Tokyo, the shady intelligence of private detectives

Masahiro Hanyu tapped the draft beer glass lightly with his fingertips. "Ozawa-san, how should I address you?"

The proprietress paused, her upturned eyes relaxing slightly. "Sir, weren't you calling me Ozawa-san?"

Masahiro Hanyu's tone was somewhat arrogant, "Oh, that's what I heard others call you, not what you told me yourself!"

The proprietress chuckled, "Alright, from now on you can call me Xiao Ze. That's what our regular customers call me."

"Sir, may I ask how I should address you?"

Masahiro Hanyu blinked. "Just call me Hanyu!"

Ozawa nodded slightly. "So it's Yuzuru-kun. Is this your first time visiting our store? You look a little unfamiliar to me."

Masahiro Hanyu smiled. "I'm a regular at Golden Street, but this is my first time visiting Ozawa-san's bar."

"If I had known there was such a beautiful and charming proprietress, I would have come here for a drink every day."

Ozawa smiled charmingly, "Okay, then you're welcome to come every day from now on, Yuzuru-kun!"

"It would be best if you could bring some friends along, so my little shop can get more customers."

Masahiro Hanyu hesitated. "Should I bring a friend? I need to think about that!"

Ozawa pouted her red lips, "Does Yuzuru-kun feel that this place doesn't suit your taste?"

Masahiro Hanyu held his beer mug in his hand. "With Ozawa-san here, of course everything is perfect!"

"Fine wine, beautiful women, and wonderful songs are all here!"

"I'm worried that if I bring my friends along, Ozawa-san won't pay attention to me anymore!"

"If Ozawa-san were to favor my friend, I would be very upset."

Ozawa covered her mouth and chuckled, "Hanyu-kun, you're overthinking it. No matter which friend you introduce, I'll consider you my first friend."

Masahiro Hanyu took a sip of his drink. "Our first friend! Ozawa-san said it so well."

"Who doesn't cherish the early days and their first friends? Your words have touched my heart!"

As Masahiro Hanyu spoke, he gently twirled his beer mug in his hand, using it as a cover to observe the expressions and actions of everyone else in the bar.

He intentionally struck up conversations with them, even deliberately flirting with Xiaoze, just to find out what these guests were thinking.

The bar owner's charming and alluring demeanor is the main reason for attracting repeat customers.

He could find out what was on people's minds by doing this.

When he started to flirt with Xiaoze, the unidentified woman looked over and gently unbuttoned her tightly fastened cuffs.

A Minos miniature camera! Hidden in the woman's sleeve, it was spotted by Masahiro Hanyu in a single glance.

He was somewhat surprised. Who was this woman? Could it be that he had run into someone in the same line of work?

The middle-aged writer at one end of the bar stopped writing, glancing over out of the corner of his eye, but quickly resumed writing.

However, Masahiro Hanyu could see clearly that although the writer was still writing, he had lost his composure and his mind was in turmoil!

Ono, a key member of the Yakuza, sat at a wooden table against the wall, gripping his wine glass tightly, staring at Masahiro Hanyu, his face darkening.

At that moment, Ozawa glanced at Ono, seemingly intentionally or unintentionally. Ono immediately turned his head away, appearing nonchalant, but then took a large gulp of whiskey.

The photographer, sitting nearby, patted Masahiro Hanyu on the shoulder. "Hanyu-kun, you're attracted to Ozawa-san too, aren't you!"

"Any normal man would have the same thoughts if he saw someone as charming as Ozawa-san."

He patted his chest and said, "I've never hidden it; I have those thoughts too!"

"However, I must warn you, Yuzuru, that while beautiful flowers are nice to admire, please don't touch them."

"Don't even think about picking flowers; not only will you prick your hands, but you might even get your hand chopped off!"

Ozawa's eyes sparkled. "Nakamura-kun, please don't exaggerate. Don't scare the new guest!"

"Mr. Yuzuru, this is your first time here. I'll give you a complimentary beer. Please come again anytime."

Masahiro Hanyu put down his beer glass. "Thank you, Ozawa-san. I'll definitely come back again."

"If you come every day, Ozawa-san, please don't hate me!"

This seemed to hit Ozawa's funny bone right away, and she laughed, her body shaking with the laughter, and the cleavage on her chest trembling slightly.

"Hanyu-kun, you're too kind! How could I possibly dislike customers who patronize this place!"

Photographer Tanaka's gaze was undisguised; he stared at Ozawa's trembling breasts and took a large gulp of beer.

The writer and Ono both glanced at it briefly before quickly looking away, seemingly nonchalant, but their eyes still lingered on it out of the corner of their eyes.

The unidentified woman's gaze swept across the faces of the men, her sleeves shifting slightly unnoticed.

These scenes were all observed by Masahiro Hanyu. He finished the beer Ozawa had given him and placed the 500 yen on the bar.

"Ozawa-san, that's all for today. I have to take my leave now!"

Xiaoze bowed slightly, took a GG (Girls' Love) bill from the bar, and handed it over with both hands.

"Mr. Yuzuru, please keep this safe. If you need anything in the future, please call the number on this page."

"Take care, and please come back often!"

Masahiro Hanyu walked out of the bar and looked at the GG list under the neon lights.

The above content startled him, because it turned out to be from the "Honest Detective Agency".

As expected of President Satsuki's friend, Ozawa actually sent a message from the detective agency's boyfriend in the bar.

No wonder the four detectives at "Xinyi Detective Agency" always have cases to handle; it turns out that President Satsuki has been working hard to expand their business.

Ozawa's "Misty" bar is probably just one of the many promotional channels used by President Satsuki.

At nine o'clock the next morning, Masahiro Hanyu met with the president of the detective agency, Yui Satsuki, at the agency.

He placed a completed report on his desk. "President, I met a total of five people at the Misty Bar last night."

"Besides Mr. Ozawa, there are four other guests."

"I've written all the details in the report."

Satsuki Yui put down the documents she was organizing and picked up the report to read it carefully.

"The owner of the Misty Bar, Ayari Ozawa, is a good friend of mine."

"I bet you received a 'GG' from the Xinyi Detective Agency when you left the bar."

Masahiro Hanyu smiled and said, "Yes, Mr. Ozawa is very dedicated."

Satsuki Yui put down the report. "Ozawa Ayari's underwear was stolen. If the suspect is among these customers, who do you think it could be, Yuzuru-kun?"

"My underwear was stolen!" Masahiro Yuzuru frowned slightly.

"In this situation, it is necessary to analyze the thoughts of each guest one by one."

"The writer is the repressed type; he clearly notices Ozawa's every move, but he pretends not to care."

"Ono's behavior suggests a secret crush, but there seems to be some unspoken understanding between him and Ozawa."

"Photographer Tanaka is very direct. He doesn't hide his infatuation with Ozawa, but he may be somewhat wary of Ozawa."

"The female customer had a miniature camera hidden in her sleeve; she seemed to be an investigator from another company, but I don't know which one."

"Of the four people, I think the writer is the most likely to steal the underwear."

"But that female customer is equally suspicious; she might have stolen the underwear for other purposes."

Satsuki Yui blinked her peach blossom eyes. "Female clients can be excluded because she is an investigator I employ."