The snake easily took away the four beautiful girls as everyone expected, making the pedestrians on the street whisper, and the four watery cabbages were spoiled again, and pointed at Wakaba who remained in place, and at this time there were no gorgeous flowers, and they all noticed the 'background' that had been unknown from the beginning.

Wakaba turned a deaf ear to the comments of the people around him, even if he was branded with shameful words like 'coward' and 'coward', Wakaba didn't feel annoyed, but rather amused.

What is self-righteousness? These mediocre people, who don't even dare to speak out loud, are the real cowards, cowards, who are afraid of the gangsters, but put these titles on the head of Wakaba in disguise.

People never look down and care about the thoughts of ants under their feet, or even offend, unless they are crawling on their bodies to make people feel uncomfortable, and kind-hearted people can bounce off casually, and some may be pinched to death casually.

Ruoye's attitude towards these ordinary people is like this.,、Estes、The same is true of Poison Island Tsuneko.,The head snake is the ant that crawls up without interest.,Coincidentally,,It's good.、Estes is not a kind-hearted person.,Poison Island Tsunza is a fairy-like woman.,Beautiful but deadly.。

Wakaba had already anticipated the miserable fate of the self-righteous land snake and his younger brothers, and did not follow the idea of going over to take a look, looking around, and saw on a wall in the shadows that he wanted to find in a place where there was a lot of traffic.

There is no shortage of such things as small advertisements, and Japan is no different.

Wakaba dialed the number, and was picked up three seconds after opening.

"Hey, what do you need?"

Wakaba raised his eyebrows, the voice on the other side of the phone was beyond his expectations, if he didn't use a voice changer, it should be a lively girl... Are girls so good now?

"ID card. ”

"Just an ID card?"

The girl who answered the phone was full of disappointment in her rhetorical question, and then enthusiastically promoted it.

"Hukou booklets, bus cards, marriage certificates, subsistence allowance cards, social security cards, medical cards, etc. can all be handled. ”

Wakaba raised his eyebrows, his face was a little strange, and he thought about it and said:

"For five people, you need it in three hours at the latest, and you have to be able to do it, and you can also do it with a bus card, a social security card, and a medical card. ”

"No problem, but if it costs 50,000 US dollars, pay me 20,000 yuan as a deposit. ”

The girl on the opposite side answered in one bite, and the lion opened her mouth to ask for the price.

Wakaba smiled, not caring.

"Deal, I'll give cash. ”

"Huh?"

When the girl heard this, she suddenly became alert, her identity was problematic and could not be exposed, and she suspected that Wakaba was a hostile force 'fishing' and wanted to arrest her.

Wakaba could roughly guess the doubts of the girl on the other end of the phone, looked up at the surrounding buildings, and chuckled:

"I don't need so many documents if I can transfer money, I'm in 4-chome in Ginza right now, so if I want to trade, I can come to the coffee shop on the fourth floor of RICON. ”

The girl didn't give an immediate answer, and whispered to another girl, covering the microphone, but it didn't play a role in hiding Wakaba.

Wakaba curled the corners of her mouth and approached the RICON department store on the left, patiently waiting for the girl opposite to discuss.

Wakaba opened the glass door, and a waitress wearing a classic white shirt and black vest from a coffee shop stepped forward, bowed slightly, and asked with a formulaic smile:

"Welcome, sir.

Are you alone or have an appointment?"

"And so on. ”

Wakaba picked a nearby one and sat down, and said familiarly:

"Give me a latte, no sugar, no milk. ”

"Yes, sir.

A latte, no sugar, no milk. ”

The waitress bowed slightly and turned to leave.

Not long after, the girl gave Wakaba's own answer.

"Okay, I'll send someone over to get the money and photos now!"

"Table Three. ”

Wakaba told the other party his desk number, then hung up the phone and waited quietly.

From the perspective of business scope, the other party is obviously an expert in handling documents, and generally dares to boast that such a complete set is someone from the relevant departments behind it, and the network must be wide, after all, which documents are not solved by one department... However, the price of doing this line is also limited to a certain range of fluctuations.

All walks of life have their own rules and prices, and although the time of three hours is urgent, $50,000 is too exaggerated.

50,000 US dollars is not a small number, judging from the bilingual price of various coffees on the corner of the table, it is equivalent to more than 5.6 million yen. More than 5.6 million yen to 6 million yen, the purchasing power in Japan can buy a lot of supplies, food for 100 people a month, a large amount of medicine...

In short, it can be almost concluded that this girl who is applying for a certificate is either a novice who needs a lot of money to honor her superiors, or she is a pure wild person who relies on other ways to make money.

Tsk, sure enough, the water in the fourth-level world is very deep.

···

Wakaba didn't wait long, about seven or eight minutes, the coffee was still a little shallow and unfinished, a young man who was dressed like an ordinary urban boy, but his eyes were bright and sharp, and his short hair was partially dyed yellow but there was no disgusting sense of gangsterism, pushed the door in, and came to Wakaba under the guidance of the waitress.

Hmm, mercenaries?

Wakaba looked at the resolute face in front of him, who seemed to be two years older than him, thoughtfully. Ordinary people may think that the other party is a handsome guy full of spirit, but Wakaba is keenly aware of the breath of the same kind in the past, which is the temperament condensed after experiencing real life and death fighting, licking blood from the knife edge.

Wakaba quietly stretched out his hand to make a gesture of please sit, and said with a smile:

"What do you want to drink?"

The boy refused without hesitation:

"No, are the documents and cash ready, and what identity do you need?"

Wakaba pushed the materials he had just prepared, a brown paper bag, in front of the boy.

"It's all in there, and it's okay to be my age, but with a high degree of freedom. ”

"Understood. ”

The young man's answer was succinct, and he put away the brown paper bag and prepared to get up and leave.

Knock!

Wakaba knocked lightly on the table, and the young man who was about to leave was stunned with a word, and his eyes sharpened.

"Do you want to sell information?"

Pitfall!?

Arigo (Argo) felt a beat in his heart, and the conspiracy theory instantly came to mind, and his hand subconsciously touched his waist, which made his hands and feet cold, because he didn't touch anything.

The silver short knife in Wakaba's hand, which was longer than an ordinary dagger, flew between his fingers, moving as smart as a butterfly through a flower, looking at the young man with a stagnant face and constricted pupils, he smiled and said:

"Don't be nervous, little brother, I'm new to life, I just want to know a little bit about the city of Tokyo. ”

Hearing this, Arigo did not relax, stared at Wakaba tightly, and said with a cold expression:

"What do you want to know?"

Wakaba made a movement in his hand, threw the short knife to the young man, and said:

"It would be enough to briefly describe the various forces in Tokyo and the events that have taken place in recent years. ”

PS:Argo is a transliteration.,It's also Argo on Baidu.,The subtitle translation of the anime is enlightened.,The author bacteria follow the anime subtitles.,If you're not used to it, leave a message in the book review area.。