My lover is this organization

Yuanzi moved his lips twice as if whispering.

Normally, when she was lying in bed, just thinking about it would make her cheeks burn and she would jump up from the bed with the quilt, covering her face. The embarrassing scene actually happened to her, but she couldn't jump up anymore.

Although her cheeks were still burning, Sonoko only felt that her limbs were getting weaker and weaker, her breathing became more rapid, and her eyes became blurred and watery.

oh well...

Looking at the garden in his arms that seemed to be "ready", Qin Wuque felt complicated at this moment.

How can I put it, this girl is too sensitive!

I just hugged you accidentally. In a youth romance comic, it wouldn't even be the level of falling to the ground and then washing your face with cleanser. Why are you panting like you ate glowing food?

Is there going to be another classic clothes-exploding segment soon?

Qin Wuque's mood was extremely complicated. It was not his style to pretend to be a gentleman even though the girl was already there. Besides, he was not sexually frigid.

If it was Sister Bei who fell into his arms with a red face and gasping for breath instead of Sonoko, then it would be obvious that a long-lasting battle would follow, and the liquids of the two would cover every corner of the lounge.

But the problem is, the one falling in Qin Wuque's arms now is not Sister Bei but Yuanzi, and he had just met her uncle some time ago and told Suzuki Jirokichi that he was not interested in his niece. As a result, on the first day of the opening ceremony of the Suzuki Tower, he ate his niece directly in the facilities under the Suzuki Tower.

This...is the fragrance emitting too quickly?

The most important thing is that the garden in front of him is really delicious and tempting, and he also has something to say to someone later. Under the current circumstances, it is certainly possible to force the other party to calm down, but afterwards he will be physically and psychologically torn, and even conversation may become difficult at that time.

Thinking of this, Qin Wuque sighed in his heart that he was really sinful, then he lowered his head and gently kissed those tender and tempting lips, while at the same time putting his other hand under Yuanzi's skirt.

The private lounge suddenly became lively.

……

After a few minutes, the lounge returned to silence with a high-pitched cry that was obviously suppressed.

Yuanzi's face was still red. She nestled in Qin Wuque's arms without saying a word, her head down, her chest heaving. The high-heeled sandals on her feet had been thrown off at some point and were now scattered all over the sofa. Her round and smooth toes under her delicate bare feet seemed to be curled up cutely because of excessive shyness.

In comparison, Qin Wuque's clothes were barely tidy, but his breathing was a little disordered.

"How is it? Have you calmed down a little?" Qin Wuque took a deep breath and sorted out his breathing.

"..."

Yuanzi didn't say anything, but just nodded slightly, which looked like she rubbed her face against Qin Wuque's chest.

She continued to lower her head, and her short chestnut hair, no longer restrained by a headband, fell down, blurring the expression on her face.

Qin Wuque wasn't so low in EQ that he asked the girl to sit aside just two minutes after finishing. To be honest, if that were the case, he would have been better off pretending to be a gentleman from the beginning.

So he chose to continue hugging her, but without saying anything.

Judging from Yuanzi’s performance, it was obvious that this was the first time in her life that she had such an experience, and the afterglow of the climax lingered for a long time.

After about ten or twenty minutes, the garden finally calmed down. Although the shame was still there, my brain had almost recovered.

She raised her head cautiously and looked timidly at Qin Wuque who was holding her. Her pink lips moved slightly, making a softer and more tender voice that was completely different from her usual energetic voice.

"Qin...Brother...Brother..."

"Ok?"

Qin Wuque tilted his head, reached out his hand to lift up the bangs that were loose on her forehead after Yuanzi finally gave up the ancestral hairband she had worn for more than ten years. He looked carefully at the forehead that was as smooth as Sakura in Naruto, and then let the bangs down again.

"It really looks more beautiful this way."

"Woo..."

Realizing that her hair was messed up, Sonoko wrinkled her nose cutely and let out a slightly dissatisfied snort.

Qin Wuque laughed, and his laughter was full of tax evasion.

The shift in attention caused by the little episode made Sonoko no longer so focused on being shy. She began to look outside through the black privacy glass, her big eyes full of confusion.

"So what exactly is down here? I don't think I've ever heard Uncle Jiroyoshi mention it before. When I came in, I saw a lot of armed security guards on the road, but they didn't look like they were from the Japanese Self-Defense Forces..."

"Of course they are not from the Self-Defense Forces." Qin Wuque replied.

Then he turned around and said in a somewhat strange tone: "Sonoko, aren't you the first heir to the Suzuki Group? Your family never told you about what happened under the Suzuki Tower?"

"Absolutely not."

"Ok."

Qin Wuque held his forehead slightly.

"I remember a cartoonist, novelist, or ballet dancer in Japan once said something. He said - I think it is very scary to let children not know that there is darkness in the world. So since your parents didn't tell you, let me explain it to you. But this explanation may be a bit long."

"Then, can you wait a moment? I suddenly have something to deal with..."

"Ok?"

Under Qin Wuque's puzzled gaze, Miss Yuanzi blushed again, lowered her head, and whispered softly.

"Is there a shower room or laundry room here? My panties seem a little cold..."

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Cao (a kind of plant)... Today I said in the group that I will give more serious chapter titles when there are chapters about cars in the future. As a result, these bastards asked me to add something recognizable after the chapter title. After much thought, I think it is more appropriate to add a "?".

I can only say, you are worthy of it.

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Chapter 288 The female investigator’s surprise

There were no "unexpected situations" in the subsequent panty cleaning process, because Yuanzi did the whole process by herself, and it was not difficult at all whether she washed it by hand or dried it with a hair dryer.

All Qin Wuque offered was to lend out his private bedroom with an attached bathroom in the facility.

It is quite surprising that she is the second daughter of one of Japan's leading conglomerates, but she is unexpectedly good at hands-on work. And it is not flashy handicrafts such as embroidery and paper cutting, but real ability to take care of herself.

And it seemed that because of what happened before, Yuanzi's ability to accept what Qin Wuque said increased significantly. Later, when Qin Wuque explained the origin of the huge facility under the Suzuki Tower, she did not show much disbelief, but more understanding and acceptance.

However, since these have already been sorted out in detail during the negotiations with Suzuki Jirokichi, I will not discuss them here.

Compared to the drug that Qin Wuque said was "enough to allow the Suzuki Group to exist semi-permanently in the future", Sonoko was more interested in another new word from the former that could make a bunch of chuunibyou patients extremely excited once they heard it.

Emperor of Shadows.

If it is broken up, it becomes the shadow emperor.

As the name suggests, if the Prime Minister of Japan is the person who is responsible for governing the country in the open, similar to the person sitting in the position of "Emperor", then Qin Wuque, who will rule the entire Japanese underworld in the future, is undoubtedly the emperor in the dark, or simply the Shadow Emperor.

Yakuza should be considered as a traditional art form of Japan. Compared with other countries in the world where the law explicitly prohibits the Yakuza, the Japanese people are actually relatively more accepting of the Yakuza.

Although there is still a certain degree of exclusion, what is really excluded are those low-level thugs who swing baseball bats all day long, have tattoos on their bodies that they think are cool, and always cause trouble wherever they go.

It should be said that this kind of person will be disliked no matter what industry they are in.

In contrast, people who truly hold power are less likely to be resented, unless they have different positions.

Obviously, Qin Wuque and the Suzuki Group are in agreement on their stance.

Moreover, mastering all underground transactions in Japan and controlling the flow of all contraband is itself beneficial to social stability.

In recent years, explosions in Japan have become more and more frequent, and eight eggs are as common as three pounds of cabbage for one dollar on the street, which to a large extent reflects the incompetence of the Metropolitan Police Department and the National Police Agency.

Since you can't manage it, just don't manage it and give the authority to others.

It's that simple.

Therefore, Qin Wuque's plot, which seemed to be trying to shake the entire country, actually sounded simple to Yuanzi, and even seemed quite good.

She also didn't think Qin Wuque would lie to her.

After all - this is what her favorite Qin Gege said!

……

On the other hand, the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, which had mobilized a lot of energy to hunt down the suspect in the Suzuki Tower sniper case, as expected... failed to catch the target.

I can only say that they are pretty useless, but not completely useless.

In the twenty-four hours after the incident, these Metropolitan Police Department police officers, who were bullied by the Public Security Police Department on a daily basis, did find out some information.

Qin Wuque originally planned to ask Noah's Ark to help hack into the Tokyo Transportation Bureau's surveillance, and use the surveillance video of Tokyo city yesterday to find out the location of the criminal. Then he would just go along the route alone, kill the criminal with a single knife, and then turn him into a concrete pile and sink it into Tokyo Bay.

He has even thought about how to deal with the aftermath, which shows that he is very skilled in his work.

As a result, the next morning, Qin Wuque received a call from the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, which roughly meant that they wanted to invite him to the Metropolitan Police Department...

Of course, as one of the owners of Suzuki Tower.

It goes without saying that this must be another arrangement by Suzuki Jirokichi, and it should be considered a test.

What I mean is - are you capable of handling such an incident?

Qin Wuque thought so.

It's really complicated. Even the police in Los Santos who underwent high-intensity military training every day couldn't get him to go to the police station for tea, but these Japanese police who had to rely on private detectives for ordinary investigations did it.

Honestly, I could brag about this for the rest of my life.

However, when he arrived at the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department at the agreed time and found the meeting room mentioned on the phone, he suddenly realized that the facts might be somewhat different from what he had imagined.

The agreed location is on the top floor of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department building.

Relying on the morning call records in the call history, Qin Wuque easily took the elevator to the top floor, walked through the long corridor and came to a meeting room with a closed door.

From the outside, it looked like there was no one in the conference room.

Not only was the door closed, but the curtains were also all drawn, sealing it tightly. One could not see what was going on inside from the outside. The corridor was completely silent, without any sound at all.

Qin Wuque didn't bother to think too much, he just pressed the door handle and pushed the door open.

This push seemed to open the Peach Blossom Spring. As the door of the conference room opened, Qin Wuque's vision suddenly became clear.

He was supposed to be late, as the conference room was almost full of people.

In the conference room, a large "匚"-shaped conference table occupies more than 60% of the area of ​​the entire room, leaving a huge open space in the middle. The opening of the conference table faces the podium so that the person on the podium can come down at any time to give a public demonstration.

Qin Wuque walked out of the back door of the conference room. As soon as he entered, he saw Conan sitting at the back of the table with Mouri Kogoro, Xiaolan and others.

This naturally included Sonoko, as well as a girl whom he was sure he had never seen before, but whose face he always felt was somewhat familiar.

Especially the lines at the corners of his eyes, which made him inexplicably think of a certain Zha Zong who had been blasted into a charcoal block by him with an explosive sniper shot.

Seeing Qin Wuque coming, Yuanzi was a little happy and a little surprised. She wanted to stand up and say hello regardless of the fact that there were other outsiders around.

But Conan was one step faster than her.

The boy stood up from his chair as if he had drunk ten cans of Red Bull in one breath and waved vigorously at Qin Wuque.

"Missing pigeons~Here here~"

Looking at his enthusiasm, people who don’t know would think that these two people, one big and one small, have a very good relationship, as if they are sworn brothers who have known each other for a long time.

"Ah."

Qin Wuque nodded and looked around habitually as he took a step forward.

He took a rough look and saw that at the conference table in the north half of the room were basically witnesses such as Xiaolan, Kogoro Mouri, Conan, and Sonoko, while there were also a few familiar faces in the south half. He remembered that they seemed to be police officers from the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, including Inspector Megure.

The one standing on the stage explaining...

Qin Wuque was stunned the moment his eyes met.

A familiar women's suit, a burgundy deep V dress with lace lining, slender legs wrapped in black stockings, sharp high heels, and that iconic short blond hair and cold white skin.

At the same time that Qin Wuque noticed a female FBI investigator, Judy on the stage also noticed a figure that shouldn't have been here.

The two said almost in unison.

"Why is it you?!"*2

Chapter 289 I thought of something happy

In a conference room at the Metropolitan Police Department in Japan's capital, the three parties came together.

Let’s not talk about the local Japanese Metropolitan Police Department police.

On one side is the American Pacific Police FBI who came to Japan to wipe out the Karasuma Group.