Akai Shuichi was not prepared to touch the porcelain.
He just went out to look for food. When he was selecting shrimps for making cream crayfish, he looked up and saw a very familiar chin.
That was the chin he had been looking at every day in the past few days. Even though he didn't see anything fancy, he couldn't reconstruct the owner's appearance from this chin. But just seeing half of the face of the person opposite him, he had a strange feeling that "Ah, maybe this is the person."
While selecting, Shuichi Akai quickly observed the opponent.
The young man with short brown hair seemed to be chatting with someone. He had earphones in his ears and seemed to be talking and laughing, but also looked helpless at times.
It really seems too common.
He would even pick up two bags of different types of beef to compare, then think hard, and with the advice of a kind housewife passing by, he would frugally choose the one with a better value for money.
Shuichi Akai, who was carefully observing the other person through various movements, even felt that he was just obsessed with looking at his chin. Every passerby he saw on the street would be considered his own chin that he had been staring at for several days without sleep.
But if you think about it the other way around, there is also a problem.
——Why this person?
From the time I went out until now, there are countless people on the streets and in the supermarkets. Why is it that only when I see this person do I feel that "this is the person"?
Shuichi Akai is a sniper. As a sniper, there are two things he trusts the most: the gun in his hand and his intuition.
So even though this idea was a bit strange, he still chose to believe in himself.
After all, he has done almost nothing these days except looking at that chin (laughs).
However, because he didn't know the other person's identity, Shuichi Akai didn't dare to look at him too blatantly. He just hesitated when he was a few steps behind the other person and walked out of the door. Seeing that the other person was obviously thinking about something and got into the car, he subconsciously moved closer.
Even he himself realized belatedly that he had chosen this simple and cost-free method, but it would be embarrassing if he told others about it.
Scam.
But the porcelain had already been touched, and the little cat Akai, who stretched out his paw to pick up the flowers and lay next to the vase, had to close his eyes and silently plan his next move.
Feeling the other party approaching in panic, Shuichi Akai could sense that he seemed to be touched twice in panic, heard the young man call "Sir" a few times in a panic, and finally heard the sound of the other party dialing the phone.
The sound of the button was 911, and he seemed to be a good law-abiding citizen.
This made Shuichi Akai a little hesitant. After all, calling an ambulance in the United States is still quite expensive, and if it was the target of his mission... emm, could this still be a good mafia that abides by the law?
While he was hesitating, the other party had finished the call, and before he could take the next step, he answered the next call.
"Ah, it's vodka." He heard this law-abiding good citizen call out the name of a drink, and his body subconsciously tensed up - no, you have to relax a little. If he is really a member of the organization, it is too easy to be discovered.
Fortunately, that doesn't seem to have happened and the other side is still explaining it to them.
Vodka? This code name is in the FBI's intelligence database. It is said that this person is a member of the organization that has been in and out of the same organization as the top killer Gin. He must be extremely vicious.
"Sorry, sorry, something seems to have happened here. How about you guys eat first?" Sawada Tsunayoshi, who didn't know what the victim was thinking, rubbed his cheeks and looked at the black-haired young man lying on the ground with some worry. This was the first time he bumped into someone... Whether it was in the original world or this world, so he was a little panicked. And he just called 911, and he didn't know if Gin had arranged an identity for him. He couldn't be an illegal immigrant, right?
After explaining a few words, Sawada Tsunayoshi hung up the phone and looked at the young man lying on the ground.
Several minutes had passed since the call to 911, and it was obviously impossible for the other party to reach them so quickly.
Someone nearby had already noticed them and was pointing and talking. A child's ball accidentally rolled over, and Sawada Tsunayoshi pursed his lips, picked up the ball for the child, and then put his hat on from behind.
However...
He looked hesitantly at the young man who seemed to be unconscious, and he felt that...
While he was thinking, the young man with long black hair slowly opened his eyes.
"Ah, sir, are you awake?" Sawada Tsunayoshi, who is a good kid at heart, rushed over to apologize, "I'm so sorry that I didn't see you when I was reversing. Are you okay, sir?"
At the end, Sawada Tsunayoshi's voice slowed down, and he put one hand on the other person's shoulder, looking hesitant.
The young man with long black hair blinked slowly and covered his forehead.
"Who are you……?"
…
"Huh? You said the person you accidentally hit while backing up lost his memory?"
Shiho Miyano, who was wearing a white coat and standing on a small stool doing experiments, had her phone between her ears. She poured the solution into a bottle and asked suspiciously, "Are you serious? Are you being scammed?"
I could almost feel the other person's disbelief through the phone.
Sawada Tsunayoshi looked at the black-haired young man sitting in the passenger seat, holding the vegetables and fruits that had fallen all over the floor and still blinking obediently, and he also felt a headache.
"That shouldn't be the case," he muttered, defending himself with a little embarrassment at being questioned by a 13-year-old girl, "He really looks like he doesn't remember anything."
"...It seems so." Miyano Shiho repeated the word with interest, "Then, what else did you do?"
"Oh, I also called 911," Sawada Tsunayoshi said, pausing before hearing another sound of disbelief from the other end. "I'll cancel it right away!"
After all, Vodka just replied to him and it seems that he didn’t have time to give him **…
The young man, who had never encountered such a situation before except when Reborn tricked him, rubbed his nose and said, "So do you have a place where I can help this kid check his body? After the physical examination, I will go shopping with you, okay?"
Miyano Shiho snorted slightly, thought for a moment, and accepted the bribe.
She greeted the laboratory members who came in and walked alone to a quiet and secluded place.
"Yes, but they are more basic," she stuffed a strawberry-flavored lollipop into her mouth and said vaguely, "What about the hospital here? It should be more convenient."
"Well." Sawada Tsunayoshi carefully glanced at the black-haired young man sitting in the car, who seemed to be seriously thinking about the philosophical question of who he was, and answered hastily, "I don't really want to drag ordinary people into the organization."
After all, even if it is a low-level hospital, what if the police here find out about it?
It was already unlucky for this man to be hit by his fellow driver who had poor driving skills when he was reversing. It would be even more unfortunate if he had to spend a few days in jail because of this in the future.
He was indeed a law-abiding mafia-loving young man who really considered the other party, and that's why he avoided gin and vodka and found a kid whose background was at least cleaner on the surface.
Little did they know that after listening to their conversation, it was Shuichi Akai who had mixed feelings.
He covered his forehead and actually felt a bit of a headache.
He originally wanted to use his "amnesia" to develop some kind of connection with this person, but he didn't expect that this person might have some connection with the target organization, but he was an unexpectedly law-abiding guy.
And although he may have just said he had amnesia to fool people, once he went to the hospital, the truth would be revealed soon. And because it happened suddenly, he was not prepared... Well, I'll try to improve it next time.
Taking advantage of the young man's soft voice on the other side of the phone, Akai Shuichi quickly adjusted his strategy, changing from pretending to be "I'm so weak" to "I'm so weak, I'm just pretending."
After Sawada Tsunayoshi hung up the phone and returned to the car, he saw Akai Shuichi who had quickly adjusted his condition.
He looked at the other person hesitantly, feeling that this person was different from the one he had just seen.
Hmm...I feel like things are getting weird?
Akai Shuichi, who had become strange, glanced at him and covered his head in a pretentious manner.
"This gentleman?" Sawada Tsunayoshi didn't have time to think about the strange thing, and he was concerned about the other party. "Are you okay? Do you still have a headache now? Please wait a moment, the ambulance will be here soon!"
However, the young man groaned in pain a few times, with malicious light flashing in his dark green eyes.
"Ambulance? What's the use of an ambulance when the person is dying?" He lay back and stopped pretending. His long black hair spread out behind his head, and a few buttons on his shirt were loose. He put one foot on the black table, and his black high leather boots reflected the light. He successfully pretended to be a bit of a gangster.
The young man looked at Sawada Tsunayoshi and made a money gesture with his hand, "Only this is the panacea."
Having come out of his panic, Sawada Tsunayoshi was speechless.
He looked at the calm young man, recalled the countless times he had been cheated, and belatedly admitted his mistake.
What Shiho-chan said was indeed right, and what he just felt was also right... This person was actually a scammer!
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