People are wreaking havoc in Tokyo, ladies, please stay put!

This information is so easy to find, I wonder why Fang Zuo doesn't just Google it.

There is only one Taoist temple in the whole of Japan, and it is in Fukushima Prefecture.

Fang Zuo decided to go to the Taoist temple in Fukushima to see if it was the same as Buddhism.

At this time, Shinmura Jing was very satisfied.

Except for finding a white hair on my head, everything else is very satisfactory.

Especially the man's unparalleled strength, which kept her in a state of pleasure as if she was being fed.

In addition to the pain deep inside her body, the torn wounds reminded her that these things were not easy to come by.

Suddenly, someone knocked on the door.

Shinmura Jing opened the door, but there was no one there.

Just a small piece of paper.

Shinmura Jing picked it up and fell to the ground in fright.

A cropped photographic portrait.

Chapter 126 The Past of Kimitsu Li and Niimura Akira

Shinmura Jing sat on the ground, his face pale with fear. He quickly picked up the broken photos and portraits on the ground and crawled and ran back to the apartment.

The door closed with a bang.

He slowly sat down with his back against the door, breathing heavily, his heart still beating wildly.

It was unknown how long it took before she slowly calmed down from the shock.

The sweat on her head dripped onto the still purple and swollen arc. The salt on the sweat touched the wound, and the sting made her slightly sober.

He took out his cell phone with trembling hands and called Kimitsu Li.

At this moment, Principal Hibiki Mitsuki was staring blankly at the various photos and honorary awards on the wall in her office.

Over the years, countless celebrities from home and abroad have visited Tokyo Women's University.

Kimitsu Li was always dressed appropriately and accompanied by his side, with a graceful and proud smile on her face.

The various honorary awards on the wall bear witness to the glory of Tokyo Women's University.

How can I let all this disappear?

No.

Never allowed.

No matter what, I have to keep all of this.

No matter how much humiliation I suffer later, I have to endure it.

She looked down at her bust, which had changed to purple.

Even the thong was changed to the same purple lace.

how?

Can't you dress so sexy without a man inside?

I insist on wearing it.

The phone on the table rang, and Kimitsu Li picked it up. It was Akira Niimura.

She still has the nerve to call herself.

I don't know when the relationship between them became distant, but Shinmura Jing still falsely accused me of murder.

After much hesitation, Fei Guangli finally answered the phone.

"...Hello, ha..." Jing Niimura was panting on the other end of the phone.

"Speak." Fei Guangli said coldly.

"She...she's back." Shinmura Jing said in horror.

"Who?" Fei Guangli frowned.

"Tomi...Tomigen Nako, she...she's back."

"Heh." Fei Guangli sneered: "Ximura Jing, what are you doing? You did so many tricks behind my back, what are you doing now? Are you trying to scare me?"

"I'm not scaring you, Kimitsu Li, look at the message." said Shinmura Jing.

hang up the phone.

Hibiki Mitsuki opened the message picture, and a broken portrait appeared in the picture.

A short, plump woman, smiling kindly.

Fuyuan rapeseed.

"Pah." Kimitsu's phone fell to the ground.

When they broke up, Tomigen Nako insisted on taking away all the photos of herself.

And Kimitsu Ri, Niimura Akira, and the deceased Shiratori Yuko watched as Tomigen Naoko cut up the group photos that she had kept with Niimura Akira one by one.

Isn’t Fuyuan Caizi already dead?

So where did this incomplete photo come from?

"See? I didn't lie to you." Shinmura Jing called again.

"Where did you get this?" Fei Guangli took a deep breath.

"She's back at the door of my house," said Jing Xincun.

"You wait at home, I'll come over." said Fei Guangli.

Shinmura Akira's apartment was originally not far from Tokyo Women's University.

Arriving at the door of Shinmura Jing's house, Kimitsu Li rang the doorbell.

Shinmura Jing opened the door and took out a pair of slippers.

Fei Guangli looked at the slippers she once was familiar with, feeling some complicated emotions in her heart.

The two looked at each other.

"What's going on here..." Kimitsu Li looked at the mess in Shinmura Jing's apartment.

European carved bed.

A mess of power tools were sorted out and put together.

Among them are some that I am familiar with.

Lili Feiguang blushed.

"He's been here." Shinmura Jing blushed.

"Mr. Fang Zuo?" Fei Guangli looked at the purple swelling on Shinmura Jing's collar and the bruises on his thighs and laughed, "It seems he fed you very well."

"Very full, why, haven't you tried it?" Shinmura Jing said with a smile: "You don't know how..."

"That's enough. I didn't. I'm not like you."

"Really?" Shinmura Jing took out a bottle of red wine and two glasses, and said while pouring the wine: "Fei Guangli, who are you? I don't know. Your appetite is not much smaller than mine. When have I not..."

"Enough, let's get down to business." Fei Guangli picked up the wine glass and shook it. The pearl necklace on her neck made her face look extremely dignified.

Shinmura Jing sneered at Kimitsu Li opposite her. This woman was just like that, even more hungry than herself.

But every time he pretends to be the president of Tokyo Women's University.

I have a big appetite, but I'm not as hypocritical as her.

"Who do you think put this photo on your doorstep?" asked Fei Guangli.

"How should I know? My first reaction was that she was back." Shinmura Jing was still frightened when she thought of the frightening scene.

"Impossible, she's dead, how could she come back?" Fei Guangli shook her head.

"I know it's impossible, but her death has something to do with us after all." Shinmura Jing sighed.

"Let's not scare ourselves." Fei Guangli took a sip of wine and said, "She seems to have a younger brother, right?"

"Yes, I heard Tomigen Nako mention it, but we've never seen it either. Besides, how could her brother have this photo?"

"What if it came from an inheritance?"

"Even if he's her brother, why would he come to scare me?" Shinmura Jing frowned, "Why not scare you?"

"Anyway, you should be more careful these days." Fei Guangli said: "If it doesn't work, call the police first."

"What's the point of calling the police based on just a photo?" Shinmura Jing shook his head. "You should also be more careful."

Kimitsu Li and Niimura Akira looked at each other.

They all fell silent.

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Inside the Tokyo TV Tower annex building.

After much deliberation, Keiko Minamikawa still failed to broadcast the withdrawn black money political report online.

but.

She took photos of the report and skillfully sent them to some other media outlets.

As for what consequences it might cause, she couldn't control it.

From the first day of studying journalism, her dream was to become a real news warrior.

Just like those predecessors, bravely expose the dirty side of society.

But in the end she still became the most beautiful leading actress.

Between reality and ideal, she chose the middle one.

After finishing her report, Keiko Minamikawa came to the camera surveillance area of ​​Tokyo TV.

Carrying several batches of luxurious cakes and various gifts given to her by her suitors.

"Hi! Uncles, thank you for your hard work." Jingzi Minamikawa greeted several uncles in the monitoring room warmly.

Then distribute these luxurious cakes and gifts to everyone.

"Still no news from him today?" asked Keiko Minamikawa, looking at the camera monitoring him on Tokyo TV.

"No, Miss Minamikawa Jingzi." One of the uncles shook his head and said, "We are all watching the surveillance very carefully."

"That man came for many days and never came again."

The other uncle also sighed.

What a nice girl! She has been so nice to everyone since the first day she joined the TV station.

I finally fell in love with someone, but this is the result.

Keiko Minamikawa bowed disappointedly to the uncles in the monitoring room to express her gratitude.

"Where on earth did he go? Why did he suddenly disappear?"

Keiko Minamikawa took out her cell phone and looked at the message she had sent many days ago.

She had to use a lot of connections to get his phone number from the security team.

Sent a message [Are you there?]

The other party did not reply.

Maybe he looked at the strange text message and thought someone had sent it by mistake.

But in the end, I didn't have the courage to say a few more words.

Will I never see that man again?

Minamikawa Keiko sighed.

The man that Minamikawa Keiko was thinking about had already arrived in front of a small Taoist temple in Iwaki City, Fukushima.