Mystery Monday 146: Murder at the Conference 43

Welcome to Mystery Monday. This week, we continue with Murder at the Conference.

 

Let's get back where we left off last week.

 

“The meaning of life,” I said.

He laughed. Of course, life had no meaning for him. It was just feeling up your time witposetrh whatever you like and being comfortable until you died. And still, for me, there had to be something deeper, something like a reason for doing what I was doing to make it worth something, anything.

“Food is the meaning of life,” he said. “What do you want in you next okonomiyaki?”

I looked at my plate still filled with an not even half eaten okonomiyaki and back at him. He had eaten more of his second but wasn't finished yet.

“I think two is enough,” I said.

“Nah, you need to eat more, maybe they won't feed you in China,” he said.

About Harajuku Kiss

At times, life can be so depressing. She is walking her usual recovery tour in Harajuku, finishing with a crepe, tying to forget that her boyfriend dumped her once again for the week-end... When the unthinkable happens... A boy stops in front of her in the street and kisses her, in to discover more about him, she is dragged into a dangerous game of mystery. A biologist has been murdered and a deadly virus is on the loose. First suspect: the mysterious Harajuku's stranger. 

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