718 On the Verge of Collapsing (1/2)

Leaving Jiang Chen's mansion, the two just got in their police car and before they drove far, the old captain Sakai criticized.

”Are you crazy? Do you actually suspect that the president of Future Group is the murderer of the missing villager?”

”But it's suspicious, isn't it?” Kwai argued. ”On the day of the incident, he returned home very late. There was a maid in the mansion and she happened to return to her apartment last night.”

”I think what Kwai said makes sense.” The police officer who drove interrupted.

The old policeman scorned and refuted their opinions: ”Motivation? A president of a 100 billion company will dirty his hands to do this? Don't forget we just came to understand the situation since the emergence of the T virus. However, this case will be handed over to the self-defense force investigators to handle. This kind of big case is not under the jurisdiction of our small police station.”

Reprimanded by his boss, the police officer driving forced a laugh.

”Senior you're right.”

After a pause, the police officer Ito said through the rearview mirror, staring into the eyes of the Kwai.

”I warned you that you're not allowed to act without authorization. One mistake will result in a diplomatic dispute. It may even cause more serious problems. Consider it carefully!”

”Yes--”

Kwai dragged out her tone before she looked to the side with her mouth pouted

Although she agreed, the expression on her face was filled with disapproval.

What is meant by ”A president of a 100 billion company will dirty his hands to do this?” It is simply too strange to measure a person's personality with assets! No matter from which point of view, his actions were very suspicious!

Taking a deep breath, Kwai looked at the mansion in the rear-view mirror and her eyes were filled with determination

[Since you don't believe it, then I'll prove it to you!]

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”Is it tight?”

”Oh, yes, it's a bit big.”

”Oh, isn't it better to be bigger?”

”No, it's uncomfortable.”

”What about this?”

”Oh, better.”

”Can you go in a little further?”

”No, I can't anymore.”

Qian Xia pushed her toes a bit further into the boots and put the boots on. Jiang Chen smiled, nodding with satisfaction.

This one looks good, just buy this pair!

”But... this pair of shoes is worth 1 million Yen. Is that really okay?” Looking at the label, Qian Xia gulped while her eyes flashed with joy.

One million yen was is equivalent to a year's savings of most Napon worker.

”Don't worry, I'm in a good mood today.” Jiang Chen smiled, took out his card to pay.

The salesperson packed the shoes and handed it to Qian Xia with a polite smile.

Qian Xia hugged the box and buried her head shyly, not knowing what to think.

However, Jiang Chen didn't notice this. It was only 1 million yen, nothing to sweat over.

What's more, the yen was now as cheaper as a piece of paper...

With the local Qian Xia acting as the guide, Jiang Chen spent a whole day visiting many interesting places. However, it was also quite funny to see that many of the landmark attractions that both of them visited were considered to be industries under his name. For example, Building 109, Shinjuku Commercial Street...

It was more touring his own back garden than sightseeing.

Although the pedestrian traffic on the streets were a lot clearer after the T virus crisis, the shops were still open for business.

Throughout the day, Jiang Chen basically walked around, but at night...