Those years when I was a purchasing agent in Yokohama

Since the completion of the last task, Chu Shu fished in Yokohama for nearly half a month, and Lang Mu never contacted him again.

Chu Shu ran to and from the school rental house every day, and when he was about to adapt to the boring but comfortable life of an ordinary college student, an unexpected person contacted him suddenly.

Inside a Sichuan hot pot restaurant in Tokyo.

Although this restaurant is known as Sichuan hot pot, the owner is Japanese. The taste of the bottom of the pot has also been adjusted according to the taste of the Japanese. The extra spicy here is probably the authentic Sichuan. The mild spicy level of hot pot.

There was a strong and pungent spicy smell in the air. Chu Shu picked up a piece of scalded hairy belly, dipped it in the oil dish a few times, and put it in his mouth. Concealed look of disappointment.

The Maodu in this store does not have the crispness that Maodu should have. It tastes like eating a tasteless rag. It is better to go home and use the hot pot base in the refrigerator to boil it yourself.

Chu Shu suddenly lost his appetite. He put down the chopsticks in his hand and looked at the two people sitting opposite him.

Opposite him sat two men all in black, and a silver-haired man in a black windbreaker was sitting in his seat with arms folded without saying a word.

And the man in the black suit next to him was holding a piece of lettuce, ready to throw it into the clear soup pot for cooking.

Chu Shu ordered the Mother-in-Child Pot, which is the kind with a big pot on the outside and a small pot in the middle. The big pot on the outside is filled with scary red spicy bottoms, and only the mini pot in the middle is hot. The milky white clear soup was tumbling in the small pot.

The burly man stood up from his seat at this moment, picked up a pitiful piece of lettuce, and was about to scald it in the clear soup pot in the middle, but the steaming heat from the hot pot hit his sunglasses, and his vision suddenly became blurry. Fuzzy, one of the chopsticks in his hand was not clamped firmly, and the piece of emerald green lettuce fell into the bottom of the red oil pan next to him.

Chu Shu raised his eyebrows, and stretched out his chopsticks to pick up the poor piece of lettuce and handed it to the man in the suit. The emerald green leaves of the lettuce were covered with red oil from the bottom of the spicy pot. Human vision creates a very shocking sense of oppression.

The man in a black suit looked at the boiled lettuce in the bowl, and the chopsticks in his hand couldn't be put or put for a while, and he could only barely hang in mid-air.

"Huh? Why don't you eat it, Lao Fu? Don't you want to be vegetarian?"

Chu Shu blinked, picked up a fresh pig's brain flower at hand and asked intimately, "How about I burn a pig's brain flower for you?"

Vodka stared at the pig's brain flower in Chu Shu's hand for only a second, and immediately moved the chopsticks to pull the lettuce steak in the bowl to his mouth.

"No, I just want to be vegetarian today."

Chu Shu turned his gaze to the silver-haired man sitting beside him as steady as Mount Tai.

"What's the point of calling me here? It can't be that you suddenly want to see me."

"Put this on."

Qin Jiu took out a small golden object from his arms and pushed it to Chu Shu who was opposite him.

"This is……"

Chu Shu stared at the small metal ring on the table for a while, and a look of surprise flashed across his face.

"Old Qin, are you going to propose to me?"

"Pfft!" The vodka who was frantically pouring ice hydrolyzed spicy vodka into his mouth spewed out after hearing Chu Shu's words.

His move attracted the attention of many people, and even a caring waiter came over to ask what happened.

"It's nothing, he just accidentally choked."

Chu Shu sent the waiter away with these words with a smile.

"Sorry, Brother Gin."

After the waiter left, Vodka immediately confessed to Gin for his gaffe.

Gin glanced at him and said nothing.

"However, Lao Qin, your preparations for this proposal are too shabby. Not to mention the diamond ring, at least prepare a pure gold ring."

Chu Shu played with the small metal ring in his hand, and there was a trace of disgust in his eyes, "The one you gave me is a gold-plated one, and it's not even gold, so it's too perfunctory."

"This is a pass for the Suzuki express train."

Qin Jiu said in a cold voice.

"Oh, that rumored mysterious train?"

Chu Shu picked up a piece of duck blood from the hot pot, put it in the oil dish to cool for a while before putting it in his mouth, he buried his head and glanced at the gold-plated ring in his hand, it was indeed engraved with a pattern of a train, and beside it was Suzuki Group abbreviation.

"So this isn't what you used to propose to me?"

Chu Shu looked at the expressionless silver-haired man opposite, and blinked, "Well, that's fine, after all, if we go straight to get married before anything happens, our married life will probably not be harmonious , it’s better to take this kind of life event step by step.”

Vodka sat silently and poured ice water into his mouth.Although his usual sense of presence is already very weak, but at this moment he very much hopes that his sense of presence can be even weaker, and it is best for the two people next to him to just pretend that he does not exist.

"Bermode contacted me, and Bourbon found out that Shirley was on that train, and the two of them would also take that train."

Gin always maintained the same posture and sat on his seat, and he didn't move the chopsticks and bowls in front of him from beginning to end.

"Oh? Bourbon?"

Hearing the code name of a certain golden-haired black-skinned man, Chu Shu suddenly became interested, "He will go too? Since when did he become interested in Xue Li?"

Gin took out a cigarette from his pocket, but he didn't light it up, "Who knows what that man is thinking."

Chu Shu curled his lips, "I suddenly realized that I was a little jealous of Shirley, and I was able to be spotted by you and Bourbon at the same time."

Qin Jiu let out a cold snort, "We only value that woman's life."

"Aren't you going by yourself?"

Chu Shu played with the small metal ring in his hand, and looked at the silver-haired man opposite him with a smile.

"Didn't you always want to catch her with your own hands?"

"That day I will wait at Nagoya, the terminal station of that train, just in case I will plant a bomb there in advance. If you don't catch Shirley, I will blow up the whole station together with that train .”

Gin's voice was as calm as usual, without the slightest fluctuation, as if what he just said was just a trivial matter.

Chu Shu raised his eyebrows, "Are you planning to let other passengers be buried with Shirley?"

Gin glanced at him, "As long as you can successfully catch that woman on the train."

Chu Shu casually played with the ring in his hand, "It's okay to leave this kind of matter to Bourbon and Belmode, why bother to let me go."

"Letting you go is just for an extra layer of protection. So far, that cunning woman has escaped from me many times. You follow Bourbon and Belmode and don't reveal your identity. If necessary, you can directly kill that woman."

The right hand wearing a black leather glove handed over a small black pistol/gun. Chu Shu raised his eyebrows, but did not reach out to take it.

"I said Lao Qin, isn't it a bit unkind of you to do this?"

Chu Shu supported his chin with one hand, and looked at the handsome silver-haired man opposite him, "I think you should be very clear that I am not your subordinate, and I have no obligation to obey your orders."

"Like this kind of state of brandy and vodka, you can rely on your good looks to come here once in a while, and I won't accompany you if there are too many times."

Inexplicably cueed vodka: "..."

Vodka, who was silently drinking water next to him, never thought that he could be shot while lying down. He was so shocked that he didn't dare to wave to the waiter for a refill.

Qin Jiu raised his eyes and glanced at him, "What do you want?"

Chu Shu stared at him for a while, then suddenly pursed his mouth, showing an aggrieved look, "You must show some sincerity when you find someone to do something, you don't even let me sit in your co-pilot."

Gin Jiu's favorite car, the Porsche 356A, Chu Shu has been coveting this antique car for a long time, but unfortunately Gin Jiu has never lent him to drive it, not even letting him take the co-pilot seat.

Speaking of this, Chu Shu deliberately glanced at Vodka aside with a mournful gaze. This little brother is a frequent passenger of Gin Jiu's Porsche co-driver, and sometimes Gin Jiu even gives up the driving position for him to drive.

Vodka was taken aback by his plaintive gaze, and he got up from his seat and ran to the bathroom.

It's not that he wants to use the omnipotent way of urinating to escape reality, it's just that he drank too much water just now and really wants to go to the bathroom to solve it.

When Vodka went to the bathroom, Gin put the pistol/gun back into the inside pocket of the black windbreaker.

Then he took out another black object from his pocket.This time, though, it's a black key with the Porsche logo inlaid on the front.

Chu Shu stared blankly at the car keys that Qin Jiu handed over, then he raised his head and looked at the indifferent silver-haired man opposite, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "In order to catch Shirley, you really spent your money."

Qin Jiu glanced at him coldly, but didn't speak.

"Okay, I understand. I will pretend to be an ordinary person and sneak in. But I have agreed in advance that if Bourbon and Belmode don't catch Shirley before arriving at the terminal, I will not care about it." .”

Chu Shu happily took over the black car key, turned it over in his hand several times, and then showed a bright smile at the silver-haired man opposite.

"I don't care if you want the whole car to be buried with Shirley. But I don't want to die young. I still have a lot of things I want to do."

"what ever."

"Oh, by the way, can I also take Bourbon with me at that time, that black skin is so handsome, it would be a pity to be killed just like that."

"what ever."

"When are you going to a love hotel with me?"

"Uh..." Chu Shu looked at him with a smile, "Why don't you say it's up to you at this time?"

Gin gave him a cold look, "Boring."

It just so happened that Vodka came back from the bathroom at this time, and Gin stood up from his seat, just like the previous few times, only leaving Chu Shu with a cold and handsome back, and left without even saying hello.

Vodka looked at Chu Shu who was still sitting on his seat, then at his elder brother who was about to walk out of the hot pot restaurant, and decisively chose the latter.

After the two left, Chu Shu took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and found a photo that he had previously deleted but not cleared among the deleted photos.

Chu Shu stared at the tea-haired girl who was only about seven or eight years old in the photo, lost in thought.