People are wreaking havoc in Tokyo, ladies, please stay put!

The long black trench coat made her originally small frame look taller.

The color of her high heels is the same as her lipstick shade.

Echoing each other.

The black is the long hair and windbreaker, the white is the skin, and the red is the lipstick and high heels.

She just walked out of the villa and took a taxi.

Proceed to the Imperial Hotel Tokyo.

Looking at the room number written on the phone.

Takigawa Asami was silently reciting the plan in her mind.

In his left pocket was a sleeping pill, which he would put into water at the appropriate time for Junichiro Koizumi to drink.

The right pocket is for preventing failure.

A bottle of coma drug I asked a friend for. Just apply it on a handkerchief and let people fall asleep when they smell it.

Although she had replayed this scene in her mind countless times, she was still very nervous.

She had a good idea. After meeting Junichiro Koizumi, she coaxed him to drink water with pills in it and then delayed for a while.

After he fell unconscious, they disguised the scene to make it look like the two of them had done it.

If she fails, she will just give it a try.

Either use the second option or just grit your teeth and bear it.

As long as the subsequent plans can be successful, it will only make the body dirty.

The man was right, it was better than death.

As long as you are not dead, there is hope!

After getting off the taxi, Asami Takigawa walked into the Imperial Hotel Tokyo.

Just got into the elevator.

Suddenly a man walked in, startling her as she was still rehearsing the scene in her mind.

Wait until you see the man's appearance clearly.

She covered her face with her hands in surprise: "It's...it's you..."

Fang Zuo was stunned and turned his head to look.

Is it the charming woman he saved?

"You recognized me?" Takigawa Asami was very happy. The last time this man saved her, what she regretted most was that she didn't ask him for his contact information.

Now I was so happy that I forgot my uneasiness for a moment: "Are you staying in this hotel too?"

Fang Zuo nodded and said, "Why, after your attempt at jumping into the lake failed, you decided to jump off the building here? I won't save you this time..."

"No, I won't be so stupid again. You're right." Takigawa Asami shook her head and denied it quickly: "I came here..."

She paused and said, she couldn't say that she came here to meet her father-in-law in private.

Suddenly, she thought of another possibility.

This possibility makes Shinjiro Koizumi believe it even more.

Ding.

The elevator door to my floor opened.

Takigawa Asami did not go out.

Fang Zuo looked at her in surprise. The floors above were reserved for him, Jin Meiting and the girl group.

"Can you help me..." Takigawa Asami said while biting her lower lip, her face flushed.

"No!!" Fang Zuo refused without even thinking.

The elevator door opened and Fang Zuo was about to go out.

"Please..." Takigawa Asami quickly grabbed the man's arm.

If you miss this opportunity, it will be gone.

"Listen to me, you will definitely agree..." Takigawa Asami's fair face blushed charmingly.

A pair of beautiful eyes that are moist and captivating.

She believed that no man could refuse her request.

"Dad..." she said in a soft voice.

Fang Zuo was stunned...

Last time I just gave her a random name. She didn't really think I was calling her dad, did she?

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"It's no use calling dad." Fang Zuo walked out of the elevator.

A pair of white arms tightly hugged Fang Zuo from behind.

Then a pair of soft and tight ones pressed against Fang Zuo's back.

"Daddy, Daddy, do you want me?"

Takigawa Asami's little face was extremely hot.

"What do you mean?" The man stopped.

Takigawa Asami bit her lower lip proudly.

really.

No man can resist such a self.

She stuck close to the man, turned around and stood in front of him, staring at Fang Zuo shyly and coquettishly, the meaning of her charming and sticky eyes was very obvious.

She slowly untied the ties of her black windbreaker.

Revealing the sexy lingerie inside.

"I want you." Takigawa Asami said in a soft voice: "I need you, I need you to help me..."

"Explain clearly..." Fang Zuo frowned.

"I'm short on time..." Takigawa Asami pressed her body, wearing only sexy lingerie, against him.

She raised her delicate face and fixed her eyes on the man.

The breath from her red lips was as fragrant as orchid, and the hormonal scent of a woman's lust sprayed on Fang Zuo's face.

The fragrance is intoxicating, like wine.

"You can ask me while you say..."

Takigawa Asami hung her body on Fang Zuo.

Inside the hotel room.

The sun was setting in the west, and the yellow sunlight shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows onto the almost naked body.

A mature and charming woman kneeled on the carpet in the hotel.

His head was held down by a large hand, his face pressed tightly against the floor-to-ceiling glass.

She had long hair, skin as white as porcelain, and the black lace bra on her chest was half fallen off.

Revealing a plump curve.

Close your eyes tightly.

Eyelashes trembled constantly.

A trace of translucency flowed down the mirror.

In front of Shiraishi Nagimitsu's villa.

After getting off the bus, Shiraishi Nagimitsu saw a figure in a black suit standing in the distance.

The beautiful woman in a suit was standing in the alley next to her and waving at her anxiously.

"It's her again." Mei Shiraishi said vigilantly: "Sister, be careful, she is a psychic after all."

"It's okay." Shiraishi Nagi shook his head: "You go in first, I've seen her many times..."

This woman has many opportunities to do something to herself.

Besides, I have this.

Shiraishi Nagimitsu touched the red rope in his hand.

Her man gave her a great sense of security.

"What's wrong? What's going on?" Shiraishi Nagimitsu walked over: "Are you hungry again?"

He looked the woman up and down; she didn't look hungry.

He usually leaned against the wall because he was so hungry that even talking was difficult for him.

Today he is standing there full of energy, still with that charming face and dressed in a neutral suit.

"Mr. Shiraishi, can you...can you hire me for a few days..." Maki'e's face flushed a little as she pleaded, her small hands constantly groping each other, her movements a little awkward.

Obviously, this is her first job search, and she is a little uncomfortable...

"Are you short of money?" Shiraishi Nagimitsu's beautiful eyes gleamed.

A psychic has been starving twice and now he is short of money to look for himself.

There is only one reason why a psychic would be short of money: he cannot fit in with Tokyo society...

Most likely...

fugitive?

Shiraishi Nagimitsu looked Makie up and down, wondering whether to call the police.

Suddenly, a little head popped out from the box by the wall.

An even more nervous girl shrank her head back in fear when she saw Shiraishi Nagimitsu.

"Who is she?" Shiraishi Nagihiru frowned.

"I picked her up..." Makihui looked aside with pity, "I saw her being bullied in Taikubo Park late at night, so I took her with me."

"She...she's not an adult yet." Shiraishi Nagimitsu was surprised.

Taikubo's place is full of "god-waiting girls", but a girl this young is there???

"She was only thirteen years old, kicked out of her home, and ran to Tokyo to work illegally. She usually lived in an internet cafe." Maki sighed.

"The restaurant where I work part-time closed down, and I couldn't find a job for a while, so I went to Taikubo Park..."

"Luckily you met me, otherwise you would have been taken away by an old man..."

Shiraishi Nagi remained silent.

There are too many girls like this in Tokyo, not only girls, but also boys.

Some of them do it because of family, some are tired of socializing, and various reasons lead them to only do short-term jobs, most of which are paid daily.

I couldn’t afford to rent a house, so I stayed in an Internet cafe at night.

Work one day and live three days.

I read comics, slept in Internet cafes, and never thought about the future.

There's no use thinking about it anyway.

If you really think about it hard, you might end up committing suicide out of frustration.

Although Japan is a developed country and its unemployment rate has been very low in the past two years, nearly 30% of jobs are short-term jobs.

I have tried my best to change this situation in the past two years, but such a huge social responsibility cannot be solved by a few proposals put forward by a small member of parliament.

"Now there's one more mouth to feed... and my card isn't working lately... so..." Ma Feihui said awkwardly: "I can be your bodyguard. You know me... Anyway, I'm very skilled. If I'm not a bodyguard, I can do odd jobs..."