— Our toy has already woken up… And you look very adorable, it’s really a pity that the owner hasn’t allowed us to play with you yet… We played a little with your legs, but you don’t mind, do you? — The long-haired man goes deep into the room and bends down to the same level with Manjiro’s face, looks through into the pool of black and frightened eyes, grabbing the guy’s hands behind his back and leading him to the exit.
— Who are you and what do you want from me? What kind of host? — Sano hisses and barely restrains the urge to vomit from such dirty words of a stranger, trembles from his touch and attentively watches his partner, looks at the movement of his hands with a knife in his palms and obediently passes with the guys into a large and dark hall full of luxury.
Beautiful renovation, hinting at great wealth, but scattered throughout the room bottles of alcohol, condoms, some of which were used. A little more and this picture will be complemented by vomiting on the floor.
— And here we meet again, baby. Then at the club you were not so lost and constrained. Something happened? — The man rises from the sofa and approaches his victim, circles the outline of the chin with his fingers and leans towards the guy’s ear. — I haven’t had anyone like you yet. Maybe you can show me your character here, too, bad cop?

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— So you want to say that the girl stole a large amount of money from you after the order? — Draken listens attentively to the man in front of him and writes down his information in a notebook. — How much are we talking about?
The man takes a notebook from Ken’s hands and draws an impressive amount with a lot of zeros in it. Ryuguji’s eyes almost fell out from this, and he himself was ready to become a nice prostitute himself for this, in order to steal such a sum of money.
— Are you aware that the girl was killed a week ago? — Without taking his dark eyes off the face of the man opposite, Ken tried to psychologically calculate his behavior, because with such a replenishment of information, the circle of suspects increased.
— Really? That’s what this whore needs. Where’s my money, then? — The brunette does not express a drop of compassion on his face and taps his shoe on the floor with a nervous rhythm, expecting to see a self-pleasuring answer.
Ken just sighs heavily and closes the notebook. Apparently, the man really does not relate to this case in the circle of suspects.
«The girl was murdered and robbed. There was nothing of value on it. Her friend was also brutally murdered and robbed. The apartment of the murdered girls is turned upside down, every drawer and shelf is emptied. I believe that a sum of money was found among their belongings and taken out.
— But you will find this money, right? The furrowed brows on the wrinkled face did not indicate good intentions in case of refusal.
Plus one task for a criminal case.
— I’ll do my best. Thanks for the information, I have to go. I have your contacts, I will contact you as soon as I find out something about your problem. Thank you for helping the investigation. And… I’m sorry for your wife, think about what would happen if she found out.
Ryuguji gets up from his chair and takes his jacket from the hanger, leaving the elite house on the street. It’s already late in the evening, and his partner hasn’t been in touch since yesterday, which definitely doesn’t mean anything good.