disqualified hero

After get off work, Kudou went to see the doctor.He could go to the Yokohama National Hospital. Unlike the children in the slums, Kudou had official identification, but he didn't go, but went to a secret doctor.The doctor at the National Hospital would ask him why he was injured, what should he say, he was an astronaut and he was crushed while doing gravity training?Or accidentally fell from the second floor and hit the internal organs?It's too much trouble to spend time making up excuses, and he prefers esoteric doctors who never ask the source.

Mori Ogai is open 24 hours a day. He is like an indefatigable robot. After being woken up by a patient from his sleep, he can immediately operate a scalpel on the stage. Kudou has treated three diseases with him. The experience is very good, so he came directly.

At ten o'clock in the morning, the clinic door was wide open. He arrived just in time. There was no one in the consultation room. Mori Ogai saw him squinting and smiled: "It's Mr. Ge Teng, what's the matter?"

Ge Teng's face was very pale, his complexion was dark, and he looked as white as a plaster statue, or a corpse lying quietly in a coffin. An acquaintance saw him on the road and asked him if he was unwell. Ge Teng replied: "It's no big deal , it’s just that staying up late is too long.”

"I'm not in good health." Ge Teng said, "The internal organs are oppressed."

"Huh." Mori Ogai put on rubber gloves, "Let's check first."

The examination results were either good or bad, and Nakahara Nakahara didn't have the heart to kill people, so Kudou was injured but it wasn't that exaggerated. Mori Ogai prescribed medicine for him, only saying that he would After a few days of recuperation, people will be able to recover as before.

"How long will it take to rest?" he asked.

"This, even I can't give the exact number. It has a lot to do with people's own resilience." Mori Ogai said, "There must be a few months, to avoid secondary damage."

"Okay, I see," he said, "Thank you doctor."

"Speaking of which." Mori Ogai asked again, "How is brother Ling?"

Ge Teng's mouth was pursed into a straight line.

"That's it." He replied stiffly, "Live as if you were dead."

"Ah." Mori Ogai said, "Many people are like this, keep a happy body and mind, take care of them carefully, and one day they will get better." It's what a doctor would say, caring and indifferent.

"I would like to borrow your good words." Ge Teng went back.

……

A few months ago, Kudou once brought a man to Mori Ogai to see a doctor. The patient’s symptoms made him very distressed. Technically speaking, Mori Ogai is nothing more than an excellent surgeon, but his research on mental illness and mental illness But it is far from his depth in other fields.

Also at ten o'clock in the morning, Ge Teng knocked on the door of the clinic. His off-duty time was after the sun rose. He wanted to unite with the young people watching the scene to throw out all the lazy people who died drunk in the bar, and opened the windows to ventilate the air. The crazy smell of cigarettes and alcohol, in addition to cleaning the room, emptying old wine bottles and so on.

After finishing these things, it will be seven or eight o'clock. He will go home to take a shower and change clothes. When he appears in front of people, he must be decent and meticulous. Even when he is most unwell, he will not allow himself to slack off.

From this perspective, Kudzu is a perfectionist.

Mori Ogai remembers that day, he had a leisurely morning with no patients—the patients here are often sent in the middle of the night, and the shopping of the Mafia is covered by the night. He performed three major operations under the lights, ushered in Take a short nap.Mori Ogai's energy is boundless, he doesn't need sleep much, so he has more time to study than ordinary people, perhaps for this reason, he is smarter and has more knowledge.

He asked Alice to make himself a cup of coffee. When a person reaches middle age, there will be some differences from his youth. When he was young, he only used supernatural powers as a combat weapon, and asked her to protect himself from the battlefield. At that time Mori Ogai showed his sharpness. Everyone knew that he was not easy to mess with. He was a mad genius. People in the government feared him.

The older he got, the more he realized the beauty of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, so he became decadent, wearing a crumpled white coat, no different from the frustrated middle-aged men on the street, and he seemed to be easy to talk Good old man, Mafia people who don't know him will think he is easy to bully when they see him, and even want to pay on credit.

Alice, who used to only play a fighting role, has also been endowed with a variety of personalities, so in the hearts of others, Mori Ogai has an additional label-a cowardly girl who prefers young girls, and everyone wants to step on him.

Correction, the preference for young girls is not an image he has painstakingly created, but that he really likes little girls.

"Alice Sauce~" He basked in the sun, squinting his eyes happily. If it were presented in the form of animation, his cheeks would have two rippling blushes. Every sip can even remind you of the fragrance of a young girl." Behind him, Alice showed a rather indescribable expression on her face, as if she could spray vomit on Mori Ogai's face next time.

But after taking the first sip of coffee, two lines of lasagna tears fell on Mori Ogai's face: "Why is it so bitter, Alice sauce, didn't you say you need to add three packs of white sugar and two tablespoons of milk? It's so bitter." My tongue is about to drop Alice-chan~"

"A disgusting middle-aged uncle is only worthy of drinking bitter coffee." The blond little girl stood with her hands on her hips and legs, standing erect in front of Sen Ou. She was wearing a white improved nurse uniform. It's not suitable for children to wear it for adults, it's like walking out of a cosplay scene.

"Ah, as expected of Alice-chan, she's so cute when she's angry." The unnutritious conversation was going on in the house. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and Mori Ogai held up a coffee cup and said, " Come in."

"Hello." Ge Teng leaned in half of his body and said cautiously, "Excuse me, Dr. Mori."

"Ah, your name is Kudou." Mori Ogai's memory is very good, the patient only came to the door twice, and he completely remembered the other person's name, "What's the matter today, I think you look not very good. "

"No, it's not me that's the problem, it's my brother." He pushed the door open a little bit, and Alice also looked back at Ge Teng and the man behind him. He didn't come alone today, but brought an extra man with him .

The man behind him is completely different from Kudzu, his hair is disheveled, his beard is unshaven, and grows wildly on his cheeks. He is wearing a shirt, and anyone with a discerning eye can tell that the shirt does not belong to him, and the cuffs are short. The cloth on the shoulders wraps the human body and binds him firmly, like a bondage suit worn by a mentally ill patient.

The most memorable thing is his eyes, which are gray and blank, with nothing in them.

Alice thought: [Is he blind? ]

In the next second, the man's eyeballs rolled twice, well, he is not blind.

"Ah, so Mr. Kudou, you still have a brother." Mori Ogai would not be frightened by the man's abnormality, he told Alice to put down the coffee, and asked with the posture of a reliable doctor, "What's wrong? ?"

Ge Teng said: "He is not mentally good and would harm himself. I didn't respond to anything I told him."

"It's nerve-wracking." Mori Ogai said, "I'm just a surgeon. I can barely see some internal diseases, but I haven't obtained the relevant license for psychological problems. I can only help him deal with his trauma and psychological problems. You have to hire Gao Ming again."

"There probably isn't a psychiatrist on this street." Mori Ogai reminded, "You have to look outside."

The man suffered a lot of injuries. There were several large wounds on his arms, which were the aftereffects of cutting his wrists. His body was covered with bruises, and the most serious one was his forehead. Ge Teng: "How did this happen?"

Ge Teng stood like a wooden man, and he said, "He will hit the wall by himself."

"Clang, clang-"

"Clang, clang-"

"Please stop first, brother." When he came back from work, he saw a desolate man standing by the wall, knocking his head on the wall non-stop, every sound made his heart tremble, Ge Teng quickly dropped the bag in his hand, The man clasped his hands behind his back, and then kept him away from the wall, "If you continue like this, I will tie you to a chair.

"I can't help it." Ge Tenghui said in a trembling voice of despair, "Ah Hui, I can't help it."

"I lost Chunqin." He would just hold his head over and over again, and say in a voice only he could hear, "Chunqin, Chunqin, I lost you, Chunqin."

[That was a long time ago, right? ] Ge Tengqian stopped his almost collapsed brother, but he couldn't empathize with his grief. He went home once a long time ago, and saw Chunqin that time. At that time, she was a little girl, only five or six years old, chubby , the skin is as white as snow.Chunqin inherited her sister-in-law's good looks, she has big moist eyes, and she doesn't know how her family talked about her, but she has a great affection for the uncle who appeared out of nowhere, like a little tail, following her back and forth, unwilling to leave him.Ge Tengqian doesn't like children, but he has to admit that Chunqin is really nice and lovable.

After that, he didn’t go home for nearly ten years, and he didn’t hear from his family. He ran away from home back then. Isn’t this a common situation in Japan? He ran away from home when he was a student and never came back. His parents For the sake of reputation, he will not say that the child is missing. He will only talk about studying abroad, working in a foreign investment bank, etc., and he will not deliberately look for it. His parents are traditional Japanese, and they are far less mediocre than his brother. Qi's second son, leave as soon as you leave.

Why he went home that day, I don't remember clearly.

Ge Teng is a big family with an ancestral house that occupies a considerable area. The courtyard is a typical Japanese-style building. In my memory, my father likes to wear a kendo uniform and practice swords in the courtyard. Kimono and haori.

Returning home after many years, the wooden sign with the word "Kudzu" was polished brightly. The parents were there. Seeing the youngest son who hadn't seen him for many years, there was no expression of joy on their faces. There are flames flickering.

The older brother is as steady as ever, he has a beautiful wife and a lovely daughter, Chunqin looked at Ge Tengqian with admiration and said, "Uncle is amazing, Dad said you work in the United States."

[Ah, sure enough. ] In front of his elder brother, ignoring his warning eyes, he said, "Actually, it's not America. I've never been to that country."

"Ah?" Chunqin's eyes turned into peas.

"It's actually Russia." He said, "I've been working in Russia, my brother may have made a mistake."

Ge Tenghui relaxed.

"Ah, is that so, Dad." Chunqin turned her head and asked, and her father said vaguely, "Ah, that's because I made a mistake. Dad's memory has always been bad. I can't tell the difference between America and Russia."

A five-year-old child can't find too many loopholes, especially Chunqin admires her father very much, never thinks that he can lie, so she smiled and read: "Dad can remember all this wrong, so stupid, so I skipped it. "

Thanks.His tolerant brother lip-synced silently.

After that, he didn't go home for many years, and when he went back on a whim, what he saw was the desolate and dilapidated appearance of the family. His sister-in-law had left, his parents were dead, and his elder brother had lived in a mental hospital for many years. Bring it back, maybe because he is a loner and needs someone to accompany him.

"Chunqin, Chunqin, I lost Chunqin." The lost elder brother always said this sentence.

"I know brother." He replied, "I will get Chunqin back."

"Chunqin, Chunqin, she got lost in Yokohama." The man said painfully, "I wanted to bring her to you, but she got lost."

Ge Teng could no longer speak.

……

Kudou returned home and took medicine. Mori Ogai prescribed many medicines for his visceral problems. Kudou took them one by one with water. The house was very quiet, and he could even hear his own breathing.

Go to bed after taking the medicine, he has to go to work tonight.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, Ge Teng woke up on time. He spent a few minutes clearing his mind before heading to the bar.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, the number of people in the bar began to increase. He stood behind the bar with a pale face. A familiar drinking friend asked him if he was not feeling well, and Ge Teng said he was fine.

At 11:30, a man in a black windbreaker walked into the bar. Ge Teng took a few more glances at him. He was a very young and handsome man. Anyone who saw his face would never forget it. Therefore, Ge Teng Make sure you haven't seen him before.

[Maybe it’s the mafia that’s just been transferred here. ] He thought, [Looking at his temperament, he is probably still in a high position. ]

No wonder he thought so, there are only two types of people in the slums, punks and members of the mafia, most of the punks are reservists for low-level members of the mafia, and when they reach the age, they will be recruited into various parties, but The senior members are completely different. Judging from Ge Teng's point of view, they have a special temperament. Outsiders may think that these murderous people are all successful people. They are calm, calm, and have experienced big storms. Fighting is like watching a glass break.

"Give me a glass of distilled wine." Osamu Dazai sat in front of the bar, he had a good skin, young girls were peeking at him, and Kudzu didn't even look at his face, a glass of distilled wine was placed in front of the young man, "You wine."

This is the first cup.

Next, the man ordered whiskey, Black Fang, and other cocktails. He drank one after another, as if he was drinking to relieve his sorrow, but he kept smiling, which was terrifying.

A young prostitute entangled her, and Ge Teng heard boos erupting from the crowd.

"That bitch." A young girl complained, "Obviously I fell in love with it first."

"Who told you not to go up?"

"He looks like a mafia."

"But really handsome."

"Are there any worries, sir?" The girl was wearing heavy makeup, and Ge Teng determined that she was at most fifteen or sixteen years old, about the same age as Xianghui. Such a child is still in high school outside, but here he has learned to use his body Earn pocket money, "If you have any troubles, you can tell me, drinking is so boring."

"You're wrong, miss." Dazai Osamu said, his voice was melodious, as if he was singing, "drinking is almost one of the most interesting things in this world." He said, "if there is no alcohol , I will keep thinking, always thinking about those negative, bad, and stressful things, even if I want to rest, I will toss and turn in bed because of endless troubles, unable to sleep."

"Then why don't you use sleeping pills?" The girl had already sat beside him, and spontaneously picked up a glass of wine.

"Sleep after taking sleeping pills is not sleep, it's a coma." Osamu Dazai said, "Even if I wake up, it will only make my head heavier, so heavy that I almost want to vomit."

"Alcohol can paralyze my nerves." He smiled in a trance, as if he was drunk, the corners of his mouth raised in an ambiguous arc, he approached the girl, let alone a girl, even Ge Teng could smell the alcohol on him The girl couldn't resist the scent, even a young prostitute rarely met such a handsome man, especially he looked rich and thoughtful.

"They flow through the intestinal tract bit by bit, which makes me almost have the illusion of being burned. At the same time, those disgusting troubles are leaving me, and I am floating, as if floating on a cloud." He stretched out his hand, back and forth Touching the girl's face, all these make people's heart pounding, "The happiness brought by wine has no side effects."

"No, actually there are." There was a voice behind him, and Ge Teng also heard the voice. He was surprised because the content and tone of the voice were incompatible with the bizarre atmosphere of the bar, "alcohol can damage people's nerves, kidneys , People with alcoholic habits can’t concentrate for a long time.” He paused and continued, “The impact on the kidneys is lifelong, and the sperm activity of men will decrease, and even lead to infertility.”

[Too upright! ]

[I don't know the atmosphere at all! ] Ge Teng almost laughed out loud, [This kind of conversation actually happened in a bar. ]

The man suspected of being a mafia turned his head to look at the speaker. The latter was a boy of about 15 years old, dressed plainly, with a pair of jeans for easy movement on the lower body, and an ordinary sports sweater on the upper body. Most likely he bought it from Uniqlo.His image is incompatible with the demons and ghosts in the bar.

"Hmm." Osamu Dazai said nothing.

"I'm sorry to interrupt your conversation." The boy said, "Give me a glass of distilled wine."

The young prostitute was the first to be dissatisfied: "You bastard, since you have said a lot of bad things about wine, why do you still drink it? Just go buy milk and drink it!"

"Why do you want to buy milk to drink?" He said, "No, I said that the disadvantages of wine have nothing to do with my drinking. The disadvantages exist, and the advantages also exist, just like people who know that eating food is for survival but still I like the taste of distilled wine very much, so I will buy it." He thought for a while and then said, "And I should not get married and have children, so the impact on reproductive function does not matter."

Osamu Dazai burst into laughter suddenly: "You are really interesting!" He said, "I'll treat you to this glass of wine."

The young man said sincerely: "Although I don't know what is interesting about me, thank you very much for inviting me to drink this glass of wine."

"You seem to like drinking." Osamu Dazai said slowly, "But you seem really out of tune with the atmosphere here, not to mention that you don't need to go to the bar to drink distilled alcohol, you can buy ready-made." He asked, "Then Why did you come to the bar to drink?"

The young man put down his glass and seemed to be thinking about how to answer Dazai Osamu's question. The latter seemed to see his embarrassment, and he clenched his fist with his right hand and slapped the palm of his left hand and said, "It's really impolite to ask a question rashly, and think carefully about your situation." There is no obligation to answer my questions, so let's exchange, I will tell you what I am worried about, and you tell me why you came to the bar."

"I think it's an exchange of unequal value." The young man said, "I'm not really interested in what you're worrying about. The exchange of equivalent value is actually just satisfying your curiosity."

"That's right." Dazai said, "Then shall we have an exchange?"

"Okay," he said, "I'm suddenly interested."

"I took on a task." This is his opening remarks, "It's always like this when people enter the society. They are assigned some weird jobs by their bosses, and they always face you with the attitude that if they don't finish, they can't go back. I have no room for rejection."

"Ah." The boy, that is, Sakunosuke Oda, asked with dignity, "What kind of mission is it?"

"It has something to do with the recent disappearance of teenagers." He said, "Too many children and teenagers have disappeared in this land. No matter from which angle you look at it, it is not pleasant. From the perspective of big people, in their The wanton removal of people from the territory is a challenge to their authority. From the perspective of the subordinate human resources director, the survival rate of children in the slums is not very high, but as long as half of them can grow up, they can well supplement the Mafia in the future Children’s own ideas are not considered, but they don’t want to disappear.” He sighed, “However, the matter has not reached a conclusion yet, so I know it’s difficult to check. I was transferred from Tokyo, hey, the locals in Yokohama can’t handle it, how can I take on this task?” He said, “It’s very depressing to think about it.”

"I see." Oda nodded, "It's really unpleasant to be transferred to an unfamiliar area and arrange difficult work. It's understandable to drink away your worries."

"Then why are you here? Mr. Plain Dressed?"

"Me?" Oda said, "I heard that it is easy to inquire about information in bars, so I came here. I was entrusted by someone to look for a stranger who has never met."

"Ah, it's also about work." Osamu Dazai had a sympathetic look on his face, "It's really hard."

"No, since you want to get money to make a living, you have to work hard. This is a fair deal." Hearing what they said, the young prostitute who had just sat beside Tai Tai with heavy make-up rolled her eyes and left. I hate to admit that I'm not as attractive as a man who is more dry, but it's true.

Friendship between men is sometimes very strange.

"That makes sense." Osamu Dazai clapped his hands and said.

Ge Teng remained silent all along.

"We're right, Mr. Bartender." Looking at the silent Kudou, Dazai suddenly asked.

"Yes, sir." Ge Teng could only answer, "You are quite right."

"Let me tell you, the bosses in this world are really annoying." Osamu Dazai shook his head, "Always force his subordinates to do things they don't want to do, but they hold the power of life and death in their hands, and they don't care about it at all." Give you room to refuse, does this kind of thing happen in your work, Mr. Bartender?"

"Of course." Ge Teng said, "No matter what kind of profession, it is the same when facing this matter."

"Oh." Dazai said with a smile, "That's really unfortunate."

……

At nine o'clock in the morning, the sun was hanging high, the bar should be empty, the staff had already left, only the old man who was the gatekeeper was still living in it.

Zhong Yuanzhong also stood outside the door. He wandered around yesterday but found no trace of Xianghui and the others. He asked the children around, and no one said they had seen it.He had to sort out the information collected yesterday, and finally found some clues from the conversation with Ge Teng.

[I feel that his technical proficiency is very wrong! ] Zhongyuan Zhong also thought angrily, [The deletion of familiarity looks like it has modified countless records. Who would a normal bartender master this kind of technology, are you fooling me? ]

He found several major doubts, and these doubts are enough to support the inference that "Kudzu forged video materials". Following the doubts, Zhong Yuanzhong also verified it in his own way.

[When he changed before, he said that he wears work clothes every day and does the same thing at the same time. ] Thinking of this, blue veins almost burst out on his forehead, [At that time, I felt that this sentence was a bit wrong. If you think about it carefully, Xianghui only has one red dress, and she wears the same clothes every day. This is the main premise If it is, no matter which day's video is used as a replacement, I can't see it, right! ]

He has a very good memory. After watching the so-called "video from the previous two days", he still remembered a few other faces that appeared in the video. He saw those faces in the game arcade when he was looking for someone yesterday.

Zhong Yuanzhong also dragged them out of the arcade by the collar, and they were still in the back alley: "Ask you a few words." He looked fierce and not easy to mess with.

"You say, you say." These young people may not have heard of the reputation of the King of Sheep, but they are undoubtedly aware of current affairs, especially one or two of them, who also yelled at Zhongyuan Zhong earlier - he interrupted himself playing small steel balls.

As a result, it was naturally repaired, so that now I dare not even think of rebellion.

"Have you guys been drinking at a bar recently?"

what?

"I went." The leading boy said, "I didn't go there these two nights because it was not safe. I went almost every day a while ago."

These two days?He directly asked, "Did you go on the night of June 6?" He said, "It's the shop where Xianghui works."

"Ah, you mean Xianghui!" One of them suddenly realized, "I heard that she hasn't gone to work for several days, and some colleagues said that they miss her when they can't see her."

"I'm asking you a question!" Zhongyuan Zhong also stomped the ground around him, the hard stone bricks cracked, small gravels splashed everywhere, and one or two simply wiped people's faces and flew over. The boy who talked too much just now turned pale, almost Not daring to speak anymore, "Did you go to the bar on the night of the 4th?"

"I, I don't remember..." the man muttered.

"No." The leader said categorically, "We didn't go that night." He said, "I'm sure, we got a business on the night of the 4th to help those people on the beach carry goods. He clearly remembered the date, The notice is June 6th.

"Which gang?" Zhong Yuan Zhong also asked, as if he wanted to verify the gang name after knowing it.

"Association of Death." He said, "Ghosts who are talking about ghosts, the goods they want to transport are very strange. I clearly heard a sound in the box. It may not be equipment or medicine. They are transporting people."

population business.

"I'll check it out." Zhong Yuanzhong also narrowed his eyes. He mentioned two tall young men, like a cat, even though the other's legs were still dragging on the ground, "Come with me."

As a result, the members of the death association provided sufficient alibi for the gangsters, and also overturned the authenticity of the kudzu video. Nakahara Chuya was furious, and his thoughts were fixed as [this guy must know something, how dare he? Lied to me].

[I still don’t know where Ge Teng lives. If I want to find someone else, the fastest way is to sit on the sidelines. Besides, since what he said is a lie, the bar he works must be very abnormal. The staff in the bar united together and kidnapped Xianghui and the others. ] He thought again, [Look here more, maybe you can find clues. ]

There are a total of eight surveillance cameras in the bar. As long as they avoid them, Zhongyuan Zhong can sneak in silently. It is definitely not difficult for him who has supernatural powers to do this.

Walking close to a dead corner or simply flying over a wall, no matter what it is, it is very simple for him. He arrived at the door of the room smoothly and turned the handle.

"Click-"

He only heard a burst of laughter that made his brain ache and his fists were itchy: "Hahahahahahahahahaha——"

Shuji Tsushima sat on the chair, leaning back and forth with a smile.

"You lunatic." He immediately closed the door with gentle movements without making too much noise, then rushed to Shuji Tsushima in two steps and covered his mouth with his hand, "I'm not afraid to draw other people here ?"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo-" Shuji Tsushima could only whimper intermittently. "Are you a mollusk? Then how did you get the distorted posture? A ballet lady is nothing more than that."

"I've decided. I'm going to call you a slug. Only this kind of disgusting insect has a soft body like yours, right?"

Nakahara also wanted to lift him up with both hands and throw Tsushima Shuji out of the door. He would use enough strength to ensure that his body could smash the wall and fall straight into the distance.

"Did you really think that there are only eight cameras here?" Shuji Tsushima's words temporarily dissuaded him from thinking about it.

"How do you know?" Nakahara Chuya asked.

"It's very simple." Shuji Tsushima pointed at the screen, there are four rows of four small boxes in each row, "Only when facing these cameras, you will make twisted movements, oops, you should have recorded it just now , so I can always look back at the video, which is a great antidote for times of depression.”

"There are sixteen cameras in total?" Chuya's expression was distorted, and he cursed bitterly, "Damn it, that guy actually told me there are only eight." He had completely ignored Shuji Tsushima.

He made up his mind to find Ge Teng when he came back to work and force him to find out the truth.

"Hey, get out of the way, mackerel." He unceremoniously gave Shuji Tsushima a nickname, which he just remembered, and when the other party called him a slug, he wanted to reciprocate.

"Hey, what a tasteless hobby." He complained a few words, but now Shuji Tsushima's focus is not there, "What are you looking for?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also grabbed the mouse: "It's none of your business."

In the next second, his words reached Zhongye Zhongyuan's ears: "If you are looking for the cause and effect of the kidnapping, I already know it." He lightly dropped a heavy mine, "The owner of this bar secretly engages in human trafficking. Selling business."

[What! ] He raised his head in surprise and looked at Shuji Tsushima.

"Want to know the cause and effect?" The child's voice became softer, and it was nothing but disgusting in Zhongye Zhongye's ears, which made him physically uncomfortable. He felt that this person was simply sick, from the first time From the beginning of the meeting, he devoted himself to making trouble for himself, and he also hated Shuji Tsushima very much. This kind of natural disgust was the first time since he was born.

He had to suspect that this man harbored the same ill feeling towards him.

Natural enemies.

He nodded with a stiff face: "That's right, I want to know." He couldn't even say the weak words of "Please tell me".

There was a conversation outside the door. At the moment of their stalemate, a newcomer came, Zhongyuan Zhong also pricked up his ears, and put aside what happened just now. He caught the scattered conversation.

"Those two people...are..."

"There are already eight..."

"It's all young people"

"It's okay, the suspicion is not on our head, isn't there still..."

He swept away the depression just now, cheered up, and looked at Shuji Tsushima with mocking eyes. The latter was very unwilling, blowing air on his cheeks, like a bulging bun. Adults might find it cute when they saw it. Just looking at it makes my skin crawl.

"Your calculation has failed." He said happily, "Who wants you to remind me, brat!"

[The truth will be known soon. ] He wished blindly, [We will find Xianghui and the others soon! ]