Chapter 498 【497】A little worse

In the middle of the night, Tokyo Bay.

Yuki Terajima stood on the dock with dense cargo boxes, looking at the bright lights at the far end of the sea and sky line, and couldn't help but feel a little out of sight.

The sea breeze blows gently, waving strands of hair.

It is probably because of the night and the moonlight that her cold face, which had never been expressed, seemed to be a little softer in this scenery, showing a little bit of sadness and fragility that her little daughter is unique.

However, there have never been many people who can see this scenery.

"Miss, it's ready."

Behind her, Secretary Ao Ayase reported in a low voice.

Perhaps because of the serious business today, even this little secretary of the glasses who always seemed a little weak and bullied, spoke with a bit of inadvertent decisive and decisive tone.

"Um."

Hearing her voice, Yuki seemed to have just escaped from the weak emotion and turned around calmly toward the other end.

From a distance, I saw several strong men in suits carrying two gasoline barrels out of the carriage, placing them on the shore under the cold gaze of Terajima.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Standing aside, you can only hear the slight whimpering sounds from the bucket.

Among these two gasoline barrels, the original brother and sister were tied up and blocked their mouths.

"Clang."

When the cover on the top was opened, the brother and sister who saw Terajima's cold and gorgeous face was stuffed into the gasoline barrel knew that it had reached the last moment.

Compared with the unknowing Rakimi Hara, the young master of the family, Haraji Ichiro, was even more desperate.

It seems that Mr. Marui has failed.

Corresponding to high returns is higher risks than before.

Although we can't see the scene outside from the angle of Jichiro Hara, we can probably infer that we will be sunk by the sea when the car is running, and listening to the sound of waves in our ears.

"In Haraji Ichiro, right?"

"Do you have anything else to say?"

While speaking, Yuki Terajima gave a casual look, and the little secretary obediently stepped forward and took off the rag from the mouth of the former young master, with his cold and vicious eyes.

Although he had obviously taken the rag, he looked at Yuki Terajima's expression that was so calm that he was a little over-the-headed. However, he couldn't even say a word, but he just smiled a little hard:

"It seems that Mr. Marui's actions are not without any results?"

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Yuki Terajima didn't get angry, but just waited patiently.

It seems like a robot without any mood swings at all.

When I saw this scene, Ichiro Harashi suddenly felt like he was so excited that he straightened his body in the bucket, stretched his neck, and veins rose from his forehead: "You are talking!"

"Tell me! Did Mr. Marui kill Shiina Iori!"

"Or it is to say that Miss Terajima is just having fun at will. You are just a heart-warming heart! A cold-blooded animal who will not retain any affection for anyone?!"

"No. Mr. Marui must have done it in the end! Otherwise you wouldn't be so anxious."

"Right? Tell me!"

His voice was hoarse and his throat was dry. He stared at Yuki Terashima with wide eyes, but there was a hint of almost crazy excitement in his voice.

It's like gamblers who want to win a small game at the gambling table.

However, if you lose your eyes, you will lose your eyes.

All irrational gamblers will definitely lose their lives as most people see.

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Seeing his crazy appearance, Terajima Yuki still maintained an extremely calm attitude and looked at the other person quietly.

It was as if the noble lady was walking on the road and was not so coincidental that she met a dirty wild dog who was still barking at her, her eyes were cold and disgusted.

When he heard it at the end, he was sure that there was only so much he wanted to say. Yuki Terajima stopped waiting. He waved his hand again in the astonished gaze of Haraji Ichiro, and signaled his subordinates to weld the cap to death.

Jaharaji Ichiro immediately panicked: "Wait! You haven't told me yet! Tell me."

Turn your head and look to the other side.

At this moment, Rakimi Hara was looking at her with fear and hope, and she shook her head from time to time!

It seems that doing such a move can clear everything from her.

But Yuki Terajima was a little annoyed and waved his hand casually, too lazy to let her say the last thing, so he blocked the desperate look in Hara Ryomi's eyes.

The ears were the unique harsh and melting sound of the welding gun when it was ignited, and Yuki Terajima looked down at his hand.

People who practice martial arts are healthy and have a firm will. Most people have excellent management and control abilities for their bodies. In karate, they emphasize the saying that they are stable in their hands, stable in their hearts, and stable in their feet.

After experiencing countless exercises early, Yuki Terajima, under normal circumstances, even running in an upside down is not a big problem.

However, when she was now staring at her hands, she found that she was shaking very hard.

It's not because of solving these irrelevant people, etc.

In order to deal with the things assigned by her father and to run her own company, she started to get involved in this matter very early on.

However, this is the first time that such uneasiness is as uneasy as today.

".It's a little bit."

Yuki Terajima muttered in a low voice.

Ao Ayase standing beside her could understand.

Yes, it's just a little bit.

When in the hospital, others saw multiple steel balls passing through the gaps in Iori's organs and stuck between muscles.

But what Yuki Terajima saw was that only one of the steel balls was slightly worse, and it could kill Iori.

This was not at all for Yuki Terajima, who witnessed Shiina Iori's shot, but only for fear.

If Marui Akira had another shot, if Iori had slightly different physical positions when he was hit, if she had not arrived early,

Too many ifs.

And the cause of all this is in the two gasoline barrels in front of you.

"thump--"

"thump."

With the actions of several strong men, the gasoline barrels were pushed into the sea with waves in front of them, adding a rich and colorful stroke to the three unsolved mysteries of the world, "How many corpses are there in Tokyo Bay".

Looking at this scene, he obviously didn't touch the gasoline barrel with his own hands, but Yuki Terajima's hands wearing leather gloves still subconsciously clenched together.

He murmured in a low voice:

“It’s too dirty.”

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"Ayase?"

"yes."

"You said, should I solve the matter at the Yuan family as soon as possible?"

Yuki Terajima's eyes were a little dazzled, and his voice seemed a little ethereal. It didn't seem like he was talking to others, but instead he was talking to himself.

In the little conflict between Iori and the Hara family, which is not even a contradictory thing, fortunately, I didn't care so much at the beginning, but took the opportunity to try to expand my own industry.

But I didn't expect that things would develop as they are now.

"It's just a random event, Miss."

Ao Ayase, who was out of the matter, could see more thoroughly and her tone was very plain: "It's like buying a lottery ticket with a blind eye, you can only bet on probability."

Yuki Terajima did not answer, but just held his fingers with a little stubborn.

Just as I was thinking about things in a daze, I heard a "thump" sound coming from a distance.

When I turned around and saw Aiko Ichicheng Temple just walked out from the other end, when I met Yuki Terajima happily waved his hand and greeted him.

"Lucky? You're here too."

"I tell you, there was a traitor in my family."

Yuki Terajima didn't even answer a word, but when he met her Aiko Ichichengruo ran over and took her hand excitedly, and began to talk about the "Ando" under her hands that failed her trust.

Aoi Aise looked at her wafts and swelling sea, and then looked at her side.

Suddenly I found that Tokyo is indeed too small.

Next time, it’s better to go to Chiba!
To be continued...