Those years when I was a purchasing agent in Yokohama

"what."

The moment the lid of the trash can was lifted, Chu Shu and the boy squatting inside made a short breath at the same time.

Trash cans are so popular these days?

Chu Shu looked at the boy squatting in the trash can in surprise. The boy was not very old, he looked about fifteen or sixteen years old, and his hair was disheveled.

He seemed to be injured, with a white bandage wrapped around his right eye, and a white gauze wrapped around his left face. His thin body was shrunk in the trash can, giving people a sense of embarrassment and fragility.

The young man pursed his lips tightly, his delicate and immature face showed no expression at all, the thin bangs on his forehead blocked the bandaged eye, leaving only one eye exposed, the iris-colored eyes seemed to be lifeless. The stagnant water does not let in any light.

Chu Shu still held the lid of the trash can in his hand, and he didn't want to put it away for a while, so he looked at the boy for a few seconds.

It wasn't until the footsteps coming from behind became clearer that Chu Shu quickly put on his usual cute smile and discussed with the boy in not-so-fluent Japanese.

"Building a beautiful Yokohama depends on everyone, let's share the trash can to understand?"

The boy didn't speak, but just raised his head and glanced at him, then silently moved his body to the side, expressing his attitude with actions.

"Thank you!"

After getting permission, Chu Shu quickly got into the trash can. If he hadn't considered that there was another person in the trash can, he would have taken out 502 and glued the lid tightly.

The space in the trash can is limited, but fortunately, it is very clean and has no peculiar smell. An adult and a fifteen- or sixteen-year-old boy are squeezed into the narrow space. Their bodies are tightly pressed together. Chu Shu can even Smell the faint smell of medicine on the boy's body.

Speaking of which, he just noticed that the boy's face was wrapped with gauze and bandages. Did he die in a fight with his classmates?

A boy of this age is in the restless period of youth, and it is normal for him to have some friction with his peers, and some small fights.

There was a hole the size of a thumb in the body of the trash can, and a faint light shone in through the small hole, barely bringing some light to the narrow and dark space.

Through this weak light, Chu Shu looked at the boy opposite him calmly. He was busy hiding in the trash can just now and didn't look carefully. Only now did he notice that the boy was wearing a black suit.

Of course, he didn't doubt that this young man was in the same group as the group of black suits chasing him.It's just that he was chased by a group of guys in black suits for several streets just now, and now seeing this familiar set of equipment, he feels a little strange for no reason.

Yokohama's underground power usually prints the logo of their own organization on the back in order to distinguish between the enemy and us, so as to avoid embarrassing things like beating up my teammates. He didn't find any strange logos or signs on the boy's suit. logo.

Chu Shu reckoned which school this young man should be a student of. There are many schools in Japan whose male uniforms are all black suits, and judging from the young man's age, he should be a high school student.

There was a sudden sound of hurried and flustered footsteps outside, Chu Shu withdrew his gaze from the young man, and focused on observing the situation outside through the hole in the trash can.

The group of black suits chasing him was everywhere outside at the moment, and when they found out that he was lost, they searched for Chu Shu's whereabouts outside like headless chickens.

Chu Shu noticed that each of them had a dark wooden warehouse pinned to their waists.From the point of view of shape and texture, these wooden warehouses are not the batch of simulated wooden warehouses purchased from him.

According to the preliminary judgment, these should be real wooden warehouses that can really open a hole in his head.

This time it was completely overturned.

Chu Shu blinked.

He had only been in Yokohama for a few days when those black suits came to him, and he had no idea of ​​the complexity of this city.

So when the other party asked him mysteriously if there were any wooden warehouses for sale here, he sold the batch of simulated wooden warehouses at the bottom of the box without saying a word. 】

Later, he took this transaction record to the local police station to report it. Chu Shu originally thought that he could use this evidence to help the police crack down on crime. Being able to advertise his purchasing agent business can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

However, contrary to expectations, the police here did not care about the matter at all, and the way of handling this matter was quite negative.

Afterwards, Chu Shu was almost detained for trading with others without a business license.

This is outrageous, the real black and evil forces don't go to catch him, but come to embarrass him, an ordinary little purchasing agent.

It was also at that time that Chu Shu knew that Yokohama was a city that did not play cards according to common sense. The black is strong and the white is weak, and criminal forces are rampant. The police, who are regarded as a symbol of justice in the outside world, are just a display in this Yokohama.

……

Chu Shu raised his right hand and looked at the time on the watch through the dim light in the trash can.

It's 47:13, and it's [-]:[-] in [-] minutes. If you don't go back, you won't be able to catch up with the discounts in the supermarket near his home.

If you want to talk about what makes him most satisfied when he comes to Japan, it is definitely the discounts and promotions in supermarkets after [-] pm every day.

There is a large chain supermarket near the house Chu Shu is renting. Every day after [-]:[-] pm, the supermarket will sell some ingredients that have not been sold that day. Some expensive ingredients are sometimes only half price.

He originally planned to go back early today to buy some discounted beef and seafood for a long time to cook hot pot, but he was blocked by a group of black suits on the way, and now he can only curl up in the trash can and chew his fingers.

Chu Shu pursed his mouth a little sadly. Is the hot pot meal he has been studying for so long going to be ruined like this?

"Why are they chasing you?"

Suddenly, another person's voice came from the narrow space.

"Huh? Maybe it's because I have emergency syrup?"

Chu Shu was observing the situation outside through the hole of the trash can, and his attention was always on the group of black suits outside. When he heard this sentence, his brain didn't react for a while, and he subconsciously followed it.

"what is that?"

The boy tilted his head in confusion.

"Jizhi syrup? A kind of sugar?"

"To be precise, it's a medicine that can cure colds and coughs."

Chu Shu turned his head and smiled at the boy, stretched out his index finger to his lips, and made a silent gesture.

"Shh, I can't speak yet, it will be troublesome if they find out."

"There's a trash can here, that kid shouldn't be hiding in it."

As soon as the words fell, a black suit outside noticed the trash can in the corner, and he was walking towards it at the moment.

grass!Really what to say!

Seeing the black suit getting closer and closer to the trash can, Chu Shu frowned, raised his hand, and was about to open the lid of the trash can from the inside.

"What are you doing?"

The boy looked at him puzzled.

"Those people are still outside."

"So I have to go out." Chu Shu responded in not-so-fluent Japanese.

"Someone is coming this way. If he finds out that you are with me later, he will probably regard you as my accomplice."

Who knows if the group of angry black suits will let him go because he is still a child. The ethics of the outside world are not applicable in Yokohama. It's fine if he is hunted down, and he can't hurt this boy. Innocent teenager.

"Can you escape?"

The boy's voice was surprisingly calm, without the slightest ups and downs of emotion.

"should?"

Chu Shu blinked uncertainly.

"I got full marks in the 800 meters in my last physical fitness test."

While speaking, a shrill siren suddenly sounded outside.

"Damn it! The note is here, withdraw it quickly!"

The group of people in black suits who were still searching for Chu Shu's whereabouts cursed bitterly after hearing the siren of the police car, and quickly turned and evacuated from the place.

Although the police in Yokohama are just a display, these underground forces are not so brazen as to commit crimes under the noses of the police.

"lucky!"

After catching a glimpse of the group of black suits leaving outside, Chu Shu made a victory gesture, and the corners of his mouth couldn't stop rising.

"Thanks to my usual good deeds and good deeds, I was able to save the day at critical moments."

After boasting for a while, Chu Shu didn't come out of the trash can directly, but huddled in the trash can for a while, making sure that the group of black suits would not return halfway to give him a look back, and then silently walked out of the trash can. Open the lid of the trash can inside.

"Free air is nice."

The moment he came out of the trash can, Chu Shu took a deep breath of the fresh air outside, stretched his waist again, and stretched his muscles and bones. He huddled in such a narrow place just now, and his shoulders and waist almost didn't cramp.

There was no movement behind him for a long time, Chu Shu turned his head and found that the boy was still squatting in the trash can just now, and he didn't seem to have any intention of coming out.

"Is not you going home?"

Chu Shu lowered his head and looked at the time. It was already past six o'clock, and Japanese schools did not have evening self-study. At this time, both junior high school students and high school students should go home.

"Family?"

The young man blinked, and a trace of doubt flashed in the beautiful kite-colored eyes. Then he stretched out his right hand and pointed to the trash can under him. Chu Shu noticed that the young man's wrist was also wrapped with a bandage.

"This is my home."

For a moment, the key words "rebellious boy", "run away from home", "broken family", "lonely" flashed through Chu Shu's mind.

The boy's expression and tone of voice were surprisingly calm, and it was difficult to judge whether the boy ran away from home or if something happened at home and he could only live on the street based on these Chu books.

Generally speaking, the best solution to this kind of thing is to call the police.But after the last incident, Chu Shu completely lost confidence in the police in Yokohama, and begging them would be better than begging himself.

Chu Shu looked at the motionless young man huddled in the trash can, and he didn't know what was wrong with his brain. He stretched out his right hand towards the young man, and asked softly in his not-so-fluent Japanese, "Then you Want to go home with me?"