Simulate the operation of Beebo Street

Yuri leaned against Nakaya's arms and closed her eyes for a moment, then she felt better.The feeling of dizziness just now disappeared without a trace, as if it was a hallucination.

"I'm fine." She shook her head, gently broke away from her chest, fumbled for her mobile phone, and quickly dialed the restaurant on Leibo Street.

It was connected quickly, and the person who answered was Sakamoto.

After hearing that everything was going as usual, Yuri was completely relieved.

"Could it be hypoglycemia?" Zhong also frowned, carefully studying her face.

"Maybe a little drunk?" Yuri guessed nonchalantly, "It's getting better now."

"Forget it, I'll take you back to rest for a while." Zhong Ye took her back with a firm attitude, leaving behind the carefully planned garden scenery and delicacies that hadn't had a chance to show up.

Without the interruption of emergencies, the way back was very smooth.The only small episode was that Zhong also answered a call, saying that he had to go back to the building for some temporary work, and he sent her downstairs to the apartment with an apologetic face and left.

The fine light comes in brightly, and the lace patterns of the gauze curtains are projected on the ceiling in detail, turning into a flowing picture scroll.

And Yuri hugged the quilt and leaned against the head of the bed, but she didn't feel sleepy.

No matter how much she called again, the system would never appear again.For many years, I have been used to performing Yuli in the small theater in my head with the automatic Tucao machine system, and suddenly I feel that the bedroom is very empty and the quietness is a bit too much.

Taking advantage of this quietness, she thought about her current situation.

So the business progress is already full, and the system interface can no longer be adjusted. Other than that, nothing seems to have happened.

So, can she leave Yokohama now and go somewhere else?

Left and right can't sleep, and Zhong doesn't know when he will be back.Yuli simply sat up, changed his clothes, took the elevator down to the private garage, picked a car at random, opened the door and sat in.

She tried before the business progress was completed, but she really couldn't leave Yokohama no matter what.

Unlike before, this time, she drove all the way to Tokyo unimpeded.It took only 30 minutes.

To be honest, she didn't live in Tokyo for a long time.But walking in the noisy crowd and feeling the colorful commercial atmosphere is still quite a pleasant experience.

After wandering around the bustling business district, Yuli went to the community where he once lived briefly, intending to experience the warm and peaceful daily atmosphere again.

A friend of hers used to live and work here—but in another world, Tokyo.

Along the street of the same name, she paced slowly, immersed in the atmosphere of memories alone.

This corner place should be an old and small izakaya-yes, it is also here.

Then there is a primary school, probably called Bingsheng Primary School?

Just in time for the end of get out of class, a burst of melodious music bells reverberated across the deserted playground.

Yuri stopped.

It seems that the coincidence rate of the two parallels is quite high.

In the past, it should be a Chinese restaurant called "Le Lexuan".The dishes in this small restaurant are not particularly commendable except for the ramen. Yuli still remembers this place because this is where her friend Ippei works——

Facing the signboard with the three characters "Le Lexuan" in front of her, Yuri fell silent.

She stared at the gold-lettered wooden plaque that was slightly dimmed by the wind and rain, and the corners were worn smooth.

The boundary between memory and reality became more and more blurred, and Yuri's heart beat faster and faster, as if something happened when she didn't notice.

The sound of light footsteps approached, the door was pushed open with a creak, and a slender figure stepped out from the door of the store, two thin braids gently hanging down the shoulders, and a long white dress was rumpled by the breeze.

On the girl's pointy melon-seeded face, a pair of bright eyes flickered, and she just happened to look in her direction.

The two froze, both suspecting that they were dreaming.

"Are you... Yuri Yumekawa?" The girl in front of her said hesitantly.

"……A flat?"

Five minutes later, they sat down side by side on a bench in a community park.

"Actually, I don't work there anymore. Today I just happened to visit the owner's family who took good care of me in the past." Yiping bowed his head slightly.

Although she is no longer as shy as she used to be, her voice is still weak.

"I thought you were missing, and I was always worried about you... Could it be that you have been living in Japan for the past few years?"

Facing the concerned eyes of her friend whom she hadn't seen for many years, Yuri was a little at a loss, so she could only vaguely say, "Well... I'm in Yokohama."

"Yokohama?" Yiping asked in surprise, "I worked in Yokohama Chinatown for a while, and I haven't seen you before."

"I live on the side of Saibo Street."

I had no choice but to say so.

"... I heard that place is not under the jurisdiction of the local government, but is covered by people from Portmafia, and it must have been a poor area not long ago."

Yiping frowned more and more.

"Why didn't you contact me, or Fran and Coulom? Everyone has been looking for you for a long time."

Yuri was tongue-tied.

Hell, before she was thrown on Leibo Street, she had never heard of such a large number of supernatural beings in Japan, and she didn't know that there was any extreme boss mafia in the port.Isn't that world ruled by rings and fire?Why did Yiping pronounce the name portmafia so naturally?

"You know portmafia?"

"Why don't you know? Although I am no longer a killer, I have always heard of the long-established Mafia in Japan."

"Yuri, tell me the truth, are you under house arrest by those people from Portmafia?"

Yiping looked around vigilantly, and suddenly leaned into her ear and whispered.

"House arrest?"

Yuri was stunned, and subconsciously repeated it.

Ippei looked at Yuri carefully from top to bottom.

He looks good, and his living standard should not be low, but he looks dazed now, and it doesn't look like he's pretending.

"Do you know what happened to Pengo Lie in the past two years?"

"Uh, what happened?"

So the source of the news is also blocked.

Yiping's heart sank more and more.

Looking at the other party's eyes full of suspicion, Yuri hesitated whether to tell the whole story.Just at this time, her mobile phone rang suddenly.

Yuri quickly picked up the phone,

It was Chuya who called. He apologized and said that he might be back later tonight.

This "later", Yuri is very clear, probably refers to two or three o'clock.

During her call, Yiping was too busy not knowing who she was texting with.

But her ears were still standing up, and Yuri asked as soon as she hung up the phone: "Who is calling?"

"It's my boyfriend."

"It's not from Portmafia, is it?"

"……he is."

After answering the export, I always feel that the atmosphere is getting worse.

Yuli made up her mind, and quickly transported her to another world, and explained to Yiping in every detail that she had to open a shop.

Yiping's eyes changed from shock to doubt to deep thought. After a moment of silence, she said, "Come back to Italy with me. You haven't been back for a long time. You finally came out. Don't you want to go back and see everyone?" ?”

"Eh?" Yuri was a little moved.To be honest, after staying in this city for so long, she naturally wanted to let go, but...

"Okay, then I'll talk to my boyfriend first, I can't just leave without saying a word."

But Yiping grabbed her hand and skillfully prevented her from touching the phone: "Yuri, I told everyone about you just now, don't you mind? Everyone misses you very much. We can start now, Mr. Kusakabe just replied to me that a private international flight can be arranged within 10 minutes to fly directly to Italy. The Bingsheng base is very close to here, and the car that picks us up will arrive in 3 minutes.”

"Why so anxious?"

"Over the years, Pengo Lie's Japanese power and portmafia have maintained a delicate balance. Senior Yunshou has been upset for a long time. If he knew about this, he would probably rush to Yokohama University excitedly for this reason. Give it a go, and the situation will get out of hand. So let's go!"

The scene of Chuya and Hibari-senpai's confrontation involuntarily appeared in Yuri's mind, and his head immediately ached.

It's amazing, I can't imagine what will happen at all, I can only guess that this fight will definitely be dark and dark, and the venue will definitely become a mess.

The point is that there shouldn't be this one at all!

I have to go back and explain it to everyone.

In this way, Yuri was dragged onto the flight to Italy by Yiping in a daze.

In the early hours of that night, Chuya finally finished his work and returned to the apartment where he and Yuri lived together.

He gently closed the door of the apartment and found that the room was quiet and the lights were not turned on.

Chuya thought at first that Yuri was fast asleep, but then he felt something was wrong.

"Yuri?"

There was no one in the bed, nor in the other rooms.

The window is still half open, but at this time, it is no longer the bright sunlight that shines into the room, but the cold moonlight.

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the high-end apartment, Nakaya had a panoramic view of Yokohama's coastline and the bustling night scene, but what he was thinking about was a corner that he couldn't see from here.

Did Yuri feel bored and ran back to Saibo Street?

He wanted to make sure, but was worried that he would wake Yuri up.Just as he was hesitating, the cell phone rang suddenly in the room, and the light from the screen lit up the dark living room palely.

Zhong Ye slowly walked towards the coffee table where he had left his cell phone casually.

"Officer Zhongye, there is very urgent information!"

"Information?" Zhongye repeated suspiciously.

What kind of information would need to be notified to him, a mafia cadre, at three o'clock in the middle of the night?

On the opposite side was the voice of his subordinates. The young man's voice was full of uncontrollable excitement, even trembling.

"People from the intelligence team reported that Miss Yuli was taken away by Peng Gelie's people, and she may have left Japan now. The leader asked you to go to his office immediately!"