Ryoichi stood in front of the door of the rental house.

He had keys in his hand and a 7-Eleven pocket with three cans of Ichiban squeezed beer and two salmon rice balls, as well as a whole bunch of puffed food and snacks, including the three fries brothers, Kitkat's matcha chocolate wafers, Tohato Tyrant's Super Spicy Potato Rings, and the Bocca white balloon pudding that he was specially told to take home.

To be honest, compared to the group of 'big guys' who shouted naked and caviar every day at work, Ryoichi prefers to eat these nutritious snacks, so once the pudding in the refrigerator at home is missing, he will definitely be the first suspect, and it is not possible to use the excuse of 'you remember the wrong amount'.

So today, Ryoichi simply bought double the portion, two large plates of balloon pudding, the milky fragrance was about to overflow from the vacuum packaging, and the smell was full of happiness in the nose.

Ryoichi thought about inserting the key into the lock hole and twisting it counterclockwise.

The door didn't open and the key was wrong.

He was stunned for a moment and looked down at the key in his hand, and unexpectedly saw a light coming out of the crack in the door, and a black shadow slightly blocked the light, and there were already people waiting for him in the entrance behind the door.

The next moment, the door of the rental house opened, and Ryoichi looked up and was about to smile and say something funny, when a minister's mask appeared in front of him.

His smile froze.

The black-toothed and grinning princess looked at him condescendingly, holding a black pistol aimed at his head.

He didn't dare to move, inexplicable fear surged up, restrained his hands and feet, and he could only stand there dumbfounded, pointed at gunpoint.

"Brother Liangyi?"

A familiar voice sounded in the room behind the old man, an arm and a familiar silhouette appeared from the depths of the corridor, Ryoichi's pupils shrank, and he stretched out his hand to shout something, and the old man turned around and raised the trigger of the pistol.

The gun went off.

A corpse collapsed.

Ryoichi saw the corpse's face from a distance, and there was no stunned or fear, only the decay of his senses, and the stench seemed to smoke out his tears.

Looking at the corpse with a familiar outline, he wanted to vomit inexplicably, not because he was afraid, but because he was disgusted, but the next moment he was even more confused, the dead person was the most precious person in his life, why did he feel disgusting to the other party?

The old man looked at Ryoichi, raised his pistol and aimed it at his head without interruption, and then fired.

The piercing sound exploded in his ears, and the high beams flickered on Ryoichi's suddenly open eyes, and he sat up suddenly, and then turned his head for a moment and began to vomit, crying as he vomited, as if he wanted to use all the strength of his body, trying his best to squeeze out the contents of his stomach.

"Slow down." Someone saw him like this and immediately came over to help him pat him on the back, but he slapped him away, and touched his waist while spitting but grabbed it empty.

"Calm down, Ryoichi."

Ryoichi's hand was pressed, and the person who grabbed him was very strong, at least he couldn't resist when he was twisted, and under the control of the desire to vomit, he could only honestly vomit out the acid water in his stomach before he had the strength to look up at the people around him.

"Lin Jun...?"

Lin Nian looked at the lost soul, and the pale Ryoichi nodded lightly: "You are not dead, we escaped, so don't ask if you are dead, or if I am also dead." ”

It took Ryoichi ten seconds to digest the information, and he sat down on the ground—no, a pile of cardboard boxes and peels, to be exact, and he looked around blankly, his eyes full of all sorts of unsorted garbage, and an unbearable stench poured into his nostrils all the time.

- They were in a garbage truck.

It is worth mentioning that it is still an open-air garbage truck, they sit on the garbage mountain, the street lights on both sides of the road around them are flying backwards, and the whistling wind blows overhead, taking away a large stench of odor.

"It's embarrassing, I know." Lin Nian also sat on the garbage, and took off the banana peel on Liang's head and threw it away.

“... Where are we now? Ryoichi vomited enough, and after really coming back to his senses, he lowered his head and whispered.

"Osaka."

"Hmm." Ryoichi surprisingly didn't continue to ask, and fell back in the garbage heap as if he had lost his strength, staring blankly at the starless and moonless sky.

It was already early in the morning, and the garbage trucks were lazily running down Osaka's elevated roads at fifty yards, the sky was gray with a little impure shimmer, the flowing water reflected the huge Ferris wheels that had stopped on the shore, and the occasional car passed them by, honking their horns and disappearing at the end of the bend in the elevated road.

"We escaped." Lin Nian looked at the gray-blue tone of the world and said.

Liangyi didn't speak, just looked at the sky with blank eyes, Lin Nian turned his head to look at him, and his gaze lowered slightly.

Maybe he's wrong, it's not them, it's him.

Ryoichi hadn't escaped, and he probably died in the Pavilion of Paradise a long time ago.

"Don't be like this, you escaped death, open..."Lin Nian stopped before he finished speaking.

Be happy, if you want to say this kind of thing to the man in front of you now, you have to be qualified.

Lin Nian was silent, scratched his neck, and rubbed his bare arms again,

- He is close to naked, only a cardboard box around his waist, the spring season in Japan is still a little cold, and he has goosebumps in the morning wind, if this appearance is transmitted to the night watchman forum, I don't know how many brothers will hang up and laugh shamefully.

But now the only person who could laugh at him didn't really look at him when he woke up, and he looked at the sky like a stagnant water all the time, not knowing what he was thinking.

Lin Nian on the side heard a faint cry, but it was not so easy to hear it hidden in the wind.

If only the wind had been louder, then he would have been able to cry a little more freely, right? Lin Nian thought.

So the wind really got louder, and it was accompanied by a loud sound of the propeller whistling.

I don't know when the garbage truck was in the sky, the black hawk-like helicopter hovered over them and followed them, and a number of black cars appeared on the elevated road following the garbage truck at low speed, and the driver of the garbage truck looked at the sudden battle with a cigarette in his mouth and looked at the sudden battle with a confused face.

In the mid-air helicopter cabin, Gen Zhisheng, who was sitting on the seat wearing noise-canceling headphones, looked down at the two people on the garbage truck, and saw the man who raised his arms to cover his eyes and tears and Lin Nian who was waving to him with a cardboard box on the side, so he made a gesture to Sakura next to him, and the latter immediately conveyed a message to the family on the phone.

- Successfully identified the commissioner of the headquarters.

The helicopter slowly descended, and the wind whipped up countless pieces of paper and flew into the sky.

The louder the wind, the louder the man in the garbage truck cried, crying a little childishly, like a boy who had not grown up.