God's Souvenir

The "creator" of Alfonsonia Stave's lab is dead. The "isolated island" finally lifted the high pressure and gained a new life.

In Yokohama on the other side of the world, an experimental product from nowhere slowly drifted down the river.

Akai Shuichi is dead.

Fyodor conveyed such news to Tsuruhara Higen via video call.

"He's dead?" Hikari Tsuruhara paused when he reached for the black tea, and collapsed back on the back of the chair as if thinking of something, "It's boring, it's boring, it's so boring."

"If you want, I can find out more about this matter." Fyodor said, his attitude clearly represented his own doubts about it.

"No. Boring is boring." Tsuruhara Hikami didn't even bother to open his eyes, "If 'Akai Shuichi' is still alive, then I still have some interest. But people who have died, whether they are real or not , at least now there is no interesting value."

The small talk is over.Fyodor was the first to mention: "That Mirufiore. Are you sure you want to introduce them to Japan so early?"

Although he used interrogative sentences, he didn't mean any hesitation.On the contrary, he looked as if he would take care of after-sales service as long as Tsuruhara Hiren nodded.

"Although the reason is unknown, their goal is the mafia all over the world. At least we have some common language on this point." Tsuruhara Hiken opened his eyes with a gloomy expression, "My request is not high , I just need to use their hands to reorganize the underworld in Japan. It’s just a small wish.”

"As long as this trivial wish can be realized, then I will be very happy. If I can use this to reshuffle the entire underground forces in Japan, then I will be even happier."

"I'm so happy... It is not impossible to consider the implementation of the 'Yokohama Total Destruction' plan."

This sentence made Fyodor's eyes widen in surprise.He looked at Tsuruhara Higen again with scrutiny, as if he wanted to get to know him again.

"Sin'dorei, you don't seem to have told me. What happened ten years ago?" He clenched his hands into fists and coughed twice in front of his mouth.

Heyuan Rijian flattened the corners of his mouth indifferently, and he said in a self-deprecating tone: "It's nothing. It's just an arrogant brat trying to build a utopia, but he failed miserably."

Decomposed and reconstructed cities, desperate and screaming crowds, and hateful and hostile eyes.

It was just a failed attempt.

"Maybe it's just too impatient." Fyodor replied meaningfully.

"Fei Jia. The world is like this, and it's not a crime of war." Hikami Tsuruhara seemed to have completely sealed the past, and he didn't want to mention it, "It's just a defeated dog. The so-called ideal is just a gorgeous utopia, and beauty is beautiful. Immediately break."

"When that gentleman comes to Japan, I will meet him."

"I really hope I don't use Plan [-]. But if it does, then we'll be a solid alliance."

Fyodor opened the corners of his mouth and laughed: "I'm looking forward to us becoming an alliance. It will be very interesting and challenging to realize your ideals with the like-minded Sin'dorei."

The two who exchanged views before the war obviously had a tacit understanding.And the two sides who understand each other's temperament very well also know that this is not an unbreakable covenant, but a pre-war agreement that can be torn up at any time.

No matter which one betrays first, the result will be unsatisfactory.

After Mori Ogai issued the task, Tsuruhara Hikami, a Hong Kong black cadre, had already left the armed detective agency.He changed several different identities and hid in different places in Yokohama, and his final destination was a safe house in Kanagawa.

The night before leaving Yokohama.

As a slum in Yokohama, Saibo Street naturally has no such thing as street lights.The faint moonlight cannot penetrate the dark night of Leibo Street, only a few sporadic lights shine in the narrow alleys.

Although it is as faint as a firefly, it is better than nothing.

Tsuruhara Rijian didn't bring a lamp, and walked through the alleys of Leibo Street with one foot deep and one foot shallow.Relying on his own memory, he walked to the depths, and after turning countless corners, he stopped in front of a dilapidated small clinic.

The small clinic was dark, and there was no lock on the door.At this time, there will be no one inside.

The door, which had been in disrepair for a long time, was pushed open, making an ear-piercing sound of "squeak--".As soon as Tsuruhara Himi stepped into this clinic, the soles of his shoes stirred up dust on the ground.

The rising dust was decomposed quietly by the supernatural power, and the Hong Kong gangster cadres who entered the clinic at this time walked into the depths of the clinic unaffected.

The little girl's deliberate cough came from the darkness, which was very obvious in the silent night.

"Boss?" Hiken Tsuruhara stopped in his tracks and asked with a hint of certainty.

"Why did you guess it was Rin Taro as soon as you heard my voice?" Alice's voice echoed in the small empty clinic, which was a bit like an empty room, "Couldn't it be me who sneaked out alone?"

The clinic fell silent.

Alice originally thought that Hiken Tsuruhara would make a systematic analysis, but finally proved her inference with confidence.So in the darkness, he looked expectantly in his direction.

"...It's intuition." Tsuruhara Hiken hesitated for a moment, "My intuition has not made a mistake so far."

Alice, who was sure that the person opposite didn't have Pengo Lie's super intuition: "..."

What a keen intuition, Himi-kun who can be called the No. [-] leader of Hong Kong and black.

"Your intuition is very accurate, Himi-kun." Mori Ogai's voice came from the direction where Alice was, and he turned on the light of the clinic, "I am indeed here."

The light illuminated the small clinic and allowed the three people in the clinic to see each other clearly.

Mori Ogai's eyes flicked on Tsuruhara Himi's glasses on the bridge of his nose.

Speaking of which, before Himi-kun came in, did you have this thing on the bridge of your nose?

Tsuruhara Hiken seemed to have forgotten the last time Mori Ogai questioned him, his eyes lit up a few degrees.But he still stood still and refused to move forward: "I didn't expect you to appear here at this time."

"It's within my expectation that Himi-kun will come here." Mori Ogai raised the corners of his lips, his attitude was clear that he came here specially to wait for Himi Tsuruhara.

The loyal cadre who understood what the leader meant suddenly became short of breath, and his heartbeat also accelerated due to the surge of adrenaline.Under the dim light, two blushes appeared on his cheeks, which slowly spread to the tips of his ears.

Blushing is only a momentary affair.After the person concerned realized his condition, he forcibly used supernatural powers to adjust his physical state.The blush on her face quickly disappeared.

"You are waiting here for me, do you have anything extra to order?" Tsuruhara Hiken forced himself to calm down and asked in a business-like manner.

Ah, that's not okay.Just such a method is not enough to eliminate his desire to continue planning.

He was just fascinated by the leader and wavered for a second.

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The author has something to say:

Here I am... (Hippoku)

Because I went out to play around today, I feel like my legs are going to disappear.This is why today, ah no, I didn’t have codewords yesterday.

The speed of life and death has not caught up with my guilt.

I can’t write a relationship line today (sad)

In the next few chapters, I will write some emotional lines, although it is likely to be just a phone call.

Let me think about it,, well, it’s almost time to find someone to fall in love with the chef leader in the copywriting (although it still can’t be negotiated in the end)

Mr. Sen's cp is unwavering, saying that Mr. Tuo, you cults, cults,,,!