Those years when I was a purchasing agent in Yokohama

"May I come inside?"

The boy in a black suit stood at the door of the carriage, raised his head and looked obediently at the middle-aged man in the room.

He looked a bit embarrassed, the black suit jacket draped over his shoulders was covered with a lot of dust, his hair was disheveled, and there were even a few short pieces of dead grass stuck in it, his originally delicate and fair face was now gray. , the whole person looks like he just rolled out of the ground.

Chu Shu stared at him for a while, didn't speak, but silently turned his body aside, and directly expressed his attitude with actions.

The heating in the room was fully turned on, and the boy took off the dusty suit jacket outside not long after entering the room, and casually threw it aside.

"Well, this room is quite nice, and it comes with small biscuits."

The boy raised his head and looked at the overall structure of the room, then sat down on the gray-blue leather stool, reached out and took a butter cookie from the small snacks on the table, ready to throw it into his mouth.

"You should wash your hands first before eating."

Chu Shu helped him tidy up the coat that he had thrown aside casually, and stopped him with a voice.

The movement of the boy's hands paused for a moment, then he turned around and spread his hands innocently at him, "But there is no place to wash your hands here."

"Turn right when you go out, and the bathroom is next to it."

Chu Shu raised his chin at the young man, "By the way, wash your face, you look like a stray little cat now."

The boy blinked, then clenched his hands into fists and slowly raised them to his cheeks, tilted his head forward slightly, and softly "meowed" like a cat.

"It's too troublesome to go out."

The boy said slowly with a drawn-out tone similar to coquetry, and then he opened his mouth with an "ah", "Forget it, you'd better feed me."

Chu Shu: "..."

Chu Shu looked away unnaturally, okay, he admitted that he was indeed attracted by this little villain who was acting like a baby with him.

Chu Shu pressed the call bell in the room, and the captain in charge of this carriage quickly knocked on the door to ask him what he needed.

"Please prepare me a clean hot towel and a cup of hot black tea..."

Chu Shu turned his head and glanced at the black-haired boy who was sitting on the bench looking at the scenery outside the window, and added, "If you have crab salad, please give me one too."

The captain's attitude was very polite, "Guests, if you need to eat, you can go to the restaurant car at the front."

"No, I have a little cold, and it will be bad if I infect others."

Chu Shu covered his mouth pretending to be weak and coughed a few times, "I can just eat in my room."

The bus captain didn't doubt his words. When Chu Shu said that he was unwell, he asked thoughtfully if he needed to prepare a cold medicine for him. After Chu Shu said that he had brought the medicine with him, the bus captain left After coming here, I went to prepare the things Chu Shu needed.

"Zaizai, what are you doing here?"

After the driver left, Chu Shu returned to his seat, took a piece of chocolate cookie from the plate of snacks and fed it to the boy opposite.

His face was still disguised at this moment, but the voice was his own.I have to say that his voice really didn't match the middle-aged man he was pretending to be at the moment.

"Come find someone."

The young man took the biscuit he fed in one gulp, squinting his eyes and savoring the happiness brought to him by the sweets, just like a kitten who is satisfied after getting dried fish.

"A famous painting appraiser named Anton."

Dazai smacked his lips. After eating the biscuits, he was a little thirsty, so he reached out and took a sip of the cold black tea in Chu Shu's hand.

Chu Shu raised his eyebrows and didn't say anything. Anyway, he hadn't touched the cup of black tea and it was still clean.

"Famous painting appraiser? What do you want him for?"

"We recently bought a batch of famous paintings from abroad, but we are not sure whether they are authentic for the time being, so we need to find an appraiser to help identify them."

While speaking, he opened his mouth again, signaling to Chu Shu opposite him to feed him another piece.

The so-called acquisition is actually smuggling/smuggling. Those smuggling/smuggling products obtained through illegal means from overseas are usually sold at high prices to those wealthy and high-ranking people through the hands of these underground organizations. The profit is not low.

In the former Yokohama underground world, the Takase Society was the head of the smuggling/smuggling business, but the Takase Society has been gone for almost a month, and the port mafia naturally took over the job.

However, doing business is often accompanied by certain risks. Although this type of smuggling/smuggling business is highly profitable, the items circulated from overseas are often mixed. Works of art are the easiest to imitate.

Therefore, before trading such portraits, it is necessary to find a reliable appraiser to verify the authenticity.

"Since last week, Mr. Anton has been unable to be contacted, the phone can't be connected, and the email has not been answered, but we found that he booked the ticket for this mysterious train online a month ago."

"So you're here?"

"So I'm here."

Dazai was still chewing on a small biscuit filled with blueberry jam, and responded somewhat vaguely.

"Then lie down on a rail by the way."

Chu Shu glanced at him, "So the person who planned to commit suicide by lying on the track before departure was indeed you."

"At that time, the two railroad tracks were only so far away from me. It would be a pity not to lie on them."

Dazai stretched out his hand and gestured in mid-air, then spread his hands and made a helpless gesture.

"But in the end, I was defeated. I was almost taken away by Mr. Police. I was almost defeated in this mission. In that case, it would be a double failure."

"Crispy?"

"Yes, a result that is more unsatisfactory than failure is called failure."

Chu Shu conveniently stuffed a piece of cranberry cookie into his mouth, "It sounds like some kind of weird fruit pie."

At this moment, someone knocked on the door of the room, and the eyes of the boy on the opposite side suddenly lit up, "It's my crab meat!"

"There is no such strange food, what I ordered for you is crab salad."

Chu Shu stood up from the bench, went to the door and opened the door. The person standing at the door was indeed the car captain just now. He took all the things that Chu Shu wanted, and handed them over to him. After Chu Shu, he returned to his position and waited for orders.

"The service of this train is really good, no wonder tickets are so popular."

Dazai only wiped his hands perfunctorily with a hot towel, and eagerly picked up a fork to enjoy the delicious-looking crab meat salad in front of him.

"It's a pity that it only opens once a year. Well, why don't I book tickets online in advance next year."

Chu Shu frowned slightly, "So you got on the bus without buying a ticket this time?"

"You can't buy it."

Dazai stuffed a mouthful of crab salad into his mouth, and said vaguely.

"The tickets for this train were sold out as early as a month ago, and I couldn't find anyone online who was willing to pay a high price for second-hand tickets. Fortunately, you are also on this train, otherwise I would have to stand in the aisle today and blow the air. "

He flinched, "The aisle of the carriage is very cold."

When he said this, Chu Shu suddenly remembered a question that he had forgotten.

"So how on earth did you recognize me?"

This question has troubled Chu Shu for a long time. In the aisle just now, Belmode, who was pretending to be Shuichi Akai, couldn't recognize him. How could he be recognized by the boy opposite?

And this is not the first time he recognized him, the last time he was in the castle...

Chu Shu wondered where he showed his flaws.

"Well……"

The boy rested his chin on one hand, thought for a moment and gave an answer, "Intuition."

Chu Shu: "??"

What kind of answer is that?Can you see through his disguise by relying on self-consciousness?

He remembered that the boy's superhuman disqualification was to nullify all supernatural abilities, not to nullify all disguises...

The characteristic of the Suzuki express train is that it will not stop until it reaches the terminal station, and it will not reveal where the terminal station is, but it is not difficult to guess, as long as you check the train's running status on the Internet in advance, you can guessed it.

It's like the terminal station this time is in Nagoya, and gin and vodka are ambushing in Nagoya at the moment. If Belmode and Bourbon fail to solve Shirley on the train, they will directly detonate the bomb buried near the station. Bomb/Bomb, together with Shirley, will kill all the passengers in the car.

Chu Shu buried his head and glanced at the time on his watch. It had been nearly half an hour since the train left. Calculating the time, it was time for those two people to start, and he had to start carrying out his mission.

Otherwise, if Shirley ran away, with Lao Qin's ruthless personality, he would definitely be blown away with him without hesitation.

"Speaking of which, you've been keeping this uncle's disguise since just now, can't you tear it off?"

The black-haired boy who was full of food and drink stood up from his seat, leaned forward slightly, and moved directly in front of Chu Shu.

He stretched out his hand and groped Chu Shu's disguised face for a while, and then reached the position behind his left ear. There was obviously a joint mark there, which was invisible to the naked eye, and he had to touch it to feel it.

As long as it is torn from here, the camouflage on Chu Shu's face can be torn off, and the black-haired boy opposite obviously has this plan.

Chu Shu immediately stopped him, grabbed the boy's troubled hand, and said solemnly in a slightly warning tone: "This can't be revealed casually, I have a mission just like you."

It takes time and energy to pretend, especially for his obsessive-compulsive disorder, a little difference and flaws will make him unbearable.Therefore, it usually takes longer for him to disguise himself.

He will go out later, obviously there is no extra time for another disguise.

"But then I can't see you."

The black-haired boy who had been "reprimanded" raised his head to look at him, and Chu Shu saw a look of aggrieved look in his kite-colored eyes.

"I haven't seen you for half a month."