Jing Baiye stood at the door of the safe house, blowing the not-cold night wind in May, deep in thought as he looked at the system map.
3:30 in the morning is an awkward time. Even late-night izakayas rarely open so late. In two or three hours, breakfast restaurants will start their business for the new day.
The system map showed the distribution of nearby restaurants, with their respective business hours and specific addresses marked under their names. Jing Baiye looked around and couldn't find any that were still open.
[At this time, you can only go to the convenience store to buy instant noodles or bento boxes that were not sold out yesterday.] The system prompted.
[...This is the only way.] Jing Baiye was helpless.
Gin misunderstood him deeply in some aspects, for example, he thought he was easy to support. In fact, he really didn't care about what he wore or where he lived, but he was very concerned about food. He must have the best food to satisfy his hunger.
He is picky about fast food... If he is really pressed for time and can only chew the crushed biscuits stored in the system backpack, he will eat a few more big meals afterwards to compensate for himself.
Jing Baiye had his keys and mobile phone in his left pocket. He exchanged some yen at the system store and put them in the other pocket.
There are many convenience stores in Japan, about 50,000 across the country. In Tokyo, the largest and most populous urban area in Japan, you can easily find one just walking a short distance away. He found the convenience store closest to him on the system map.
shop and found that it was less than 600 meters away from the safe house.
Jing Baiye turned off the system map and walked in the direction of the display. Sure enough, he found it after a while.
There were not many customers in the store at this time, only the cashier was on duty.
Jing Baiye glanced there casually and found that the cashier on duty was a good-looking young man with conspicuous blond hair and a darker wheat color, much darker than the average person.
Different from his previous life, the people he met now had a variety of eye colors, but their hair colors were relatively normal. The blond hair was either acquired or of foreign origin. There were no more completely Asian people with naturally light hair.
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But this has nothing to do with him, he is not a teammate who can bring him bonuses, and the flowers on his face have nothing to do with him.
Jing Baiye quickly averted his eyes, walked directly to the shelf with instant noodles, and started selecting from the small packages.
He planned to eat some instant noodles to fill his stomach first, then take a shower and go to sleep. When he woke up, it would be almost noon or afternoon. Then he would go to a nearby restaurant to have a good meal, and then go back and wait for someone to pick him up.
Organizational people.
Shirley hasn't set a specific time for the treat yet, so he will arrange it this way first. If there is any change, it will depend on the situation.
Jing Baiye was just about to pick up a tonkotsu flavor instant noodles with the No. 1 selling card, when he suddenly felt someone approaching him. He turned around suddenly and saw the salesman standing next to him.
It seemed that he didn't expect that he would suddenly turn around, and the other party was also startled and stood there looking at him.
"What's the matter?" Jing Baiye was a little strange, but didn't pay too much attention.
People who stay in the dark for a long time will be very sensitive to the breath of others. For example, Shirley can even sense whether there are members of the organization nearby. He is not to this extent and can only feel whether there is malice or malice in the other person.
Murderous, this young man in front of me doesn't have that uncomfortable feeling.
"Are you still a student? Why are you still out alone so late?"
Jing Baiye, who was fourteen years old but had already graduated from college for a year, felt the other person's eyes fall on his left eye and then on his neck. Both sides were wrapped in bandages. He frowned as he looked at it.
He looked very worried.
The two of them were standing not far away, and Jing Baiye noticed that he was nearly half a head taller than her, with a name tag hanging on his chest - Amuro.
"I just came back from abroad. I didn't eat on the plane and there was nothing to eat at home, so I went to the convenience store to buy something." He told the truth, reaching for a bucket of instant noodles and handing it over: "Please help me settle the bill.
"
The other party took the thing, his suspicious eyes still lingering on the bandage on Jing Baiye's body for a few seconds, then he said nothing more and turned towards the cashier.
Jing Baiye followed him, and when passing by the vertical freezer, he also took a bottle of Feizhai Happy Water from inside.
"The total is 350 yen." Amuro said.
Jing Baiye took out the corresponding amount of coins and handed them to him. He took them and counted them. After confirming that the amount was correct, he put them into the cash box.
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At 3:49 in the morning, 10 minutes had passed since the last customer left. Toru Amuro looked at the clock on the convenience store, and the second hand on it ticked forward.
As the second hand turned around and slid to 12, entering 3:50, his cell phone rang on time.
"Hello?" He picked up the phone.
"It's me, Mr. Furuya." The voice of his subordinate came from the other end.
"...You should call me 'Amuro' now." Hearing his last name being called out so carelessly, Toru Amuro could only be grateful that there was no eavesdropping application on his phone and that there were no suspicious people around him.
"Okay, come on... ahem, Mr. Amuro."
"..."
Toru Amuro resisted the thought of criticizing the other party. Now it was business that mattered. He said seriously: "About the information about the 'swimming pool', is the source accurate?"
"Yes, the intelligence provider is an old veteran who has been in France for many years and has had intelligence transactions with that organization." The voice on the other side became much more serious, "It caused a series of riots in Paris not long ago, and sneaked into the 'swimming pool' to process information
The main culprit behind the center, a member of the black organization code-named 'Angstra', is confirmed to have arrived in Japan today."
Hearing this series of descriptions of being imprisoned, Toru Amuro couldn't help but feel a little frightened. He frowned and said, "He infiltrated a country's intelligence agency. Why didn't the French authorities issue a wanted order for him?"
"It seems that because the other party acted very cautiously and cruelly, even the camera inside the 'swimming pool' did not leave any image records of him, and those who had confrontations with him... were all killed, and no relevant information can be provided.
Intelligence." No identity information was left, and even the agents who knew his code name were eliminated, so it was naturally difficult to issue a wanted order.
"How did that senior know that he was coming to Japan?"
"Senior had a drink with a low-level person in that organization who had come into contact with Angstra. After getting the other person drunk, he got some information."
"It is said that he is very young and can't see one of his eyes. Another thing is..."
"He hated undercover agents and intelligence agency personnel very much. None of the prisoners he was responsible for interrogating... did not speak."
