“Osaka 36-21…”

Looking at the slowly moving vehicle, Takeo Masato narrowed his eyes.

It's impossible to be wrong, it's the car I saw that night.

But this is the Central District, not the Tennoji District where the home is. Sadly, even if the guardian is like this, he dared not determine whether the person sitting on it was his wife.

The Mitsubishi car drove very slowly, and Takeo Koto could just walk slowly to keep up.

Passing through the central street and driving into the path between the blocks, there are more and more few vehicles driving here, and the types of surrounding shops have become more and more ambiguous. The other side that accompanies the city is rich and rich is gradually emerging, and the heart of the guardian Takeo becomes increasingly sinking as he moves forward.

Finally, under his desperate gaze, Mitsubishi Motors parked in front of a love hotel with exaggerated exterior decoration. Unlike ordinary hotels, the exterior decoration of the love hotel is very visually impactful, and most of them deliberately decorate the feeling of a medieval castle.

The guard clenching his fists, and the fierce flames almost burst out from his blood vessels.

The main driver on the left drove down a man, tall and slender, looking like a Johnny idol.

"It's time to kill..."

The co-pilot on the right side came down a hot-bodied woman. Takeo Masato looked familiar and very familiar, but... is Kawatsu Masamomi?

Kawatsu's life is beautiful?

Takeo of the Massacre stood in shock and watched the two walk into the love hotel.

Kawatsu Masumi is his "lover" best friend and a high school classmate of Takeo's corpses. The marriage between Takeo's wife and his wife is still Kawatsu Masumi. Takeo's corpses are always very grateful to this old classmate. He was not thanked for Kawatsu Masumi's blessing, but he could not marry such a beautiful and charming wife.

"What the hell is going on?"

But why did Kawatsu Masumi and the owner walk into the love hotel? It shouldn't be... no, it's even worse if it's his wife.

After thinking about it, Takeo Yui of the Guardian clenched the phone tightly, but he resisted the urge to burn the love hotel.

He also kept Kazuma Masumi's phone number in his cell phone. He called Kazuma Masumi out tomorrow and asked him clearly!

The next day, on the morning of the weekend, there was a cafe in the central area, with tan wallpaper sticking inside the cafe, and the strong coffee aroma filled the house.

"Please use your coffee slowly."

Two cups of hand-made coffee were placed in front of the guardians, with the scent of coffee in the misty heat.

Kawatsu Masumi sat near the window of the cafe, with a little confused look on her face, and looked at the opposite Masato Takeo with disdain in her eyes.

This morning, this honest classmate called her and asked her out and said that there was something very important.

"What are you going to say when you ask me out today?" Kawatsu Masumi put her bag on the chair and looked at the time on her watch. "I have something to do at noon, so let's talk about it short."

In her words, she could not hear the politeness and friendship between the old classmates. They were all cold and indifferent, as if there was a wooden sculpture sitting in front of her.

When Kawatsu Masumi was in middle school, she was a pretty class in the class, but the ruthless years no matter how beautiful you were in the past. Over thirty years may be the peak of a man's career, appearance, and money, but for most women it is a period of rapid decline in appearance.

She was wearing thick makeup on her face, and it was obvious that she tried hard to paint fresh light makeup, but as she painted, she couldn't help but apply more makeup to cover up the changes in time on the corners of her eyes and tears.

After thanking the waiter who handed over the coffee, the guard Takeo was sitting on the chair. He crossed his hands and thought about the words and said, "May I ask... were you in the Central District last night?"

Kawatsu Masumi raised her eyebrows: "I live in Chuo District, what do you think."

"I mean, last night you sat in a white Mitsubishi car with Osaka license plate..."

Before the lord Takeo finished his words, Kawazu Masumi interrupted him in dissatisfaction: "What does this have to do with you?"

"Of course this has something to do with me." The tone of the speech of Takeo Yuzuo suddenly rose. "A few days ago, my wife, your good friend Reiko, was also sitting in that car. Who is he? What does it have to do with him?"

Regarding the words of the Masami Kawatsu showed a funny expression on her face and a sarcastic corner of her mouth: "Then go and ask her yourself, what's the use of asking me."

It's so funny. Kawazu Masoumi couldn't help laughing. The guards are really a perfect turtle man. If you have the ability to ask Reiko in person, why do you ask me?

But the next sentence of the guard Takeo caught Masumi off guard.

"I..." Takeo Yuuo of the Hokage narrowed his eyes and struggled to himself, "If you don't say anything, I will tell your husband about you."

Masami's husband Takeo, the master of Masami, is not familiar with him and has no contact information, but this sentence is enough for me to scare people.

This was the first time that the guards threatened others with words, and they were also his own acquaintance, which made him feel a little uneasy and restless in his heart.

"You dare!" Kawazu Masumi stood up suddenly and glared at the guardian Takeo.

“…”

Takeo of the Matsuru did not speak, but it was this silent silence that made Kawazu Masumi hesitate for a while and still sat down again.

It was a mistake to agree to it today.

"What do you want to know?" Kawazu Masumi had anger on her face, and she was obviously angry by the siege Takeo.

"About that man, and my wife..." Takeo Moribuchi said painfully, "I already know about Kameda."

Hearing the sarcastic smile on Kawazu Masumi's face became even more obvious when she heard Takeo Masaki Kawazu's name.

"Okay, then I'll tell you all." She looked at the street view of Osaka City outside the window, "Where can I tell you good? Tsk, it's such a bad debt."

"The one who drives is Yuakihiko, the Cowherd in the Cowherd shop. Reiko and I both met him in the Cowherd shop. As for Kameda, although I heard from Reiko, how did Riko get along with Kameda, you have to ask your lovely wife yourself."

"Also, why did you think that Riko is such a beautiful person, who was so beautiful back then, who was so timid and timid?"

Kawatsu Masumi laughed as she said, "It's because of the old fashioned style that Riko's acquaintances all know what kind of person Riko is, so Riko asked me to help find someone who doesn't know her. Among all the people I know, you are the honestest one, which is really perfect."

"Do you think Riko is only related to Kameda and Hanyu? Asahi said that there are also the boss of Shin-Ching Construction, the president of Fangben Industry, and the general manager of Sato Electric, who are all lovers of Riko."

"There are all big names with great reputations. Unlike people like you who have ordinary appearances but no advantages except honesty, Hanyu, who drives Mitsubishi, is not rich, but she looks handsome."

"But I have to admire Lizi's ability. Not only did she let these mistresses know each other, but she kept it hidden until now that you discovered the clues."

Every time Kawazu Masumi said something, Takeo Yuzu's fist clenched a little.

Seeing the look of Takeo of the Guardian, she didn't say a word, Kawazu Masumi became more and more excited as she spoke. This kind of sadistic pleasure made her very enjoyable.

"Now you know that there are several big names, some of which are well-known in Osaka, so her hiding situation is very special. Do you know?"

"If you want to divorce Lizi and trigger these things, even if one of these big guys doesn't want to let her go, do you think about the consequences? Can you bear the consequences if you cause great consequences?"

"And you think as a husband you can hide from their revenge?"

"This is your disaster, no one can change it. God can let you bear it. Do you want to go against God's will?"

"This is how modern society is. Survival of the fittest. If you don't have a brain, you will be eliminated and bullied. Who makes you not only have brains but also incompetent?"

After saying this in one breath, Kawazu Masumi licked her lips thirsty, picked up the coffee and sipped. She leaned back against the chair, stretching her body, and her smile could not hide her pride.

"Are you finished speaking?" There was no fluctuation on the calm face of Takeo Toru.

"I've finished saying these words, I've given you as her best friend, both for her safety and for your safety. Just remember it." Kawatsu Masumi looked at this cowardly man disdainfully. Just like before, Takeo Toshi of the Shouzhu is a cowardly turtle man.

But if it weren't for the Turtle Man, her good friend wouldn't have looked for such an honest person as him.

Kawatsu Masumi stood up with her bag, and after scolding for so long, she felt much more relaxed.

"Just finish."

Takeo of the Guardian also stood up. He pinched the cuffs of his right hand with three fingers and sorted it out meticulously. He stretched out his right hand and touched Kazuma Masumi's face like a fly.

"Go on the way."

The greasy head that was covered with powder could not be covered with no greasy face turned around. One, two, and three circles, Shinshoumi's neck was twisted into a twist, and the clockwise head even flew up, and the whole body smacked against the wall like a piece of pork with makeup on.

"Pai Ji."

The tan walls of the cafe are stripped into pieces of suppressed red and black.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

"Ahhhhhhhh!"
Chapter completed!