Chapter 9 Listen to the Wind 09
When Nakahara Chuuya was making the call, Hoshino Nozomi took advantage of his inattention and rushed into the ward at lightning speed.
Of course, it was a lie that singing could cure diseases. It was just that Xingye Wang had never had any systematic exposure to medicine. Although he had been lying in the hospital for many years and had memorized some things through osmosis, there were real doctors present now. If he tried to show off his skills, he would be exposed.
In that case, it would be better to just talk nonsense to the end.
The system recycles forbidden knowledge very quickly. As long as he can successfully enter the room and meet the victim, he can complete the mission and leave.
When Hoshino saw that Nakahara Chuuya's attitude suddenly changed, he decided to trick him into making a phone call. He then took advantage of the situation, entered the ward, completed his task, and left.
The room was neatly arranged with sophisticated medical instruments. The man on the bed had a brown bowl-shaped head and was sleeping with steady breathing.
Hoshino looked at the system to confirm: [Is it? ]
System: [Yes, host.]
After confirming this, Hoshino Nozomi placed his hand on the patient's shoulder and began the recovery process.
[Main quest: Recover forbidden knowledge (progress 10%).]
[Side Mission 3: Please go to the hospital and look for victims of forbidden knowledge (completed).]
【Do you want to check the memory?】
Hoshino Wang nodded yes, and the next second, a picture flashed quickly before his eyes.
It was a pixelated cell phone.
Xing Yewang: “…”
The last time he checked his memory, he saw the appearance of the Red-Eyed Brother, but this time he saw nothing except a mobile phone covered with mosaics.
...Can this be used as a clue?
Hoshino Wang couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
Unable to figure it out, Xingye Wang silently took note of it and planned to leave. He looked around and realized that he had thought things were too simple before.
Probably to prevent the patient from jumping out of the window when he has an attack, the windows of the room are sealed. If he walks in through the main door, he might be asked "Why did you break in?" After all, Nakahara Chuuya is a member of the Port Mafia, and Hoshino Nozomi just ruined their deal last night. So even if Nakahara Chuuya behaves calmly at this moment, Hoshino Nozomi will not completely trust him.
Besides, the system had just reminded him to be more vigilant.
Then just play the whole trick. Since the forbidden knowledge on the patient has been recovered anyway, Hoshino Nozomi plans to sing a random song and pretend that she is "curing the disease" and then let the doctor check it out.
By the time they find that the patient is truly healed, Nakahara Chuuya will probably not bother to pursue the matter of breaking into the house.
【Please proceed with the performance appraisal.】
【Great success.】
[The wandering bard who has traveled for thousands of years plucked the strings and played the music that belongs to Teyvat. The melodious and graceful singing accompanied by the melody of the harp passed through the gaps and floated in everyone's ears, giving the audience a small shock. Your singing is so beautiful that even the sleeping patient sat up from the bed excitedly. ]
After the systematic narration ended, the originally comatose patient suddenly sat up from the bed.
Hoshino Nozomi put down his hands: "The treatment was very successful!"
Very good, the great success came at the right time. It was a medical miracle on the spot and saved the doctor the trouble of waking up the patient for examination.
The doctor looked dazed: "How is this possible..."
Yes, how is that possible.
Looking at Kajii Motojiro who had returned to normal, Nakahara Chuuya had a complicated expression, but such an incredible thing actually happened right before their eyes.
It was like a miracle.
The boy, who was as free and easy as the wind, stopped and sang a song he couldn't understand. Wendy changed from her previous cunning and lively look to a gentle expression as if she was a god who had pity on the world.
The language he sang was not Japanese, nor was it one of the several foreign languages that Zhongyuan Zhongya often heard. Perhaps it was the language from some small country.
But even if he didn't understand it, Nakahara Chuuya could still feel the emotions contained in the melody.
Tranquility, gentleness, tolerance...his mood also calmed down, and his previous irritability was swept away.
If it is such a singing voice, maybe it can really achieve such an effect. Such a ridiculous thought suddenly popped up in Nakahara Chuuya's mind.
Nakahara Chuuya walked up to Kajii Motojiro and asked him, "Kajii, how do you feel now?"
"Hmm? Very good! So good that I can make twenty lemon bombs in one go! No, even forty is no problem at all!"
He certainly looked fully recovered.
"Doctor," Nakahara Chuuya decided to have Kajii Motojiro do another appraisal out of caution, "Please take him for another appraisal."
The doctor still looked dazed: "Okay, Mr. Nakahara."
"Kajii, if the result is OK, please return to Port Mafia. I have something to ask you."
Kajii Motojiro: “Okay.”
He quickly followed the doctor.
Nakahara Chuuya casually pulled a piece of paper from the table, picked up a pen, and patted Wendy on the shoulder.
Wendy turned her head and said, "Chuye-kun, what's wrong?"
Nakahara Chuuya wrote: [Thank you for curing Kajii Motojiro. The Port Mafia will pay you a corresponding reward.]
He showed a bit of surprise on his face: "Huh, so sudden? You don't want to pursue what happened last night?"
[While that deal was important, it was not as important as Kajii.]
——In fact, this deal involves the entire port Mafia. Although Chuuya Nakahara is one of the five major cadres, he does not have the power to make decisions on behalf of the leader.
He sent a text message to Chief Mori, and after telling him about Wendy's situation and his guess, the chief quickly replied - there was no need to pursue what happened last night, and if possible, Chuuya-kun could try to build a good relationship with him.
"You two are quite loyal to each other," Wendy said with a smile, "If you want to give me money, you don't have to."
[What do you want?]
"Wine," Wendy's eyes suddenly lit up, "If you really want to thank me, buy me a drink!"
Nakahara Chuuya was stunned at first, then said helplessly: [Okay, then I will buy you a drink.]
What a strange request. For some reason, Nakahara Chuuya has become accustomed to Wendy's unconventional ways. As a wine lover, Nakahara Chuuya is familiar with the locations of all the bars in the city and quickly thought of a nearby bar.
[Follow me.]
Nakahara Chuuya turned and left, and Hoshino Nozomi followed him and left the hospital.
The two of them were not idle on the way. Nakahara Chuuya remembered what Chief Mori had told him, hesitated for a moment, and decided to start with the other party's interests and hobbies: [You sing very well, and your piano sound is also very nice.]
"Of course. I am the world's number one bard."
Nakahara Chuuya choked. Usually at this time, the other party would be polite and humble. However, after hearing his compliments, Wendy did not show any modesty at all. Instead, she looked like "I know, I'm just that good and awesome."
However, Chuuya Nakahara has been in the Port Mafia for many years and has seen all kinds of people. He quickly adjusted his thinking: [It must be very difficult to develop such skills under such circumstances. I didn't expect it.]
"I didn't expect that a deaf person like me could find the right tune?" Wendy's head suddenly leaned over, interrupting Chuuya Nakahara's writing. He smiled nonchalantly and said, "Hey, don't worry about these little details. Beethoven couldn't hear either."
The color-changing braid swayed slowly across the paper, and Nakahara Chuuya looked at Wendy, his eyes filled with pure happiness, and it seemed that he really didn't care.
Nakahara Chuuya thought that he had seen all kinds of people, but rarely had he seen someone who had such a miserable life but was still optimistic.
He seemed to be somewhat infected by Wendy's smile.
[arrive.]
Nakahara Chuuya stopped and motioned for him to look forward, indicating that this was the place.
Hoshino looked up and saw that this was a bar. There were not many people during the day, but it was just right for a quiet drink.
He had never been to such a place before, and his knowledge of alcohol was limited to the differences between beer, white wine and red wine. If it wasn't for the purpose of fulfilling Feng Shen's character of being addicted to alcohol, Hoshino Motoki would never have suggested this to Nakahara Chuuya.
He followed Nakahara Nakaya and sat down at the bar, waving his hand: "Please give me a glass of dandelion wine!"
Nakahara Chuuya quickly went over the information about dandelion wine in his mind.
This drink originated in medieval Europe and is not common in Japanese bars, but judging from the way Wendy ordered the drink directly, he didn't seem to know this.
Nakahara Chuuya silently memorized this information in his heart - Wendy has been in Japan for a short time, and her true identity may be related to the superpower organization in Europe.
After Wendy finished speaking, the bartender came over with a smile on his face, but suddenly put away his smile and said to Nakahara Chuuya solemnly: "Sorry, sir, we don't have dandelion wine, and we don't sell alcohol to minors."
He brought a glass of juice and pushed it in front of Wendy, and Nakahara Chuuya gave him a sympathetic look.
It happened so suddenly that he even forgot about Wendy's age.
[Minors are not allowed to drink alcohol.]
Xing Yewang: “…”
He belatedly remembered the attributes on his character card - Appearance: 90, which meant he looked like a beautiful minor, but he was also refused entry to the tavern because of this.
"Actually, I'm an adult, I just look younger." Hoshino Nozomi looked at the bartender seriously, trying to impress him with her sincere eyes.
The bartender smiled in a habitual manner and remained unmoved. He had seen many minors who lied about being adults.
Hoshino Nozomi took the juice sadly: "I still want to drink more."
Having said that, he himself has no special preference for alcohol, so he just pretended to like it. The juice tasted really good, and it would be even better if it could be a little sweeter.
Hoshino Wang took a few sips of the sweet juice and suddenly put down the cup.
He fixed his eyes on the shadows in the dark corner of the bar.
At the same time, the system's task bar is refreshed again.