"Villa?"
In the office, Curacao poured black tea for Yoko Okino and Yoko's agent.
Yoko in simple disguise looks curiously at the eye bank.
I've never seen such a beautiful woman before. Is this a new assistant?
Yes, Xiao AI is only a pupil after all
"Yes," the agent said to Gao Cheng, "the movie played by Yoko needs a villa as the location. It's said that the detective has several villas, so..."
"It doesn't matter to me. It's empty anyway," Gao Cheng asked. "But if the villa is a location... It's not a murder scene, is it?"
It's not bad that your house can be a movie scene, but it's a bit frustrating to shoot a murder plot.
"How?" Agent Leng way, "villa is just as a ghost habitat just, play the ghost is Yoko..."
"Isn't it a detective?"
"It's the female detective who turns into a ghost. The hostess who was killed in that villa turns into a ghost and appears every night to solve the mystery in the minds of those who visit the villa,
As a price, those people need to get her scattered bones back one by one... It's almost such a story. "
"It's not a small villa."
Gao Chengyu's light sweeps at Yoko chatting with Curacao.
It's a ghost and a detective. I always feel that it's because of this that I come to him.
If you rent the villa to the crew, you may find him as a consultant in the future
"Well," Gao Cheng replied, "I'll give you the address and the key. If there is a villa suitable for the scene, please contact me."
The villas he bought are all managed by Curacao. It seems that there is a big villa with a certain age in it. I don't know if it meets the requirements of the crew.
I'm tired of investigating cases these days. I should change my environment and work occasionally.
Having been in touch with the case for a long time, it's very important to reduce pressure, so he developed a lot of sidelines after investigating the case. Like the uncle next door, he didn't want to earn extra money.
Uncle is a wonderful person. I haven't seen any pressure.
……
In the afternoon, Gao Cheng received a phone call from officer Kaga Hashimoto of Japan, said it to Xiao AI, and took his wallet to go out. Yoko Ono had to give it to Curacao for a while.
He and the gahe officer first met in the "unicorn wings" incident, because they both like sweet food, and later they occasionally have dinner together.
This veteran criminal policeman has helped him a lot and provided him with a lot of experience in handling cases. He himself seems to be the protagonist in the novel of keigo dono, and he is the man with the strongest ability to handle cases that Gao Cheng knows.
"To Yoshino's?"
"No, I'll take you to a wonderful store today."
In humanoid Town, Gao Cheng follows Jiahe through the streets.
He is not very familiar with Tokyo food. He usually goes to any new store or discount event, but Jiahe is different because he has been staying in Renxing town and running all over the alleys. He is a senior eater.
"Sand field?"
In a Japanese restaurant that is almost full of customers, Gao Cheng looks around unexpectedly and hears the sound of the front desk checking out.
"It's expensive here, isn't it?"
"It's OK. It's my treat today," Jiahe said to the waiter skillfully. "MEIZHE, I want three large portions, more mustard and two more for him..."
Gahe pointed to Gao Cheng.
"One is enough." Gao Cheng said after noticing that others were eating pasta.
He often eats Xiaoai's and Chongya's food at home, but he is not used to it.
"I envy you so much," he said. "People cook for you every day. Are you still a primary school student? Today's children are really good. Last time, they specially called me to tell me to take you less sweets. "
"I'm a loner. I'm a little sad if I can be called a family member."
Gao Chengxin has feelings.
It can be said that Xiao AI accompanied him all the way, so that he would not be lost in the detective's world.
"No, just eat less sweets," said Gao Chengxun. "You won't rebel, will you?"
Gahe laughed: "how can it be? If there is no sweet food, it will be boring to handle the case... Speaking of it, this case of public security prosecutor should be your work, right? I hear you've given the minister a lot of faces. "
"I just provided some clues."
Gao Cheng saw that the server came with two dishes, one big and one small.
Sha Chang is a special buckwheat noodle restaurant in Tokyo. It's not really his dish, and it's strange to eat it with soy sauce and mustard.
The key point is that this kind of noodles is almost 100 yuan, which is not cheap.
"What? Don't you like it? " Jiahe, holding chopsticks and a small cup, was very embarrassed when he saw that Gao Cheng didn't move. He said, "forget it, I'll take you to buy renxingshao... Anyway, you must want to eat renxingshao with me."
"Mr. Jiahe knows me," Gao Cheng said with a smile, putting down his chopsticks. "Here's one for you, too."
"It's really... I don't invite ordinary people to the sand field."
Gahe shook his head and poured the small portion directly into the large plate.
"I can't eat it when I eat so much..."
"It's my treat."
"Ha ha, I can have two more of Chongsheng's renxingshao."
"Any number will do."
Gao Cheng takes a sip of water and waits for Jiahe's dining room. His eyes fall on a red poster on the wall.
Japanese silhouette style is a propaganda poster of a drama, "strange news in zenggenzaki's heart". The silhouette of a beautiful woman in kimono takes up most of the content. It's not attractive. I don't even know what kind of story it is, but the venue of the performance is Meiji.
Because he often cooperates with TV stations, he knows quite well that the companies that can perform in Meiji block, a traditional theater with a long history, are basically not ordinary troupes.
It's either popular or experienced
"What? Are you interested in drama? " Jiahe said curiously, "the play started last month, and the evaluation seems to be good. The director is still a beautiful woman, the kind of beautiful..."
"How can it be beautiful? It's exaggerating
Gao Cheng looks at the list of directors. She is a woman named Asahi Jubo.
It seems that someone has said that, but he is also half of the entertainment industry. He has seen a lot of beautiful women. He only met Yoko Ono in the morning. There can be no more beautiful one.
"No?" Jiahe stopped his chopsticks and felt that his character had been questioned. "It happened that there was a performance today. I'll go to see one later. If I'm lucky, maybe I can meet Asahi Hiromi."
"Not so good?"
……
Meiji block is located in Hashimoto, Japan, not far from the place where Gao Cheng and his wife eat. People come and go at the gate, and they take a long line of pictures.
"It's really popular." Gao Cheng was surprised to see many young people in the queue.
He thought only old people would come to the theatre.
"I have a bad feeling," he said, looking at the long line in front of him, frowning and fretting. "Usually at this time, it's just in front of me. Today, I may not be able to buy tickets."
"Well, you're out of luck. You can't see it another day."
Gao Cheng didn't like waiting in line. He thought it was a waste of time. He wanted to eat more than that.
But then again, it's crazy for the Japanese to line up. There are even people with stools in front of them
"One ticket for one person on that day."
A theater staff member counted the number of people, crossed Jiahe and put down a "sold out today" board in front of Gao Cheng.
"Sorry, today's tickets are sold out here..."
"Oh?" Jiahe was stunned.
It's the first time that it's closed behind him, but it's useless for him to buy tickets alone.
"Is there any mistake?" Gao Cheng looked back and forth in the apology smile of the staff, "how come I just arrived and I didn't have a ticket? Are there no station tickets? "
"I'm very sorry, there is no station ticket..."
"Forget it," he said, holding Gao Cheng in his hand. "Listen to you. I'll see it another day. I'll treat you to a barbecue."
It's incredible that he has always had bad luck, and even worse.
"It's better to see the director himself. I know a lot of people." Gao Cheng has no choice but to look at the theater.
In the crowd of the theater, a goose faced woman with outstanding temperament just came to see him, but the sight was not on him, but on gahe in front of him.
I don't know who it is. I soon entered the theater.
"What's the matter? Let's go. " Cried gahe.
"Good."
Gao Cheng came back, but the figure of the woman just now flashed in his mind.
I don't know if it's his illusion. The woman looks at gahe strangely. It's not admiration or general emotion.
Master level "cowboy" makes him very sensitive to this aspect.
He can't see through this woman.
……
That night, Tokyo Metropolitan, Kazuo district.
In the apartment along the coast of Arakawa, the residents in the house called the police because of the odor liquid seeping into the house downstairs. The police in the area where the police went out found a rotten body that had been dead for 20 days. A large number of police and a lot of spectators were quickly gathered at the scene.
Familiar with the sound of the siren in the night one after another, even far away from the high Chengdu heard the movement.
"Yes, I'm at the scene of the crime now," Gao Mu said, covering his nose and mouth. "It's too smelly... Officer Mumu, they are not free. I can only judge that the victim is a woman after seeing the situation. The cause of death is strangulation, and the specific results have to wait for the judicial autopsy,
In addition, I always feel that there is something wrong with this scene, so... "
"I'm not free, either." Gao Cheng wondered.
"No," Takagi said doubtfully, "Chiba said that you borrowed the video to watch it tonight."