night.

Kitahara is walking on the bustling streets of Shinjuku. The huge electronic screen at the intersection is playing dazzling dynamic advertisements, and people are surging around him. He is carrying a briefcase, as if following the crowd, moving without a destination.

Kitahara got his meeting with Eriko from Shirai today.

Eriko has a phone number.

If you want to meet, just send a text message.

Content is: Beethoven's Symphony of Destiny.

The text message was sent, and three days later, they would meet at the club on the top floor of Aobatai Apartment. High-end towers like Aobatai generally have a more luxurious club on the top floor for owners to use. The privacy there is very good, suitable for secret conversations.

Kitahara was holding his mobile phone, and the text message had been compiled on his mobile phone screen. The text message was exactly the words: Beethoven's Symphony of Destiny. As long as you press the send key, it will be transmitted to Eriko's phone number.

The young male lawyer was walking on the road, still thinking.

The shops along the street were all lit up, and there were crowds of people inside.

From time to time, clerks greet him warmly along the street.

Groups of office workers in three or five occasionally laughed in the streets, venting their depression during the day.

All the prosperity of the world seems to have nothing to do with this lawyer.

Kitahara casually walked into a coffee shop.

"Welcome." A clerk greeted enthusiastically.

Kitahara pointed at the sign without caring.

Then, the clerk nodded immediately and went back to place an order.

Within a few minutes, a cup of finely prepared coffee was served.

After the delivery, Kitahara noticed that he obviously didn't like drinking coffee, but he walked into this place like a terrible thing. He was really fascinated by what he thought about.

But since you have already started, you won't waste it.

Kitahara picked up the coffee and took a sip.

During the conversation with Shirai, Kitahara not only obtained contact information with Eriko, but also obtained some evidence of Shirai and Eriko's interest transactions, such as transfer records, etc. Of course, Eriko was not stupid enough to use her own account to transfer bribes to Shirai. She used the name of others to transfer bribes to Shirai's overseas account overseas.

Beiyuan has not handed these materials to the Finance Department.

He was hesitating about how to act next.

Now the news of the accident in Shirai should have reached Eriko.

Eriko probably will meet Shirai once more privately and will never see each other again.

Shirai also told himself everything he knew about Eriko.

All channels to investigate Eriko have been used up.

The Financial Department has been tracing Jiang Lizi for several years, but no substantial clues were found.

In addition to being able to dig out this information from Shirai, I can no longer conduct more investigations. Could it be that I can still have stronger investigation capabilities than the Financial Department? This is simply a fantasy.

Kitahara's creed has always been to take decisive action when he is sure to win, and to directly extinguish the opponent like thunder without leaving any hope.

This is a method he refined after many cruel struggles.

However, this time-

There is no certainty of winning.

The information you have is too scarce. You are fighting against your opponent in a darkness. You can't see the opponent's position clearly, and you can't see the opponent's possible attacks clearly.

Kitahara got up and left the coffee shop.

Keep walking on the road.

Walk up a bridge and look at the traffic under the bridge.

It was almost 10 o'clock, and the road below was still full of traffic. From a distance, you could still see the driver and the relatives on the passenger seat talking and laughing. These moments that were so ordinary that they could not be more ordinary, if they were in daily life, they would be fleeting and would not be recorded in particular.

But for Kitahara at this moment, these dull scenes are out of reach.

Unexpectedly, it is so difficult to live a normal life.

Looking at the signal lights on the street, Kitahara remembered a lot.

Kitahara thought of Miyagawa.

During this period, every time I meet her, I pass by in a hurry.

More by text message or phone call.

I remember that in the past, whenever my expression was a little tired or haggard, Miyagawa would keep caring about herself and busy. After suffering some skin trauma in Kyoto, she unyieldingly pulled herself to the clinic. After seeing it, she was still worried. She also asked the clinic to issue a letter of introduction and refer it to the large hospital for a serious visit.

Miyagawa is such a serious and considerate girl.

Now, Miyagawa's father, Imaki's law firm, is also gradually in crisis.

Miyagawa did not reveal too much about her family affairs to herself. She always liked to take responsibility alone.

Eto is also related to the factoring business of copper warehouse receipts at Imaki Law Firm.

Judging from Eto's methods, his father probably won't have a good time during this period.

I have been busy with the case of the Central Bank of Tokyo recently. Every day, after a brief meeting with Miyakawa in the law firm, I hurried to the Financial Office. Of course, I would come back sometimes. Miyakawa always sits there and handles the case quietly.

Every time I see her, she will smile warmly.

But who knows how many troubles and sufferings are borne by the smile alone?

When it comes to Kyoto, we can't help but think of all the thrilling experiences in Kyoto.

The pursuit battle with Eto, the entire glass curtain wall of the shopping center is still fresh in memory. The moment the glass rain filled the sky into the carriage was a critical moment of life and death, it was no exaggeration to say that it was a critical moment of life and death.

There is also the tragic accident caused by the Shinkansen collision.

To this day, Kitahara seems to be able to smell the bloody smell of the scene. If you see that scene once, you will never forget it. The remaining limbs on the scene are covered in blood and small explosions that occur from time to time. For example, that scene is not an exaggeration even if you are in hell.

Kitahara remembered a lot.

I remembered a lot.

Indeed, I have no confidence in winning at the moment.

However, there is no choice in life.

Only move forward.

War is a bad thing.

It is an impossible fantasy to expect to get enough information and then take action.

There is no so-called perfect time point here.

Waiting blindly will only leave more and more reactions to the enemy.

Scenes of the past keep flashing in my mind.

Kitahara picked up his phone and finally pressed the send button:

"The Symphony of Beethoven's Destiny."

Send the password text for meeting to Eriko's mobile phone number.

The great Beethoven wrote the Symphony of Destiny.
Chapter completed!