E1 boarded the plane with a small suitcase in hand. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info His seat was in the window of first class, and he sat down after putting the box away. Then, he changed into slippers, covered himself with a thin blanket, and began to close his eyes.

The melodious voice of the flight attendant was heard on the radio, and she was welcoming the passengers on the plane on behalf of the crew.

E1 closed his eyes and had a lot of thoughts: Wan Guohou flew to England because of business matters, and he was entrusted by Wan Guohou to go to Neon Country to do business. He really wanted to ask Wan Guohou why he didn't arrange for K1 and Z2 to do it, instead of handing over this obviously laborious and thankless errand to him.

But E1 didn't say these stupid words in the end, "The things that Hou Ye arranged, as long as he tried his best, he had his own reasons." E1 thought to himself.

The air conditioning on the plane seemed to be set a little low, and E1 felt a little cold and opened his eyes. The flight attendant happened to pass by, and E1 hurriedly beckoned. The flight attendant smiled and asked, "Hello, can I help you?"

"Give me another blanket. E1 looked at ANA's uniform: a lead-gray blouse and a charcoal-gray midskirt, which made the woman look elegant and seized.

"Okay, please wait. The stewardess left lightly, her slender and graceful back reminding E1 of the falling of the moon. He came back to his senses and glanced at his watch, half past five.

He leaned back on the couch, "I hope this Takagi isn't too hard to talk to." ”

At a quarter past ten, E1 finally arrived at its destination, a single-family house near Komaba in Meguro-ku, Tokyo.

E1 tidied up his clothes and pressed the doorbell of Takagi's house.

The sky was snowing lightly, and E1 wrapped his coat tightly. He had been waiting for three or four minutes, but no one from the Takagi family had come out to answer the door, and he couldn't help but glance at the lighted room upstairs with complaint.

E1 rang the doorbell two more times, and he was already so cold that he began to stomp his feet. When his feet were on the ground, there was a tingling sensation - his feet were going to freeze.

However, no one came to open the door, so E1 had to reluctantly take out his mobile phone and dial the phone number given to him by Wan Guohou. The phone rang, and an old, hoarse voice said with obvious displeasure, "Hey. ”

"Hello, is that Mr. Takagi?" E1 said respectfully in Japanese, "Sorry to excuse me." ”

"Who are you?"

"I'm E1, Mr. Kugayama sent me to Mr. Takagi, he should have said hello to you. E1 grabbed his phone, only to feel the cold wind pass through his fingers and pierce his face like the tip of a tiny needle.

"Oh, I asked. After saying that, the other party hung up the phone.

E1 was so angry that she almost cursed. He glanced at his watch, "It's ten twenty-five." If this stinky old man is still putting on a show, I'll go. E1 thought and rang the doorbell again.

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, but the Takagi family still didn't move. Just as E1 was so angry that he was about to leave, someone finally came out and opened the door.

The man wore a tweed cap, and his exposed hair was dyed silver-gray. Long bangs covered his entire forehead and right ear, giving him a mysterious look, an exaggerated stud on his exposed left ear, which was two fingers that were compared to a gesture of victory, and his eyeshadow was so thick that the dark blue heavy eyeshadow looked like dark circles. On top of that, his thin lips shimmered with a sparkling lip gloss. His facial features are three-dimensional, but the overly abrupt pointed nose spoils the overall beauty and makes him look unpleasant.

He was in a wheelchair with a thick plush coat wrapped around him. E1 couldn't tell his age, so he had to say hello, "Hello, I'm sent by Mr. Kugayama, my name is E1." ”

After opening the door, the man did not speak, he just slowly turned his wheelchair and walked up the slope in front of the villa. E1 hesitated slightly, then stepped forward to push him to the door.

The man led E1 to the dining room, where E1 spotted a hunchbacked old man with his back to him. The old man was arranging the plates on the table, and the food on the plates did not seem to have been touched.

E1 hesitated for a moment and said, "Mr. Takagi." ”

The old man turned, "Oh, it's you." He staggered to the side, "Have you eaten?"

"Not yet. "E1 is honest.

"Then you can eat a little. The old man said, pulling a chair out.

E1 hesitated for a few seconds, "Thank you very much, sorry for the trouble!" He bowed according to the etiquette of the neon people, then walked quickly to the table and sat down upright.

But the old man didn't sit down, he just stared at E1, "You eat, we've eaten." ”

E1 gives an embarrassed look at the "eyeshadow man" in his wheelchair, who is looking at him with a seductive smile.

"That'...... Sorry. With that, E1 took a big bite to eat. He was really hungry, and he had been freezing for about ten minutes just now, and he really needed something hot to replenish his strength.

"Don't worry, there's still in the kitchen. The old man said, "Eat slowly, and we'll clean up the room." ”

It was a strange statement, but E1 held back his curiosity, "Okay, thank you." He turned to look at the "eyeshadow man", "Thank you." ”

After both of them left, E1 thought to himself: Who would hire a "sissy" in a wheelchair and heavy makeup to be a servant? But if it's not a servant, why would he open the door?

Thinking of this, E1 felt a wave of nausea, and just as he couldn't eat anymore, he pushed the plate away.

E1 walked down the hallway and back into the living room. Just as the old man came down from upstairs, "You're done?"

"Yes, thank you for your hospitality. E1 replied, "Mr. Takagi, I'll get straight to the point, when are we going to get down to business?"

The old man looked at him in surprise, "Mr. Takagi?"

"Aren't you Mr. Takagi?" E1 asked, a bad feeling rising in his heart.

"You're mistaken, I'm Takagi. A shrill laugh rang out, and the "Eyeshadow Man" slowly pushed his wheelchair from another room to the living room.

E1 was stunned for a few seconds, "Are you Mr. Takagi?" and why is it ...... who answered the phone?" he looked at the old man.

"This is Omori. Takagi's voice was thin and high-pitched, and it sounded very harsh. "My servant. It's so late, who knows which nasty guy called. ”

E1 looked at Omori at a loss, and then at Konozo Takagi. "Sorry, I got the wrong person. He smiled apologetically, but his tone was neither humble nor arrogant, "I'm tired of Mr. Takagi opening the door for me." ”

Takagi Gongwang said lazily: "Jiu Ishan has called me, I know the purpose of your visit." ”

E1 nodded, "So, I'll accompany Mr. Takagi to the bank tomorrow?"

"Are you in such a hurry?" said Takagi Gongwang in a strange manner, "The money is in the bank, and it won't run away with long legs." ”

E1 pretended not to hear the other party's malice, "There are many dreams at night, and the matter about money is better solved as soon as possible." He coughed softly, "Otherwise, it will be another three years of delay." ”

Omori was furious, "You are so rude that you dare to speak to Mr. Takagi like this!"

Takagi Gongwang said disapprehantly: "Let him be, it's natural for dogs to bark, as a human being, do you still want to bark at him?"

E1 smiled, "As a human being, you naturally have to be trustworthy. Mr. Takagi owes Mr. Kugayama money for three years, and Mr. Kugayama does not pursue interest, which is already very worthy of you. ”

"Alright, you go and rest, Omori has cleaned up the room for you. As if he hadn't heard his sarcasm, Takagi said coldly, "I'll take you to the bank tomorrow." After saying that, he waved his hand, and Omori hurriedly staggered over and helped him push his wheelchair.

"Good, good night. E1 watched the master and servant enter the room, and breathed a sigh of relief.

The next morning, as soon as E1 walked down the stairs, he saw Takagi Kotoshi curled up in the leather sofa drinking red wine.

E1 nodded, "Mr. Takagi, morning." The latter smiled seductively and raised his glass, but did not speak.

Omori walked in, "It's time to eat." He watched Takagi finish a full glass of red wine before he struggled to carry Takagi to his wheelchair, cover him with a blanket, and then push him towards the restaurant.

Breakfast was very simple. E1 took a closer look and noticed that Takagi had eaten very little, but had drunk a lot of alcohol, while Omori looked calm, apparently accustomed to it.

"Mr. E1, your name is strange, I want to know, how did you buy your ticket?" Takagi Kowang drank half a bottle of wine before taking a small sip of tamagoyaki.

"I certainly have an official name. E1 replied, "But usually, my friends call me 'E1'. ”

"Oh. Well, I think you must have brought your ID. Takagi said.

"Do you want to see it?" E1 said, pausing his chopsticks.

"No, I don't. Takagi Gongwang's dark eyes shot a look of disgust under his long bangs, "I just want to be sure, after all, you need documents to buy a ticket." ”

"Tickets?" E1 asked in surprise, "you're going out?"

"We're going out, exactly. Takagi took a sip of wine and said with a grin. His teeth glowed softly like pearls in the red wine.

"The guy was smiling so arrogantly, as if he was showing off his teeth. E1 thought with a frown. He realized that the other party was waiting for his response, so he hurriedly said, "Where are we going?"

"Go get the money. Takagi Gongwang was a little dissatisfied, "Aren't you in a hurry? Why, now you are not in a hurry?"

"It's not. E1 was a little embarrassed and said, "I didn't think I would have to pick it up somewhere else, can't the bank in Tokyo pick it up?"

"I'm afraid not. Takagi said, raising the cup in his hand. He looked at E1 through the crystal glass, as if he were looking at the bacteria in a petri dish. "Your Japanese is so good that it amazes me, were you born in the Neon Country, or do you have Neon Countryers in your family?"

"Neither. E1 smiled modestly, "I'm Italian, born in Italy, and both parents are Italian. ”

"So you went to school in the Neon Country?"

"No, there isn't. "I just like to learn and have a bit of a talent for languages." ”

"You've definitely been in Neon Country, and your accent is definitely not something you can learn by listening to recordings. Takagi put down his glass, "If I didn't look at your face and just listen to you, I would definitely not believe that you were a foreigner." ”

E1 laughed, "I'll assume Mr. Takagi is complimenting me." But Mr. Takagi's accent doesn't seem to be so authentic. ”

"Hmph, I was born in England, and I learned Japanese later. Takagi said with a little dissatisfaction.

Without waiting for E1 to speak, he continued, "Originally, I wanted to arrange for you to go to some places to have fun, especially Yoshihara. He suddenly smiled ambiguously, "You haven't been to the custom shop, have you? ”

"I don't quite understand. E1 said dumbfounded.

"Have you ever felt a human bath towel?" said Takagi with a lewd smile, "The bath towel is smeared with a fragrant body soap, and it can also rotate automatically up and down to help you get rid of the fatigue and fatigue of the whole body." ”

E1 heard him say so explicitly, so he had to laugh dryly and say, "I'm not interested in the custom shop." ”

"It's a shame. Takagi Gongwang smacked his mouth, "You can't go by yourself, they generally don't accept foreign guests." ”

"I'm not really interested. E1 said helplessly, "I'm here for a clear purpose. ”

"Oh. Takagi rolled his eyes, he obviously didn't like E1's businesslike tone.

"Can I ask which city bank we are going to?" E1 shrugged, "I still can't believe that Mr. Takagi's house is so gorgeous that he has to go to a bank in another place to withdraw money." ”

"Money is not exposed, you know a fart. Takagi raised his head arrogantly, his nostrils facing E1.

"Mr. Takagi, you still haven't answered my question. E1 looked away.

"Have you ever been to Switzerland?"

E1 was stunned, "No, what's wrong?"

"Well, you're going to feel it. Takagi laughed again, patting his legs under the table, "I can ask you to go skiing, but I hope you don't be as unlucky as I am." ”

E1 stared at Kotozo Takagi, "Mr. Takagi, your legs...... Is it because of skiing?"

"Alas. Takagi sighed exaggeratedly, and then gently played with his bangs with his hand. That look of self-pity made E1 feel sick, and the only trace of sympathy in his heart was immediately gone.

"Young Master. Omori walked in at this time, "I can't buy today's ticket, tomorrow at eleven o'clock at noon, is it okay?"

Takagi looked at E1, who immediately said, "I don't have a problem. ”

"Then it's decided. Takagi grinned, "Mr. E1, we'll go to Zurich tomorrow, and then I'll take you to the bank and withdraw the money from your master." ”

E1 wiped his mouth with a tissue, "Thank you, Mr. Takagi, for the trouble." He had a humble smile on his face, but his heart was full of uneasy gloom: Why the bank in Zurich, Switzerland?