"Hey ......"

Mochizuki Ayano poked "Sosuke Araki" in the back with her hand through the quilt.

Professional habits tell her that something doesn't seem right.

Doesn't feel right to the touch...... The sound is also a little too quiet...... Ups and downs without breathing......

Then, in the surprised eyes of Kotori Yumayu, she rudely lifted Sousuke Araki's quilt.

"Sure enough......"

The quilt was empty except for three pillows wrapped together.

"Huh? I've been at the door...... How did this guy get away...... It's the second floor......"

The agent in charge of guarding the door looked dazed.

"There must be something wrong with this guy, otherwise how could he run away with a weak heart...... Sure enough, he is the one behind all this...... Could it be that he is an IBM 700......"

Ayano Mochizuki, who was angry, immediately reasoned with a deep frown......

"Issue a wanted warrant immediately, and you must arrest the man with a criminal face!"

"Maybe it was just going out for a walk......"

Seeing that Ayano, who had always been cold, began to go berserk, the two hurriedly persuaded.

After all, after retrieving the VR action movie consumption records and surveillance footage in the Internet café last night, it fully proves that Sousuke Araki, who has been in the Internet café all day and has just put on his pants, did just happen to appear there.

And after waking up, Sousuke Araki also cooperated with the questioning, conducted a grievance and spiritual power test, and signed a relevant "confidentiality agreement".

Therefore, in the eyes of the two, Sousuke Araki, who is unusual, is just a good citizen who "assists in the investigation" and "acts bravely", and does not need special supervision like a criminal suspect.

"By the way, why don't you give him a call and ask......"

With that, the agent pulled out his phone.

"How naïve! How can a prisoner who has absconded in fear of crime answer your call...... That's right, the phone! Let the information group immediately locate his mobile phone, with that guy's IQ, he shouldn't have any experience in anti-reconnaissance, at most he will turn it off, and he can't think of removing the battery......"

Mochizuki Ayano continued to rampage.

Unexpectedly, Sousuke Araki on the other end of the phone immediately picked up the phone.

"Hey, Araki-kun, can you hear me...... You're so noisy over there...... Where have you been, didn't the hospital let you observe for a day before you were discharged......"

It seemed to be noisy on the other end of the phone, and you could hear the sound of traffic.

After a few hurried words, the agent reluctantly hung up the phone.

"Well, has that guy already fled to the port of Yokohama ready to smuggle in...... In that case, it might be too late to contact the police station over there......"

Mochizuki Ayano immediately asked.

"Araki-kun is now in Ikebukuro Chinatown, and he says he's getting ready for a haircut and has an important interview in the afternoon...... By the way, he also said that after being 'electrotherapy' last night, there were no sequelae at all, but he felt unusually comfortable all over his body for some reason, so he didn't go back to the hospital, and asked us to help him handle the discharge ......"

The agent explained with a wry smile.

"How is that possible...... This guy must be steadying you with lies...... It's better to arrest him back first......"

"Section Chief...... Calm down...... In the current situation, we are not in a position to issue a warrant for him......"

Looking at the chaotic ward, the little bird Yu Zhengong quietly put down the flowers at the head of the bed and retreated silently.

Since Araki-sensei is not here, there is no need for her to stay long.

……

Toshima-ku, Ikebukuro Chinatown.

A suspicious-looking man with a hat, sunglasses and a mask walked into a hairdresser with a dilapidated lamp at the door.

The interior of the salon is extremely small, with only two seats, and the décor is still in the style of the last century.

"Welcome to ......"

Inside the store, a boss with muscles all over his body and tattoos on his arms greeted lazily with a newspaper in his hand.

The full-page cover of the newspaper reads "The famous actress Youyou Muxi's husband cheated on her and had an affair with many men and women".

In the small corner of the middle of the newspaper, the small words "Ikebukuro police chased the fugitive late at night and engaged in a fierce shootout" can still be seen.

Seeing that the man who entered the door was dressed as a "wanted criminal", the uncle quietly held the scissors on the side.

"Uncle Mo......" the man greeted in pure Dragon Country.

"Zong...... Sousuke? ”

When the "suspicious" man removed his sunglasses and mask and saw his face, the barbershop owner put the scissors back.

"Poof...... Did you kid cut off your hair with a knife in a fight? That's a life......"

Seeing Sosuke Araki, who was sitting in front of the mirror and taking off his hat as a "mouthless hair dryer", the barbershop owner couldn't help but laugh.

The nose of the plane, which he was proud of and heroic, now has no "head".

As if it had been run over by a weeder, there was only a neat slash left in front of his forehead.

"Uncle Mo, don't laugh, I've been unlucky lately. Hey, I have an interview in the afternoon, can you help me rescue it......"

"Hey, you're ...... I'll do my best......"

Sosuke Araki had a melancholy look on his face, and let Uncle Mo, who was holding back a smile, operate on his head.

From the time he woke up from the hospital to the present, the serene smile on Miss Sawada's face when she left is still clearly still in his mind.

He deeply regrets this beautiful neighbor who only has a few faces, but because she went astray and took revenge on society, he suffered "misfortune".

This made him not in the mood to regret that he had inherited the head of the plane from the former head of the Immortal Bird Runaway Regiment.

Hair can grow longer when it is gone, but people cannot be resurrected when they die, and a brilliant life is just gone before their eyes.

The first time I saw each other's faces, it turned out to be the last time.

He did not expect that today's Japan would have to take such a big risk even if it was engaged in the "telephone application business".

It also made him more convinced that only with the ability to be self-reliant would he not be forced by life and bewitched by demons like Miss Sawada, and finally fall into the endless abyss.

This further motivates him to work hard.

So he slipped out of the hospital early in the morning to "do his hair".

In the afternoon, Xingping introduced, even if it is the work of sending action movies to the door, you must find a way to win it!

The shop is located in a modest barber shop in Ikebukuro Chinatown, and he regularly patronizes it.

The shopkeeper, Uncle Mo, is a native of the Dragon Kingdom, and he used to be a senior on the road, and when he was at his most beautiful, he once served as a cadre assistant for Nuluo Boxing.

After Uncle Mo washed his hands, he opened this dilapidated barber shop, specializing in the business of "brothers", and was good at trimming various hairstyles with criminal characteristics, such as explosive heads, airplane heads, oily heads, back heads, bald heads, and middle points.

Inadvertently, you can always see that Uncle Mo's left hand has only half a little finger left.

Washing hands of the golden basin is not without a price.

Haircuts in Japan are expensive, and the average affordable beauty salon, just an ordinary trim, often starts at 3,000 yen.

Uncle Mo, although there is no amiable service attitude of the beauty shop, free coke, drinks and even umbrellas, there are no beautiful hair washing and massage services.

But the advantage is that it is cheap and sharp.

Thinking so crankily, Sosuke Araki fell asleep in his chair again.

In his sleep, he seemed to see Miss Sawada lying in his arms again, and he pulled off the bloody mask with difficulty......

You're really beautiful.

After about an hour, Sosuke Araki was woken up by Uncle Mo.

"Hey, Sousuke, look at ......"

He opened his sleepy eyes in confusion and looked into the mirror in front of him.