He tried to save the fallen girls, but they came after him instead.

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"What else do you need?"

“Well, the best thing would be a list of people. Places like this, where you can only enter with an invitation, should have a list of people. Although the people here are all wearing masks and we don’t know their real appearance or identities, I guess they are all important figures. If we can get their list and expose it to the media, the relevant departments will get involved in the investigation and definitely be able to find out the mastermind behind it and eradicate the Nagasaki Club.” Miike Naeko explained.

"A personnel list... how do we get this done?"

The personnel lists of places like this are definitely under strict surveillance; getting them would be incredibly difficult.

“You guys talk first…” Jackie stood up and pointed in the direction of the casino. “There are people playing cards over there, I’ll go take a look.”

Jackie really enjoys card games and can't wait to watch those "upper-class" people play.

“Jackie, it would be better if we acted together…” Michi advised.

"Ah~~~ I see." Jackie sat down, quite disappointed.

It's so rare to see an underground casino.

Forget it, let's not cause trouble for Xiaobai.

"Actually, it's nothing serious," Shirakawa said, taking a few sips of lemonade from the table to moisten his throat. "We're guests, and you're wearing a collar around your neck, so it's safe. As long as we don't do anything too outrageous, there shouldn't be any problems."

"Hey, so you mean, Xiaobai, you agree to let me go?"

"go Go."

"Yay!" Jackie cheered, pulled back the curtain, and skipped out.

"Is this really a good idea?" Miike asked worriedly.

"She has no money on her, so it's fine to go and check on her."

"Okay." Miike was a little sullen; Shirakawa seemed to be spoiling Jackie a bit too much.

Unexpectedly, just as Jackie left, the curtain was lifted, and a tall, blond man without a mask hurriedly ran over, stepped forward, and entered the booth.

what's the situation?

"What's wrong? Is something the matter?" Shirakawa asked.

Could it be that my identity has been exposed?

"Hello, sir," the blond man bowed respectfully, taking out a small transparent bag from his pocket. Inside the bag were several pink pills. "These are potent eyebrow tonics for girls. They make you instantly virgin with no memory of what happens afterward. Would you like some?"

This blond-haired man probably saw that Shirakawa and his group were new customers, so he quickly came over to promote these pills.

Miike Naoko, standing to the side, frowned and clenched her fists.

This is the drug that led countless innocent students astray.

We've finally found the source of this evil.

Miike Naoko was extremely excited, staring intently at the blond-haired man.

Shirakawa patted Miike on the shoulder, signaling him to calm down, and then began negotiating with the blond-haired man.

"How much do these pills cost?" Shirakawa asked.

Upon hearing the rather youthful voice, the blond-haired man felt that the person was about the same age as him.

He's probably a rich kid. Energetic young people like him have a lot of demand, and most of his customers are from that group.

We must seize this opportunity.

"One pill costs 5, but you can let your friends try this pill for free. If it doesn't work, you don't have to pay." The blond-haired man looked at Sanchi.

Miike shuddered. Let her take that kind of medicine? Don't even think about it!

"Hmm~~ Does this medicine have any side effects?"

"There are no side effects. Whether you are a pure girl or a beautiful young woman, just one pill will have an immediate effect."

Miike angrily slammed his hand on the table.

No side effects?

Talk to those girls lying in the hospital, whose families have been torn apart because of this damn drug!

You make it sound so easy for you to say something like that.

The blond-haired man was startled and began to have doubts.

Their reaction seems a bit off...

Shirakawa quickly tried to smooth things over: "Don't worry about it! My little dog hasn't been eating enough lately, so she's a bit emotional. Let me deal with her."

After saying that, Shirakawa suddenly switched to a commanding tone: "Stand up."

Michi knew he had made a mistake. He had promised himself he would control his emotions outside, but he hadn't expected to break down so quickly.

Shirakawa didn't blame Miike too much, as he knew Miike was a person with a strong sense of justice.

But now we must dispel the blond man's doubts.

Miike obediently stood up, wondering what Shirakawa wanted to do.

"Hold onto the table and bend over properly!"

Miike hesitated. There were strangers in front of him; was it a bit...?

"You're not going to listen to me, are you!"

Shirakawa opened his palms and raised them high.

Snapped!

A heavy slap landed on Sanchi's buttocks, the sound muffled even through his pants.

"I told you, bend over properly!"

Michi had no choice but to obediently do as he was told, placing both hands on the coffee table.

He was spanked by Shirakawa in front of outsiders.

This feeling of shame gradually aroused his body.

The adult films she watched featured investigators humiliating others, as well as investigators being humiliated themselves.

The blond-haired man had been selling medicine here for a long time. What kind of lewd scenes hadn't he seen? He was used to it all. Now he was worried about whether he could actually sell the pills.

Judging from the woman's age, she should be in her early twenties. The fact that she is willing to be "trained" by a man who is about the same age as her suggests that this man must be someone of considerable importance.

Snapped!

Shirakawa slapped Miike's buttocks hard again.

"Ah!" Michi exclaimed coquettishly, and the little snake stretched out slightly.

Surprisingly, I started to feel better.

If you were to pull off her clothes, you would see a bright red handprint on Michi's round buttocks.

These are traces left by Shirakawa.

A slight blush appeared on Michi's face.

"sit down!"

Michi obediently sat down.

Shirakawa grabbed Miike and wrapped his arms around her back, pulling her close to his body and holding her in place.

Miike secretly rubbed against Shirakawa, as if wanting more...

"Sorry to keep you waiting. I've finished teaching her a lesson. Let's continue our conversation. Where were we? No side effects, right?"

“Ah, that’s right, that’s right.” The blond man’s attitude became even more attentive.

"This stuff is so good, I'd like to buy more," Shirakawa said. "How much do you have on hand?"

There are probably dozens of them.

"Not enough, not enough," Shirakawa waved his hand, "We need at least a few hundred."

"Oh, I'll call and ask..."

"Is that Principal Kato?" Shirakawa suddenly asked tentatively.

"Hey, how did you know?" The blond-haired man was stunned.

"Not only that, I also know that you are a student at Sakura High School."

The blond-haired man looked embarrassed and flustered, and he stammered as he spoke, making it impossible to understand what he was saying.

People who come from places like this are all rich. How did this man know me?

Seeing the blond man's reaction, Shirakawa knew he had guessed correctly.

During the karaoke session, Yayoi Akiyama mentioned that she bought her pills from her senior.

In other words, the young man in front of him, who was about the same age as him, was most likely Principal Kato's lackey, Akiyama Yayoi's senior, and a "distributor" who sold medicine for him.

"Don't be afraid. I'm also a student at Sakura High School. I have a good personal relationship with Principal Kato and I've even helped him sell medicine. I know a lot about his business."

"Oh, I see. So you're a senior." The blond-haired man suddenly realized.

"Let's put the medicine aside for now. I have a small question."