A flash of shock flashed across his eyes, but he quickly covered it up.
"I don't know him." He said calmly.
"Really don't know him?"
"I don't want to repeat myself." His Japanese was a little awkward.
The man in the red robe turned his head and stared at what was in front of him. After a moment, three different photos were projected on the wall.
“Every time an alien invader appeared, I came to find you, but your answer was always “I don’t know you”… Now I will give you one last chance.
If we miss this opportunity, the next time we meet will probably be when the death sentence is read out."
The man in the red robe pointed at the four blurry screenshots on the wall and spoke word by word:
"Do you know them?"
Cao Yuan glanced at the four photos and continued calmly, "I told you, I don't recognize any of them."
"……very good."
A hint of anger appeared in the eyes of the red-robed man. He closed the projection of his left eye and walked in front of Cao Yuan.
"I hope you don't regret your decision today."
He turned around and walked out of the cell. The heavy prison door closed automatically with a dull thud.
Boom——!
In the dark cell, Cao Yuan was locked in mid-air, with messy black hair hanging beside his cheeks. He turned his head and stared blankly at the wall where the photo had just been projected. After a long time, a smile appeared on his cracked lips.
"You guys, can't get caught..."
…
Yokohama City.
"What did you say?!"
On the side of the street, a man in a suit and tie stood there in a daze, looking at the handsome young man in a windbreaker in front of him.
"Excuse me, where can I be a gigolo?" Lin Qiye repeated solemnly.
"Cow... Cowherd?"
The man was a little confused. He scratched his head and said uncertainly, "As for male escort clubs, there don't seem to be many in Yokohama. You can try your luck in the West City, but I still recommend you go to Shinjuku."
"Where is Shinjuku?"
"In Tokyo."
"How am I supposed to get there?"
"Of course I'll take the JR Saikyo Line..."
"Thanks."
Lin Qiye nodded thoughtfully.
In fact, he had no idea what a gigolo was, and fundamentally, he had no need to work for himself.
His goal was simple, to secretly find out the situation of this country and look for other team members. According to Lin Qiye's judgment, since everyone sank into the sea together, the flow trajectory of the ocean currents was likely similar, which meant that perhaps they also drifted to a certain place in this country.
But both finding out the situation and finding team members require time and money. At least he needs to be able to buy a few train tickets instead of walking all over Japan.
Under the watchful eye of that mysterious being, he could not use the Forbidden Ruins, and in order not to arouse suspicion from local police or other people, he'd better use reasonable and legal means to get the money... After all, the water here is too deep, and no one knows where the crisis is hidden, so it's better to be cautious.
Since Yurina said that being a gigolo makes money quickly and it's easy for him, then of course he can give it a try.
But now he couldn't even get enough money for the ticket to Shinjuku, and he didn't even buy the sword bag to put away [Zhanbai], so he needed some other way to make some money...
Lin Qiye walked to the bustling street, observing the streets on both sides while thinking.
It is already past nine o'clock in the evening, but the city center of Yokohama is still very lively. The high-rise buildings on both sides are flashing neon lights, and various izakayas and beef hot pot restaurants are emitting rich aromas. High school students on the street are running and playing, passing by Lin Qiye and running into the convenience store on the corner.
Lin Qiye stopped at the traffic light. At this moment, photos were scrolling on the huge screen at the intersection, attracting his attention.
"Bad guy: Ariyama Ryota, a wanted criminal of the "Bird Hunting" level, with a reward of 3,000,000 yen, and a reward of 500,000 yen for witnesses..."
"Evil man: Hirakawa Takashi, a Yasha-level wanted criminal, with a reward of 100,000 yen, and a reward of 30,000 yen for witnesses..."
"Bad guy: Amamiya Haruki, a wanted criminal of the "Fierce Demon" level, with a reward of 10,000,000 yen. A reward of 1,000,000 yen will be offered for witnesses..."
“…”
Bright red warning tape surrounded their electronic photos, and the word "evil" was written all over the tape in yellow, flashing continuously, as if to label them conspicuously and illuminate a corner of the black night.
the wanted?
[Yaksha], [Hunting Bird], [Fierce Ghost], what are they?
Lin Qiye's mind flashed with doubt. When he saw the number behind the reward, his heart moved slightly, and he had the idea of hunting down the wanted criminal...
But he quickly dismissed the idea.
Chasing wanted criminals? Now he himself is the most wanted outsider in this country. Even if he really catches a wanted criminal and sends him to the police station, the police will ask him to register his name and number to collect the reward...
Isn't this just asking for trouble?
Lin Qiye shook his head, put the idea behind him, waited for the green light to come on, and continued walking forward.
Suddenly, his peripheral vision caught sight of the sign at the entrance of the maid restaurant nearby. His eyes lit up and he stopped silently.
perhaps……
Is this job okay?
…
at the same time.
The other side of the city center.
A man in a white robe with a blue halo in his left eye walked out from the dim path, walked slowly to the center of the road where traffic was flowing, turned his head slightly, and looked in the direction where Lin Qiye was.
jingle--!
The faint sound of wind chimes emanated from his body, softly echoing in the noisy and bustling streets.
The noisy street, which was originally filled with horns, laughter and scolding, suddenly became quiet!
All vehicles stalled instantly and all pedestrians stopped at the same time. No one dared to honk the horn or communicate. They turned their heads in horror and looked at the figure in white robe in the middle of the road, their bodies shaking uncontrollably.
The man in white robe didn't even look at the passers-by. He walked slowly towards the city center on the yellow double lines in the middle of the road.
Every time he passed a car, the driver and passengers would quickly get out and kneel respectfully on the ground in the middle of the road, with their foreheads pressed against the ground, saying with three parts respect and seven parts fear:
"Meet the Oracle."
"Meet the Oracle."
"Meet the Oracle."
“…”
Not only the people in the car, but also the pedestrians on the sidewalk not far away, the customers and waiters in the stores walked to both sides of the street and knelt on the ground.
This most prosperous street in the center of Yokohama was dead silent. As the man in white robe moved forward, everyone crawled on the ground, like a dense group of ants, clinging there and not daring to move.
Seeing him is like seeing a god.