I am practicing in Tokyo

Chapter 98 Smiling Salesman

"It's right here. Zhou Chiping, sir."

Director Asakura, who had just been full of official accents, nodded and bowed, leading Zhou Chiping, who had a straight back, to the interrogation room in the police station. As the chief of the Hachioji City Police Department under the jurisdiction of the Tokyo Metropolitan Government, he had seen this from afar.

As a young Chief Cabinet Secretary, he will not engage in dramas of contradicting his superiors.

"Open the door and let us in."

Zhou Thiping, who looked gloomy, gave orders in a cold voice. If Fujii Shu was violently interrogated, he would pay Director Asakura ten times, no! Nine times!

The usually thin interrogation room door was now thicker than the ancient city gate in front of Director Asakura. He stretched out his trembling hand and used all his strength to push it open gently.

"This girl card of mine, the prize A drawn from the gashapon machine, is worth thirty-five thousand yen!"

"Come on, that is the first edition of the Blue-Eyes White Dragon signed by Mr. Takahashi. It is numbered very high and is worth a car."

The room was unexpectedly peaceful. Two detectives with airplane heads were looking at photos of Yu-Gi-Oh cards in their respective collections on their mobile phones with Fujii. Chief Asakura breathed a secret breath. Fortunately, no violence was actually used.

He seemed to have forgotten Fujii's amazing record.

"Fujiiki-san, I was entrusted by Miss Kamiya to take you out."

Zhou Thiping pushed away Director Asakura who was in the way and walked into the interrogation room first. After seeing Fujii's face clearly, he nodded slightly as if he had some understanding.

So it’s time for our high mountain flower to have a sweetheart. This young man can fight one against a hundred, so he can’t be a big monster that can take the form of a human, right?

"Everyone, please call me on Line. I have to leave."

Fujii put away his cell phone and said goodbye to the two detectives who were having a lively conversation. After knowing through their conversational skills that they were both poker players, these two guys even reminded themselves not to say anything more until the government-sponsored lawyer arrived.

With Chief Asakura here, they had no choice but to secretly greet each other with their eyes.

He also looked like he wasn't having enough of the conversation.

"You should know how to end the good deeds you have done!"

Before Zhou Thiping left, he specifically pointed at Chief Asakura's shoulder. The system was different. It was impossible to fire this guy on the spot. If he couldn't see the finishing work, he would have to ask the senior officials of the Metropolitan Police Department.

Let’s have a talk over dinner, but this time the demerit is missing, and we will focus on monitoring it in the future.

"Hi! I will punish those who cause trouble severely, and I will never let a criminal go. Please walk slowly. Do you need a police car to escort you?"

Director Asakura, who bent his head at 90 degrees, took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from his forehead after seeing off Zhou Chiping and Fujii Shu, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

"What are you doing standing still? Why don't you go to the hospital to guard those troublesome gangsters? If one of them escapes, the monthly bonus will be halved!"

Noticing that there were still two detectives watching the show in the interrogation room, Chief Asakura returned to his old style and kicked them out.

Yamashita Akihisa, you have made such a big fuss and provoked such a powerful official. The Buddha will not be able to help you.

He blamed others for his faults, his eyes flickered, and he looked unhappy.

After going through a series of procedures and signing a bunch of documents, Fujii finally walked out of the police station. He explained clearly what happened again. Unlike the helpless Rie Watanabe, looking at the panic attitude of the police chief, Rin Kamiya

The person invited must have a high status and power.

"I understand. The compensation that should be paid is not less than a cent, and the jail time that should be spent is not less than a day. They will pay the price."

Zhou Chiping asked Fujii Shu to pat his shoulder, and asked if he wanted to be picked up before getting in the car. Fujii Shu shook his head because he saw Kamiya Rin standing across the road, carrying two long packages.

Is she here too? It seems like she really values ​​this kid!

Zhou Chiping asked him to press the window switch. Kamiya Rin and him nodded to each other, said nothing, and left in silence in the car.

"This incident can be reported to the newspaper, but our Fujii-kun cannot leak any information. Do you understand?"

Zhou Qiping, who was in the car, ordered the confidential secretary who was with him to issue orders. They could still achieve this level of information blockade.

"Hi! We will contact the major news organizations immediately."

The subordinate replied in the affirmative, and Zhou Chiping looked at the boy and girl looking at each other across the road in the rearview mirror, showing a pleased smile.

"Are you planning to force your way in like this?"

Fujii waited until the light turned green and crossed the street, asking Rin Kamiya who was carrying a weapon.

"It's just a worst-case scenario. Uncle Zhou Qi still has some energy. It's just a backup measure."

The expressionless Kamiya Rin didn't know how to face Fujii Shu, so she could only keep a cold face and maintain her usual ladylike demeanor.

"Miss Kamiya, this is a serious crime, and I am only temporarily detained, so there is no need to take this risk."

Fujii Shu sighed, are all eldest ladies willful creatures without common sense?

"No! You are very important. You are an important member of Yubai Shrine."

Kamiya Rin turned his face sideways, but there was still a word he didn't say.

For me, it's even more so.

She thought, couldn't someone who was so slow not be able to detect her thoughts?

I don’t want to change my name and join the family’s intrigues!

Fujii, who was not slow, complained in his heart that although Rin Kamiya was a heart-warming beauty, freedom was more valuable in his opinion.

He and she were suspicious of each other and drifted apart together.

——

In early October, there was an endless desert on the border of the United States.

Coster covered the bullet wound in his abdomen, moved his exhausted body, and walked on the desolate, hot, and desperate land. This place is the border between the United States and Mexico, and there may not be anyone living for dozens of kilometers.

His wound came from the gang fight last night. Fortunately, the location was not fatal. After a simple bandage, it only affected the speed of his movement.

Even more fortunately, both himself and his enemies were dead. He was carrying a pocket full of old hundred-dollar bills, which amounted to millions. However, his car broke down in the middle of the night, and he could only try to cross the long no-man's land on foot.

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Holding the money bag with his left hand, covering the wound with his right hand, and with a Colt 38-caliber revolver on his waist, he looked very much like the escaped hero in a western movie, but unfortunately he was not accompanied by a beautiful blonde and big boobs.

Climbing up a high slope, I stopped in the shadow of a big tree. A melodious harmonica sound came from behind the trunk of the tree.

"Click!"

Coster raised his revolver and no matter how good he played the harmonica, he was still a threat, especially when he was carrying a bag of cash and was injured.

The melodious and ethereal harmonica sounded for a long time, so long that Coster could memorize the melody by repeating it several times.

"What song is this, amigo (friend)?"

Coster asked curiously. The music has a desolate atmosphere, which fits the current desert and the current atmosphere very well.

"The harmonica that opens the first episode of Cowboy Bebop, the customer with no name."

A dwarf about 1.2 meters tall walked out from behind the tree trunk, wearing a black suit and tie, smiling, carrying a black box, and wearing a round hat on his head.

"Bang!"

Pillars of dust flew around the feet of the dwarf in a suit. It was Coster who fired the gun. He was reminding the other party that he had a gun and his marksmanship was good.

"Don't be nervous, it's not good for your health. I'm just a salesman. Fair trade. One thing for one thing. The goods are genuine."

Raising one hand, the dwarf in a suit stepped forward without showing any signs of nervousness. Coster pulled the trigger, but it didn't sound. He turned the revolver magazine again, but there was still a dud.

"You must be very thirsty. I have water here, but I need to trade it."

Opening a corner of the black box, he took out a bottle of mineral water without a label, and the dwarf in a suit handed it over.

Coster moved his eyes from the mineral water bottle to the face of the dwarf in a suit. This guy always maintained a mysterious smile. It was hard for people to believe that there was nothing wrong with his water.

"Your marksmanship is good. In exchange for this bottle of water that can cure all diseases, sign your name and it will be a fair transaction."

Seeing that Coster was suspicious, the dwarf in a suit unscrewed the cap of the bottle himself and took a long sip to prove its safety.

A cure-all?

Coster looked at his gunshot wound. This was not a fatal disease. He had advanced lung cancer and could not live for a few months.

The dwarf in the suit also took out a document in a decent manner, handed it to Coster, and asked him to press his index finger on the blank signature area.

What kind of tricks are you playing? Hum, I'll just play with you.

Coster pressed his fingers, and as soon as he touched the document, he felt a stinging burning sensation. The A4-sized paper document seemed to have been pulled out of his body. It burned into ashes all over the sky and got into his suit.

Gnome's black box.

"The deal is done and my time is up. It's time to go to the last stop of this tour, Tokyo."

The dwarf in a suit locked the black box and raised his hand to look at his watch. Before his voice could be heard, the man disappeared into the void in front of him.

Somewhat interesting.

Coster aimed at the center of the tree trunk and fired a shot. There was no bullet jam, but the impact point was greatly offset, and the shooting feeling was unusually jerky, just like a rookie who had just touched a gun.

He can become the only lucky man left in the gang fight, and his marksmanship plays a large part. Now the gang will not be able to join the gang.

I still have money and a bottle of water, water that can cure all diseases.

He unscrewed the bottle cap and drank it all without hesitation. After being thirsty for a whole day and night, he felt that water was sweet for the first time. It was so sweet that it filled the heart and spleen, making people extremely happy.

"Cough! Cough!"

A large stream of black liquid spit out from his mouth, and the fishy smell made people frown. Coster covered his upper abdomen, and the gunshot wound miraculously healed.

"Haha, haha! What a miracle from God..."

He threw his head back and laughed. The ups and downs of life are nothing more than this.

"Bang--!"

Gunshots rang out in the empty wasteland, and Coster, who had just recovered, exploded with blood in his chest and fell to the ground.

Thirty minutes later, a patient hunter walked up to him with a dog and a bolt-action rifle on his back, stepping on the sand and dust.

“It’s been a great harvest, and I can finally stop doing this business.”

The hunter opened his bag, whistled, and stepped into the desolate red earth, the red primitive land, under the eyesless eyes of Kosco, who died with his eyes open.

A business card belonging to a dwarf dressed in black floated in the wind from the corner to his hand, with Chinese characters underlined in Japanese.

“Smiling Recommender/Yoshimura Uber.”

(End of chapter)