Fuyuki Canteen

Strange Records of Tokyo.

Neither Hayashi nor Bachang, who had a stalemate in front of the sushi restaurant, could convince the other.

Lin had no choice but to regretfully decline the invitation of the friendly black Russian, dragging the horse farm where he was clamoring for ramen, and continued to walk forward.

In the end, he found one.

Although the location is a bit remote, the name on the signboard can be said to be very familiar.

"Isn't that the one that the guys in that chat room you've been watching were talking about?"

Lin Xianming looked up at the words "Homestay" on the dilapidated signboard, and thought of his recent hobby at the racecourse.

"Ah, it seems to be." Baba looked a little surprised, and his always listless and plain look was a little cheered up, as if seeing a powerful baseball player or delicious mentaiko or ramen, "I heard that it is a family that includes There are many types of restaurants, and the owner's craftsmanship is quite good."

"Or this one."

Lin glanced sideways at the kanban behind the glass shop door. The name of the dish written on it and the aroma wafting from the crack in the door were all pretty good.

Even if the outside looks a bit shabby, it's better than eating ramen in Tokyo and listening to Baba's complaints.

Unexpectedly, he got a reply from his partner, "Then let's go and see if there is tonkotsu ramen!", and Lin opened the store door and walked in.

Unexpectedly, the interior decoration of the store is much better than the exterior.Lin was basically satisfied with such a dining environment, and he was also very satisfied when he walked to the counter and found that the horse farm had tonkotsu ramen, so the two decided to settle their lunch at this restaurant.

Baba ordered a bowl of tonkotsu ramen as usual.Lin was craving sushi because of what happened before, so he casually ordered a moderately priced seafood sushi set.

When they sat at the table and waited for the meal, both Ma Chang and Lin were stunned.

Because at the table next to them there were two amazing guys.

Two young men who looked no older than Lin Xianming had at least a dozen empty bowls of ramen on the table.

The black-haired young man ate the rice ball gracefully, while the blond boy on the opposite side almost buried his head in the noodle bowl, sucking on the ramen, eating up everything in the bowl quickly and even drinking the soup with his head up After cleaning, squinting his blue eyes, he shouted enthusiastically, "One more bowl!"

The horse farm's eyes were all staring straight.

"It's too strong..." Bachang looked at the blond young man who soon got the next bowl of ramen and started to eat again, tears flickered in the corner of his eyes, and murmured, "I didn't expect that there are people who love ramen in this world." There are people on the same level as me..."

Lin looked away, too lazy to pay attention to the horse farm who seemed to see the touched face of his confidant, and took another look at the waiter with long blue hair.I noticed when ordering at the counter before that the boss with gray hair is not easy to be with.

But it is also true that there are no ordinary characters in the weird chat room that makes the horse farm so interesting but dives all day long, and the shop that the members unanimously recommend.

As Lin expected, their ramen and sushi orders were prepared and delivered quickly.

Baba fell in love at the first sight of the good-looking ramen, and he showed a satisfied and happy expression while eating the ramen.

Lin was also very satisfied with the seafood sushi served.

The presentation of the plate is very delicate, and the sushi is small and cute. It will not be too embarrassing when you put it between your lips and teeth. Salmon, tuna, squid and fish roe are all fresh and elastic, and the cold rice is also delicious. No, it is even more delicious with wasabi and soy sauce.

All in all, a good lunch.

Thinking of the Chinese cuisine on the board, Lin thought of his hometown and the old days after a long absence. He thought, if there is a chance next time, come to this restaurant to taste Chinese cuisine.

Both ramen and sushi are fast foods, especially if they are tasty.

After Lin tasted the unremarkable but delicious sushi set, he left Baba, who was almost finished eating ramen, at the table, went to find the bathroom in the store, and made up some spent ones in front of the mirror. makeup.

It's mainly lipstick, which fell off a lot when I just ate.

Lin was very proficient at this, and after quickly melting, he carried his handbag and walked out, only to bump into the sad-faced Ma Chang in front of the counter.

"what happened?"

Lin felt a little uncomfortable and asked.

Usually the horse farm puts on this way either because his beloved baseball team lost the game, or because the family's mentaiko is gone and he doesn't want to buy it.This time in the store with such a look, could it be...?

"Xiaolin, I'm sorry." Bachang said with a downcast, "I seem to have lost my wallet."

"what?"

Lin Xianming's eyes widened in disbelief.

Most of the money for this trip is at the racecourse. If you lose your wallet, not to mention the personal documents in it, you won’t even have the money to stay at the hotel at night, okay?

Realizing this, Lin took out some change from his handbag to pay the bill with a livid face.The white-haired shopkeeper who looked at them with sympathetic eyes accepted the only possessions he had with him, and the change he handed back was probably only enough for them to have another dinner.

The two left the store with their luggage, squatting on the side of the street, messy in the wind.

Lin searched all over the racecourse but couldn't find the strange missing wallet, so he began to question him about the missing process.

As long as Lin was around the racecourse, he would definitely be able to detect when someone with malicious intentions approached.

As a result, he just left for about 5 minutes to touch up his makeup, and this guy's wallet was stolen?

Maba recalled carefully, showing a strange expression.

"I took my luggage and went to the counter to pay after eating ramen... I passed a few people on the way, but I didn't pay attention. But they all seemed to be men."

Basically, the suspects can be identified among these few men. Lin went back to the store and asked the store owner who was checking out or ordering before and after the racecourse, only to get a shake of the head of the white-haired young man.

"Those are familiar customers and frequent customers." The man had a cold expression but a patient attitude. "I really don't know who you are looking for."

The result is nothing.After all, the horse farm itself is not sure who is the prisoner, and it is normal to ask the owner to be useless.Others are very busy doing business and cooking, so there is no way to pay attention to who has stolen the wallet of the customer.

Lin, who didn't want to sleep on the street at all, had no choice but to go back to the horse farm squatting pitifully next to the suitcase with a dark face:

"Get up! If you want a place to stay at night, complete the commission and go!"

Machang responded, stood up, and was about to leave with Lin when his cell phone rang suddenly.

He answered the phone, and Enoda's voice came from the other end:

"Mr. Bachang, I found out the real identity of that guy. The situation is not good, you haven't had time to kill him yet?"

At this time, the man named Ginkichi Kosuga, who was targeted by the duo of killers, was happily humming a song of martyrdom, and walked around the little-known alleys in Ikebukuro. here, as if he knew the city from birth, or knew all the details of the map of Ikebukuro by heart.

Finally, he came to a place far away from the main road. Standing in front of the wall of the alley, he flipped his hands and magically conjured an ordinary men's wallet.

"Mr. Dazai."

The silver-haired boy who had been silently following behind him finally spoke out cautiously.

His purple-gold eyes were full of doubts, and he asked, "Why did you take that gentleman's wallet?"

"Good question, Don."

Osamu Dazai casually threw the wallet that did not belong to him into the air, and then received it in his hand. With a twist of his slender and flexible fingers, he pinched out an ID card at a speed that was imperceptible to the naked eye.

"Zenji Baba..." The brown-black curly-haired young man lowered his iris-colored eyes and read the above message with a smile, "Sure enough, he is from Fukuoka. He is actually a private detective? No, it won't be so kind there, so , really, is that beautiful young lady by his side a killer?"

"Huh?" Atsushi Nakajima was startled when he thought of the beauty with long light brown hair that he caught a glimpse of just now during the meal, "Is that lady the assassin sent there to assassinate Mr. Dazai?"

"Not necessarily, Atsushi-kun." Osamu Dazai threw the card between his fingers back into the interlayer of the wallet with a lack of interest, closed it, and instead of throwing it away, stuffed it into the pocket of the coat, "It may be hired Killer. Maybe she's not the only one...Tun, can you try to guess?"

Facing the smiling eyes of his senior and teacher, Atsushi Nakajima knew that this was a school exam.The renhu boy tried his best to use his brain, stumbled and said with some hesitation: "Mr. Dazai noticed this Mr. Baba because of his accent that was exposed when he ordered? And his preference for tonkotsu ramen? As for that Miss... I can't imagine how Dazai-san saw that she was a killer."

"Basically." Dazai said with a smile, "Atsu-kun has noticed the details of the ramen and the accent, and he has improved a lot."

"Ah, after all, I stayed in Hakata for a few days..."

The silver-haired boy was a little embarrassed.

"As for that beautiful lady, it can only be said to be my intuition." Dazai said lightly, the content of the words was very frivolous, but his expression was unexpectedly serious, "I'm very accurate in seeing women, and Dun-kun has to be careful about this." training."

After the teasing words were finished, he suppressed his smile, and said calmly, "I'll take care of you later, Dun."

"I see."

The silver-haired boy nodded and retreated into the depths of the alley, his figure quickly disappeared into the thick shadows.

Osamu Dazai slowly picked up a black top hat, put it back on his head, adjusted his casual suit, adjusted his frameless glasses with metal legs, and walked out of the long and narrow alley decently, mingling with the crowd.

Some hidden alley.

Leaning against the wall at the horse farm, he was answering confidential calls from a familiar intelligence dealer. The shadow cast by tall buildings obscured his expression.

"That guy's identity is forged." On the other side of Rusha's radio waves, Enoda's voice seldom reveals a trace of irrepressible excitement.He lowered his voice, and whispered in Bachang's ear, "I hacked into the database of the Tokyo General Police Station to find some clues. Kosuge Yinkichi was just a pseudonym he made up, and the real identity of that person is——"

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Introduction to the characters in this chapter:

The man's name would be garbled in the composition, so he had to break down the first word.

Mu Xiatian: An information dealer who is familiar with the racecourse, his real name is unknown.Mu Xia (jia) sounds like a mushroom, but he got his nickname because of his hairstyle.A stylishly dressed young man with platinum-blonde dyed hair is a talented hacker.I used to let the signal light of National Highway No. 10 in Fukuoka turn red for 5000 minutes, causing a [-]-meter traffic jam. The reason was just boredom.The personality is also somewhat similar to Pro's, and does have a connection to him as well.

In this chapter, Dazai cross-dresses.

What the hell was he doing in Fukuoka?

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