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Miura fell asleep at dawn in the morning, and only slept for four hours before being woken up by the ringing of the mobile phone. He held it in his hand and saw an unfamiliar phone number on it. After thinking for a while, Miura got up and answered the phone, "Hi Who are you?" Hearing the short word "I", Miura jumped up from the bed at once, this voice. . . .Could it be. . . . .A thought flashed through his mind, and he quickly asked for the address and asked his subordinates to drive to pick him up.

Half an hour later, Linnai came to the PIONEER, which used to be her own nightclub. This nightclub has eight floors above and two floors underground. The second floor leads to the biggest casino in the city, Luoye Casino.From the third floor on the ground is the hotel. Too many people are peeping at this night market. It is not only a consumer market for ordinary people, but also a place for the rich to squander their money. Bright, but what kind of corruption lies behind these extravagances, only the person who is standing at the door and dressed plainly at this moment knows.

Linnai raised her head and stared at the building where too many things had happened. A feeling of being different from others just came over her. She once owned 80.00% of the shares here, but she is no longer the boss here. After the sale, most of it was transferred to Miura, and the income from the 20.00 shares was enough for several families to live carefree for a lifetime.Then give half of this fund to Miura, so that he has working capital, and she deposits the other part in an account.At this time, she is a pauper with no money, and she is completely different from her previous self with assets worth hundreds of millions.

Familiar with the way, she came to the exclusive channel for the board of directors. Standing in the elevator, Linnai looked at the buildings falling rapidly in front of her eyes. The sound of Ding Dong sounded in her ears, and the elevator stopped at the eighth floor. This floor is the meeting of the board of directors. Hall, and various offices.Linnai walked to the end, and then turned left to arrive at the most luxurious office on this floor. She used to sit on the leather sofa here and enjoy the taste of imported red wine.Ringing the doorbell, the door was opened immediately, Rena saw the small man behind the door, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, Miura, who was wearing glasses, still looked so gentle, just like five years ago squatting The shivering people on the street are quite different.If he didn't say his identity at this time, he could think of a teacher at the university or a doctor at the hospital.

Miura smiled awkwardly. He let Rena in. He saw that the man with crutches was wearing a simple plaid shirt and a pair of washed and worn-out jeans. No matter how he looked at them, he couldn't compare with those who used to wear world famous brands. Even so, the momentum revealed by that back is even stronger than before.Sitting on the sofa and leaning on the crutches on the coffee table, Miura walked to the opposite side of the coffee table, and then bowed deeply to Rena, which was his respect five years late.

"Boss, you are finally back." Linnai frowned when she heard this address, and rubbed her nose a little embarrassedly, "Don't call me boss, now I'm a pauper, and I don't have the qualifications to be your boss anymore."

"No, boss, you will always be my boss, as long as you want, these shares can be returned to you." Miura stood aside and bent slightly like a servant.

"Don't, don't, don't push this mess to me again." Rena waved her hands and asked Miura to sit down, which made her very embarrassed, and Miura sat down opposite to her with Rena's permission.Miura thought for a while, and finally said cautiously, "Boss, you escaped, right..."

After Linnai heard this, she laughed out loud, "Miura, can you stop being so funny, that kind of place covered with barbed wire, where someone holds a gun to your head for twenty hours, no matter how powerful you are Might have escaped alone"

"That is...."

"Of course there's a reason, but I can't tell you now, I'm here to trouble you with something." Reina turned serious and prepared to start her own topic.

"Boss, tell me." Miura poured a cup of tea for Reina, which was a kind of tea imported from China that Rena used to drink most. For five years, Miura had prepared this tea all the time until he could personally pour her a cup.

"There is a policeman named Hiroshi Yoshimoto, please investigate. I need you to create an accident and make him unable to speak, but you can't let him die. The mission conditions are a bit harsh, but only you can do it. "

"Yoshimoto Hiroshi?" Miura's pupils shrank when he heard the name, "Boss, this policeman came to see me last night, and she asked me about... about Ms. Kashiwagi."

"Is he already so impatient? Hehe" Reina sneered, the cold breath all over her body made Miura's heart tense involuntarily. "He wants to restore Yuki's memory. Only you and I know about Yuki's killing of Hirashima in the world." As soon as Miura said this, he felt cold sweat breaking out. He suddenly pushed the bench aside and knelt on his knees Lie down on the ground, "Boss... I'm sorry, I took Kashiwagi Yuki to that villa without authorization"

"You!!!" Rena heard Miura say this, like a bolt from the blue, once that villa takes her there, it will definitely remind her of the past that Rena doesn't want her to remember, "Miura!! What should I say about you! Forget it..." Rena waved her hand and didn't want to pursue it any further, it will come sooner or later, but even so, she can't let outsiders threaten Yuki, and the situation before her is even more serious now Don't let Hiroshi Yoshimoto find Yuki, otherwise it will be too late. "Miura, get up, since Yuki is very likely to remember most of the things now, then this matter is imminent, please, it is the last thing I beg of you" Rena's eyes were sincere , made Miura's blood boil immediately. She used to follow the boss behind him through the hail of bullets. Seeing her shouldering those open and secret battles alone, he thought that if he could help this woman one day, he would definitely die. He has always liked this in his heart. A restrained and sad person, even if he can't have it in this life, as long as he stands by her side, he will be content.

"Don't worry, boss, and...do you need to see Ms. Kashiwagi?" Miura wanted to slap himself as soon as he finished speaking.But to my surprise, Rena didn't get angry, but thought deeply, and finally said to herself, "Is it okay to meet you?" Miura looked at the boss carefully, and felt that she was exuding a strong sadness at this time Feeling, such a boss makes people feel distressed, she should be a proud lion, a person standing at the top, decided to take the risk again and said, "If you can't meet, it's always good to have a look." Linnai's eyes drooped , and finally nodded hesitantly, Miura immediately got up, dialed the phone and asked his men to prepare a car and go back to the villa.

Yuki got up, and standing outside the window, he could see the lush green mountains in the distance. The terrain here is very advantageous, it is in the suburbs, but it is not too far from the urban area. The fresh air is carried by the breeze and pours in from the window. Taking a deep breath, the sadness and tiredness I had been feeling for the past few days dissipated a lot. After stretching my waist, my thoughts drifted to what happened last night. I felt depressed again, and my eyes fell on the person who was hanging aside On the evening dress on the mahogany hanger, he stepped forward and stroked the light and soft fabric with his hands. Suddenly, Yuki seemed to understand something, and a layer of mist gradually covered his eyebrows and eyes. As delicate and gentle as if he was stroking someone, Yuki would not know that there was a figure standing on the opposite floor looking at him.Standing behind the window, Linnai's hand holding the cane is not stable. She hasn't changed much in five years. She is still so thin and thin. Looking at her silhouette, she feels an inexplicable pain in her heart. She can't help but grasp it tightly. He took off the clothes on his chest, tried his best to control his urge to rush over and hug her, closed the window in embarrassment, leaned his back against the glass window, slid slowly to the ground, and cried bitterly like rain.

Yuki stood in front of Miura and bowed. Miura sat on the sofa in the living room and signaled Yuki not to care about sitting casually. Then Yuki sat on the sofa at the side and was silent for a while. "Mr. Miura, do you know Rena Matsui? Where is she now?" Miura, holding a newspaper and pretending to read it, raised his eyes to look at the person sitting upright.

"Well, yes, she is my boss, she is now...in a place you don't know..." Before Miura finished speaking, Yuki interrupted urgently, "Can you tell me?"

"I'm afraid it won't work, Ms. Kashiwagi, although I don't know what kind of past you have with the boss, but I think if she doesn't want to see you, there must be her reasons."

Yuki lowered her head, her eyes were stained with disappointment, "Then can you give her a word for me?"

Miura nodded, "You said"

"Just tell her...tell her...I'll wait for her, please." Yuki quickly stood up and bowed.Miura quickly put down the newspaper in his hand, "You don't have to be so polite, if Ms. Kashiwagi wants to come here in the future, you can come anytime, and there is no problem for a long stay."

"Thank you." When Yuki raised his head, tears were already in his eyes. At that moment, Miura understood why the boss loved this woman so much. She was as pure as a rose, and her tearful expression was like a rose with With the rain and dew on her face, her smile can easily make people fall in.Hastily looked away, Miura changed the subject

"Miss Kashiwagi is leaving now? I'll have someone drive you off"

Yuki quickly shook his head and declined the kindness of the car, picked up his purse and walked towards the door.Standing on the path and taking a look at the villa, Yuki turned around.Drops of silky things fell on the ground, leaving unique marks on the path like raindrops.