"I wish you a pleasant holiday in Japan. Mr. After just glancing at Gu Tie's passport, the customs officer stamped the customs clearance stamp marked with electronic ink on it, and bowed his head respectfully, the identity of the illusory "Xiao Yan" was unexpectedly easy to use.

Gu Tetsu swaggered into Haneda International Airport and took the Keihin Kyuko Electric Railway to Kanagawa. Japanese was one of the first foreign languages he mastered, and compared to German, which has complex conjugations, French, and Spanish, which speaks at a superfast speed, Korean and Japanese, which are in the gap between the Altaic and Sino-Tibetan languages, are easy to learn because of their large number of Chinese characters and loanwords. The only regret is that his Japanese teacher, a Japanese student who was in a bar with him at the time, was from Osaka, and he unknowingly learned an authentic Kansai accent, which led to when chatting with a Japanese friend from Tokyo, the other party praised his superb language talent while looking at him with a strange expression, which was the "soil bun" eyes that Edo people look at Osaka people.

The fast train travels through the land of Honshu, the carriages are neat and orderly, and the scenery outside the window is exquisite and pleasant. It has been a hundred years since the war of aggression in the last century, but the scars of history have not been healed by the process of global integration, and even young Chinese people like Gu Tie, who were born in foreign countries, have a deep hostility towards Japan and a heartfelt hatred for the militarist Japanese Empire. However, it must be admitted that he liked the customs and people of Japan, a capitalist country that had risen rapidly after the defeat of the war, embarked on a path to a strong country without losing its authenticity, and the protection of cultural traditions has not been relaxed for a moment while the economy has taken off. Gu Tie also admires the spirit of pragmatic cooperation and survival of the Japanese, the Yamato nation is the most suitable nation to form an ant-nest type socialized life circle, everyone is like a cog sticking to their own division of labor and beliefs, this kind of power is very terrifying.

But then again, there is something in the bones of the Japanese that is quite annoying, Gu Tie has come into contact with many Japanese, and almost none of them can be called friends. Barely able to talk, even if the old man who is going to visit today, the Chinese looked down at the ticket stub in his hand, and his mood was a little complicated.

Twenty minutes later, the train slowly stopped at Yokohama Station, and as the flow of people walked out of the Keikyu Railway Station hall, a huge city appeared in front of me. Many people don't know that Yokohama is actually the second largest city in Japan after Tokyo, and it is one of the top 10 cities in the world in terms of geographical size, population, and economic output. After a few minutes of following the glowing signposts on the ground, five long serpentine lines appeared, and although no one was in order, everyone consciously lined up for a taxi, keeping an efficient and decent distance between them.

"Japanese. Gu Tie shook his head, patted at the back of the team, pretended to take out his mobile phone to take a look, and quietly observed the surrounding situation. There were no warning signs in my heart, and the journey was safe, and no one was following behind me, which was a good start to this trip to Japan.

"Port of Yokohama. Finally getting into a green electric taxi, Gu Tie slightly recalled the address he was going to visit and instructed.

"Good afternoon, I'm Makura from the new electricity rental company and it's a pleasure to serve you. Which pier did you ask?"The driver in uniform and white gloves turned around and asked.

Gu Tie saw that the driver began to project a GPS navigation map on the front windshield, and searched for this small civilian wharf, and immediately added: "Because it is too small, and it is a private land, it is not reported in the map, so it may not be found on the GPS, and if you drive slowly along the entrance road, you should be able to see it, not far from the Kanazawa Timber Wharf." Thank you for your hard work. ”

When the driver heard this, he turned off the projection screen, turned the steering wheel and drove onto the road, and said with a smile: "You are familiar with the Port of Yokohama, are you coming to Yokohama from Osaka on a business trip? ”

The Chinese smiled bitterly, and it was helpless to mistake their appearance and accent for an office worker from Kansai. "Yes. I want to take a break, can I be woken up when I arrive?"

"Of course, office workers are the backbone of Japan, so please rest as much as possible. The driver playfully pressed the button and dimmed the translucent glass between the front and rear rows.

Gu Tie didn't want to rest, he just had something to think about. He looked at the busy streets of Yokohama and thought about the man he was about to face next. It may have just rained a little outside, the black asphalt pavement looked wet and clean, and at four o'clock in the afternoon, before the evening rush hour arrived, all kinds of cars passed between the high-rise buildings, and the viaduct of the suspended city railway was under construction in the gap between the buildings. The 70-metre-high railway bridge is the latest attempt to solve the city's traffic problems, with one-way rails above and suspended structures below for two-way train traffic, using the most space-saving way to build a fast-moving system, while the platforms of the elevated railways are all erected in large buildings, the main purpose of which is to allow commuters to quickly reach the offices of large group companies when commuting. As the driver said, Japan is a country built on the stable group of "office workers", and to ensure their convenience is to secure the future of Japan as a whole.

The Chinese are thinking about something else. "The buildings are getting taller and taller, and the cars are running up to the sky. Maybe it won't be long before the future world of science fiction movies will appear in front of us. ...... The question is, will our world survive until that day?" he muttered to himself.

It's early December, and the northwest wind is keeping out the warm currents from the eastern Pacific Ocean, and the weather is a little cold, and most of the men on the street wear trench coats, and the women are mostly skirts. The man's whereabouts were uncertain, but only between December and January would he honestly stay in his hut and hardly leave the house, for the reason - which sounds a bit absurd - was that "watching the red and white songs with his wife and children is the most important thing of the year". The Red and White Song Festival is a regular program in Japan on the evening of December 31 every year, and for old-school Japanese, watching the Red and White Song Battle on Chinese New Year's Eve has the same meaning as watching the Spring Festival Gala for the Chinese.

In a hurry, the car had already driven into the Yokohama port area. Since the Americans used artillery to open the long-closed doors of the Japanese shogunate in the 19th century, the Port of Yokohama became the first port to be forced to open to foreign trade, and in the past two hundred years, it has developed into one of the largest seaports in Asia and the world. Eight large terminals are responsible for the main shipping services, but the Port of Yokohama also has a large number of private terminals, which are generally built by companies with raised funds and are responsible for their own import and export operations, as well as the import of crude oil and iron ore. Following Gu Tie's instructions, the taxi turned into a secluded path and drove straight to the end of the road, where a barbed wire fence closed the way, and the sign said that from here on, the land belonged to an organization called the "Kamikaze Enterprise Import and Export Federation", and only members or invited VIPs were allowed to enter.

"I was born in Yokohama and never knew there was such a pier. The driver sighed with wide eyes. It is a small harbor with a secluded location and moderate depth, with barbed wire roads winding downward, buildings looking a little cluttered, and seven or eight lower piers lined the water's edge. There were no people around, no cars, a few seagulls flying in the gray sky, the water was a deep gray-green, and the water was floating with a little oil leaking from the ship's diesel engine.

"There is no shortage of secrets like this in the world. No need to look for it, thank you. Dropping the fare, Gu Tie picked up his travel bag and got out of the taxi, and watched the green electric taxi turn around and leave.

The barbed wire fence door is simply locked with a padlock, with an electric light hanging from the door, and no devices such as cameras or voice doorbells. The Chinese thought about what the man had told him, and because the days had passed too long, his memory was a little blurry, he scratched his head, and suddenly clapped his hands: "By the way, this is the only way." ”

"Aada!Aada!Aada!" Gu Tie put his hand together and shouted three times with all his strength. The sound drifted through the secluded dock, and the guard dog barked, followed by a whimper, which was muffled by the owner.

There was no movement," ...... Is the name wrong?" the Chinese were a little weak-hearted, trying their best to recall the past. He was determined to wait five more minutes, and after five minutes if no one came to greet him, he would find a way to sneak in. But in the fourth minute, a man came slowly along the path, muttering as he went, "Who, who, if it weren't for the matter...... Gu Tie?!"

"Isn't that me, old man?" Gu Tie smiled and waved his hand.

The man was thin and tall, with a somewhat rickety back and extremely long hands and feet. His skin was dark, his head with short black hair was unusually small relative to his height, his round eyes and the corners of his mouth were tightly pursed, and he looked like he was about forty years old. He dragged his feet, looking very lazy, but Gu Tie knew that every muscle on his slender body was full of amazing explosive power, in the short time together, this person's combat power displayed with his bare hands made Gu Tie unforgettable, if the housekeeper Lao Zhao is a martial arts master who has been perfected into the realm, then this person is a fighting machine that has been refined into steel, if the two of them fight to the death, the victory or defeat is really unknown.

"What are you doing here?" the man named Asada frowned tightly, and there was no welcome look at all.

"How so...... Something. Gu Tie replied.

"Well, it might be better to have your help. - My daughter is missing. The man said in a deep voice.