If we do manage to contact the police and provide clues about the organization...
Will that mean we can rescue Shiho from that dark hole sooner? ...
Such hope sounded as slim as the possibility that if he robbed a bank, the organization would let him and his sister go.
But Akemi Miyano never gave up hope.
She has made up her mind.
...
Three peaceful days passed in a flash.
The only thing that Yoruichi Toyama was not entirely satisfied with was that the Owl Cafe had not been open for three whole days, leaving him with nowhere to chat and joke around.
According to Akemi Miyano, from the day he went to Golden Island, there was a white paper posted at the store entrance saying that the owner was going out on business.
It wasn't until the fourth day that Boss Mao appeared at the shop with a cheerful smile, watching as Yoruichi Toyama's black cat and his own pet owl fought each other as if it were nothing out of the ordinary.
When Yoruichi Toyama asked him about it, he scratched his head and laughed.
"Me? I went fishing!"
"Fishing?" Yoru Toyama was taken aback. "No, boss, isn't that a bit too casual? You close the shop to go fishing?"
"It's my hobby! Besides, there's a saying, 'Steal half a day of leisure from a busy life'..."
"Time flies and life is short. So don't forget to stop to smell the flowers."
Mr. Mao, beaming with excitement, uttered a sentence in English.
I must say, the pronunciation is really standard, authentic Oxbridge accent.
The problem is, bro, what are you smelling for? You only have a few customers a day, aren't you busy enough?
Yoruichi Toyama sighed helplessly, thinking that the fisherman's way of thinking was beyond the comprehension of ordinary people like us.
"By the way, boss, where did you go fishing? You were gone for three days!"
Boss Mao's two small eyes narrowed into two slits with laughter.
"The Shonan coast of Kamakura! The scenery is truly beautiful..."
Yoruichi Toyama, who had just taken a sip of coffee, couldn't help but "pfft" out loud.
"Boss..."
"Is this name an alias? You do have a real name, right?"
"Hmm?" Boss Mao tilted his head like an owl, his small eyes gleaming.
"Toyama-kun, why would you ask that?"
Nonsense, who else could be fishing on the Shonan coast...?
"Your real name is Sendoh Akira, and you can play basketball, right?"
Mr. Mao's small eyes blinked, blinked, blinked...
Suddenly, a loud burst of laughter erupted.
"Toyama-kun, you... hahaha... I spent ages trying to figure out who Sendoh Akira is..."
"So you like watching cartoons too!"
Yoruichi Toyama chuckled twice.
Alright, at least now we know that the world of Slam Dunk hasn't been merged into it...
As I was lost in thought, my phone rang.
Yoruichi Toyama took out his Nokia 3310 and answered the call, immediately hearing the roar of an engine on the other end.
"...Hello, Toyama..." Akechi's voice sounded a little distorted, as if he were talking through an earpiece, and his tone wasn't as relaxed as usual.
"...If it's convenient, wait for me at the Owl Cafe..."
"I'm here right now," Yoruichi Toyama replied, then raised her voice slightly, "What's wrong on your end?"
"...It's nothing, I was driving..."
"...The people you want to see, I'll bring them there..."
"...Oh, by the way, please come over too, Miss Lin...See you later..."
After saying that, Akechi hung up the phone, leaving Yoruichi Toyama completely bewildered.
However, judging from his voice, he shouldn't be in any danger.
As for "the person I want to see," are you referring to the police? ...
Yoruichi Toyama thought for a moment, then called Akemi Miyano and asked her to meet him at the coffee shop.
The house they lived in was only a ten-minute walk from the coffee shop.
Just as Yoruichi Toyama was about to go out to greet Akemi Miyano, she heard a "ding" from the door.
"Welcome light—"
Before Boss Mao could finish his greeting, he was interrupted by the screeching sound of brakes coming from outside the door.
Yoruichi Toyama suddenly stood up and almost bumped into Akemi Miyano at the door.
"Akimi! Are you alright?"
"N-nothing..." Miyano Akemi was clearly still in shock, and she looked towards the door with him.
A cobalt blue BMW 750iL stopped precisely in front of the gate, and as the door opened, Mingzhi, dressed in a gleaming suit, stepped out.
But he didn't have time to put on a complete one.
The white Mazda RX-7 FD3S behind us suddenly appeared much larger in our field of vision, rushing towards us fiercely as if it were about to rear-end us.
The speed was so fast that it seemed not like it was driving too fast, but rather flying too low.
"squeak--"
"Ah!... Be careful!..."
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