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Chapter 322 I Won’t Die in the Explosion

Bei Hefenger paused, then sighed softly, and said in a low voice, "I don't have time to defuse the bomb, nor do I have time to save them..."

Glancing at the bandages wrapped around his body, Amuro Toru patted his head gently in silence, "This time... it's already fine."

Beichfenger looked at him quietly for a while, then held his hand and said softly but seriously, "I will not die in the explosion, absolutely not."

Seeing how serious he was, Amuro Toru lowered his eyes to hide his trembling gaze, then smiled and tapped Bechfinger's head, "Okay, let's not talk about such a heavy topic. Your injury is a bit serious. Take a good rest recently."

"I know. You'd better go and rest now." Bechfeng narrowed his eyes and pointed at Amuro Toru.

Amuro Toru nodded with a smile, gave him a few instructions, and then said goodbye to him.

After closing the door, Toru Amuro leaned against the wall, his hands hanging at his sides clenched into fists, his head slightly lowered, his face obscured by the shadow of his hair, his emotions unclear.

In the ward, Bechfinger looked at the closed door and turned to look out the window.

……

At Tokyo Airport, a woman with her hair tied up and wearing sunglasses walked out of the airport with her luggage, got into a taxi and told the driver an address. She took out her cell phone and looked at the map on it. There was a light spot that had not moved for a long time, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

Noklang Hotel, Shangshan Youhui checked in to room 317.

When she was about to open the door with the room card, the person living in the next room 318 opened the door and walked out. She was a beautiful woman with gorgeous appearance and dress.

The two of them couldn't help but look at each other. Shangshan Youhui looked at her for a few seconds, nodded to her politely, then opened the door and entered her room.

Looking at the room number 317, the beautiful woman couldn't help but frowned, and walked into the elevator carrying her expensive bag and wearing high heels.

There was no one in the elevator except her.

The woman took off her sunglasses, then took out a bottle of eye drops from her bag and dripped them into her eyes.

Because she had makeup on her face, her haggard look was not obvious. But once she took off her sunglasses, the bloodshot eyes and the blue under her eyes were clearly visible.

After wiping the eye drops that overflowed from the corners of her eyes, the woman put away the eye drops and put her sunglasses back on.

She took a car to a detective agency.

"Detective Nishihara, how is the investigation of the matter I asked you to do going?" The woman sat on the sofa and asked the man opposite her with a somewhat anxious look.

Nishihara Haruta sighed and shook his head. "Ms. Fujii, the matter you entrusted is overseas after all. It's not easy for me to check in Japan. And I have never heard of the place you mentioned. If I can't even find the location, how can I help you investigate the specific incident?"

Fujii Kayou clenched her fists, her nails painted with brightly colored nail polish pierced into her flesh, her eyebrows furrowed hard, and after a long while she exhaled deeply, "Okay, I'm really sorry to bother you during this period, Mr. Nishihara."

Nishihara Haruta glanced at her and said, "If Ms. Fujii really wants to investigate this matter, perhaps you can look for the famous Mr. Maori Kogoro."

"Kogoro Mori?" Fujii Kasuke was stunned for a moment and looked up at Haruta Nishihara in confusion.

"Don't you know?" Nishihara Haruta was also stunned.

Then he took out a thick stack of newspapers and said, "Look, these are all newspapers that have reported on the famous detective Mr. Maori Kogoro. His reasoning and investigation abilities are much better than ours. Maybe if you entrust him with the task, there might be some progress."