Yokohama Survival Guide

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Under the warm orange-red light, the steam in the pot kept churning.

You find that the choice of Zhongye in the Central Plains may not be wrong, because the location here is remote.Apart from the two of you, there are really no other visitors.

And as long as you lower your voice, you can easily avoid the attention of your boss.

You don't know how to eat, but fortunately Zhongyuan is not procrastinating.In just a quarter of an hour, he finished everything in the bowl.Silently drinking the last sip of delicious soup, the orange-haired young man took the beer aside and pried off the metal bottle cap with his thumb.

In the slightly cool night wind, even after leaving the freezer, rows of water drops oozed from the outside of several chunky beer bottles.This time he stuffed the bottle directly into your hand without giving you a chance to refuse.His gloves and hat had long been thrown on the seat beside him, so after realizing that his hand was wet with water, he gave it a couple of disgusting shakes.

In the end, do you still want to drink?

You hesitated for a moment, picked up the brown bottle, and took a small sip.

Alas!It's so astringent, it's not what you like at all.

Putting the little creases on your brows under his eyes, Zhongyuan Zhong also laughed, then raised the bottle and took a big gulp.

A little clear liquid overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and the owner casually wiped it away with his sleeve.Just like the frankness shown, Nakahara Chuya's informality is reflected in every aspect of your relationship.

After relieving the dryness in his mouth, this Hong Kong gangster candidate finally started the first official topic of the night——

Let me tell you about the rules of survival in this strange city of Yokohama.

"Currently, the survival code in Yokohama is the absolute separation of day and night."

As soon as the topic started, Zhongyuan Zhong put the wine bottle on his lap. For the first time, the young man showed a clear sense of adulthood in front of you. His back was still uncompromisingly straight, but his exhaustion was already so strong that Filling this cobalt blue eye,

"Any element that may cause the turbidity of the hue is not allowed to appear in the daytime, and those who violate this principle will face sanctions from both sides..."

"Both sides?" Hearing this opening remark, your hand stroking the label of the wine bottle stopped, and you asked back in a little surprise, like the hideous font on the label, "Isn't it true that Hong Kong gangsters are also responsible for this? As an Inner World organization, are you serious?"

"...I'm not joking. After all, Mr. Mori has no intention of hiding his past experience." Slightly lowering his head, Zhong Yuanzhong did not intend to repeat the leader's past.

But just such a sentence is enough for you to catch a half-claw.Presumably, it must be an old friendship that is worthy of official entrustment and trust, full of blood and rain, right?

He took out a pack of cigarettes with his free hand, shook out one, and put it in his mouth.Zhong Yuanzhong also stopped silently and organized his words, until you all silently watched the little red spots spreading at the end of the white cylinder, and amidst the faint smell of chocolate, he spoke again.

"Of course the military and police need to manage this land. If there is no legal means, just fabricate one. Black and white gloves, hmph, our identities are really ironic."

"This is the reason why you rejected me this afternoon, but why didn't you just say it directly?" You took a sip of beer and tried to adapt to the bitterness in your mouth, "Obviously there is no need to hide it, since everyone knows it..."

"What nonsense are you talking about, you." Hitting the bottle in your hand with the stubby neck of the wine bottle, Zhongyuan made a gesture of toasting, and then took another big gulp, "Is this a secret in the organization? After all , Big people need a fig leaf. Only the middle and high-level backbone will be pardoned."

"...I thought you cared about your subordinates?"

Your hands trembled, ah, it seems that you are really not suitable for drinking.

"...Cut, so I will work with them most of the time."

Smiling helplessly, the orange-haired youth put the empty wine bottle at his feet, picked up another bottle of beer, and opened it.

"It's impossible to blame the chief. In this sick city, we just have to accept reality because nothing else is true."

Having said that, he took a deep breath and stuffed the cigarette from his fingertips into his mouth again.

You can't say anything.

You don't know where the sickness in Chuya Nakahara's mouth is, and you don't know what death is in Mori Ogai's mouth.

But you notice that there is indeed something different in this deep darkness.

However, in a few words, he explained the origin of the status of Hong Kong gangsters, and Zhongyuan Zhong also blew out a smoke ring and supported his head with one hand.Slightly drunk, he stuck his elbows on the extended wooden countertop, tilted his head to examine your expression, and his tone contained a hint of unconscious intimacy.

"Then why have you come here, Darmstadt."

A name that totally makes a living.

Is this calling you?

You shook your head slightly in a daze, and the tail of hair on your shoulders trembled with this movement.

You're just JJ Dorst, you don't know what Darmstadt means.

"I'm curious, huh?" Holding up the brown glass bottle, the orange-haired young man looked puzzled, and he snuffed out the cigarette with skillful movements, "Why did you come to Yokohama again when you should belong to European spies? An accident, or what are those disgusting gringos planning to do to Yokohama?"

"What are you talking about? What does that mean?"

You chewed the title of the Central Plains, and when you repeated this short syllable, your heart suddenly felt empty and dazed.

Uneasy?A mix of possibilities?No, what emerges in your heart is the smoke of gunpowder with a metallic taste, the smoke and dust that exploded in the scorching heat.That is not the memory that a student detective JJ Dawster should have. You panic inexplicably, like opening a box that is sealed with ominous things.

"Long silver-white hair, indifferent light blue eyes," silently staring at the end of your hair, Nakahara also recalled a more distant memory, his pupils dilated slightly, through you, it seems to see more Things that he was familiar with, "Even through the culture fluid, I can still remember the color like a lonely moon."

"...Maybe I remembered it wrong?" You suddenly recalled the man who passed you by for the second time that night, and nervously squeezed the bottle in your hand, letting your knuckles creak, "The silver hair is too big." Common, and, I don't remember you."

"...Hmph, maybe."

For some reason, the nature of the conversation was lost, the orange-haired youth suddenly stood up, raised his right hand, and poured all the beer into his stomach.Afterwards, he raised his voice and called to the old man who was sorting out the ingredients further away, "Boss, pay the bill."

You stare blankly at the other party, seeing the latter put the big bills into the old man's hand, pick up his hat and gloves and prepare to leave, only to belatedly realize that today's conversation seems to have come to this.

However, the question you are more concerned about has obviously not been said yet? !

So, you stood up hastily.Without even having time to tidy up the hem of the wrinkled clothes, he hurriedly chased that figure into the night.

Under the dim streetlights, the opponent's shadow was stretched long and narrow.

"Hey! Mr. Zhongyuan, you haven't told me yet, why are you saying that my sniper has a problem!"

You pushed your glasses with difficulty, staggered and ran in small steps, and followed the boy who was striding ahead.

"Isn't the answer obvious? Although I don't know much about sniping. But people like you, once you have a target, you won't stop easily if you don't kill it, right?"

He gave the answer with his own unique logic. As the only person who had a direct conversation with you that day, Nakahara was also keenly aware of the difference between you and the real J—yes, for a sniper, it is important to say the target When it is time, it is often already succeeded.And J is the leader among them.A sniper who can complete a double kill within a quarter of an hour will never miss the opportunity to shoot due to hesitation.

The answer is so simple that you didn't expect it to make you dumbfounded.

Yes, why would you give up the opportunity?Ah, I remembered, it was because of Nakahara Chuya's unexpected move.

Really, a wonderful cycle.

"Don't be in a daze, get in the car, and I'll take you home." Unknowingly, you came to the location where the motorcycle was parked at the entrance of the alley. The orange-haired young man interrupted your thoughts. He patted the back seat and motioned you to climb up quickly, "Don't worry about it." My halo is shattered and I am distressed, so let's do restorative training later."

Just like guessing the possibility of your abnormality, Zhongyuan Zhongye's solution is also simple, easy to understand, and logical.

Like the scorching sun, this young man turned his back on you and made a firm promise to you, your temporary partner:

"Until you recover your skills, I will persevere. Anyway, in the beginning, I was never afraid of that supernatural killer."

"So don't worry, everything is in time."

Hearing such a strong and confident comfort, you inexplicably raised the corners of your lips.

"Change the direction, Zhongyuan." You patted the other person on the back, and you made a decision.

Hearing this, the other party rejected violently: "Huh? What are you talking about J, we came here when we came, and I'm not too drunk to recognize my way!"

"No, go to the old city. Since you plan to send me back, please send the Buddha directly to the west."

"...You guy? Aren't you unwilling to tell others where you live?" Zhong Yuanzhong also hesitated, not understanding why your thoughts suddenly changed.

"If it's Mr. Nakahara, I don't think it's a bad idea." You huddled in the back seat of the motorcycle with difficulty, your long legs helplessly maintaining a stiff posture.

But at the speed of the Central Plains, you will be home soon, so you can take a good rest then.

Hearing your reason, Zhong Yuan was obviously stunned for a moment, and then he laughed a lot in relief.

"Ha, it's not like that guy at all this time, you."

"Hahahahaha, that's why I said you have identified the wrong person!"

With the roar of the locomotive, your conversation was quickly drowned out.

On the web called daily life woven by trivial things, you finally see some intertwined things being gradually removed, and it seems that the nerve that has been tense since waking up has also begun to relax.

However, how long can such peace last?

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Key information was unlocked today——

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By the way, the new flag has been set up.The foreshadowing characters who have been offline for many chapters will also appear on the stage, and the big stage in Yokohama is about to enter a period of formal chaos, so there is no opportunity for [you] to gradually upgrade and adapt~

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