Iwamoto leaned against the shadows in the corner, his eyes staring fiercely at the White Bear Cafe.

It was the woman here who not only made his successful mission a failure, but also made him pay the price.

The thought of escaping from the police car just now, Iwamoto couldn't help but feel palpitations.

If it weren't for the great cost of borrowing the power of 'that'.

He must have been in the cell by now.

No!

It's in the intensive care unit.

Kill this woman first!

Then, kill that girl again!

These two people, no matter what, can't be let go!

However, the girl ......

The thought of Sakura's punch made this killer a little frightened.

That kind of punch is beyond common sense.

What kind of person would be a person with such a punch?

The answer is self-evident.

The world!

He, a person who is hovering on the periphery of the inner world, is naturally impossible to make a direct move.

So, he chose Hui Lijing.

In his opinion, Hui Lijing is the best soft persimmon.

Jingle bells!

A doorbell rings in the distance.

A bald old man with a kind face walked out.

This old man, Iwamoto has just met.

It seems to be the grandfather of one of the children just now.

In short, an inconsequential person.

Therefore, Iwamoto just glanced at it and stopped paying attention.

He was more concerned about the timing of killing Hui Lijing.

And while Iwamoto was waiting, the bald old man actually walked over.

Looking at this scene, Iwamoto frowned.

As with any plan, the most worrying thing is the accident.

Do you want to kill this old man?

will cause some trouble.

But as long as I handle it well enough, it's no problem.

After all, this old man looks a bit like Alzheimer's at first glance.

Thinking of this, Iwamoto immediately confirmed that there was no one around, and rushed to the front of the bald old man with an arrow.

"If you want to blame it, blame your bad life!"

"Die!"

Iwamoto muttered in a low voice, raised his right hand high, and then slashed it down.

He is the most professionally trained killer.

With a single hand knife, you can easily split five bricks.

Don't say an old man with such a hand knife.

Even if you are in the prime of life, as long as you take a beat, you can't bear it.

The bald old man didn't seem to react at all.

With a smile on his face.

It was only when the hand knife was about to fall on top of his head that he turned his head.

Syllable!

The knife slammed into the bald old man's shoulder.

After a crisp sound, it is ...... Pain!

Click, click!

The sound of bones breaking came from the shoulder that came into contact with the bald old man, Iwamoto was stunned for a moment, and then, the pain suddenly spread, and snot and tears flowed uncontrollably.

"How-how?"

Iwamoto muttered subconsciously.

His gaze was a little glazed.

It seems impossible to accept reality.

The bald old man is still smiling.

It seems to be extremely 'nuclear good'.

Under Iwamoto's attention, the bald old man also raised his right arm.

Then, smash it down.

Bang!

In the dull sound.

Iwamoto disappeared in place.

Or, more precisely, ...... Smash!

Turned into powder.

After the evening wind blows, everything goes with the wind.

Nothing has changed.

The only thing that has changed is Iwamoto.

The bald old man seemed to have done something very ordinary, so he turned his back and walked slowly towards the White Bear Cafe.

"Cherry, where's Grandpa's pudding?"

"Huh? Eaten it all? ”

"Can I buy another one for Grandpa?"

The bald old man smiled and took Cherry's hand, saying goodbye to Hui Lijing.

"Please accept this."

Hui Lijing hurriedly ran out of the bar and handed a packed pudding to the old man.

"Thank you for always bringing cherries here."

"Maybe it was just an unintentional move for you, but it was because of your presence that it reminded me of my original dream."

"I can't do more for you, but please take this pudding."

Hui Lijing said sincerely.

Because, Hui Lijing is telling the truth.

After becoming a detective, Hui Lijing almost forgot her dream of becoming a barista.

It wasn't until after working part-time at her sister's shop that Hui Lijing accidentally met Cherry and the other party's grandfather in the afternoon that she gradually responded to her original dream.

'The true strength of humanity is self-change! ’

And if you want to change, you have to persevere! ’

'Remember the original dream!' ’

That's your source of motivation! ’

If you forget, stop and think back to the 100 push-ups, 100 squats, 100 sit-ups and 10 kilometers you worked hard every day to become your dream! ’

At this time, you will have the iron will to not turn on the air conditioner in summer and winter! ’

Maybe at first I was in pain to death, and I wanted to take a day off, but for my dream, no matter how painful and uncomfortable, I had to persevere, even if I trained every day until I vomited blood, even if my legs were heavy and I couldn't move, I had to continue to do push-ups even if my arms rattled, and after a year and a half, I noticed a change in my body, I was bald, and I became stronger, that is to say: to exercise myself desperately with a head of hair at the expense of baldness, this is the only secret of strength! ’

This is what Grandpa Cherry and Cherry have said.

Hui Lijing overheard.

Then, such words reminded her of her original dream.

Although in the eyes of Cherry and the children around her, it is so ridiculous.

But she really thought of her original dream because of such words.

So, she is grateful to Cherry's grandfather.

And this time, it's also to show gratitude.

"Is that so?"

Cherry's grandfather scratched his bald head and took the pudding with a smile, no different from when the ordinary old man on the side of the road received the thank you gift.

They were all so happy.

"Anyone remembers their original dream because of their grandfather?"

Cherry was surprised.

"Of course, grandpa ...... back then"

"But it's strong!"

"One punch can knock down a monster!"

Cherry didn't wait for Grandpa to finish speaking, and continued.

Cherry's grandfather, on the other hand, laughed again.

"Well, Cherry remembers it very well."

After smiling and praising his granddaughter, Cherry's grandfather turned to Hui Lijing and said in a serious tone: "Thank you for your pudding, if there is any trouble in the future, please come to me - I can still help you deal with some small things." ”

Facing the old man's words, Hui Lijing smiled and bowed.

She certainly didn't take it seriously.

However, she felt the kindness of the old man.

With such goodwill, it is enough.

"Thank you."

Hui Lijing thanked her again.

Watch Cherry and Grandpa leave.

Jingle bells!

The wind chimes in front of the door rang again.

Ryosuke and Urashima rushed in with the wind.

After seeing Hui Lijing, who was stunned, the two breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

"What's wrong?"

Hui Lijing was stunned.

"Hui Lijing, it's really good that you're okay!"

"That bastard from Iwamoto ran away!"

Urashima said very quickly.

"Iwamoto?"

Hui Lijing frowned.

"It's the murderer who just poisoned the organizer of the Big Stomach King Contest in 'Gourmet Ichiban', and ...... just now"

"Do you have a quiet private room here?"

"Where's Jason?"

Ryosuke interrupted Urashima's words.

"Yes."

"Jason is upstairs, do you need me to call him?"

Hui Lijing asked.

"I'm in trouble."

Ryosuke said apologetically.

……

About two minutes later, Jason was sitting in a private room at the White Bear Cafe.

This is a small private room, the decoration is in line with the style of the hall, all belong to the kind of delicate and a little warm feeling, with a round table, and a circular sofa built around the round table.

On the ceiling is a wooden chandelier.

Incense was lit on the table.

The faint smell of sandalwood and grass wafted away with the green smoke.

"This is the ...... My sister's custom-made incense is very popular with young people. ”

Hui Lijing said.

"I feel it."

"It's a great place for young people."

"Especially the boys and girls after school."

Ryosuke said as he reached for his pocket, and then, he frowned.

"Urashima went buy me a box of cigarettes."

Ryosuke commanded.

"Yes, Ryosuke-sama."

Young Urashima immediately walked outside.

Jason gestured to Hui Lijing.

The latter immediately turned around and walked out of the private room.

"Those bastards did it again!"

"Ignore the law!"

"The 'criminals' have been released again!"

With only Jason and himself left, the middle-aged detective didn't hide his anger anymore.

His eyes were red, he roared, and his fists clenched.

Jason, for his part, remained silent.

He understood where Ryosuke's anger was coming from at this time.

In addition to his own hatred for this kind of behavior, because Ryosuke thinks that he has become an agent of the 'Search Zero Section', the forces hidden behind the scenes will be somewhat restrained.

But who knows, the other party didn't do it.

Even, without even the slightest hesitation, he acted.

It was undoubtedly a slap in Ryosuke's face.

This made Ryosuke extremely angry.

It's not incompetent rage!

Because, this incident also made Ryosuke sober up instantly.

He's so far off!

Such a gap makes the forces behind the scenes act unscrupulously.

"I need you to do me a favor."

Ryosuke said.

"Say."

With the previous exchange, Jason did not refuse, and said directly.

"I'm going to search for a guy tonight, and I need you to cover for me."

"This guy is one of my biggest targets of suspicion."

"If this matter under Iwasita has anything to do with him, he will definitely show his flaws tonight."

Ryosuke said.

"Yes."

"In the evening, Master Tong Shouji asked me to dinner."

"You can come with you and then find a chance to leave."

Jason nodded.

He didn't ask what the flaw was.

This made Ryosuke breathe a sigh of relief.

Because, there are some things that Ryosuke can't say.

But Jason helped him so calmly, he didn't say anything, isn't it a bit too much?

Suddenly, Ryosuke fell into that dilemma again.

As Jason said, Ryosuke is such a hypocritical person.

Not a bad guy.

It's just that sometimes, it's really awkward.

After struggling for a few seconds, Ryosuke gritted his teeth.

"Jason, I want you to keep what I said to you a secret."

Ryosuke finished speaking, looking at Jason with an almost pleading gaze.

"Okay."

Jason nodded again.

"This guy was my partner for a while, and then, we parted ways because of some ideas, he was a good guy before, but he ...... Money is needed. ”

Ryosuke said in a low voice.

"Black police?"

Jason asked calmly.

There are good people and bad people in the world.

It's not about the profession.

Any profession is a medium.

After all, it's all about the person himself.

So, Jason wasn't surprised.

After all, in an environment like 'The City That Never Sleeps', one or two good people will rarely appear.

Not to mention the world of the copy in front of you.

"Hmm."

"I'll talk to him."

"There's a good chance he'll know something."

Ryosuke said as he dug into his pocket again.

I took out a pack of cigarettes, but unfortunately there was really not a single cigarette in it.

The middle-aged detective threw the cigarette case on the table.

"Why hasn't Urashima come back?"

Ryosuke muttered.

Then, there was the sound of footsteps outside the box.

Urashima is back.

"Ryosuke-sama, your cigarettes."

"It's the Dragon Palace, right?"

Urashima handed Ryosuke the cigarette with 'Ryugu' written on it in his hand.

"Thank you."

Ryosuke said, tearing open the package and ordering it to himself.

Jason's gaze swept over the word 'Ryugu' on the cigarette case.

Then, the surname 'Urashima' was linked.

Involuntarily, he thought of something.

"Have you ever been a fisherman in Urashima?"

Jason asked.

"Fisherman?"

Urashima was stunned, he was really stopped by Jason's sudden question, but the young man still thought about it very seriously for a moment, and finally, in an uncertain tone, said: "I have never been a fisherman, but I vaguely remember that my grandfather once said to me when I was a child, as if his grandfather was a fisherman, or a very powerful kind, I can't remember the specifics." ”

Fisherman!

Urashima!

Ryugu!

Jason's mouth, almost subconsciously, secreted a lot of saliva.

He restrained himself from making a strange noise, and said in a very calm tone: "If you can, please ask Urashima to ask your grandfather about a very powerful fisherman in your ancestor." ”

"Good!"

"I'm going to call!"

Urashima is still scratching his head though.

However, in the face of Jason's request, the young man did not refuse at all.

Jason had already impressed the young man with his strength.

And Jason looked at Urashima's back, his eyes were full of eyes.

Originally, it was just a weed on the side of the road.

But I inadvertently stirred the weeds.

But the gold bricks below were revealed.

This...... It's really sudden.

But Jason was overjoyed.

If Urashima's grandfather was really the fisherman, a table of 'sumptuous delicacies' seemed to be placed in front of him.

"What's wrong?"

Ryosuke saw Jason's strange appearance and immediately asked.

"I found something very interesting."

Jason said this, but his eyes looked in the direction of the door again.

Outside the café, the doorbell rings.

Someone else is coming.