Investigators choose to throw the script in a shredder

Yokohama coastal beach, a shop selling seafood chow mein.

"The Yokohama police station was bombed, suspected terrorists committed the crime, but until today no one from the local mafia has declared responsibility for the incident, the possibility of crimes by outsiders has greatly increased..."

A neat and beautiful woman broadcasts the news on the screen of the suspended TV with a rigorous and serious expression.

Facing the TV, a tourist in a blond floral shirt sat down, with subtle expressions on his handsome and three-dimensional features.

This is wronging them outsiders, obviously it was done by your own policemen...

Unlike the diligent investigators who made an excuse to travel, Jean really came to Yokohama to travel, and fulfilling Fitzgerald's commission was actually an excuse.

At that time, the only way to enter Yokohama was through the Fitzgerald line.

Let there be money and leisure, snakes and diseases, the world is big, but his personal will.

Yesterday, he worked hard for a day, and he was already very worthy of his boss who is far away overseas. The habit of the French on strike is deeply rooted in his bones. Today he let himself go to the beach of Yokohama, intending to have some fun.

Unexpectedly, there are surprisingly few young people on the beach. If there are no shops around that are still open, at first glance, I would think that he came to a private beach that is not open to the public.

"The legend of the 'Tsurumi River Mermaid' has been confirmed by the investigation team to be a fake hot legend, and the local water quality contains unknown toxins. Please do not get close to it..."

The news specially circled the area of ​​Tsurumi River with a red mark, for fear that some idiot would come to swim.

let:……

He remembered that Osamu Dazai was salvaged by Ruke in the Tsurumi River... No wonder the legend of the mermaid was falsified, after all, the mermaid itself was fished away!

Elderly people in the subway look at their mobile phones.jpg.

"Guest, what do you want?" The dark-skinned worker boy, wearing a white vest and black shorts, came up to greet him enthusiastically, "My seafood fried noodles are very delicious——"

"How fragrant is it?"

"Uh," the low-level migrant worker choked up, scratching his head with a ballpoint pen, "It's the fragrance of fresh seafood, that's—"

"It's fishy."

"...Our seafood is guaranteed to be caught and killed, fresh and delicious, and the chef is also very professional."

[kp: let real 901D100=66 success]

"'Fresh catch' without seeing the real thing? 'Fresh kill' of killing fish overnight?"

The smile of the migrant worker gradually disappeared: "Guest, are you here for dinner?"

Feeling a little bit of danger, Jean picked up the menu: "Sweet seafood fried rice, fish and chips, iced orange juice, strawberry shaved ice."

The working boy put on his business smile again and nodded: "Okay, come right away."

[Jian: Is it an illusion, just now I feel like this person is going to hit me. ]

[kp: How could it be an illusion, the part-time worker has 80 points in fighting, and his temper will not spoil you, my video recording function was turned on just now. ]

[let:……]

When opening a restaurant on the beach, the most important thing is to be fast. Whether it tastes good or not is secondary. If you make people wait anxiously, there may be a live-action fight on the emotional side of the customers.

The migrant worker quickly put together the dishes.

It was originally a professional expression, but in Rang's eyes, it was a different expression: "You have very few customers, is it because the food is terrible?"

If Rick is proficient in minefields and occasionally suffers accidents accidentally, then he is purely picky and forced.

[Jean: Why do you feel that you are more malicious towards me than towards Rick? ]

[kp: If you swear not to harm my npc's heart, faith, or spirit, I can also be gentle with you. ]

[Jean: I swear. ]

[kp: I don't believe it. ]

[Jean: ...you are too hard to please, kp. ]

The part-time worker is also an old part-time worker, so it’s not that he has never seen such a difficult customer, and it’s not a troublesome thing, so he cleaned up the shop where he works: “No, actually these days Yokohama The business here on the beach is not easy to do, foreign tourists usually seldom come to the beach of Yokohama after hearing the news, emmmmm.”

"Wind sound?"

"..." The migrant worker stopped talking.

Jean took out three banknotes from his wallet and handed them to the worker, and there were about [-] yen left after the checkout.

The working boy put away the money diligently, and his mouth was recharged quickly: "Two months ago, someone booked a place at the beach and held some kind of party. After that, strange things often happened at the beach."

"Strange thing?"

"That's right, there is a mermaid coming ashore in the sea." The black skin of the migrant worker blushed, and he lowered his voice embarrassingly, "Then he took the young people to the sea, and what... you know."

The migrant worker winked at Rang, and there was a hint of obscenity on Duan Fang's upright facial features.

Let the heart think: I know a hammer...

Less than 0.5 seconds later - let suddenly realize.

I really understand!

And still understand in seconds! ! !

With complicated emotions, for the first time, he began to reflect on whether he had been playing too wild recently.

"Because of that, the beach is deserted," the worker boy sighed, "If this continues, this job will be over again, and I will have to drink the northwest wind again."

"Aren't you going to find a job in the city?"

"In the city," the worker boy was in a trance for a moment, as if recalling some not-so-good memories, then he looked around, his voice lower than the one he said before, "guest, if you have a connection, you can still Get out of Yokohama quickly, people are killing people there."

Jean's voice was also very low: "Are you talking about the indiscriminate homicide case? The TV said it was over."

"That's a lie to you!" The migrant worker yelled out of control, and then he covered his mouth suddenly, and the distance between Rang and Rang was tens of centimeters closer, "Anyway, don't trust the government, the murder case will start again sooner or later Yes, while there is no news in these two days, run away quickly."

"How can you be so sure, and if everything is as you said, why don't you go?"

[kp: Dark cast? ? ]

[kp: Inspiration from the working brother 501D100=44 success]

The migrant worker ignored the previous question: "I was born in Yokohama, and I will die in Yokohama."

[kp: make real 901D100=12 extremely difficult to succeed]

Mixed with sadness, the young man's thoughts are wrapped. He has deep feelings for this land. This feeling is nostalgia, love, and the inseparability of the homeland.

Travel experts who travel around the world all year round cannot understand, but can respect.

"How sure are you that things will happen again? Have you seen the prisoner?" Jean repeated his question, speculating further.

"..." The worker boy shook his head, then retreated.

[Jean: Ah, the conversation is over. ]

Letting go of the disposable chopsticks indifferently, he began to eat his seafood fried noodles.

The taste is really good. Even with his picky tongue, he can’t pick out the bad parts. The seafood is really delicious, but I’m sure that the working boy just lied. Short time - why so fresh?

[kp: Dark cast? ? ]

[kp: let inspiration 601D100=91 fail]

[kp: let deduct sanity 1D6=5]

[kp: make remaining sanity 65]

A sense of dizziness hit Rang, and his brain was confused for a moment. The neurons fought in the gray matter of the brain for a while, and then shook hands under the call of the voice in the TV.

When there was a double image in the eyes, Jean saw a man in police uniform with an empty plate in front of him. The man lowered his head. After about 5 seconds, the double image disappeared.

When the ghost disappears, both the cop and the plate are gone.

Jean lowered his head and poked at the remaining seafood on the plate. The white meat was cut into small pieces that could not be seen by the chef.

[let:……]

[kp: Doubt now? ]

The blond Frenchman knocked on the plate with his chopsticks, put down the chopsticks in a few clicks, and continued to eat fish and chips with orange juice, and finally finished with shaved ice for dessert.

[kp: Your heart is really wide. ]

After eating, let's call the worker brother.

The migrant worker came over with less enthusiasm, as if he was looking at an unrepentant and curious ghost who went to dangerous places: "What's the matter?"

"I'm visiting Yokohama," Jean pointed to the deserted beach. "As you can see, beach volleyball is impossible to strike up a conversation with. Are there any other interesting entertainments here?"

The worker's eyes changed, as if he was looking at a freak he couldn't understand.

"You can try fishing. The fishing industry in Yokohama is quite good. There is a fishing tackle shop in Tsurumi River, and fishing tools are also sold here. The special fishing pier is right in front," the working boy said dryly, "At the fishing pier There are also jet ski rentals nearby...”

"Thank you for your suggestion," Jean pushed aside the chair and stood up, conveniently stuffing the banknotes in the wallet into the worker's collar, "Your food is really delicious."

There is a note in the middle of the banknotes, which contains the address and room number of the hotel where you are staying.

Working boy: ...

[kp:...]

Jean walked out of the seafood fried noodle shop smartly, took out his mobile phone, typed a string of characters cracklingly, and clicked send.

In about 10 seconds, the recipient replied, "I see."

After another 5 seconds, the other party added a sentence, "You can choose bombs or submachine guns and automatic guns. The bullets are under the package. Be careful playing with firearms."

Ren replied: "Thank you, I will kill them all."

other side:"……"

What the hell, the bull's head is wrong with the horse's mouth.

The leisurely Frenchman did not set off immediately, but turned to the beach fishing tackle shop next door, bought buckets and fishing tools, and came to the fishing pier.

The empty fishing pier was easily booked.

[kp: make lucky 151D100=100 big failure]

It took three hours to fish, all the bait was eaten by sharks, the fishing line was torn off by marine debris, and the bucket fell into the sea, losing everything-this wave of air force returning home can be called a template of templates.

Letting throw away the useless fishing rod and take a taxi back to the hotel, he found that there was no dark-skinned and good-looking working boy, and his mood was even worse.

He moved out of the arsenal that Weisu had stored in their room, took a taxi back to the beach, rented a jet ski, and prepared to fry fish at random.

The sea breeze is comfortable, and finally I have a sense of traveling. When letting me run on the water while humming a song——

[kp: Make inspiration 601D100=44 successful]

A bewildering attraction made him unconsciously shift the direction of the car, which was more intoxicating than the most expensive perfume.

The seafood tissue that is active in the stomach stirs up, urging people to go to the delicious place.

Let there be no resistance, increase the horsepower, and rush in the direction that the body desires——

[kp: make reconnaissance 401D100=39 success]

On the rippling blue sea, there were two liars that he didn't like floating - one was lying flat on the plank, and the other was heaving and falling on the sea, with only one head exposed.

The stomach got the signal before the nose, and the delicious aroma came from Dazai Osamu who only showed his head.

Jean's Adam's apple rolled down involuntarily.

——I really want to take a bite.

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