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He planned to give his aunt a gift of equal value to the ring.
That way, every time she sees it, she'll think of herself.
I've won twice, and I'm numb to it all.
"Okay, sir." The sales clerk took the ring, examined it for a long time, and his expression gradually became strange.
She then called her colleagues to help with the check.
"I'm sorry, sir, this ring is an ornament, probably more of a commemorative piece."
After she finished speaking, she handed the ring back.
"Commemorative significance?" Shirakawa Natsu was stunned for a moment, then immediately realized that the salesperson's statement was a high-EQ response.
Simply put, it's worthless.
"What material is this?"
"Stainless steel."
"Thanks……"
Shirakawa Natsu emerged from the jewelry store, examining the ring in her hand.
Seeing the affectionate look on his aunt's face as she examined the ring, he subconsciously assumed it was a wedding ring.
It seems to have more of a commemorative value now.
"Never mind, the plan has been achieved anyway."
Shirakawa Natsu decided to stop thinking about this and focus on investigating the case first, then she'd talk to the supermarket auntie.
It can also complete hidden main storylines.
The case can be closed immediately after the eight men wake up in the hospital and are questioned.
Shirakawa Natsu started the car and drove to the hospital.
the other side.
After closing the door, Hojo Maki covered her face and collapsed onto the sofa.
Wearing her school uniform, Tachibana Miu came out of her room and looked at Maki with a puzzled expression: "Mom, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
"Pfft." Ma Fei suddenly laughed out loud, sat up from the sofa, and looked at Tachibana Miu: "I was just thinking about something happy. Miu, would you like to eat ham or eggs?"
"I want them all~" Tachibana Miu jumped over with a smile.
"Okay~" Hojo Maki was clearly in a good mood, humming a little tune as she walked into the kitchen.
As soon as Shirakawa Natsu arrived at the hospital, she saw a familiar figure: Shimizu Kei's girlfriend, Kimura Yuko.
Why is she here?
Chapter 324 This is an apology
"What is she doing here?" Shirakawa Natsumi glanced at her and then quickly moved to the corner of the wall, turning her head to look at her.
Yuko Kimura was wearing a sweatshirt and jeans today.
Her figure couldn't compare to that of a voluptuous married woman like Juanzi, but overall she was youthful and beautiful, a real beauty.
As Shirakawa Natsu initially predicted, she was threatened by the 8th man and taken home to be humiliated.
Not only did they book rooms at love hotels, but they also used S&M props at home, all of which were testimonies provided by Juanzi.
Juanzi has no reason to give false testimony.
Shirakawa Natsu followed behind her, utilizing the stealth skills gained from her intermediate-level blonde photography.
It was easy to evade the girl's gaze.
He watched as Yuko Kimura walked into the 8th male ward.
"Good heavens, what the hell is this?" Shirakawa Natsumi stroked her chin, lowered her head, and walked past the ward.
The eighth man leaned against the hospital bed, already awake, and turned his head away, seemingly not wanting to see Yuko Kimura.
Yuko Kimura sat by his bedside, her back to the window, so her expression was not visible.
He couldn't make sense of the composition. He looked around and saw a nurse on duty at the entrance of the corridor.
He walked up to the nurse and asked, "Hello, when did the eighth man over there wake up?"
"Ah, may I ask who you are?" The nurse's eyes scanned him warily. Ba Nan was Juanzi's son. As an actor, he was often approached by paparazzi seeking information.
Bai Chuanxia pulled out his badge from his pocket: "I'm a police officer, investigating the case of the eight men's suicide."
"Oh, it's a policeman." The nurse's eyes lit up. The handsome blond policeman with his cheerful smile was incredibly charming to young girls.
"Mr. Yagami woke up around 6 a.m. last night."
"Six o'clock?" Bai Chuanxia frowned slightly, the overall timeline of last night forming in his mind.
Juanzi asked him out around 8 pm last night.
Then consider the image of Qingshui Creek in the wardrobe.
In other words, as soon as the eighth boy woke up, Juanzi couldn't wait to invite Qingshuixi home to play adult games.
She played with Qingshui Creek at home for a while, but probably wasn't satisfied, so she called him over and hid Qingshui Creek in the closet.
The plan is to wait until he finishes his work before letting Qingshui Creek come out.
That way, they can have a threesome, and she doesn't seem to care who sleeps with whom.
This can be considered an unconventional way to celebrate the son's awakening.
Judging from her behavior, she must have done this kind of thing quite often in her daily life.
The Qingshui Creek was adjusted to that state; it wasn't something that could be done in a short time.
Therefore, she maintained a master-slave relationship with Qingshui Creek for quite some time.
"Excuse me, please take me to the monitoring room." Shirakawa Natsu smiled. His smile was very cheerful and had a great effect on both naive young girls and experienced married women.
"Okay." The nurse hesitated for only a moment before nodding in agreement.
She cooperated with the police investigation, especially with such a handsome policeman; she had no reason to refuse.
The nurse led Shirakawa Natsu to the monitoring room.
Every room in the hospital is equipped with surveillance cameras, including the one with the eight men.
Shirakawa Natsu quickly found the corresponding surveillance footage.
The camera was pointed directly at the hospital bed, showing Yao and Yuko Kimura on screen.
It was different from what Shirakawa Natsu had expected.
Yuko Kimura frowned as she spoke to Yagami, but Yagami simply turned his head away and closed his eyes, seemingly unwilling to communicate with her.
"Strange, what's with this subtle atmosphere?" Shirakawa Natsu frowned. The relationship between the two didn't seem like that of a blond guy and his submissive.
On the contrary, Yuko Kimura seems to be the stronger party.
The hospital's surveillance footage wasn't very clear, so Shirakawa Natsumi could only make out the two people's facial expressions.
Yuko Kimura was angrily saying something, but Hachiman still ignored her.
The stalemate lasted for ten minutes.
Yuko Kimura left after saying a few words.
Only eight men remained in the room, lying alone on the hospital bed.
Shirakawa Natsu looked around for a while longer, but didn't find anything new, so she decided to leave.
On the monitor, Hachiman suddenly covered his face with his hands, and tears quickly flowed from between his fingers, dripping down his cheeks onto the hospital bed pillow.
Pitiful and miserable.
His blond hair looked dull and lifeless.
"What the hell?" Shirakawa Natsumi's lips twitched. Why did the eighth man look more like the victim?
What did he go through to cry like this after just being saved from the brink of death?
Shirakawa Natsu continued to observe the surveillance until Yagami finished crying, collapsed on the hospital bed, and closed his eyes.
There are no new leads for the time being.
After leaving the monitoring room, I went straight to the ward.
He reached out and gently knocked on the ward door, making two crisp "thump-thump" sounds.
Eight men opened their eyes, turned their heads on the hospital bed, and tried to sit up by supporting themselves with their hands, but they were too weak to do so. They looked puzzled.
"It's alright, Mr. Yagami, please lie down." Shirakawa Natsumi walked up, trying to make her voice gentle and warm: "I'm a police officer, congratulations on surviving the danger."
Upon hearing the word "police".
The eight men's faces visibly stiffened.
"Don't be nervous." Shirakawa Natsu quickly reassured him, "Your mother was worried that you were being bullied, so she asked us to investigate."
"I'm just asking you about some things."
"Go back. I don't want to say anything." Eight men said coldly, burying their heads in the pillow, closing their eyes and shutting their mouths.
Seeing his expression, Shirakawa Natsu knew that he wasn't planning to say anything.
This is a hospital, so he wouldn't dare use any strange methods.
He got up from his seat, took out a business card and placed it on the bedside table: "This is my business card. You can contact me if you need anything."
After he finished speaking, he looked at the eighth man again and saw that he was still lying flat with his eyes closed.
He had no intention of wasting any more time here.
After leaving the hospital, I drove to the police station.
He frequently visited Aunt Mafei, and most of the other police officers were used to it.
It is common for some police officers to cooperate with informants.
Shirakawa Natsu pushed open the office door and saw Aunt Maki sitting at her desk, reviewing documents with her head down.
This was completely opposite to the gentle and graceful demeanor of a married woman she had when she was dressed at home last night.
After she put on the police uniform, her curvaceous figure was concealed by the uniform, and her long hair was tied up behind her head, making her look dignified and capable.
"You're here. Have you gotten any results from the investigation?"
Aunt Mafei raised her head and looked directly at him.
"Uh, a little." Shirakawa Natsumi felt uncomfortable, as if she were being watched by her boss. She closed the office door and walked to her desk.
"The eighth man has woken up. Should we continue the investigation?"
"Hmm." Aunt Mafei nodded, her gaze still on the documents in her hand: "Kimi Onizuka is a celebrity with a certain influence. We still need to investigate the truth and then decide on the next step based on the truth. Otherwise, our police will be in a very passive position."
"What a hassle." Shirakawa Natsu shrugged and secretly leaned against her aunt.
Aunt Mafei noticed his little trick, looked up at him, and gave him a half-smile.
"This is for you." Shirakawa Natsumi took out a small box from her pocket, opened it in front of Aunt Maki, and inside was a silver ring.
"I accidentally lost your ring, this is to apologize."
Chapter 325 Burning the bridge across the river
Hojo Maki looked at Shirakawa Natsu, a smile playing on her lips: "It's quite pretty. Is it a gift for me?"
Shirakawa Natsu was being stared at by her aunt with a half-smile.
Of course, he couldn't admit that it was a gift. Giving a woman a ring meant proposing marriage, and his aunt would take advantage of that.
"It's just an apology; after all, I lost your important ring."
"It's just an apology." Hojo Maki looked away from him, picked up the ring, played with it in her hand, and slipped it onto her finger.
“Then it has to be engraved with my husband’s name.”