that's why I don't have that feeling in Law One about keeping me away from such a dangerous place. Like I was, maybe Spica has a fit as a backstreet resident. Might as well live a better life over here. Law One thinks that there is no denying the possibility bud.

Since the policy has been decided, Law One immediately goes near Spica's house - that is, runs a motorcycle near his own home.

Stay on the ground and contact Spica.

(But Muang Chai is a fool too. Lightly found)

In a residential neighborhood, Law One exhales when he sees Muanchai lurking in the shadow of a street tree. Bad from the way you hide.

"Let's say, Muanchai. Are you lost? Shall I get you a dog officer?

I wondered if there was a slightly more attentive dialogue, but I couldn't think of one, so I'll leave it at this.

"No... no. No..."

"You don't have to be. You were exploring my neighborhood on that woman's orders, weren't you? Should I have killed you after all?

To the menacing Muang Chai, Law One speaks with a smile and a laugh. But my eyes aren't laughing. Muang Chai's fear increases even more.

"You saved my life. And yet you're trying to sniff around my neighborhood and even risk someone I know. What would Marcella do if you reported on her, for example? You want to take that kid and take him as a hostage and pawn me? And you're in a place like this to help."

Law ichi saw this as the key point to planting fear and selling favors, even though he didn't think it was mean well. Though, benevolence and other things are not much to expect.

"I can't forgive you, but I'm going to meditate on your eyes because you have a position too. If you do what I say."

"Duh, what do I do... okay? There are things you can't do."

"I owe you my life. Not now. But when I really need your help, I'm asking you. If I refuse then... if I don't move as I think I do, then I'll lend you your life."

To say all that, Law One gently slapped Muang Chai on his shoulder, prompting him to wave and leave here.

After Muanchai obeys what Law One says and honestly disappears, Law One visits Spica's house.

"How'd it go? How do you feel about a life-threatening thrill?"

"Was it really dangerous?

Opposite each other at Spica's house, even though Law One asks, it was not much of a pin.

By the way, Spica lives in her grandparents' house. Spica's grandparents and I have been interacting since Law One was very young.

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"No. As it turns out, no, but you weren't afraid of that possibility?

"I was honestly scared. But I did my best to believe Mr. Ohashi would protect me."

"The danger of life comes time and time again. That's possible. Experience and skill and wisdom are all that important to cut through, but I think the most important thing is luck. My luck hasn't run out yet, but all of a sudden, some people die without luck."

"That's what Mr. Ohashi used to say in his sleep? He wants a kind world."

Act I, which makes it hard to hear that phrase. So I said it in my sleep, and I didn't think Spica was asking me.

"A girl in a club occasionally says the same word, doesn't she? I think I feel comfortable with Mr. Ohashi."

"Heh... What kind of kid are you?"

Only one person in the world thinks it's impossible, such as phrases and ideals that only he likes. There's got to be someone somewhere who wants the exact same thing. Nevertheless, it is rare to be able to circle with such a human being, or at least I have never seen him before.

"Boss, a kid named Spica doesn't seem to be deeply involved with the bridge. Acquaintance degree '

Marcella frowned in an e-mail from Muanchai.

"Isn't that too soon to be sure? Do you have any basis?

I remember how odorous it was, and Marcella called Muanchai and asked.

"Spica and Bridge's home, near. It looked like a neighborhood relationship. I also met Ohashi. We talked."

"Ha? Did you just talk to him in person?

After hearing Muanchai's report, Marcella was exhausted. I ordered you to sneak up on it, but it's too ridiculous, such as asking them about their relationship in grandeur.

'Is there a problem? It's a quick way.'

"Aren't you dumber than Zhou? Well... that's enough. I'll go directly."

Tell him with a face like a bitter bug chewed up, and Marcella hangs up the phone.

(I need to remember him as the guy I can't use... No, I was wondering if you were that stupid? You looked like you were working properly before)

That's all I've been thinking about, Marcella thinks.

(Maybe he's stepping in for the bridge and reporting it falsely? Or it could be that the bridge has found us and threatened us. Well... even if the latter has no choice, if it is the former, you will need punishment)

I don't want to plead guilty to my own men or anything, Marcella, but if it's the former, it's an act of nothing but betrayal, and I can't refuse to let it go. If treachery occurs to a subordinate, along with fierce anger and hatred, make him pay the price.

(I'm a traitor to Zhou, too. Keep shelving about yourself. I mean, it's his fault I betrayed him, and it's his fault. And... I wonder if that Spica kid, Ohashi, is in love? That's not true. I'm too old for that. No, but she's a little girl, but she's pretty cute... Man is a LORICON quite a lot and hmmm......)

When he dressed up for the Riders jacket with that in mind, Marcella went outside Azito and rode the bike.

"Ah... is it too late..."

I realize that it is the time that is about to change from evening to night, and I also realize that it is not the right time to make contact with the target girl.

(Let another guy keep an eye on you, and we'll get closer at school tomorrow. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... I can't believe you're distracted by the fact that you can't help it and overlook such a simple thing. What I did... Something's going wrong...)

Marcella exhaled heavily as she took off her leather perforated gloves. I know what's causing this insanity.

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