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A business van is parked on the side of the road.

"Thank you, Mr. Dojima!"

In the passenger seat, Yuki Watanabe put down his phone and stared at the road outside the car window.

This road is the only way to return to Tokyo, and Dojima Silver just said nothing on the phone, only revealing the license plate number of the sports car to her, vaguely expressing a certain meaning.

In fact, Yuki Watanabe almost interviewed Xia Yu last night, but he was stopped by Dojima Silver and couldn't get closer.

It didn't take long for a red sports car to sped away.

"Keep up—"

Yuki Watanabe said excitedly, greeting the driver.

As they were about to return to Tokyo via the expressway, Yuki Watanabe was desperate to know the identity of the mysterious chef, a young 'quasi' special chef, and if he agreed to Taste Weekly publishing his biographical profile and recipes, then Yuki Watanabe could already imagine how the next few issues of the magazine would sell well and attract the attention of Quan Neon.

The tracking of the commercial vehicle may not have aroused Ryoko Lina's alarm, and the two cars one after the other, about 2 hours later, slowly drove into the old shopping street of Amiyokocho.

"Here...... It's desolate!"

Looking through the car window, Yuki Watanabe stared out the window.

As soon as the car drove from the new neighborhood to the old neighborhood, a desolate atmosphere came to the face.

On both sides of the street, passers-by are scarce, not to mention, the key is the shops along the street, and nine times out of ten the doors are closed.

Yuki Watanabe has been to the area before, and there are even two good ramen restaurants and izakayas, and they have been featured in the Tokyo area special recommendation column of Taste Weekly.

It seems like just two or three months ago.

It's only been less than half a year, and this old street, which is full of humanistic customs, has it fallen to such a state? Yuki Watanabe felt sorry.

The red sports car ended up parked in front of a small three-story building.

"Stop-"

Yuki Watanabe asked the driver to stop, looked through the car window, saw the signboard hanging on the first floor of the small building, and subconsciously read out: "Xia's Chinese restaurant?"

"Do you want to go down?" asked the driver.

"Wait. Yuki Watanabe said. In her field of vision, a man and a woman walked down from a red sports car about twenty meters away.

The slender woman dressed in a white shirt and jeans, of course Yuki Watanabe knew, there was a touch of excitement in her eyes, but she didn't expect it to be the heroine of the IGO neon department, Ryoko Lina, the idol of countless neon female chefs!

As for the man......

Yuki Watanabe looked at it and gasped.

Last night by the lake, the light was not very good, she could only vaguely observe that Xia Yu was very young, but he never thought that this "young" was actually underage!

"You look like a high school student, right?" Yuki Watanabe couldn't help but think.

Ryoko Rina apparently spotted the car and cast a glance at it, and Yuki Watanabe's heart shuddered, knowing that it had been discovered.

Xia Yu actually found the car as well.

The whole block, just Ryoko's car and the business car, he couldn't pay attention to it if he wanted to.

Without thinking too much, Xia Yu found the key and got out of the car to open the door.

"Bang!"

Pushing open the door of the store that had been closed for a week, a small shadow slipped in before him. Seeing this, Xia Yu couldn't help but shake his head and laugh, "This little thing is homesick too!"

The store is still neat and tidy, and it is in the same condition as it was a week ago. Xia Yu's fingers casually stroked the table and chairs, and then raised his hand to look at it, his fingers were clean and not stained with a trace of dust.

"Meow—"

Suddenly, a somewhat poignant call came from the second floor.

What's wrong?

Xia Yu's complexion changed slightly, and when he walked past the storefront, and when he passed by the open kitchen, he cast a glimpse into the kitchen through the glass window, and then he was shocked as if he had been struck by lightning.

Disorderly!

The cabinet doors were all opened, and the bottles and jars were either dropped on the kitchen counter, or shattered on the floor, and the glass slag was all over the floor.

The cat's voice is on the second floor, could it be that the second floor has also suffered?

I didn't care about changing my shoes, so I rushed up to the living room on the second floor.

Sure enough, the doors of the two bedrooms were greatly opened, turning over the cabinets or something, and the place where the sight could be seen was a mess, but wherever there were cabinets and things that might be hidden, they were all turned over.

"Burglary?"

Xia Yu took a deep breath and took out his mobile phone to call the police.

He didn't move anything, beckoned to the cat that was chirping, and carried the little thing downstairs.

After a while, sirens sounded through the old shopping street.

Several police cars from the Taito Ward Police Department were parked outside the door, and uniformed police officers came in and out.

A middle-aged man in an overcoat bowed slightly to Ryoko Lina before taking out a pen and notebook and asking Xia Yu.

"Mr. Xia, our police officers have checked that your small shop has not lost any valuable property, computers and laptops are there, so the possibility of 'theft of property' has been ruled out for the time being......"

The middle-aged man said slowly, looking at Xia Yu, probably because of his nationality, and asked in particular: "Do you have any losses in cash or jewelry?"

Xia Yu shook his head.

"I don't have a habit of storing cash at home. As for the jewelry, not even more!"

"Is that ......?"

The middle-aged man hesitated.

Xia Yu didn't expect to call the police this time, and he actually alarmed a police department. This police department should be the Taito City Police Department's Criminal Division 3 to manage theft cases.

About half an hour later, the search officer reported the situation to the police department leading the team.

"The suspect entered the house through the side door, we did not take suspicious fingerprints on the doorknob, and the suspect did not leave any hair or other evidence while rummaging through the room. ”

"Did you get anything out of the surveillance video nearby?" the middle-aged police department frowned.

"No, street footage shows that everything is fine. ”

Eventually, several police cars whistled their horns and left.

Xia Yu returned to the store and asked Ryoko Rina to help clean the kitchen together.

Carrying a large bag of garbage to the door, Ryoko Rina turned her back to the kitchen and stopped and asked, "Who do you think caused such a theft?"

"I guess it's an attempted theft, I didn't lose anything. ”

Xia Yu shrugged his shoulders, seemingly calm, but in fact, he was suppressing the anger in his heart.

Think about it.

Recently, he has offended the most ruthlessly, except for the group of people from the 'Food Club', who else?

But did the 'Gourmet Society' carry out such a burglary in order to find something from his house? If it were to vent its anger, wouldn't it be better to directly cause an accident in the house.

Linked to the Tokyo Three Tigers Construction Company, a subsidiary of the 'Gourmet Club', which is buying stores in the shopping street on a large scale, Xia Yu faintly feels that the 'Gourmet Club' may not be capricious and wealthy, but with some unknown intentions.

"That's right!"

With a slap on his forehead, seeing Ryoko Lina lift a bag of garbage out of the store door, Xia Yu quickly turned around and looked at the big water tank in the corner of the kitchen.

The kitchen has been remodeled, and this thing is in the corner, inconspicuous.

The water was very cold, and when he reached in, Xia Yu shivered.

"It's cold—"

Soon, a smooth pebble-like egg stone was found from the water tank, and Xia Yu was faintly relieved.

One of the things that Xia Restaurant is not like is that you can't lose it.

"System, is there any identification result for this stone?"

Backbite.

The data pops up. (To be continued.) )