Tokyo: I'm really not a killer

"It feels weird to be blindfolded," Rin Shinomiya muttered.

She was blindfolded and let Yuan Zhensheng lead her, walking and stopping intermittently. She vaguely heard the sound of a door opening, as if she had been led into a room.

"Sit down and don't move," Yuan Zhensheng instructed.

Rin Shinomiya responded with an "Oh," feeling as if she had been kidnapped.

But remembering that Yuan Jun had helped her escape the encirclement, she felt that they were now in the same boat and that Yuan Jun would not harm her. Therefore, she did not resist and knelt obediently on the tatami, her fair feet supporting her soft, heart-shaped buttocks.

"By the way, could you get me something to eat? I haven't eaten all day, and I'm starving."

Rin Shinomiya thought she would be heartbroken and lose her appetite, but to her surprise, after only one day of hunger, her stomach started rumbling and her body couldn't take it anymore.

Those rich young ladies in TV dramas who are so sad they can't eat are definitely acting.

"immediately."

Yuan Zhensheng said this, but he had no intention of preparing dinner at all.

He took out a pre-prepared black plastic sheet from the storage cabinet—similar to a large waterproof tarpaulin or industrial film.

He skillfully spread the plastic sheet on the tatami mat, covering a large area in front of and around where Shinomiya Rin was kneeling. He carefully secured the edges to the floor with tape to ensure that a sealed, leak-proof temporary treatment area was formed.

Yes, he was planning to silence them.

As long as Shinomiya Rin disappears from the world, the assassination case will become an unsolved mystery, and the police will continue to offer a reward for the capture of a dead suspect.

After weighing the options, Yuan Zhensheng concluded that this was a situation where "it was necessary to kill someone".

"Why did you blindfold me?" Shinomiya Rin asked curiously.

"This is my home, the rooms are messy, I need to tidy them up," Yuan Zhensheng casually made up an excuse.

"Oh~" Shinomiya Rin drawled, "Hiding porn magazines, huh? You're such a grown man, yet you act like an elementary school student... Tsk tsk tsk, you've never been in a relationship, have you?"

"A person should know how to be grateful. Who saved you? They didn't even say thank you, and they're still mocking me here." Yuan Zhensheng bent down and rummaged through the cabinet, looking for his dagger.

Shinomiya Rin instinctively wanted to mock him as a nobody, but then she thought that what Hara-kun said made sense...

wrong.

This guy usually just cheats and swindles, why is he suddenly helping her like this? This isn't just simple help, he's practically tying his future and even his life to hers!

Could it be that……

Does he have a crush on me?

As soon as the thought popped into her head, Shinomiya Rin felt strange and a little awkward. Her little feet wiggled restlessly, and her cheeks felt hot.

"Hmph! Don't, don't think I'll be moved by that! If it were any other partner, I... uh, I mean, as a senior, it's only natural for you to occasionally do something befitting your position!"

She was being stubborn, trying to politely refuse while also expressing her gratitude, and this is what she ended up saying.

"Well, it doesn't matter."

Yuan Zhensheng found the dagger and took out the plastic bag, absorbent cloth, and body bag.

Just as he was about to take action, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Hara Masaki paused, turned around and whispered to Shinomiya Rin, "Don't make a sound." Shinomiya Rin knew what was important and quickly shut her mouth.

He walked to the door and looked out through the peephole. He saw Koji standing outside with his hands folded and his guide cane resting against the door frame.

"Good evening, Mr. Suzuki."

Komi Yui's voice came through the door, calm and gentle, "I heard footsteps in the hallway. They came home very late today."

Mr. Suzuki? Who is that?

Rin Shinomiya sensed some juicy gossip and immediately pricked up her ears to eavesdrop.

Hara Masaki glanced back to make sure Shinomiya Rin hadn't removed her blindfold before continuing:

"It's me. I just got back not long ago... I'm sick today, so it's not convenient for me to see guests."

He didn't open the door.

Komi asked, "Are you alright? Do you need any fever reducers? I made some snacks, thinking you've been really busy lately, always coming home late... If you haven't had dinner yet, please try some if you don't mind."

As she spoke, she picked up a small bento box from her side.

"Ah, what's for food?" Shinomiya Rin couldn't help but ask; she was starving.

"Eh!" Komi Yui was taken aback, her face turning red. "Did I come at the wrong time...? Sorry to bother you."

Yuan Zhensheng thought to himself, "No way? They can hear that?"

He tentatively asked to confirm, "Why do you say that?"

Komi Yui said awkwardly, "I...I heard a girl's voice...but please don't worry, I couldn't make out what she said."

Hiss, I heard it after all.

Yuan Zhensheng was at a loss. If he made a move now, Kojima Yui would most likely smell something strange or hear something unusual—it seemed that this safe house wasn't so convenient after all.

It's better to be backed by a big company. They can buy safe houses all over the world and use clean identities. This expense alone costs billions of dollars every year... Commissioner Smith is not only greedy, but also a big spender.

Once he grows bigger and stronger and achieves even greater success, he will definitely buy more than a dozen fake identities and purchase more than a dozen safe houses!

After a moment of contemplation, Yuan Zhensheng snapped out of his reverie and decided to temporarily abandon his murder plan. He put away the dagger, hastily rolled up a waterproof tarp, and whispered to Shinomiya Rin:

"Ahem, that's my landlady outside, Ms. Komi. She's blind, but her hearing is excellent..."

"What's the deal with Mr. Suzuki? Why does she call you Suzuki?" Shinomiya Rin isn't stupid; she won't be fooled so easily.

Yuan Zhensheng had already prepared an excuse: "Have you forgotten? According to the regulations, if a police officer has his own home, he is not entitled to a discount on accommodation fees, and he also loses his housing allowance."

"Wow! How despicable! Aren't you a tax thief? You even made up a fake name to rent a room in order to rip off the police station. How shameless!" Shinomiya Rin criticized.

"If I hadn't stopped being a tax thief, you'd be sleeping under a bridge tonight! You ungrateful wretch," Yuan Zhensheng retorted.

Before Shinomiya Rin could retort, his tone turned serious:

"Now is not the time to worry about these trivial matters. The most important thing is to solve your problem. You're a wanted criminal, the police are conducting a city-wide manhunt, and the real killer is still at large... What do you think you should do next?"

Shinomiya Rin said viciously, "We must clear our names and exact our revenge!"

Yuan Zhensheng interrupted, "I mean, what should you do now?"

Shinomiya Rin was taken aback, then whispered, "Shall we have dinner first?"

Yuan Zhensheng patiently persuaded, "No, you should hide and wait for the storm to pass to avoid arousing suspicion... Perfect, Miss Gu Jian can't see you, you just need to give yourself a fake name and you can fool her."

"Eh~" Shinomiya Rin drawled, "Now that you mention it, it really feels like being a wanted criminal."

"Enough talk, they're waiting at the door!" Hara Masaki made the decision directly: "From today onwards, your name is Nakajima Mina. You're my distant cousin, here in the city looking for work... That's it."

After saying that, Yuan Zhensheng took off her blindfold, got up to open the door, greeted Gu Jianwei, explained the source of the female voice in the room, and introduced his distant cousin.