"Belmode found you?"

Lin Zhengyang instantly lost his sleepiness, sat up straight, and his sharp eyes swept around.

There are no anomalies.

"Yes, she dressed up as a mall waitress and handed me a small note while checking out."

"Also, there are some suspicious people near the mall."

Gray Yuanwai's breathing was a little rapid, and the long-lost encounter with the person of the organization touched her sensitive nerves.

"Don't worry, the organization is already a street rat, bitten by the Japanese Public Security and Metropolitan Police Department, and the FBI is also fully involved, Belmode will not trouble you again if he is smart····· Unless she wants to die! ”

Lin Zhengyang pulled the panicked little Lori into his arms, hugged her like a child, and gently patted her back.

Xiao Ai was wearing a white princess dress, hugging his waist tightly, and gradually calmed down.

Lin Zhengyang's eyes flickered, and a faint burgundy glow appeared.

He used his gradually proficient "Death Breath Perception" to faintly grasp a certain pulse in the vicinity.

In contact with the forces of "cause and effect" and "fate" in the dark.

In a trance, he seemed to leave his body, and it was as if he had never moved, and the world around him lost color and turned gray and white.

All the hustle and bustle is gone, and there is only a certain "existence", although it is invisible, but its exact existence can be felt.

This kind of "existence" is like air, invisible, but ordinary people can occasionally perceive it.

This is the existence that Lin Zhengyang named himself "death qi", that is, the breath of death.

Lin Zhengyang can see clumps of black, some faint, some rich, everyone and everywhere.

Once this dead air gathers in large quantities somewhere, even so thick that it forms a dark cloud, there is usually a large-scale incident there - for example, when the famous architect Teiji Moriya, a paranoid, was blasting everywhere, the thick dark cloud could be clearly seen from miles away, and it enveloped the area from afar.

In addition, most of Tokyo is shrouded in a thin layer of dead air, and only a few areas are empty, including the Maori detective agency, Dr. Agasa's house.

In addition to the big events, everyone's death is also different, usually the people in the black-clothed organization are very dead, the people around the protagonist are also very dead, the same is true for crimes and victims, and there are relatively few ordinary people.

By observing the accumulation and flow of dead air in the vicinity, he could roughly determine whether a major event was about to occur.

In this "Grim Reaper's Perspective", he can see the death qi directly through walls, buildings, and human body obstacles.

Sure enough, there were more than a dozen balls of dead air nearby, much thicker than ordinary people, but not as good as the black-clothed organization····· Is it the Metropolitan Police Department, or the FBI?

Lin Zhengyang turned off this ability, and the red glow in his eyes disappeared immediately.

There was a chill on his face.

There is no doubt that these people were attracted by Belmore······

"Murder with a knife? Are your knives hard enough? ”

He patted Xiao Ai on the shoulder and whispered a few words to her, and Lori Ai obediently went backstage.

Lin Zhengyang nodded secretly in his heart.

is worthy of being the heroine of the world with a high IQ and EQ, and in this case, there is no brain-dead behavior of those mentally retarded Bichi people in Hollywood.

I've always been very accurate in my eyes on people······· Xiao Ai will definitely be a virtuous helper in the future!

He boasted rather narcissistically.

·······

Afternoon, 4:13.

As the sun sets, the orange sunset reflects the red sky.

The number of people in the café gradually increased.

A woman in a high-necked professional attire, stockings and a short skirt, carrying a briefcase, hurried here.

Between manners, smart! Agile! Simple and efficient!

First impression, this is a strong woman in the workplace!

She kicked her high heels, entered the coffee shop, stepped directly on the red carpet, walked to the counter, and said meticulously:

"Ask for a cup of absinthe!"

"Uh, sorry, ma'am, we only have beer here······"

Behind the counter, Miss Shizuko, who was in charge of the reception, bowed apologetically.

It was the first time she'd heard someone order such a drink at a coffee shop.

In fact, generally speaking, bartenders in bars always stock these drinks, which is not possible in coffee shops.

Although the café can be a part-time restaurant, there is no doubt that there is no professional bartender and there is not that much variety of alcohol.

"Tsk······ Don't even have a drink? What about your boss? ”

Shizuko was forced by the sharp eyes of the white-collar worker in front of her, took half a step back, and said in a panic:

"Boss, boss is in the back······"

A strong woman-like professional woman, she circled her chest very imposingly, and knocked on the solid wood counter with some arrogance:

"I'm going to talk to your boss!"

Shizuko hesitated.

Is it really good to go to the boss for such an unreasonable request?

She was able to continue working here thanks to the kindness of her new boss.

It didn't take long for her to cause trouble to her boss, which she really didn't want.

"Guest, this is a coffee shop, how can there be so many kinds of alcohol······ Otherwise, there are other drinks here, sake, milk, coffee, ·····."

"I want to see the boss!"

The strong woman glanced at her impatiently.

"But, but, you're unreasonable!"

Shizuko argued.

How can you trouble the boss because of such unreasonable demands?

Wouldn't that make the staff look incompetent?

"What's wrong Shizuko?"

Another waiter, Keiko Yamabuki, who was left behind by Shizuko as the same predecessor, put down, saw that something was wrong here, put down the affairs in hand, and rushed over.

"This guest, she asked to see the boss!"

Shizuko explained aggrievedly to Keiko.

"This guest, are you here to find fault?"

Keiko sank her face:

"The main business of the coffee shop does not include alcohol, if you want to find alcohol, you can go out and find a bar!"

"That's your attitude?"

"I'm going to complain to your boss!"

The strong woman in the workplace seems to be enraged.

"Hmph, please! We don't welcome a vexatious guest like you! ”

Keiko is much tougher than Shizuko,-for-tat, and does not budge.

From the countryside in Japan to working in the city, she stumbled along the way and changed jobs many times, just because of her character who refused to bow her head.

The customers in the coffee shop seem to notice this, but no one wants to do much.

It is better to do more than less, and not to cause trouble to others is the Japanese principle.

Perhaps, it is understandable to say that it is indifferent.

What do I have to do with other people's affairs?

The guy who causes trouble to others will cut himself off·······

This is an idea that is deeply implanted in the hearts of Japanese people, and even unspoken rules.

Therefore, Japanese people will try not to cause trouble to others, and of course, those who cause trouble will also be ostracized and regarded as incompetent and mediocre······· After all, we don't like to be troubled.

All Japanese people are in charge of their own affairs, and they are indifferent to others······ Unless it's an acquaintance or friend.

"Okay, this is my acquaintance, come to me, you guys go about your business."

Lin Zhengyang walked out of the back door, put one hand on the shoulder of the troublesome woman, and used a slight force.

Immediately, the latter felt the pain of almost crushing his shoulder blades.

Had to be accompanied by a smiling face.

Both waitress ladies breathed a sigh of relief.

They are also under pressure to have a hard cap with guests.

"She just likes to play around, but she doesn't have any bad intentions, come, apologize to them·····"

Lin Zhengyang smiled, looked at the woman beside him with dangerous eyes, and signaled:

"Hurry up·······"

The woman's eyes widened, and she glared back in surprise:

"You actually want me to apologize to the two waiters?"

Lin Zhengyang's smile became brighter and brighter, and at the same time, he added strength to his hand.

The woman suddenly felt her right shoulder go down, completely numb, and lost consciousness·······

“······· Don't apologize? ”

He almost squeezed the words out of his teeth.

If he didn't apologize, he handed this guy over to the public security or criminal police who were in ambush outside.

The threatening tone, eyes, expressions, movements, completely undisguised showed the man's complete impatience.

'This is a dangerous man!' ’

Belmode immediately made a judgment.

"I'm sorry ·······"

Bowing forty-five degrees to apologize, the woman finally succumbed to the violence.

At the same time, tears of humiliation burst out of my eyes, not knowing whether it was because of pain or sorrow.

"Alright, come with me!"

After apologizing, without waiting for the two waiter ladies to return to their senses, Lin Zhengyang grabbed the woman's waist and forcibly took it away from the spot.

"You guys continue to take care of the store, and I'll talk to acquaintances."

He left a word and closed the back door casually.