Me Dressed As Gin's Younger Brother

Chapter 168 The Color of Nightmare (8)

The man paused as he wiped the crowbar, and looked up at Kurosawa Hideaki, "You take me for an idiot?"

"I dare not, after all, you only need one bullet to kill me now." Kurosawa Hideaki leaned lazily on the chair.

If it weren't for the knots at the shoulder blades to help him straighten his waist, he would be able to slide down the chair to the ground in a second.

"You don't look like you dare." The man withdrew his gaze, without any intention of turning on the camera to deliver the goods.

That does not work.

He still has to follow up on the fake undercover list, so he doesn't have much time to spend here.

Kurosawa Hideaki turned to look at the room.

As previously theorized, the man lived in a government-subsidized low-cost rental house.

The whole room was full of parts and sundries, and there was a strong smell of motor oil.

The tatami mats on the floor were stained with oil, giving off a black and yellow sticky smell.

There was no light in the room, the curtains were tightly drawn, and the outside scenery could not be seen clearly. The only light source in the room was a newly purchased lighting placed next to the camera.

"I want to drink water." Kurosawa Hideaki said softly after looking at him.

The man was silent for a moment, picked up the glass by the table, poured out the dirty water mixed with soot in it, hurriedly rinsed the surface stains under the faucet, and then pointed the mouth of the cup at the faucet to fill a glass.

Kurosawa Hideaki held his breath. Although the water flowing out of the kitchen faucet is indeed drinking water, your kitchen is really a bit too dirty, isn't it?

When you step on the kitchen tiles, the soles of your shoes squeak when they stick to the oil and then tear them apart!

He will never drink that glass of water!

No more fun!

Kurosawa Hideaki suppressed his nausea and saw the yellow stained glass getting closer and closer, he suddenly raised his head to meet the man's eyes, and ordered, "Look at me!"

The man's vision immediately disappeared.

"Put the water aside." Kurosawa Hideaki held his breath, he was relieved until the glass of water was completely out of sight, "What's your name?"

"Yu Zecheng."

"Who sent you here?" Kurosawa Hideaki stared at Sawa Chengyu's face, carefully identifying all the expressions he made unconsciously.

Ze Chengyou hesitated for a moment, "Tokiwa Jincheng."

Tokiwa, a famous consortium.

Tokiwa Jincheng, an entrepreneur who has died long ago.

The current president of the Tokiwa Foundation is Tokiwa Eisaku, who is also a professor of medicine while serving as the president.

In this case, either Tokiwa Jincheng is not actually dead, or Tokipan Jincheng is actually just a pseudonym.

"Talk about Tokiwa Kinei." Kurosawa Hideaki ordered.

"Boss." After Ze Chengyou said these two words, he was like a gourd with its mouth sawn off, unable to utter half a word.

It seems that Sawajo Yuu and Tokiwa Kinsari may not even have met each other.

The way to directly obtain the answer will not work, so obtaining some conditions through other methods is better than nothing.