They all think I'm a boss

This morning, Toki Fujikawa received an email. The sender displayed the name of Orihara Rinya. The content of the email was very simple, only one sentence, plus an unfamiliar address.

【Come here to find me, address: xxxx, Tokyo】

Since the last rat incident in the dead house, Toki Fujikawa has not received contact from Orihara Rinya for a long time. This person's mobile phone has been in shutdown mode, and the chat room of Dollars has always been offline. If you don't know this guy His vitality is more tenacious than a cockroach, he really has to suspect that he was poured with cement by his enemies and sank into Tokyo Bay.

After receiving this message, Toki Fujikawa immediately called him back, but the other end of the phone showed that his mobile phone was still turned off.

This matter does not seem to be that simple, and this email may have been sent to him by someone else under the guise of Orihara Rinya, in order to lure him over.

Fujikawa stared at the string of addresses at the bottom of the email and pondered for a while, and finally decided to leave for Tokyo. He owed that guy a lot of favors, and even if this email was a trap, he had to go and have a look.

The Fusangshin of Honmaru are all in the cafe and shrine, and Toki Fujikawa left a note in the room and got up to Yokohama Station.

It's not that he doesn't want to send a message to Hasebe and the others, but since the last incident of the dead house rat, the fusangshen of Honmaru have become extremely sensitive. Once he proposes to travel far away, he will definitely arrange a few Dao Zijing followed him, and he could guarantee that as soon as he sent the news that he was going to Tokyo, a few Fusangshen would appear in front of him and offer to accompany him there in the next second.

Forget about the previous few times, this time it is his personal problem, he is too lazy to involve those fusangshen in Honmaru.

It only takes about [-] minutes by train from Yokohama to Tokyo, but it took him a lot of time to navigate to the address sent by Orihara Rin. to go.

After about an hour, he finally arrived at the address that Orihara Lin also mentioned in the email.

It looked like an abandoned factory. It was far away from the city, and there were no residents around. The weeds around the factory had grown to a depth of half a meter, and it looked very desolate.

"Pro also."

Fujikawa Toki searched the factory for a long time but didn’t see Orihara Rinya’s figure, and the phone still showed the shutdown status, so he started calling Orihara Rinya’s name, his voice was particularly prominent in the empty and quiet abandoned factory .

After a while, there was a slight movement from a remote corner, and when Fujikawa turned his head, a thin figure came out slowly from the shadow of the corner, it was a handsome young man, the man's He was wearing a thick dark coat with a white fur collar around the edge of the hat.

"Ah, Ah Shi, long time no see."

The first time the man saw him, he showed him a harmless smile.

Fujikawa Toki didn't respond, but shifted his gaze to the shadow behind the man.

"Well, it was discovered by you, should I say that it is you?"

Orihara Rinya still had a faint smile on his mouth, but he slowly raised his hands up, and he walked forward a few steps slowly.

At the same time, from the shadow behind him, several men in black suits came out, each of them held a gun in their hands, and one of them was pressing the gun in his hand against the back of Orihara Rinya.

"As you can see now, I was held hostage by these guys."

Orihara Lin also blinked, and there was a hint of innocence in those red eyes.

"They threatened me to bring you here, in order to save my own life, so I can only call you here."

Fujikawa didn't speak, just stood there and looked at him quietly.

And at this time, the gang in black suits who originally held Orihara Rinya suddenly aimed all their pistols at Fujikawa Shi who was opposite him.

"It's really a ghost."

The leader in the black suit sneered, and pushed Orihara Lin who was held hostage by him, "You can get out."

Orihara Rin also rubbed his stiff shoulders, and when he looked up at Fujikawa, who had become the target of public criticism, he showed a sly smile, "Don't blame me, after all, I don't want to die so early."

After speaking, he hummed a ditty and left here, only Fujikawa Toki and a group of black suits were left to confront each other on the spot.

"Long time no see, ghosts and gods, we haven't seen each other for two years."

After Orihara Rin also left, the leader in the black suit looked at Fujikawa on the opposite side, and said coldly.

"Who are you?"

Toki Fujikawa looked at the black suit opposite him expressionlessly.

The leader in the black suit froze for a moment, then snorted angrily.

"Hmph, you're still as defiant as before."

In fact, it can't be blamed for Fujikawa Toki not remembering him, who made the group of people opposite seem to be mass-produced from the same factory assembly line, and they all look the same, of course he has no impression.

However, the name "ghosts and gods" is really long gone.

After he joined Murderink that year, President Mori gave him a red Prajna mask for him to wear. Since he always wore this mask when performing tasks, other people gradually used the title "ghost" to refer to him. He, his original real name is not mentioned by many people.

"Forget it, I didn't come here today to catch up with you."

The leader in the black suit raised the pistol in his hand, aimed at Fujikawa Shi's heart, and pulled the trigger.

"You left the company without a word two years ago, and then disappeared from the world. Even though you were once the trump card of the company, your behavior is undoubtedly a defection. Your name was on the board when you disappeared two years ago. I am on the company's assassination list, I will kill you here today and bring your body back to the company."

After Fujikawa defected, he was promoted to the trump card, but there have been people quietly discussing in private, saying that he is not worthy of the title of trump card, and that he is not one ten-thousandth of the former "ghost" in terms of strength and courage.

He couldn't bear this breath, so he found Orihara Rinya who had provided a lot of useful information to ghosts and gods, and threatened him to reveal the whereabouts of ghosts and gods.

As long as the ghosts and gods are dealt with, and his body is brought back to the company, no one will dare to doubt him in private anymore, and he will be Murderink's veritable trump card.

……

Orihara Lin was also sitting on an abandoned cylindrical warehouse, humming an unknown song.

There was a slight sound of footsteps behind him, and he directly talked to the person behind him without turning his head.

"It's all resolved?"

The people behind him didn't respond to him.

He didn't care, he just looked at the blue and clear sky in the distance, talking to himself.

"It's really a group of guys who are overwhelmed. They think that these few people can solve you."

"You called me here on purpose."

Fujikawa raised his head and looked at the black-haired young man sitting on the warehouse, "I hope to use my hands to solve these people."

"Bingo!"

Orihara Lin also turned his head, and showed him a harmless smile, "Because these flies are really annoying, they are looking for me everywhere to ask about your whereabouts, so I just called you over from Yokohama~ Once and for all, How convenient~”

Fujikawa stared at him for a while, then took out the phone from his sleeve, found a number in the address book, and dialed it.

"Who are you calling?"

Orihara Lin also stared at his phone curiously.

"Those traffickers you introduced to me earlier."

Fujikawa Toki responded lightly.

"I asked if they had a branch in Tokyo."

The few black suits lying inside should be able to sell for a good price.

"You are really dedicated."

Orihara Lin also sneered, "I haven't forgotten to develop my business when I'm in Tokyo."

Fujikawa ignored his ridicule, and after confirming that the other party also had a branch in Tokyo, he told them the address here, and the other party said that they would send someone over to pick up the goods as soon as possible.

After hanging up the phone, Fujikawa Toki sent another email, and when he tucked the phone back into his sleeve, Orihara Rin had already picked it up from the warehouse and was standing in front of him at the moment.

"It's rare for you to go back to Tokyo, why don't we find a hot pot restaurant to have a meal to catch up."

Orihara Lin also looked at him expectantly, "I know there is a Sichuan hot pot restaurant in Shinjuku that tastes good."

However, Fujikawa Toki refused his invitation to dinner without hesitation.

"Compared to reminiscing about the old days, I think it's better for you to leave here quickly. I just sent a message to Jingxiong saying that you are here. Do you think he will be here in a few minutes?"

Hearing the name "Shizuo", Orihara Rin was also taken aback for a moment. He remembered that Fujikawa had indeed sent a message to someone.

"you've changed."

When Orihara Rin also looked at Fujikawa opposite him, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, "You were not such a preoccupied person before, it seems that Yokohama is really a good city."

After leaving this somewhat inexplicable sentence, he left here.

Looking at Orihara Rinya's leaving figure, Fujikawa Toki took out his mobile phone from his sleeve, and the words "Mail sent successfully" were displayed on the screen, but the recipient column did not display "Shizuo Heiwajima", but is "zero".

It's rare for him to come to Tokyo, so of course he's going to have a meal at Zero's.

Between going to eat hot pot with Orihara Linye or going to Lingjia for a meal, he chose the latter without hesitation.

Can hot pot be as delicious as zero-cooked rice?

What's more, he was cheated by this guy just now. If he really went to eat hot pot with him, he was afraid that he would not be able to help but smear this guy with hot pot bottoms while eating.

The traffickers rushed over quickly, still in the familiar white van, wrapped from head to toe in the familiar black cloth, still familiar in the way of transportation and the familiar smell of money.

Until the traffickers dragged the people away, Fujikawa Toki didn't receive any reply on his cell phone. He originally planned to call Zero, but thought that the other party might be on a mission now, so he dismissed the idea.

And just when he was about to leave for Yokohama, there was a sound of vehicles running outside the factory, and soon the sound disappeared. It seemed that the car stopped, and then the door was opened, and there was a sound of footsteps coming towards him. When it came from here, the voice seemed to be two people.

Fujikawa Toki didn't go out directly, but hid in a corner of an abandoned warehouse, quietly observing the situation outside.

Not long after, two people came in from the outside.

A glamorous blond woman was using a gun to push behind a blond young man, forcing him to move forward.

That beautiful blond woman had deep facial features that were different from those of Asians, she seemed to be a foreigner, and the dark-skinned blond young man held hostage by her with a gun was obviously the person Fujikawa Toki wanted to contact just now.

Fall to zero.