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Chapter 712 Long time no see my good son

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    The death of Naxizi was indeed a pity. Fu Jueshen could see that the light in her eyes before she died was one of guilt and reluctance.

    At least at that moment, she wanted to be a kind person!

    But the specific content of the word "be careful" she said could not be found out, which made Fu Jueshen frown successfully.

    At the same time, cheers came from the other half of the hall: "Okay, let's have another dance."

    "Yes, one more dance, we haven't seen enough yet."

    ""

    He subconsciously looked back and saw a young woman wearing a silver furisode kimono with red piping on the cuffs standing on the stage under the colorful rotating lights.

    The lights alternately shone on her clothes, instantly turning them into the same gorgeous color.

    The woman wore her hair in a tall bun like the Sui and Tang Dynasties, with a pure gold jeweled hair crown in the middle, and held a wooden fan with ink-colored ribs and golden patterns.

    Her real face cannot be seen through the thick pink and white geisha makeup, but her eyebrows and eyes look vaguely familiar.

    Judging from the kimono fabric she is wearing and the golden family crest on the fan, it seems that the woman's identity is not simple. Logically speaking, she should not appear to dance in such a small restaurant where dragons and snakes are mixed.

    Responding to everyone’s request, the woman danced gracefully to the sound of music, silk and bamboo. The fan seemed to be alive in her hands, rising, turning, waving, unfolding, and closing. It was a combination of hardness and softness, which was so beautiful.

    Fu Jueshen was not interested in watching this kind of folk dance that looked like dancing a great god. He kept staring at this woman because the family crest pattern on her fan belonged to the Ito family.

    At the banquet, he had seen exactly the same pattern.

    And the woman, if he remembered well, should also be the oiran Miizumi he met at the Ito family banquet that day.

    He was very sure that this noble and famous oiran was a Chinese, even though she spoke fluent Japanese.

    After the dance was over, the woman retreated amidst grand applause.

    Seeing this, Fu Jueshen raised his feet to keep up with her pace. Unfortunately, the woman was extremely vigilant.

    She seemed to be aware of his presence. Taking advantage of the moment when the lights switched, she opened the curtain and escaped from the entrance of the tavern.

    Seeing this, he took a step forward and was about to catch up, when he was unexpectedly blocked by a drunken middle-aged man.

    As soon as the man opened his mouth, there was a strong smell of charcoal-grilled cuttlefish and sake, and he yelled curses in Japanese: "Goddess Qinghime, private blessing kinmochi ちになってね"

    (Mother Qinghime, please bless me to be rich. Qinghime: She is a snake demon in traditional Japanese stories. She lives for love and dies for love.)

    Because of this little episode, the person was lost.

    In just the blink of an eye, the woman disappeared from his sight.

    "Get out of here! (Go away)"

    Under the mask, Fu Jueshen's face was tense and livid. He pushed the drunkard away and chased him out of the entrance.

    The entrance is connected to the back kitchen of the tavern. The outside is clean and gorgeous, but inside there is a greasy and dark scene everywhere.

    There was a small door half a meter high next to the air conditioner. Fu Jueshen intuitively felt that she should have escaped from here.

    "What do you want to do? (What do you want to do?)"

    The young chef is holding a short knife, humming a tune, and is concentrating on cutting the salmon.

    Fu Jueshen's sudden intrusion frightened him. The sharp blade suddenly cut his finger, and a large amount of blood poured out.

    On the chopping board, the salmon with half of its flesh removed opened its lips wide and sucked in the blood one by one.

    The man didn’t answer his question, he opened the kitchen door and walked out.

    ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????Outdoors are a different world, with quiet and dark alleys crisscrossing each other, with only a dim and old street lamp giving out dying light.

    He looked around and found no trace of the woman just now.

    However, Fu Jueshen concluded that she had not gone far yet. She was wearing clogs and was in such a quiet environment.

    You can definitely hear the sound of someone walking by. Thinking of this, Fu Jueshen immediately laid down his tall body and put his ears close to the ground.

    Da da da——

    The sound of clogs hitting the ground was urgent and loud, reaching his ears.

    The person is right in front.

    His figure is like a jaguar that has always been agile on this road.Running fast in the alley, the black shadow blends into the alley.

    ??????????? In the end, it’s because the length of the legs has the advantage, or maybe it’s because it’s not convenient for women to wear clogs.

    Fu Jueshen caught up!

    From a distance of about ten meters, I saw the silver-white figure shaking in the darkness. It was the woman who danced in the tavern just now.

    "Stop!"

    ??He speaks Chinese.

    The woman did not look back, but the sound frightened her, and then she grasped the hem of the kimono with both hands, and her steps became even faster.

    “Obviously, she understands Chinese.

    “Don’t think that I won’t recognize you just because you pretend to be Japanese, Miss Ye, let’s talk.”

    Why did she appear in Japan?

    How could a good young lady from a wealthy family be left alone and become a plaything for people’s entertainment?

    ??Also, is the death of the woman just now related to her?

    Doubts weighed on Fu Jueshen's heart one after another. He couldn't wait to unravel the layers of mystery and seek the truth.

    Damn it, has Fu Jueshen noticed himself?

    Or maybe he just had suspicions and no evidence, and what he said just now was just a test.

    Ye Yunzhu believed it was the second guess. She lowered her head and walked towards the path ahead without answering.

    Da da da——

    The sound of clogs kept ringing.

    Fu Jue narrowed his long and narrow eyes, took out a silver pistol from under the big sleeve of his kimono, and warned her coldly.

    "If you continue to move forward, I will shoot you."

    The woman's heartbeat quickened. She looked back and glanced quickly at Fu Jueshen. Sure enough, the man was pointing a silver pistol at her.

    She No. 4 did not doubt that his gun would fall off in such a dark environment.

    what to do?

    Seeing that she was about to reach the next alley, Ye Yunzhu decided to give it a try. When Fu Jueshen fired, her body rolled to the ground flexibly.

    The clogs fell off my feet.

    She hurriedly stepped on the white footbags (socks) and hid behind the wall. The bullet and the wall caused a dazzling fire due to the instant high temperature friction.

    It bloomed just above her head.

    This was undoubtedly because the sickle of death was on her head. Ye Yunzhu felt a chill on her spine and numbness on her scalp.

    Fu Jueshen was only one step away from walking in front of her. At this critical moment of tension, his white and slender hand suddenly grabbed Ye Yunzhu and pushed her back.

    He took a step forward and stood in front of Fu Jueshen.

    "Long time no see, my good son!" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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