Chapter 740 Conspiracy, a big conspiracy!
Fujino recalled his actions in the past few days in his mind, and felt sorry for himself in his heart.
But at the same time, he couldn't help but think deeply:
Is it possible that someone was inspired by his righteous deeds as Rice Krispies Batman, and then started to do justice?
This makes sense...
Fujino thought for a moment in his heart, and suddenly felt a sense of mission in his body, but then he thought about it and whispered: "But just casually wearing my vest and going out to offend people is not okay. I need to talk to this guy about my life."
In the final analysis, the vest is used to offend people, and it doesn't matter if it offends a few more. But in the end, it is also his vest. Even if someone really wants to use the vest to do chivalry, he cannot use it - Now that you have the strength to assassinate the deputy minister of the Ministry of Finance, isn't it better to stand on your own feet?
Why do you have to use the name BATMAN?
Wouldn’t it smell good to use rice krispies SUPEMAN, rice krispies KAMEN, etc.?
Fujino thought about it and suddenly frowned.
He thought about it carefully and realized that something was wrong - the person who killed was wrong, and the person who was killed was also very wrong.
The imitator's intentions were a bit obvious, so obvious that he almost missed it.
The deputy to the Minister of Finance is a very powerful person in Neon. The assassination of such a person will definitely attract widespread attention from the society. It is estimated that in his previous life, Mike Asir would have to comment now.
In this case, Rice Krispies Batman will be brought to the forefront... As the saying goes, anything good in the forest will be destroyed by the wind. It is impossible for the Neon authorities to sit idly by and ignore this. Those gentlemen will definitely feel a sense of crisis and think that they dare to kill the finance department today. Save, wouldn’t you dare to kill the Prime Minister tomorrow, and assassinate the Emperor the day after tomorrow?
Is this okay?
If a serial murderer resorts to lynching, it's just a slap in the face at best, but if it really touches a red line that shouldn't be touched, then it's anti-terrorism...
Murder requires evidence, but counterterrorism does not.
In this way, he will be regarded as a threat, and at the same time he will be strictly investigated and suppressed by official forces. In order to prevent the continued spread of influence, he will definitely find this imitator. Therefore, although he is imitating Rice Krispies Batman, but he is actually trying to lure him out.
Conspiracy, there is purely a conspiracy behind this.
Fujino frowned slightly and considered the other party's thoughts in his mind, but after thinking for a while, he didn't expect what the other party's purpose was - how could He De, a vigilante of his own, let the other party take the risk to kill a finance minister? The minister came to carry out the plan to lure the snake out of its hole?
Fujino couldn't figure it out, but he was a little scornful of this conspiracy.
The plot was good, but it didn't work.
Rice Krispies Batman, if you are considered a terrorist, you will be considered a terrorist.
Anyway, he got this vest from the beginning just to hide his identity and do things. He really couldn't throw away the vest and practice the trumpet again.
Fujino casually put the newspaper into his pocket, turned around and looked at a shop covered by canvas next to the station:
"The current decoration progress of the new store should be able to open next week...but next week...well, about seven days later."
The store in front of him is his new store, and he has been busy working on it these days.
The only work left for the new store is to decorate it, and the next step is to recruit people.
As for people, he has already identified them before.
The next step is to wait for the business to open and make money.
As he thought about it, a sense of salvation arose in Fujino's heart.
From when he was the poorest, he only had one million in his hand, to now he owns two shops, a golden mansion, two cars, a population of 4, and his property exceeds million. He has experienced a lot.
Next, just wait for Snow King Bingcheng’s huge empire to rise!
"But Mingmei is obviously still a little overheated. It looks like I'll have to be busy for a while."
Just as Fujino was looking back on the past, the cell phone in his pocket suddenly beeped. He took out his cell phone - it was the cyber workers who had sent him new information.
Fujino turned on his phone and saw a TXT file sent by Hiroki:
[About Mio Tokiwa’s observation records]
Open the document and unfold the neatly reported information: [At 7:30 in the morning, the target took a nap today. At 9:30, he washed his face and had a meal. After that, he attended the board meeting of Joban Company and had lunch at 12:35. , then I worried about the hired detective, and at 1:32, I sent a few emails - the emails involved (Suzuki Zaibatsu Banking Business) (Baling Bank) (Jiban Charity) (Personal emails were not unusual...) Two At ten o'clock, the target returned to the top floor of Joban Building to rest.
——There is nothing abnormal about the target in the morning. I am still continuing to monitor. If there is any abnormality, I will remind you (remember to help set up a server, using a computer to monitor is a bit troublesome)]
【OK. 】
Fujino replied, recalling the female boss's performance in the past few days, and whispered softly: "It seems that she is someone who can be trusted..."
Hiroki hacked into Tokiwa Mio's cell phone and used it as a springboard. Then he hacked into her computer and monitored her around the clock.
Mio Tokiwa's daily life is nothing more than having meetings, talking about business, then handling company business, going home to watch TV series at night, and sleeping lazy the next morning.
It can only be said that they are a leisurely group.
But this is exactly what Fujino wants.
Although this woman had some shady money dealings with some people, her background was still very clean and she had no actual connection with criminal organizations such as wineries.
Although he was overly worried and was suspected of being persecuted, Fujino felt that it was still necessary. After all, his current identity on the surface was high school detective Fujino. He had a little sister who lived temporarily at home, and a girl from afar. My sister took in a pair of twin sisters who had nowhere to go.
It can only be said that the more weaknesses there are, the more cautious people will be.
Fujino opened the address book, dialed a series of numbers, and said in a deep voice:
"Tonight, the same place."
"Have you already..."
Mio Tokiwa heard the other party's voice and was about to ask.
But before she could finish speaking, the call was hung up.
"Beep beep..."
Listening to the sound coming from the phone next to her ear, Mio Tokiwa held the phone tightly and sighed helplessly.
This detective seems a little bit cautious.
…………
It's still the bridge, and the water next to the bridge is flowing loudly.
Fujino leaned against the guardrail, his black windbreaker blowing slightly in the sea breeze.
At this time, the sound of an engine suddenly came from behind, followed by the sound of brakes and tires.
Fujino turned around and saw a woman wearing black canvas shoes, black jeans, a white shirt, a black windbreaker, round-rimmed glasses, smoothing her hair, and a baseball cap heading towards this person. Come along.
Looks a little younger?
Anyway, you can't tell that this is the 36-year-old president of TOKIWA Group (Jiban).
"You're a lot smarter this time."
Fujino turned around and took a look: "If you hadn't looked carefully, you wouldn't have recognized it at all."
"Really?"
Tokiwa Mio looked at her outfit: "To be honest, your method really works. Even I almost don't recognize myself."
This was telling the truth, because from the way she felt, she looked much younger.
If I didn't usually need to wear formal clothes, I'm afraid I would have to dress like this every day.
All I can say is that he is indeed a detective.
Really professional in this kind of thing.
(End of this chapter)
