Conan's Refusal to Confess

If this young lady is really going to run a few kilometers, the boots in her store must not be suitable.

"Run faster, rush into your heart."

S machine, swiped the card and smiled, but looked up to see the shop assistant was stunned for a moment, and then blushed.

I have to say that her image of Baileys is not only beautiful, but also full of charm. It is unisex, so it is only used as a credit card.

Amamiya Noriko twitched her mouth, smiled and waved her hand, and went to the changing room in the store to change first.

The clerk saw that Noriko Amamiya had changed and was about to leave, so she hurried up to deliver it. Thank you very much for shopping in our store!

"Welcome next time, please go slowly."

"Well, let's go first, lovely young lady, see you next time."

Walking out of the store with a wave of her hand, Noriko Amamiya looked to the side of the road, and a van and a van just parked beside the road.

There were eight burly men getting in and out of the van, all with Western faces, all wearing white shirts and no ties, wearing a black suit or a black vest, and a black newsboy hat.

"Okay, decent."

Noriko Amamiya nodded with satisfaction, and straightened the hat on her head.Dress up as much as they do.

These eight bodyguards were called by her just now, and they were not the ones who protected her before. They were all made-to-order clothes from the pretentious security company.

Raising her hand to make a call, one of the eight men in suits answered the phone. Noriko Amamiya said, "Let the truck driver drive into the parking lot and put the motorcycle in the parking lot into the truck."

"Yes, Miss."

With a shake of his head, eight men in suits followed the truck into the parking lot. The guards at the gate of the parking lot were stunned for a moment. They would definitely not dare to stop them. It is not easy for these pedestrians to see them, so they can only look at them from a distance. What to do, if he did something bad, or troubled someone in the parking lot, he could only call the police.

Thinking about it, the doorman saw eight men in suits enter the parking lot, followed the truck and parked next to the motorcycle, and eight sturdy men in suits moved the motorcycle to the truck.

"Is this theft of a vehicle?"

The guard's hand paused in calling the police.

Find so many people who look like intimidating bodyguards, and a big truck, just to steal a motorcycle? ?

No one would steal like that, right?

He made a calculation, and in terms of labor costs, even if he did not lose money on this deal, he would not make much money.

"Master, what are you doing?"

Noriko Amamiya walked up to him, and looked at him in wonder as he gestured to make a seal, the old man who can be seen everywhere?

"Nothing, nothing."

The old man outside the door waved his hand, and turned around to see the young lady next to her. Her appearance was almost the same as that of the cute little girl before, her temperament was a little more elegant, and she was much more mature.

"Little girl, do you have a younger sister who is studying in Didan Middle School? She is a cute little girl who came here just now."

The old man wondered while watching the movement over there.

"Huh? That's not true. I'm here to recycle my motorcycle."

Noriko Amamiya smiled slightly, knowing from his eyes what the uncle was struggling with, she reassured him and said, "That motorcycle is mine, and those are also my bodyguards."

"Oh oh."

The doorman suddenly realized, but he was a little entangled, "If you want to move the motorcycle, you can hire two workers, right? Do you need your bodyguards to move it?"

Noriko Amamiya tilted her head, sir, you are so enthusiastic!

She sighed, and said slightly distressed, "Because my suitor has been eyeing me recently, and he is still squatting on my motorcycle. This is the only way to keep him away."

"That's it, I get it."

When the old man heard the words, he immediately expressed that he understood, and she didn't even need to mention these troublesome things to add to the sadness.

The grievances and entanglements between the rich and powerful chaebols in the officialdom have already appeared in my mind, which has spread to the next generation, and the sadness that marriages cannot be free, etc., every weekend at [-] o'clock in the prime time series is like this.

Do you understand?

Amamiya Noriko tilted her head slightly, the old man is insightful and not so gossip.

the other side.

Chieda Riho has already seen the truck and eight big men coming in from the entrance of the parking lot. She is protecting it secretly. Of course, she can see the location of her motorcycle from a distance from the parking position, so she can see the eight people driving the motorcycle. The car was moved to the truck.

Noriko, what is this?

On the other side, it is more convenient to observe the motorcycle, and it is also more convenient to do it. In the parking space that is close to the distance, the gin and vodka in the black Porsche have the same expression.

Gin looked at the time, and he saw two hours and seven minutes in vain.

Vodka put on the seat belt firmly, put his hand on the handbrake, and prepared to follow the order of the elder brother, drive to catch up with the truck, follow the other party to the destination, and then move the person who drove the motorcycle away from the elder brother's car Women get caught!

Gin tilted his head to look at Vodka, "What are you doing?"

"Brother, aren't you going to catch up?"

Vodka was stunned.

Qin Jiu looked at the eight burly bodyguards carrying motorcycles, which were very eye-catching, as if they were made on purpose for him to see.

Withdrawing his gaze, Gin looked at a white Santana sedan on the other side, and said calmly