Tokyo: Simulation starts from the big sister next door

The bald man couldn't help but sigh.

I don’t know if it’s because he has been busy for too long today and hasn’t eaten anything.

After drinking chicken soup now, I always feel more than just warm all over.

I feel sleepy, as if I've eaten too much, and feel a little weak.

"If it tastes good, drink more."

An Zeliang said with a smile, stretching out his hand to fill everyone's glasses.

Bang!

A high-quality wrench slipped and fell to the floor.

"..."

The thugs all lowered their heads, their eyes wide open in confusion.

"Brother Xiaoliang, how come a wrench fell out of your body?"

But before they could get an answer, several people felt dizzy.

not good!

then.

Without waiting for a reaction, they fell down in all directions.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 132 130: Looking for a wife!

"I didn't expect this drug to be so effective. It seems that the boss didn't fool me." An Zeliang murmured as he looked at the gangsters lying on the ground.

When I bought the medicine, the boss said with a smile that only a small amount of it could knock down an adult sow. Looking at these people who were sleeping like dead pigs, I was sure that the boss was not lying and was a real person.

Then, out of caution, An Zeliang checked again and confirmed that the gangsters were all unconscious. Then he picked up the wrench on the ground, put it on his waist, and went into the bathroom to get a rope.

In order to prevent attacks from scumbag killers, An Zeliang bought a lot of legal "weapons and equipment", including drugs, aphrodisiacs, etc., as well as nylon ropes, whips, etc.

It just so happens that the nylon rope can be used now.

In a short while, An Zeliang tied up the bald man and others. During the process, he also checked the bald man and others. After making sure that they did not carry any dangerous weapons, An Zeliang stood up.

Then, he put all the tools he had hidden on his body back into the toolbox. When he was about to put the wrench back, he suddenly heard a noise behind him.

An Zeliang turned his head suddenly, and his eyes quickly swept over the bald man and others. They were still in a coma, but the bald man's arm seemed to have moved? Although it was only a little bit, An Zeliang, who had a super memory, still noticed it.

"This guy... isn't he completely unconscious? Or does he also have resistance to anesthetics?" An Zeliang frowned, this guess was not impossible.

After all, there are many talented people in this world. There are even people who are completely immune to anesthetics.

Thinking of this, An Zeliang walked over with a wrench.

Real life is not a simulation. When it comes to life, it is better to be cautious.

Thinking of this, An Zeliang squatted down, raised the wrench and pointed it at the back of the bald man's neck.

bump!

After the bald man was hit, he tilted his head and his breathing suddenly became much heavier.

If an ordinary person hit the bald man on the back of his neck with a wrench, it would probably kill him. But An Zelang has expert-level surgical skills, control of force, and understanding of the human body, which are not comparable to ordinary people.

He was sure that what he had done just now had sent the bald man into a super deep sleep. Even if the effect of the drug wore off, he would definitely not wake up for a while.

Afterwards, An Zeliang did the same thing and hit each of the thugs with a wrench.

"Well, I feel more relieved now."

An Zeliang muttered something and put the wrench back into the toolbox. Then he walked into the kitchen and rummaged through the cabinets to find the things that the bald man and others had hidden.

Several miniature cameras were pointed at the neighbor's wife's house from different angles, monitoring the wife's house without blind spots.

In addition, there are hidden wires connected to the camera... With a little operation, the camera's line can be connected to the apartment's circuit, so that the camera can be used without charging or changing batteries.

With such complete equipment and ideas, it is obvious that they came well prepared.

So, what should we do with these bald guys next?

An Zeliang touched his chin and was thinking about it when the lights in the neighbor's house came on. Through the glass, he could vaguely see a graceful figure walking in the living room.

After admiring it for a few seconds, An Zeliang probably made a decision.

He is not a murderer, so he would definitely not destroy the bodies of the bald man and others.

Besides, this group of thugs are the subordinates of the second-in-command. If they disappear in their home today, the second-in-command will definitely send people to look for them, which will cause a series of troubles.

So the wise thing to do is definitely not to destroy the body.

As for calling the police, An Zeliang felt it was inappropriate.

Although he could use his relationship with Officer Matsumiya to have him detain the bald man and others for interrogation, and at the same time send someone to protect him.

But it’s not that Anze Liang doesn’t believe Matsumiya Tomomi, but that he doesn’t really trust the entire Japanese police now.

Scumbag killers, serial killers... Among so many ruthless people, which one of them has not committed crimes many times and has not been caught?

So after just a few seconds of thinking, An Zeliang decisively gave up calling the police.

That leaves only one last option, which is also the safest one.

An Zeliang returned to the living room, took out his mobile phone, switched from video mode to photo mode, then pointed the camera at the bald men and took high-definition frontal photos of them.

After everything was ready, An Zeliang came to the gate of his neighbor's mansion.

Ding dong, ding dong.

After ringing the doorbell, the display next to the door lit up, and a mature and gentle female voice came from it. The picture seemed to be turned off, leaving only the sound.

"who?"

"Ma'am, it's me, Nakano-san's friend, An Zeliang."

"An Ze? What's going on so late? Xiao Kui has fallen asleep just now. If there is anything, let's talk about it tomorrow after she wakes up."

The wife naturally thought that An Zeliang was here to see Aoi, so she did not open the door, but declined on the grounds that it was too late.

After so many simulations, An Zeliang had a very good understanding of his wife's personality and knew that this was a sign that she was planning to end the conversation.

"Madam, wait a minute!"

"It's like this. A group of people I don't know broke into my house just now. They said they wanted to check the natural gas, but they installed a camera in the kitchen that could spy on your home. So I suspect they might want to harm you, or Nakano-san, so I wanted to tell you."

"If Madam is not worried, then I will call the police?"

As An Zeliang spoke, he pretended to leave. In fact, he stayed for a long time, waiting for a response.

There was silence for about a minute, then the door creaked open and the lady walked out slowly.

When I saw my wife at the kitchen window just now, she was indeed changing into her pajamas.

At this moment, the lady was wearing a tight black silk suspender nightgown. The two small black straps were stretched straight, bearing the weight that a dress of this size should not bear.

The slightly messy black hair was casually tied behind the head, with a few strands of hair hanging down, against the white and soft neck and shoulders, reflecting the warm indoor light.

Looks...very wifey.

"Mr. Anze, was what you just said true?" The wife's expression was a little doubtful, like a simple and innocent wife.

"of course it's true."

An Zeliang knew that if he rashly said such a thing, it would be difficult for his wife to believe him. With his wife's cautious personality, it was impossible for her to go out in the middle of the night. So he took out his mobile phone and found the photos he had taken of the bald man and others.

With his advanced photography skills, the appearance features of the bald man and others were captured very clearly.

The wife looked at the faces of the people in the photo and frowned slightly.

Of course she knew these people.

In just a moment, the lady seemed to understand something.

"Anze-san, please wait a moment."

The lady said this and turned to go into the room.

About a minute later, the lady reappeared with a dark purple windbreaker draped over her shoulders and a pair of thick high-heeled sandals with wooden soles on her feet, looking more capable.

"An Ze, could you please take me over to see them?"

"it is good."

The breeze blew, and the lady's skirt and windbreaker were rustling, but the sound of her high heels tapping was heard under her feet, neither fast nor slow.

Not far away, there were several bodyguards in black following.

The bodyguards have always been near the wife's house, but they rarely show up and do not enter the wife's house directly. Instead, they stay around to protect the safety of the wife and her sister-in-law.

An Zeliang, who has the ability to detect, naturally noticed the bodyguard, but he did not show any signs of discovery. He also did not want his wife to think he was so powerful, so as to avoid being suspected of having ulterior motives like in the simulation.

Soon, the two returned to An Zeliang's home.

As soon as she entered the living room, the wife saw several thugs who were tied up tightly and... sleeping like dead.

"..."

The lady's steps stopped unconsciously, and a hint of surprise flashed across her eyes.

How come these skilled fighters were tied up and unconscious?

"Why do they look like this? Mr. An Ze, did you do something?" The wife looked at An Zeliang in confusion.

"Oh, I didn't think they were good people, so after I confirmed the presence of the camera, I did a lot of things to protect myself."

As An Zeliang spoke, he pointed to the chicken soup on the table and explained.

"I saw that they were all hungry, so I deliberately made some chicken soup, put drugs in it, tricked them into drinking it, and then took the opportunity to tie them up."

"Drugs?"

The wife looked at the fragrant chicken soup on the table, and couldn't help but raise her hand to tidy up the hair around her ears, a hint of doubt flashing across her eyes.

"An Ze... You are a high school student, how could you have drugs at home?"

Seeing this, An Zeliang gave the explanation he had prepared long ago.

"Didn't the scumbag killer commit several crimes some time ago? Until now, this perverted killer is still at large and has not been caught. Then our school also held a safety lecture for this killer and assigned us some safety life practices."

"I listened to my teacher and bought some self-defense tools, just in case."

"Can drugs be considered a self-defense tool?" The wife's eyes were a little strange. Obviously, this excuse was not something that the battle-hardened wife could easily believe.

"Not only that! I also bought aphrodisiacs, knives, batons and other things, a lot of weapons! As long as I have enough weapons, the scum killer won't dare to hurt me!"

An Zeliang's expression was serious, and his confident eyes revealed a clear stupidity, leaving his wife speechless. She could only sigh in her heart, "How naive he is..."

"Hmm... that makes some sense. As a high school student, it's great to have such awareness." Although the lady felt that the boy in front of her was a bit foolish, she still praised him gently.

This compliment was not completely perfunctory, because it was really impressive for a high school student to knock down several strong men.

You have to know that these guys who were tied up were all subordinates of the second-in-command of the gang. They were all ruthless, had fought fiercely, and had criminal records.

So, it was really amazing that an ordinary high school student could beat them. It even left a seed of doubt in my wife's heart.

This boy may not be an ordinary high school student.

Combined with the brute force he displayed when resisting the pork before... it was even more problematic - but the wife couldn't care less about these things for the time being, so she changed the subject.

"Student Anze, where are they placing the cameras?"

"Here, in the kitchen. My kitchen window faces the front door of my wife's house..."

After bringing his wife to the kitchen, An Zeliang pointed at the cameras and other equipment left by the bald man and others, and skillfully retrieved the video footage.

Of course, since the actions of the bald man and others had not yet begun, they had already been completely ended by a series of operations by An Zeliang, so the wife’s figure was not recorded in the video at all.

Seeing this, the wife looked at the useless empty frames in the video, and slowly raised her head to look at An Zeliang.

"An Ze, you must be very scared when you suddenly encounter such a terrible thing, right?"

"Ok!"

"Then why didn't you call the police directly, but came to me instead?" The wife changed the subject and looked at An Zeliang quietly.

Obviously, the wife's question was reasonable. She didn't mean to question, but just asked a reasonable question out of her cautious nature.