"Sir, it will take about a week for the car to be repaired, and we will let you know when the time comes!"

In the auto repair shop, a middle-aged man in a suit bowed slightly and said to Kishida with a smile.

"Got it, I'm sorry for you!"

Kishida nodded lightly and replied, then asked, "Do you have a physical optician?"

Because it was not the first time that the car had crashed, Kishida, who had experience, drove the car directly to the repair shop designated by the insurance company, so that he took a detour to this slightly unfamiliar location, and then went to the familiar shopping mall in the original plan to buy contact lenses, but it was unnecessary and too time-consuming.

"No, is the gentleman going to get glasses?"

The middle-aged man shook his head, and then asked curiously.

"Hmm."

Hearing that there was no optical store nearby, Kishida nodded with some distress.

"Then you can go to the next street, there is a small mall with glasses counters in it, I remember. Well, turn right after leaving the store, and walk straight for about 300 meters, not far. And recently, the mall is holding a lottery to attract traffic, as long as the customer consumes in it, no matter how much is consumed, you can draw a lottery. Of course, each person is limited to one draw."

The middle-aged man gushed endlessly, and those who didn't know thought that he was sent out by the mall to solicit customers and distribute flyers on the street, not the manager of the repair shop.

"I see, thanks."

Kishida nodded and thanked him, but his eyes looked at the middle-aged man with some suspicion, could it be that this guy couldn't work two jobs at the same time?

"Ahem, I think Mr. can try his luck, the first few prizes over there are very good, I heard that today's jackpot seems to be a three-day Izu luxury travel enjoyment roll, the kind that includes food and accommodation back and forth, and I'll go buy something to try it when I get off work!"

Being stared at by Kishida was a little embarrassed, and the middle-aged man cleared his throat and explained with a very sincere expression.

Kishida glanced at him, feeling offended.

Then, under the sneering expression of the middle-aged man, he went to the counter to pay the repair fee first, and then took the documents, and went out directly, and then had time to take the documents to the insurance company for reimbursement.

"Me, luck? Heh........"

On the way to the mall, Kishida gritted his teeth and said with hatred.

It is worth mentioning that because Maori Kogoro also came to this repair shop last time, so when the middle-aged man saw the dented car just now, his expression was a little surprised and confused, and Kishida estimated that he recognized his car that had only been in the repair shop for a few days a few days ago.

People who have two accidents in a month and a half, how can they have any luck? Therefore, what the middle-aged man, an insider, said in Kishida's opinion, was ridiculing himself alive, even if his expression was sincere!

In fact, he didn't guess wrong, but for repair shops, Kishida happens to be their favorite customer.

Of course, Kishida doesn't know what the psychological activity of middle-aged men will be, but he knows that the people on the insurance company's side should be quite helpless, and his premiums will rise in the future.

As for how much the premium will rise, he doesn't know, if he is planting flowers, then his own situation of being insured twice in a year is about 10%, but he doesn't know much about the market of island countries.

Anyway, it will probably rise, and he always has a bad premonition, his car is estimated to be more than two accidents this year, and I don't know how the premium is calculated at that time.

Alas! Oh, no! I almost forgot that the subsequent premiums will be paid in the next year, and I may not be able to survive next year! Well, in every sense of the word, you can't survive! If you say that, that's fine!

Thinking about it this way, Kishida, who had just sighed lightly, recovered his vitality again, and he was even thinking that if he continued to take risks, would it be more than three times before the insurance company would refuse to insure?

With this doubt, Kishida came all the way to the mall, and as soon as he entered the gate, he felt the liveliness of the mall, only to see that the customers in front of the counter were crowded, the voices were full of people, and the cashiers

Overwhelmed, there is no consciousness as a small shopping mall at all!

The so-called lottery area not far from the counter is lined up with a large number of people, everyone is full of hope and nervousness looking at the customer, who is spinning the wheel to draw the lottery, hoping that he will not draw his favorite prize.

When the hand-cranked lottery machine turns out white beads, they will obviously breathe a sigh of relief, and then wait until the lottery person leaves with a roll of tissues, and the person behind them goes up to turn the hand-cranked lottery machine, they continue to repeat what they just did, full of hope and nervousness.

"It's not that there can be so many people on holidays, it seems that the event is doing well!"

Kishida sighed with emotion, didn't look at it anymore, walked directly to the mall, followed the dazzling array of goods, rubbed shoulders with customers coming and going, and found a glasses counter in the mall.

Maybe it was luck, but within a few minutes, Kishida saw the glasses counter in front of him and hurriedly squeezed through the crowd and walked over.

"Sir, do you want glasses?"

The salesperson at the glasses counter is a sexy woman who doesn't need to look her in the eye for ten seconds to directly conclude that she is a "big murderer" every day, and Kishida's method is only to move his gaze down to her for a second.

"Well, but I'm going to have contact lenses, do you have them here?"

Out of respect for women, Kishida, who doesn't want to be treated as a pervert, only glanced at it for a second, and then looked at the woman's face quietly.

As for that second, it's not that Kishida deliberately wants to see it, but people are like this sometimes, always attracted by some inexplicable landscapes, the other party is so thick, he can subconsciously meow a glance and then retract his gaze, which is very good

That's it, meow! o(=n

The salesperson, who was accustomed to being stared at for a long time, subconsciously lowered his head slightly, and breathed a sigh of relief when he found that he still couldn't see his toes in his field of vision.

Since it's not his own problem, it's the other party's problem, with this idea, the salesperson smiled at Kishida with a sincere and unpretentious smile:

"Yes, what color do you want, and what are the requirements for the degree?"

"Black, powerless!"

Kishida, who didn't know the salesperson's inner drama, replied with a smile.

"Okay!"

The salesperson nodded, turned and walked to the counter in the back.

"Oh, by the way, let's have another dark green one, the same non-degree one will do!"

When the salesperson was in the glasses at the counter, Kishida suddenly had a flash of inspiration and said with a smile.

Dark green glasses are a good thing, you must know that Gin is dark green eyes, different from the last time there were props to transform directly, if you incarnate into Moutai again, this thing is indispensable, and it just so happens that you are free these days, you can go to Black Feather Kuaito to ask for advice on this ability.

So it's always good to be prepared, not to mention that it's not just Gin who has dark green eyes, and a certain Zhuxing University student who doesn't want to be named also has dark green eyes......

In order to be more convenient to direct and act when necessary, fish in troubled waters, and be a happy-stirring stick to hide his true identity while also being able to produce a sense of pleasure or something, in fact, Kishida has long considered whether to create another vest, a vest with the identity of the FBI......

And this vest can also be incarnated into Akai Shuichi's brother, although Akai Shuichi's mother is still alive is a big flaw, but it doesn't matter, half-brothers can also become twin brothers

When the time comes, when he is happy, he can still let him and Moutai play a rivalry theory and online fine separation thing.....

While waiting for the salesperson to pick up the goods, Kishida's mind was full of thoughts, but his eyes became brighter and brighter, no matter whether he wanted to create another vest in the future, he planned to buy a knitted hat later.