Chapter 1864: Imprisonment

The next morning, at the entrance of the Aocheng Imperial Sword Hall.

The entrance of this hall is located on the seaside. It is a century-old building left over from the Portuguese rule. The high-gate courtyard looks unique and impressive.

From the outside, this is undoubtedly paradise, a place many people dream of living.

This area is also where the wealthy people of Macao gather for vacation. It has an elegant environment, fresh air, and a livable environment. It is the envy of many people.

But in this quiet morning, the entrance to the Imperial Sword Hall was not peaceful at all. Nearly a hundred guards got up early and were still walking back and forth inside and outside the manor.

Many patrol members passing by the main building would subconsciously glance at the hall, feeling fearful, surprised, and mostly uncontrollable anger.

This was because a burnt corpse was projected on the screen of the empty hall, a body that was beyond recognition.

Although everyone is facing a photo, and the pigment is reduced to reduce the visual conflict, it still makes people tremble when they look at it.

The former voluptuous Nakajima Riko has turned into a half-cooked corpse. How can the Imperial Sword Club feel better?

Therefore, the eight members of the Royal Sword Association in the hall looked at the corpses on the screen with livid faces, and their eyes showed the vengeful light of beasts.

Sitting on the luxurious imported sofa not far from them was a well-dressed figure.

He held a glass of red wine in his hand, which was as red as blood. He looked calm, but in fact his expression was uncertain. He had not drank red wine for a long time.

It was Saburo Miyamoto.

I don’t know how long it took, Miyamoto Saburo leaned back on the comfortable sofa, took his eyes away from the body, and looked at another Japanese woman:

"Hara Saeko, tell me the matter again. I want to sort it out slowly."

The oriental woman is twenty-five years old, with a baby face, but her pride is very prominent, and she can be described as having a childish face and a huge pride.

She wore a form-fitting suspender skirt that covered her proud body and perfectly outlined her slender, drool-worthy curves.

Upon hearing Miyamoto Saburo's question, she immediately responded respectfully: "I understand, Miyamoto-kun."

"Last night, we received Miyamoto-kun's order and immediately took thirty brothers to the restaurant to see what happened."

"But when we arrived, the Aocheng police quickly secured the scene. They extinguished the fire and cleaned up the bodies."

There was sadness and anger in her eyes: "We didn't see the murderer who massacred the restaurant, we only saw the raging fire and fifteen corpses."

"I wanted to go into the scene to take a look at the situation, but the police security was very tight and we had no chance to get close."

"I could only take a few glances with my binoculars. The restaurant was burned beyond recognition, and there were traces of gasoline and detonated gas."

"I checked the nearby surveillance through my connections. The surveillance saw Nakajima and his friends having closed their doors and reopening the door to welcome a truck."

Saeko Hara spoke in a low voice: "I can also tell from their expressions and lip readings that they all shouted the words 'Annako is back' happily."

Miyamoto Saburo narrowed his eyes slightly: "Then what?"

"Then the surveillance was cut off, and the rest of the restaurant was gone."

Hara Saeko sighed quietly: "All nearby surveillance cameras have been cut off, and several of the probes have been washed. It is obviously the escape route of the murderer."

"Thirty minutes ago, I bribed another police officer to get some interior photos."

She pointed her finger at the corpse on the screen: "From the remaining accessories of the deceased, we can infer that the deceased is Riko Nakajima."

"I have dealt with Nakajima Riko many times, and I have eaten a lot of food at her place. I know the jade ring she wears on her middle finger."

Hara Saeko informed Miyamoto Saburo of her judgment and used a laser pointer to point out the ring on the corpse.

"I have enlarged the photos and compared them with the police's simple autopsy. I can conclude that Nakajima Riko's external injuries were almost harmless."

She zoomed in on the corpse's head: "Her fatal injury was a bullet to the head, piercing it from left to right. It was a headshot that could not be saved by gods."

"Riko is really dead..."

Saburo Miyamoto's body trembled when he heard this, and he saw a struggle emerging from the corpse: "Fifteen people were killed with almost no ability to resist."

"How could the murderer kill so easily if someone of his own hadn't stabbed him?"

Saburo Miyamoto murmured to himself: "It seems that Annako failed her mission, betrayed her to survive, and collaborated with the murderer to cleanse the restaurant."

He also confirmed his guess that after Nakajima Riko called him, she was shot in the head by the murderer.

A big man shouted: "Mr. Miyamoto, give me a team of people. I will destroy the Shen Dao Sect, chop the God, and avenge Lizi and the others."

The other backbones of the Royal Sword Association also shouted: "Revenge! Revenge! Revenge!"

Saburo Miyamoto looked around his men coldly: "Do you think the Divine Sword Clan is capable of making Mutoko and the others disappear, leaving the restaurant without chickens or dogs?"

"With God's level, even with Annako's card, it is impossible for Nakajima Riko and the others to be completely wiped out."

"Not to mention that the entire restaurant didn't even have time to inform me or ask for help."

To get the final warning, Nakajima Riko needed to make a choice with her life.

Hara Saeko asked softly: "What does Miyamoto-kun mean?"

"There are people behind the Divine Sword Sect."

Saburo Miyamoto's eyes gradually widened, and he spoke word by word: "And it's still a powerful force."

Hara Saeko looked hesitant and said, "Mrs. Feng?"

"Hard to say."

Thinking of that graceful and mature woman, Saburo Miyamoto's mouth went dry for a while, and then he drank the wine in the glass in one gulp: "But she is the most suspicious."

Hara Saeko nodded lightly:

"Inject a group of strong players into the Divine Sword Sect, and then use the guise of the Divine Sword Sect to inflict heavy damage on us, and then drive us away with our weakened strength."

Hara Saeko sighed: "This is indeed a good idea for the Feng family."

Then the conversation changed: "Miyamoto-kun, what should we do next? Should we hit the snake seven inches away and kill Mrs. Feng directly?"

"It's not time yet."

Saburo Miyamoto's eyes flashed: "Mrs. Feng has not made arrangements to deal with us, and we are not ready to control the Feng family yet."

"If we kill Mrs. Feng now, the entire Feng family will be in chaos, and the business will plummet. If it affects the five gambling kings, it will do us more harm than good."

"We still need a little time."

"After we reach an agreement with the Bao family and the Xue family, choose the Feng family puppet, and have the gambling saint Nakano-kun come over to help, it won't be too late to fall out with that woman."

When they heard the Gambling Saint Nakano-kun, both Hara Saeko and the surrounding skeletons all straightened their bodies, with a hint of respect on their faces.

It's obvious that they have genuine respect for Nakano.

Saburo Miyamoto was not surprised by their expressions, and changed the topic: "And I also need some proof to prove that the Feng family is behind the Divine Sword Sect."

"It's a good thing that the Feng family is behind the Shen Dao Sect. If it weren't for the Feng family, we would have fought with Mrs. Feng in advance. I would have worried about making a wedding dress for others."

Saburo Miyamoto knew that the Imperial Sword Society would break with the Feng family sooner or later, but he didn't want to be taken advantage of by others, so he wanted to be careful.

After all, too many people in the headquarters are eyeing his position. If he makes a serious mistake, he may be replaced.

This is also the reason why he asked his good friend Daixiang Nakano to come over to help.

Hara Saeko was stunned when she heard this: "You mean, in addition to the Feng family, there may be other forces controlling the Divine Sword Sect?"

"Hard to say."

Saburo Miyamoto smiled sinisterly: "Australia is a world of entertainment. The money that gamblers bring in every year is equivalent to four Las Vegas."

"The Feng family exclusively owns the fattest and largest pieces of meat."

"Which of the Bao family and Xue family doesn't want to replace them? Who doesn't want to be the leader in this area?"

Saburo Miyamoto showed his ambition: "If I hadn't been an Oriental and didn't have the business qualifications, I would have wanted to be the king of Macao at any cost."

"Ding--"

Just then, Hara Saeko's cell phone rang. She glanced at the phone number and quickly put on earplugs to answer it. After a moment, her eyes lit up.

She walked up to Saburo Miyamoto and whispered: "Our insider has received news that the police caught Annako who was abandoned by the murderer."

"Now he is being held in the heavy cell unit of the No. 8 Prison in Macao."