Zongman: Nohara Shinnosuke is about to be chopped off

"Excuse me, sir, you can't bring in this... pig."

The waiter looked at the chubby Zuoemon carefully for a while, his eyes full of confusion, and felt that this should be a pig.

"Don't worry, it's just a doll."

Shin-chan quickly picked up the chubby Saemon and tore him apart as if he were a rag doll.

In order to have a big meal, the chubby Saemon cooperated without moving and let Shin-chan do whatever he wanted with him.

"Um...ok then, no problem then."

The waiter thought for a moment and then nodded, allowing them to enter.

Indeed, how could a pig be so ugly? But it seemed even more strange to buy such an ugly doll.

Because there were so many people, they chose a quiet private room.

"This, this, this..."

As soon as Zuoemon entered the private room, he let himself go, picked up the menu on the pager, and ordered everything he saw that tasted good.

"Do you have that much money? If you can't pay, we won't lend you the money."

Takanashi Rikka looked at him with a puzzled look, frowned slightly and said

"Pathetic human beings who only care about money."

Zuoemon glanced at her with disdain, his lips curled slightly.

"Oh, there's 10 yen."

Xiao Xin suddenly pointed to a coin on the ground and said.

"What? I made a profit. I'm so lucky!"

Zuoemon quickly knelt down, his eyes shining, and covered the copper coin, holding it tightly in his hand, fearing that someone else would snatch it away.

"You are such a pathetic pig that a little money can impress you."

Rikka Takanashi rolled her eyes and said this directly back to him.

"Didn't we agree before that you guys would pay for this meal?"

After putting away the ten yen, Zuoemon stood up, crossed his arms over his chest, and spoke to everyone.

"You ordered so many dishes, how can we lend you the money?"

Yukinoshita Yukino said with a serious face and slightly raised her chin.

Although Yukinoshita Yukino could afford to pay even if she stuffed him to death, she would not pay the money to a guy who seemed to be completely useless.

"What a damn poor person." Zuoemon curled his lips with a look of disgust.

"If we can't pay, we'll just have to run away."

Xiaoxin nodded seriously.

"Xiao Xin, you are such a fool. There is no need to go through so much trouble. When we are done eating, throw my pig hair into the rice and you can leave without paying a cent. Maybe you can even blackmail them."

Chubby Zaemon leaned back in his chair and said with a smug look on his face.

"This guy……"

Futaba Rio looked at Saemon helplessly and shook her head slightly, not understanding why Shin-chan would summon this gangster.

As soon as the food was served, Fat Zaemon didn't care about what was happening around him at all. He focused entirely on the delicious food on the plate and devoured it in no time at all.

"Don't just eat, we need to talk about business."

Seeing that Saemon had completely forgotten about the business, Kasumigaoka Utaha frowned and said.

"Hey, stop eating, Saemon, and tell us quickly, how are you going to find the missing person?" Kasumigaoka Utaha shouted at Saemon.

"Please be quiet. Japanese people are noisy and annoying. We Italians value mealtime the most."

Zuoemon raised his head and spoke seriously while chewing the rice in his mouth.

"What kind of Italian are you?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha looked at him speechlessly, with helplessness on her face.

"Tsk, then I'll prove it to you."

Zuoemon rummaged in his trouser pocket and pulled out a black cowboy hat and sunglasses and put them on.

"So, now I'm considered an Italian." Zuoemon chuckled, with a smug look on his face.

"Xiao Shiyu, it's okay. Although the chubby Zaemon seems useless at ordinary times, he is still somewhat useful at the critical moment."

Xiao Xin defended him seriously, his eyes full of expectation.

"hope so."

Kasumigaoka Utaha sighed deeply and shook her head slightly.

"Forget it, let's talk after we finish eating."

Seeing this, Yukinoshita Yukino spoke calmly.

Knowing that there was no way to talk about this matter while eating, everyone could only eat first.

"I'm full, I'm full, let's go back."

Zaemon patted his belly and said with a satisfied look on his face.

"That's not right."

Kato Megumi looked at him strangely, tilting her head slightly, with confusion in her eyes.

They also need to plan how to find the missing person.

"You're right, little girl. I forgot. I should wait until I finish this cigarette before leaving."

Zuoemon nodded, took out a cigar from his pocket and lit it for himself.

"Okay, Fatty Zaemon, be serious."

Shin-chan frowned slightly, reached out and patted Zuoemon's head gently, signaling him to stop messing around.

Otherwise, the other people would look very unfriendly and might throw it into the oven to make a roast suckling pig after a while.

"Isn't it just about finding the missing person? That's easy. The missing person must have a special energy aura on him, which I can smell. As long as you can take me to more places he has been to, I can feel that aura."

Feeling the unfriendly looks from everyone, Zuoemon's heart tightened and he quickly put out his cigar. He tactfully admitted his mistake and spoke his plan in a serious manner.

Everyone looked at each other and nodded slightly. It seemed that this was an alternative method of searching by smell.

"Then let's go back to school. There shouldn't be many people in school at this time, and we don't have to worry about being discovered."

There was a gleam of excitement in Futaba Rio's eyes and she quickly stood up. Things were finally making some progress and she seemed very excited.

"Don't be so anxious, little devils. Wait until I finish this cigar."

Zuoemon took his time, however, and relit the extinguished cigar, puffing leisurely.

"when!"

Futaba Rio could no longer bear it. Her brows were furrowed, a hint of anger flashed in her eyes. She raised her fist and smashed it down on the top of Zuoemon's head.

In an instant, Zuoemon rolled off the chair and hit the floor.

"Let me hand the money over to the police officer."

Shin-chan saw Saemon being knocked unconscious on the ground, his eyes lit up and he quickly picked up the 10 yen that fell from beside him.

"That's my money!"

When Zuoemon heard that his ten dollars was going to be taken away, his eyes widened instantly, his face full of anxiety, and he struggled to get up.