“... Heh, then why did you betray me? What do you want me to give you? Money? Or the batch of medicine M?"

Feeling the gaze of Makoto Koyama, Keisuke Kitasaka, who was silent for a moment, looked at him with a complicated and puzzled gaze.

"Do you think money is very important to me?" Makoto Koyama asked.

"That's the batch of special M drugs."

“......”

Seeing that Makoto Koyama was silent, Keisuke Hinata seemed to confirm his guess and continued,

"How about this? Let me go, and I'll give the medicine..."

"There's a hidden compartment behind the second large Mount Fuji painting in your office. The secret compartment password is *****."

Without waiting for Keisuke Hishita to finish his sentence, Makoto Koyama continued with a mocking smile on his face. As Keisuke Hishita's face grew paler, he continued,"I destroyed all the medicine before I came here. Do you still think that this medicine is important to me?"

"Then what do you want?" Keisuke Hishita was completely driven mad.

"I want you!" This time, Makoto Koyama said decisively.

"Me?" Keisuke Hinesha was taken aback and subconsciously pointed at himself.

"Yes!" Seiji Koyama nodded.

"I... Is it important to you?" Keisuke Hishita's madness turned into confusion.

"Of course, but before that, I need to ask you a question."

"Hmm?"

"Do you like this villa?"

Makoto Koyama looked around the living room of the villa and put the pistol back into the holster on his waist in front of Keisuke Hitashita.

This was a very good signal.

Therefore, even though Keisuke Hishita was getting more and more confused, he still heaved a sigh of relief and forced a smile as he replied,"

"Of course, this is a villa designed by Mr. Moriya Teiji himself. Not only did it cost me a lot of money, but I also had to use my connections to buy it."

"Phew, then I'm relieved!"

Makoto Koyama nodded in understanding and seemed to heave a sigh of relief. His eyes looked around the living room again.

"What exactly do you want?" Keisuke Kitasaka looked around the living room in confusion, but his small eyes inadvertently drifted to the pistol on Makoto Koyama's waist.

He began to estimate the distance in his heart, wanting to try and see if he could counterattack.

"I'm looking for a good place for you! I'm quite particular about Feng Shui." Makoto Koyama replied without even looking at him.

"What do you mean?"

"I got it!" Makoto Koyama's eyes lit up as he looked at the ceiling.

"Hmm?"

Do you know why you're so important to me?" Makoto Koyama asked.

“......”Keisuke Hikari naturally did not know the answer.

"Because your life is very important to me! So I need to borrow your life! Don't worry, I've already chosen the fengshui for you."

Makoto Koyama replied with a smile.

However, just as he finished speaking, his hand went straight to Keisuke's neck. Before he could react, he grabbed his neck with lightning speed.

Seiji Koyama then exerted strength in his body, and the muscles in his right hand bulged. Keisuke Hitaka, who was at least 180 pounds, was easily lifted up by him with one hand around his neck.

Wu wu ~!“

Keisuke Hinesha was frightened. His eyes were wide open, and his body was struggling desperately. His veins were throbbing, and his face was filled with fear. In a short moment, his fat face turned red and purple.

Makoto Koyama allowed his body to be kicked by him. He took out a thin but tough rope from his briefcase on the table without feeling anything.

One end of the rope was wrapped around Keisuke Hitashita's neck. After tying an ugly knot, Makoto Koyama threw Keisuke Hitashita down. He took the other end of the rope and stepped on the table. His eyes were fixed on the chandelier on the ceiling.

The chandelier should be able to withstand a weight that it shouldn't be able to withstand.

"Hu, hu ~ Please, I beg you to let go…"

Keisuke Kitsuya panted heavily as he tried his best to breathe in the fresh air. His eyes were filled with fear. He clearly understood what Makoto Koyama was planning.

"At that time, she should have begged for mercy like you, right?"

Seiji Koyama looked at him meaningfully and his tone was cold.

"You mean... Miss Saki? She really hung herself! The police investigation has long ended. There are no suspicious points!"

Keisuke Hinesha, who was quick to think, hastily said as he recalled the words of Makoto Koyama and the rope around his neck.

"Who knows? There are still a few cases in Japan that the police have determined to be suicide..."

Makoto Koyama shrugged his shoulders indifferently. After complaining, he did not intend to talk to him anymore.

With a light leap, he had already arrived in front of the chandelier. Before he landed, he passed the other end of the rope through the iron ring on the chandelier, then pulled the rope down forcefully. Keisuke Hitaka, whose neck was tied by the rope, was hung up just like that.

"Ms. Saki loved the company very much when she was alive, so she chose the company as the place where her life ended. It can be seen how much she liked our company. I'm very proud that she loves our company so much."

Makoto Koyama looked at Keisuke Hishita, who was struggling under the chandelier. He casually tied the other end of the rope to a secure place and chuckled.

Of course, the Ms. Saeki he was talking about was not the one who had the "Ms. Saeki Protection Association". She was just a straightforward and hardworking female employee. Yes, but they were also persecuted...

"Wu wu ~"

"Do you find this sentence familiar?"

"Wu wu ~"

Unfortunately, Keisuke Hishita was unable to answer.

"That's what you said before ~ Tsk, this logic is really touching. So since you think so, I'll be merciful and use the villa you like as a place to end your sinful life. Since you love this villa so much, I believe Mr. Moritani Diji will be very proud of it…"

Makoto Koyama looked at Keisuke Hinesha, who was gradually unable to struggle. He muttered to himself, trying to pierce through his last bit of soul with his words.

Although the scene looked terrifying, it was like a capitalist should be hung on a street lamp. After coming to this world for so many years, Makoto Koyama was already used to it.

However, the stench that gradually permeated the living room made him think of retreating.

Taking one last look at Keisuke Hinesha, Makoto Koyama took out a mask from his briefcase and put it on his fake face.

It was just an ordinary rabbit mask.

Makoto Koyama gently bowed to Keisuke Hishita.

And this was only to complete the so-called sense of ritual.

"Oh ~"

At the last moment before his death, Keisuke Hitashita saw this scene and a flash of realization appeared in his mind.

A rabbit mask?

So those rumors were actually true.

There really was a nosy rabbit killer in this world…