Tokyo, Kita-ku.

The word one north should be the administrative district with the lowest sense of existence among the twenty-three districts, and eight out of ten passers-by can't think of any well-known features of the north district, and occasionally forget that there is such an Akalin area.

"Hiccup!"

"Isn't it just that you owe some money for wine on credit, and as for kicking me out, you're really a snob!"

A man full of alcohol and could vaguely see a little handsome was staggering down the street.

The oncoming bicycle rode and immediately drove around his side.

Pedestrians passing by around are either indifferent or hide their noses, and the smell of drunkenness is disgusting, and it is because there are so many such drunkards that the country is standing still.

But just as the drunk man was stumbling and walking, a greasy middle-aged man with a briefcase suddenly came to him.

The greasy man looked down at his watch, sweat was still oozing from his forehead, and his anxious and busy appearance was undoubtedly revealed.

"Boom!"

"Ah, let it go!"

One side is a drunk and unconscious drunkard, and the other side is a greasy office worker who is walking with his head down, and the two people collide head-on without suspense, and the standard of the impact posture is like that filmed in film and television dramas.

It's a pity that there are no corner alleys, and there are no young girls with slices of bread in their mouths.

"Ahh

The greasy middle-aged briefcase flew to the side of the road, and the documents inside were not all spilled.

"Boom!"

The drunk man was much more unbearable, and he sat on the side of the road with his butt off guard, and his head was stunned for a few seconds before he reacted.

Which eyeless guy crashes into himself!?

"I don't walk long and my eyes ?!!" Soichiro Mizuno scolded, got up from the ground and reached out to grab the other party's collar.

As an elite public security policeman, my grandson Liang is good at both physical skills and swordsmanship, and such a drunk is not afraid even if there are ten more of my grandson Liang, and he can easily take down the other party.

However, in the face of the drunken man's behavior of holding his collar, my grandson Liang did not fight, did not hide, and did not fight back, but showed a look of fear and fear on his face.

"Boom!"

grabbed the collar and waved his fist again, and the drunken Soichiro Mizuno was a movie villain.

My grandson Liang also stood on tiptoe in cooperation, otherwise with the malnourished hemp rod body of Soichiro Mizuno, how could he afford his net weight of more than 200 catties.

"Yes, I'm sorry, I'm very sorry, you're okay." My grandson's nose was sore, and his eyes immediately turned red, and his body trembled.

Seeing that this guy was about to cry out in fright, Soichiro Mizuno was still indignant in his heart.

A face is very close to my grandson's brightness, and Ba can't write on his face that he is not a good person.

But this fat-headed and big-eared guy looks like a gas bag type, and maybe it's still a small management in a trading company, and his salary is not low, so he can extort a lot of money.

Soichiro Mizuno's drunken mind begins to plot some messy things, which is almost an instinct to steal chickens and dogs, and the same is true when he is drunk.

"Do you need to go to the hospital?" My grandson Ryo was even more urgent than Soichiro Mizuno, grabbing Soichiro's wrist as if he was going to run away.

Obviously, he is the weaker party, and at this time, he should be thinking about how to get rid of the other party.

"Hospital? The hospital doesn't need ......" Soichiro Mizuno shook his head, he just fell, and he couldn't find anything when he went to the hospital, so it was better to leave with some money like this, "You give me money and I'll check it myself!" ”

"That's not good, I'm so sorry, or I'll give you the money, and then ...... Let's go have a drink. ”

A drink is a critical hit, and it directly hits Soichiro Mizuno's heart.

"It's not impossible to have a drink...... "Soichiro Mizuno, who was drunk, was a little unconscious in his head and stumbled a little when he spoke, "Let's go to that house over there." ”

Following the direction of Soichiro's finger, my grandson pouted secretly, this guy is really going to take advantage of it, and he chose a restaurant that doesn't look cheap.

Although it is also in the category of izakaya, it is much higher than the surrounding cats and dogs, and the things sold inside are certainly not ordinary.

But this can be reimbursed, it doesn't matter.

Hooked shoulders into the izakaya, nothing else was ordered first, and people in the two drinking venues ordered a lot of beer and sake first.

After three rounds of drinking, Soichiro Mizuno, who was already drunk, fell directly on the table, and didn't even eat a few bites of food, like a swimming fish paralyzed on land, struggling and panting.

"It's really ...... to raise my brother It's too late to see each other! Soichiro Mizuno pushed away the beer bottle, held the hand of my grandson Liang, and wished that now the two of them would directly wipe their necks and commit suicide to see if they could be reincarnated into the same mother's womb, "You are my own brother!" ”

At first, Soichiro Mizuno thought that this greasy man of large tonnage was at least in his fifties, but he didn't expect to be in his early thirties.

"I'm so embarrassed that I was going to extort a sum of money from you at first......"

Whether he is drunk or not, he is a native of both the inner and outer island countries.

My grandson Liang laughed, his face was drunk, but he was not drunk: "That big brother Mizuno is now being that ......"

"Street safety officer, responsible for the safety of the entire street." Soichiro Mizuno gave himself a thumbs up, as if it really was a supreme honorable job.

"Huh." My grandson Liang pursed the corners of his lips slightly, "That's really hard." ”

What kind of street security officer, isn't it just the same bullshit as the home guard?

It's such a trick to say that the family is squatting, but it's just a nit wandering the street.

My grandson Ryo remembers that it is clearly written on the information that Soichiro Mizuno's daily expenses all come from his father's pension, who is already in his eighties, and now he is lying in bed every day waiting for death to come, and the only son who does not want him to die is to receive his pension.

My grandson Liang wiped the dust on his heart, fortunately he didn't have a wife, otherwise it would have been bad in the future.

"It's not hard, it's not hard, it's not hard, and I'm very happy to see that the streets are still safe."

This kind of talk should appear on the propaganda car, and my grandson Ryo continued to talk with Soichiro Mizuno about topics that did not have any nutrition.

"Ah, what a envy ......"

The topic chatted and talked about marriage and children, but in the face of this topic, Soichiro Mizuno, who was drunk, suddenly jumped like thunder.

"That kid of my family, that kid of my family, is angry with me...... Probably dead on the side of the road by now. ”

No, my grandson Liang shook his head, your kid is not only not dead, but also alive and happy.

Intelligence work should be gradual and not rushed, although the relationship between Mizuno Sora and his biological father is not good, but secretly who knows if the two have reconciled.

"Welcome to the next time."

But a nail has been buried, and under the happy congratulations of the general, my grandson Ryo helped Soichiro to leave slowly.

"My family lives in ...... The one in front...... Hey, it's the ...... on the right."

A single-family building, which looks a little old, is supposed to be a product of the last century, and it is also the residence of Soichiro Mizuno and his father as shown in the documents.