20 wards Nerima District

An old man dressed in white walked on the dim street, the pace was not fast, but due to the complexity of the street, he couldn't see his appearance clearly, only to see a person in a purple hood quietly emerging from behind, looking at the old man walking in front, he suddenly went crazy, his eyes became bright red, the tattoos and earrings on his face looked particularly hideous, after seeing the distance from the prey in his eyes, he jumped up, and threw himself at the old man at a height that this human could not reach, under the dim street lamp, the old man looked powerless.

But when he saw the old man clearly, the old man who was originally rickety suddenly made a movement, and the pupils of this little gangster's pretended to shrank suddenly, because he saw that this old man was carrying a white box in his hand.

"What?" But before he could say his words, the moment he jumped over, a tough umbrella-like Kuinke struck him in the abdomen, almost splitting him and breaking his backbone, and blood splattered on the old man's face, and then he saw the old man's face clearly, no, it was a middle-aged man's face, but it looked a little old, and the hair was almost haggard white.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Mato." A tall man in a brown coat ran around the corner, carrying the same box as the middle-aged man. "I'm a step too late."

"Amen, it's up to your senses, and you have to use your five senses." Mato didn't forget to point out Yamen. "And then..."

"Do you know what this is?" Amen took out the pincers from his bosom as evidence, and two figures on the other side walked slowly.

"What?"

"Looks like a trash fish." Long Hao and Fasi looked at the bloody scene in front of them indifferently, they had long been accustomed to it, and Long Hao kicked the grass without changing his face. "I was so scared that I couldn't even speak."

"I'll just ask you once." Mato was close to the mew, and his distorted face looked particularly terrifying in the dim streetlight. "Have you seen anything like this before?"

"I don't know what it is." Crazy excuses, but soon silenced.

"It's dead." Long Hao said indifferently. "Maybe there is some value, but I finally saw a meow."

"District 20 is indeed much better than the others." Mato waved his hand. "But this is really just a trash fish, and it doesn't even have the value to ask."

"Oh, a little disappointed." Long Hao turned his head to look at the Dharma Temple. "Mr. Faji, just send me here, I know the rest of the way, and it's very boring to be accompanied by the chief on vacation."

"Tired of it?" Fa Si shook his head, he knew that Long Hao was just joking, it was true that he was also very busy, and Long Hao, who had Kuinke in his hand, didn't need to worry about him at all. "Be careful, keep in touch, goodbye, Mr. Mado, Amen."

"Understood." Long Hao lifted the suitcase in his hand like a suitcase, which was a disguise for Kuinke. "I'm leaving, too, this kind of scene is not suitable for coffee next, Mr. Mato, Mr. Amen, I wish you all the best."

"Then I'll borrow your good words." Mato looked at the back of Long Hao who had left Long Hao and smiled. "Isn't this level of motivation enough? Looks like we're up to us, Amen. ”

"It's so powerful, I'll stay and help." Yamen was a little unhappy, in his opinion, Long Hao, who was extremely strong, was so unaccustomed to his work that he didn't do his best. "Yes, Mr. Mado, let's search like this."

"Don't be impatient, Amen." Mato is calm. "Sooner or later, you'll meet a big fish."

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The next day

"That's good," Long Hao stood on the quaint street, he had changed into very ordinary clothes, but he still had an unstoppable determination. "Settle down? Hopefully the coffee doesn't let me down. ”

Walking up the stairs, Long Hao gently pushed the door open....

"Store manager," the brown ponytail tied at the back, a pair of brown smart eyes stared at the store manager slyly, because there were not many people in the store, she was lying in the backstage lazy, and the black vest lined with a well-fitting skirt showed a hint of lazy atmosphere. "Why didn't Dong Xiangchan come today."

Before the store manager could answer, the female clerk who looked mature let out a sneer.

"Sanbo, do you want to be lazy again?" The face that seemed to be gentle and smiling was full of murderous intent, which made Sanbo under her nose tremble. "How about wiping down the table if you're free?"

"Miss Irimi, I'm just worried about Jin Mu and Dong Xiang, after all, District 4 is not a good place." Three waves replied tremblingly, but she picked up the rag anyway. "It's dangerous there."

"You're not a good guy either." Irumi Xuan said angrily. "How didn't you care about her before?"

"Alright," Furuma smiled, with his hair in a suit, light hair, and a thick nose. "It's not that you don't know her, you just want to find an excuse to be lazy."

"If you're really tired, you can rest today," the store manager said with a kind smile, which made Sanba's eyes pop up for a while. "Anyway, the three of us are here, and there are not many people today, so you can rest at any time if you want to."

"Really?" But Sanbo looked at it, and some of the fierce eyes were insightful, and he obediently closed his mouth. "Well, Miss Irimi is so fierce."

The door creaked, causing ripples in the calm coffee shop, and the attention of several people was drawn to it, and a customer entered.

"Welcome," they said in unison, Sanbo was initially careless, but his eyes lit up when he saw the people who came in.

Black shirt with black jeans, slightly fair skin, indifferent and deep black pupils, straight nose, thick hair combed to the side just right, showing a trace of cold color, in the eyes of Sanbo is a handsome guy.

"Hello, guest." Sanbo rushed ahead of Irimi and asked the guest who had just entered. "Do you want anything?"

"Oh," for some reason, when the guest's indifferent eyes swept to Sanbo, Sanbo always had a faint sense of familiarity. "A cup of coffee, a sandwich."

"Okay," Sanbo slightly sensed this feeling, it was a very uncomfortable sense of familiarity, and there was a sense of threat like meeting a natural enemy, which was really hell, but after a little look, he found that this feeling had disappeared. "Sandwiches and coffee, yes? Please wait. ”

"Sister Irimi, he's a handsome guy," maybe it was just an illusion, Sanbo quickly forgot about it and showed off to Irimi. "Looks like you're fascinated by me."

"Which eye did you see?" Irumi couldn't help but complain on the side, but she could see it clearly over there.

"Really, now no one recognizes a handsome guy like me?" Furuma made a sad expression funny. "It's really a decadence of the times."

"Long-winded." The two of them told Furuma to shut up in unison.

"I'm so pathetic." Furuma didn't feel offended, and smiled generously. "If you really want to get to know each other, it's okay, we can pick up the class here, and you see, if the lover of your dreams goes out, it is estimated that you won't see each other tomorrow."

"Indeed, anyone dares to worry about it." Sanbo looked at the guest sitting in a relatively secluded place, and next to him there were two strong-looking people who were looking at him sneakily and whispering. "If you really want to eat it, it should be me."

"Three waves." The store manager's words at this time were a little harsh. "Don't hunt if it's not necessary."

"I know," Sanbo walked briskly towards the handsome guy's seat, and didn't forget to leave a word. "I'll help him a little bit, if he doesn't escape, forget it."

"It's a real headache." Iruma looked at the store manager with some concern. "Manager, this...."

"It's okay," the manager said gently. "The three waves of things are actually very measured."

"Hello, handsome man." Sanbo approached the guest with a grin, sat on the stool at the same table as him, and carefully looked at the face of the person in front of him, who was reading a book at this time. "Interested in chatting."

If the pig is still there, I should like this taste, that is, handsome and like to read.

"Hello, I don't recommend chatting with a beautiful woman like you." Sanbo originally thought that he would be treated indifferently, but he didn't expect that the other party didn't dislike her at all, but showed a gentle and lovely smile, and the young man who looked cold before was like two people, Sanbo's heart suddenly trembled. "My name is Long Hao, what about you?"

"My name is three... Polly flowers. “

"Three waves .. Lihua.. What a name. Long Hao savored the name. Miss Sanba is as beautiful as her name. “

"It's over, what does Mr. Long Hao do?" Sanbo felt a little red in the face, what the hell. "It looks like it's very quiet."

"I'm a college student, and I go to college near here, so I'll come here for some coffee when I see how good this place is." Long Hao's cold black couldn't hide the warmth brought by Long Hao's smile, and he closed the book very gentlemanly. "To be honest, the coffee here is really good."

"Around here? Could it be that you are from Shangjing University? "Sanbo deliberately deviated his face, and he couldn't resist it." It's the same university as our clerk, you like to read as much as he does, do all the people in that university like to read? “

"This varies from person to person." Long Hao scratched his hair embarrassedly, he looked like an ordinary college student at this time. "But can you introduce me to the clerk next time you visit?"

"Well, he'll love it." Sanbo smiled slightly, but his eyes looked at the two big men who were still looking this way, but the gentle young man in front of him didn't notice it at all.

Then I'll help you a little, Sanbo sighed, this person gave himself a good impression, it would be a pity to die like this.

"Now, I said, I'm about to get off work, so you can live around here." Sanbo showed a cute smile, which made Long Hao in front of him a little shy. "Can you give me a ride?"

"When. . . Yes! ”

"Well, that's good." The two talked and laughed and left, and before leaving, the three waves blinked mischievously to Irimi.

"Are you alright?" Although Irumi was a little speechless about Sanbo's funny, her face was very serious, because the two fierce and vicious men also got up and left. "Store manager."

"It's okay, Irimi." The manager's squinted eyes opened slightly, revealing a bright red eye. "You know the strength of the three waves better than me."

"I know, manager." Irimi glanced at the store manager. "I'm talking about Sanbo, it's likely that he really likes that white-faced kid this time."

"This?" Irumi felt that the store manager's face suddenly became gentle. "Just let it be."