6:30 p.m.

A taxi stopped in front of the main entrance of the Miyazaki Prince Hotel, and Masaharu Motoyama stepped down from it.

He was carrying a briefcase containing interview manuscripts, with a professional smirk on his face.

After a busy day, I have finalized my itinerary. I will interview the Falcons here in Miyazaki tomorrow, and I will go to Okinawa the day after tomorrow to interview Neng Snob, the head player of the Panthers...

Neng Snob Three... Neng Snob Three!

Go through the hall and take the elevator to the suite on the 4th floor.

After Masaharu Motoyama took out his room card and opened the door to enter the house, he finally stopped restraining his emotions.

A faint shadow was cast between his brows, and his expression became particularly distorted and hideous.

The guy who ruined himself as a baseball pro!

No matter what, we must find a way to give that person to...

"Yo, Mr. Benshan, you are finally back."

Suddenly, an unfamiliar voice came from the room.

Motoyama Masaharu woke up with a start, and saw a figure sitting on a single sofa.

The man had a stubbled face, was wearing sunglasses and a hat, and was holding a pistol in his hand. The black muzzle of the gun was staring at him like an abyss.

After all, he has been a reporter in the world of Ke Xue for many years.

Obsessed.

He still has a basic understanding of murder cases, so facing a person who can sneak into his hotel suite, the thing in his hand cannot be regarded as a toy anyway.

"You... what do you want to do..."

From viciousness to panic to despair, Masaharu Motoyama's emotional transformation took only a few seconds, and his heart sank slowly, as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

"Look at this first."

Vodka picked up the file bag on the coffee table and threw it forward.

"..."

Masaharu Motoyama thought he was going to die, when the revolving lantern flashed in front of his eyes, he almost recalled all the people he offended when he was wearing crotch pants, but the other party didn't shoot immediately, instead he was a little dazed for a while.

It wasn't until Vodka urged it again impatiently that he slowly bent down and picked up the file bag.

【Energy Snobbery Three】

It can be seen that a very simple and clear name is written carelessly on the cover.

Motoyama Masaharu's breathing suddenly became a little short. He hurriedly took out the paper from the bag, and after reading a page, his hands began to tremble uncontrollably:

"You... who are you? How do you know this?"

"Hmph, of course it's because..."

Vodka's complacent momentum just started, and before it had time to show off its prestige like it did in the "Itakura Taku Incident", it was directly interrupted by an electronically synthesized voice:

"Some things, the more you know, the faster you die."

Apart from this voice, Motoyama Masaharu only heard the sound of the door opening and closing.

He tended to instinctively want to turn around, but before he could move, the next second, a cold and strong hand pressed against his head forcefully.

At the same time, the electronically synthesized voice sounded again, "Stupidity should have a limit, do you want to die that much?"

"No no no no…"

Benshan Masaharu was frightened into a cold sweat, and quickly explained: "I just want to know, what are you planning to do by letting me see this?"

What is contained in the file bag is the content that the snob can take advantage of his position to engage in black ball fake matches.

Although Masaharu Motoyama judged based on his many years of experience as a reporter, he could not find any loopholes in logic, but... there are only testimony but no evidence.

Handing this thing over to the baseball association, even if the content written on it is true, it is impossible to have any influence on the energy snob.

Moreover, for the devil who terminated his career, Masaharu Motoyama thought more than just destroying the other party's reputation.

Earned money that would never be spent in a few lifetimes, so what if black material was exposed?

Taking ten thousand steps back, even if that **** goes to jail, as long as he has money, he will have a lot of lawyers to defend him. You can't let him go so easily, yes... only if you die, only if you let the snobbish die, you will willing!

Masaharu Motoyama thought, and the flustered emotions gradually calmed down.

These two people did not kill themselves, but took out the snobbish black material, maybe they were also the people who were framed by that beast, as long as they have a common enemy, they can cooperate...

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that the possibility was very high, and he quickly asked, "You also want to deal with Neng Snob Three, I... I can help!"

"How to help, kill him?"

Ye Gengyi casually pushed it in front of Vodka, while he continued to hide in the shadow from the entrance to the corridor.

Hearing this sentence, Masaharu Motoyama, who had already guessed, showed an ecstatic smile on his face.

"Yes... yes! That's right, I just want to kill him!"

"Um?"

Ye Gengyi asked in that synthetic voice without the slightest emotion: "How to kill?"

"Uh... this..."

Masaharu Motoyama's ability to resist pressure, in the face of the gun and the unknown man behind him, still failed to last for too long.

Coincidentally, after recognizing the face of Neng Snob, the senior reporter was indeed depressed for a while, and the motivation that really cheered him up was a murder plan inspired by a burst of inspiration.

For the interview in Okinawa the day after tomorrow, Masaharu Motoyama is going to take advantage of the time difference to embark on a murderous trip across space!

So, after listening to his narration, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became a little quiet.

The expression under the vodka disguise became a little weird.

Before coming, Ye Geng took advantage of the meal time and passed the murder plan he wrote to a certain Hanhan.

Naturally, Vodka read it again, and at this moment he was complaining in his heart:

...Except for some steps that I can't understand anyway, and I don't bother to think about it, the plan made by Masaharu Motoyama to kill Nono Snob is too similar to Icewine's plan...

Of course, Icewine's plan must be more verbose, and the details are too much to see.

If you really want to compare, this kid Masaharu Motoyama is quite suitable for my taste...

Thinking of this, Vodka resolutely gave up the supplementary explanation of the plan revision, and went directly to the lure link after the intimidation:

"Do you want to replace the Patron Saint of the Panthers and become the next 'Neng Snob Three'?"

"What?"

Masaharu Motoyama is a little too in a trance, UU reading www.uukanshu. Com didn't seem to hear clearly, "Replacing... the guy who replaced Nengshi?"

"It's just doing the things he's doing for us now. I didn't intend to tell you so much, but I didn't expect you to be quite clever. Hmph..."

Vodka sneered, and bewitched, "After you kill him, instead of living in fear, you might as well come to our side. When the time comes, you can have everything a snob can have."

Masaharu Motoyama heard the words, and the emotions that burst out from the depths of his heart flooded one after another.

There was a struggle, but it wasn't intense.

Because he can snob three, he will definitely kill...

If it was a few years ago, Masaharu Motoyama's struggling emotions might have been even higher, but he has been a reporter for so many years and has been exposed to so much darkness, it is really difficult for him to regain his inner light.

And these two mysterious people who suddenly appeared, although they gave me a sense of danger, but maybe this is also a turning point...

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