"So, in the first half of the night before the incident, you were at the 'Ryukyu Country Izakaya', drinking with Hiroshi Changda, Kengo Yamada, Takumi Fujiwara, and Riku Atsumi of the association, right..."

In the dark interrogation room, listening to Sosuke Araki's description, Takeshi Iwata handed him another cigarette: "Did you notice anything unusual?"

At this moment, the circular ashtray in front of the two "smokers" was filled with circles of cigarette butts, like a censer dedicated to the gods.

"Abnormal...except for Yamada-kun, who wanted to break the rules of the store, shouted 'start the era of Buddhahood' and wanted to get started 'assist in juice extraction', and was played with only his underwear by the punishment game. There seems to be nothing else other than the 'grab right behind' to stop it..."

Putting his feet on the table, leaning on the chair and looking up at the ceiling above his head, Sousuke Araki carefully searched for the remaining details in his mind.

"Oh, by the way, Tuohai and Lu Dou, the two humble guys with the same amount of alcohol and courage, seem to have vomited several times in the middle, so I seem to have lost a lot of extra cleaning fees?"

"Well, this part of the experience is basically consistent with the testimony of the other parties and the waiter of the 'Ryukyu Izakaya' that night, plus road security cameras and consumption records as evidence, there should be no problem..."

Takeshi Iwata poured him a cup of hot tea: "So, the key to the case is still in the second half of the night... After coming out of the izakaya, where did you go?"

"At that time, I drank all the pieces, and only a vague impression was left... Heh, I remember that after breaking up with them at the crossroads, I really wanted to go home and sleep..."

"Going home to sleep... Then why did you wake up the next morning in the 'Network Business Department' downstairs in the association?"

After a few taps on the laptop next to him, Takeshi Iwata turned the computer screen to press his temples with both hands and circled frantically to recall Sousuke Araki: "This video may help you remember something."

"This is……"

What seemed to be playing on the screen was a surveillance video captured by a security camera.

"PREGO?"

Bright posters, shops with floor-to-ceiling glass, and machines with bright lights...

Araki Sosuke recognized at a glance that this was a chain of pachinko shops, PREGO, that can be seen everywhere in Tokyo.

"To be precise, it's the PREGO Pachinko Akihabara store at three in the morning... Pay attention to the location of the corner..."

In the Pachinko store late at night, there are still many "pachinko professional players" who are addicted to this place.

Iwata Takeshi's voice just fell, and I saw a blond man who was sitting in the far corner, where the monitor couldn't photograph his face, suddenly stood up.

After putting on a tragic posture of "asking the sky with tears", and seeming to roar something...

The man slammed a punch and smashed through the screen of the Pachinko machine in front of him, bursting out a lot of sparks.

Then, in the terrified eyes of the guests, the blond man was embarrassed by the entanglement of several sleepy-eyed polar men, and he used a wild and swift move, "Jin Chan Escape", before his clothes and trousers were exhausted. Under the shreds, he escaped wearing only a pair of boxer pants.

The surveillance video, which stopped playing, freezes the angry, frantic and ferocious face of the man in boxer pants covered in tattoos before he escaped from the store...

"This is me...I-I remembered!"

The man's left eye was still covered with a dark one-eye patch.

"After drinking, I did run to play with small steel balls..."

Looking at the criminal face on the surveillance screen, the cigarette **** in Sosuke Araki's mouth fell to the ground in shock, and fine beads of sweat began to emerge from his face in layers.

"If I hadn't been seduced by the fraudulent advertisement of the broken pachinko shop, the following series of things would not have happened..."

In the smog, countless broken memories began to gather in Sosuke Araki's mind, and gradually turned into a sad past that was hidden in the depths of his memory and could not be recalled.

"As the Leo with the strongest fortune this month and the lucky star of the Jupiter Sun, I won't sit here with grievances now!"

...

9 hours before Ichiro Tokimoto died, Akihabara Electric Town, at the intersection.

At twelve o'clock in the morning, Akihabara was still brightly lit, and many ramen shops, izakayas, and Japanese custom shops were still open.

"Since that guy from Xingping left, I haven't been so passionate for a long time... Hiccup... What a turbulent 'twelve consecutive squeeze', Ryoma didn't come to suffer, but he himself."

After parting from the crowd, Sousuke Araki, who was in the middle of the crowd, took out the crumpled bill from the back pocket of his butt, and glanced at it with a dazed look: "Oh, that meal just now... I actually spent one hundred and seventy dollars. ten thousand……"

"This guy, Hiroshi, has secretly added a lot of things, is it because he is usually too repressed? 』

In the list of dishes in that long roll, the hidden dish "OmakaseJuice" alone ~lightnovelpub.net~ has as many as 32 servings!

"Well, this amount of money is nothing to my uncle now..."

A trace of distress that had just emerged habitually was instantly swallowed up by the "confidence" given by the balance of the bank card.

After the commission bonus of 50,000,000 yen arrived in the account, Sosuke Araki first remitted 40,000,000 to Daisy's "public donation account" without saying a word.

After dealing with the Gudu tax and personal debts, there are still several million left. He plans to pick up a modified "small steel gun", and then use the remaining fraction to realize the dream of "spending time in Ginza every day".

"At this time, the tram also stopped, and I can only scan the code to share a bicycle... Wait, this uncle is a rich man now, of course he is calling TAXI!"

Just when Sosuke Araki was looking around on the street with dull eyes, he wanted to experience the silky smooth electric door of a taxi and the taste of the driver getting on and off...

"Dear guests, in this month's horoscope divination, the domineering and lovely Leo is in the 'kingdom' fortune. And today's lucky star on the wooden sunday is the guest with the word 'wood' in his name!"

"Oh, Pachinko's shop..."

In an oversized shop with transparent floor-to-ceiling windows behind him, there is a cute mix of icy female electronic synthesizers that are commonly used in promotional activities and shop receptions.

"Leo, the king of fortune, the lucky star with 'Woo' in the name... Isn't that what I'm talking about recently, who is in the limelight and is making gold every day... This divination is quite accurate!"

Looking at the large pachinko shop with bright lights, pleasant music, and hundreds of machines, Araki Sousuke, who was a little itchy, turned his head indifferently: "Hmph, I'm already young and golden. I’m a social elite, but I can’t spend all day in Pachinko’s shop like before… Hiccup… Besides, it’s so late now…”