Looking For Murder
Cho Katou
Welcome to the fantasy world of Base. This story is a fictional story. If there is a similarity of names, places, and events and works belonging to other authors either on this platform or other platforms, it is all mere coincidence. Without any element of intent. I'm not promising this story will be interesting to read. Because I realize the theme taken is not a theme that sells. Make sure you are 21+. There are scenes that are not worth reading for minors.
This story is set in the country of Sakura, Japan, precisely in the prefecture of Osaka. Japan Again. After my first CS which was also set in Japan. For some reason, Japan was so attractive to me, that I decided to choose Japan as the location setting.
This is the story of an Osaka police officer named Takagi Fujimaru, 35, and his partner Kaoru Usui, 30, who uncovers a serial murder case. The case was inspired by the true story of a serial murder that took place in Hong Kong in 1982. In their work, they were assisted by a forensic expert named Keiko Kitagawa, 35 years old. How does the story of their struggle uncover the case and find the real culprit ? Happy reading....
HK Club Q International Party Bar Osaka
Tuesday, 20 September 2020
The night has gone up. Time shows at 4 am. The club's visitors have begun to fall apart. The deafening house music has changed to softer music. The striptease dancers and pole dancers have come down from their oversized stage. The cheers and hysterical cries of the audience were over. In one corner of the club, a 3rd floor vvip room, 25-year-old Cho Katou, has just finished accompanying her guests. The special room the guest booked witnessed his hard work that night. The great tips given to her, showed her class in the world of night entertainment. Cho Katou, not the prima donna of the club that became the scramble of the striped men. But she is one of the best women the HK Club has, where she searches for pieces of the Yen. Cho who had put on her clothes back, a red sleeveless thigh-high mini dres that she picked up on the floor, along with her underwear. Cho intends to leave the room. His work hours are over. The desire to take a shower is delayed later after arriving at his apartment. It has become a habit of Cho, never once did he spend the night until the morning with any client. After work, no matter how small, Cho always tries to go home to his apartment. It was as if it had become the principle of his life.
Mr. Jo, 38, German-French missionary, his client that night had fallen asleep in his sleep. Smiling at the handsome and tall man, Cho hurriedly picked up the bright red branded bag located on the nightstand. Pick up your phone and check incoming messages. A notification that came in from 2 hours ago opened. A transfer of 250 million yen has gone into his account. Of course from Mr. Jo the client subscription. Cho kissed Mr. Jo glimpses.
“Thank you dear. You are the best” he said slowly.
Cho left the room. Open the door and close it slowly.
With quick steps, Cho walked down the 3rd floor passageway to the elevator. In front of the elevator he met a security man named Steve 25 years old, a Japanese-American man.
“Again, Steve”. Sweep friendly.
“Morning is also Miss. Want to go home Miss Cho?“
“Yes, Steve”
“You want me to order a taxi, Miss?"
“ Can. If I can hurry, I'll rush to the apartment. Capee bang”
“Alright, Miss. Miss just wait in front. I call you taksi”. Steve said as he pressed the elevator button down.
“Please Miss “.
Steve lets Cho get in the elevator first.
"Thank you, Steve"
"Bro I've booked a cab for Miss Cho. You make sure he gets in his cab... I'm going back to my post.
"Ok Bro."
"Miss, I'm back in the mail. Brandon's here to accompany Miss"
"Ohh. Ok. Thanks yeah"
"No problem Miss, it's my duty. Bro, put Miss Cho on" said Steve too.
"Ok Bro"
Shortly thereafter. A taxi stopped in front of the club.
"With Miss Cho ? Order on behalf of Miss Cho, destination Bay Wheel apartment" asked the taxi driver.
"Yes right. I'm on my own"
"Please get on, miss" said the taxi driver.
Brandon opens the taxi door and lets Cho in.
“Please Miss. Be careful on jalan”
"Thank you Brand" Cho smiled sweetly. Then get in the taxi. Brandon shut the taxi door immediately.
“As per application yes, Miss ?”. Ask the taxi driver
“Iya, Pak”.
Taxis too, leaving HK Club. The city of Osaka that never sleeps. Without anyone knowing, that was the last time they saw Cho Katau alive.
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