Kidd was frightened by Sakaki Makoto.
Test me?
The other party just extended an invitation, like some hospitable people, how did it become a test for me?
"You agree to it first, and I'll help you get out of this later."
In the headset, Sakaki Makoto spoke very quickly and sounded a little anxious.
He had already realized that the chef was no ordinary person, even though he had only revealed a small clue.
"What's going on?"
Inside the carriage, He Ye listened to the conversation coming from the loudspeaker, confused and puzzled, not understanding why everyone looked so serious and suddenly entered a state of combat readiness.
"There's probably something wrong with that chef."
Hattori glanced at her:
"He just invited Kidd to sit in the store for a while. On the surface, it was an invitation, but in fact, he was secretly testing Kidd's intentions."
"That's right, those involved are confused while those who are watching can see things more clearly."
Sakaki Makoto said in a deep voice:
"Brother Kidd didn't understand the hidden meaning in the other party's words, but in our ears, this sentence is a trap. We must agree to it!"
"otherwise...."
"The other party will think that Kidd is a spy who is here to test his identity."
"But isn't this just a simple invitation?"
He Ye was surprised and said:
“It’s like meeting a like-minded person. I definitely want to communicate more!”
"So, he is either an ordinary person or a master."
Makoto Sakaki reached into his arms, intending to smoke a cigarette, but he couldn't find his cigarette box after searching around, and immediately realized that Kidd had taken it away.
"Brother Kidd, cheer up, the other party may not be a good person."
Just as Hongshu predicted, after interacting with the chef, Kidd also felt something was wrong.
The other person was clearly smiling, but there was no trace of smile in his eyes. At first glance, it seemed nothing, but once you got in touch with him for a long time, you would feel a chill down your spine.
Especially after Makoto Sakaki reminded him, Kidd's feeling became even stronger.
His heart sank and he took a puff of cigarette, but he didn't inhale it into his lungs. Instead, the smoke circled in his mouth and he exhaled. His movements were very skillful, quite like an old smoker.
"What's your name, little brother?"
The chef smiled and stretched out his hand:
"My name is Kanenori Wakita, and I'm the sushi chef at the restaurant behind you."
"Nakamori Aoto, working as a private investigator."
"Detective? I love detectives the most!"
The chef named Wakita Kensuke's eyes lit up, and he seemed to be in awe, and even changed his way of addressing him:
"What cases has Mr. Nakamori solved?"
"The telephone company murder case, the jewel theft case..."
These questions were not difficult for Kid. He had been with Sakaki Makoto for so long that even if he had never eaten pork, he had at least seen pigs run. He could name all kinds of strange and bizarre cases off the top of his head.
"Oh, what a pity!"
Wakita Kanenori said regretfully:
"I love reasoning. If my father wasn't a sushi chef who insisted that I inherit his craft, I would have definitely become a private detective. Being a detective is so great. It's free and unrestrained, and I can travel at my own expense!"
"It's not as good as you think. Dealing with prisoners every day is killing my brain cells."
"But this is my dream! Tell me what interesting things you encountered when solving the case, and I will treat you to sushi!"
"Ah...Okay."
"It's bad. Brother Kidd has been suppressed and has completely lost the initiative. He is being led by the nose."
Inside the car, Sakaki Makoto's pupils shrank as he heard the two of them chatting away.
"This chef named Kenshinori Wakita is murderous at every step. He has been testing Kid's identity!"
“Is it that exaggerated?”
He Ye was very puzzled:
"They were just chatting normally..."
"The situation is worse than I thought. We need to call Brother Kidd back immediately."
Sakaki Makoto took out his cell phone, started the car, and dialed Kidd's number while driving out of the parking lot.
Ding-a-ling!
Ding-a-ling!
The phone in his pocket rang. Kidd was stunned for a moment, took out his phone, took a look, and said:
"I have to go now. We'll talk some other time."
"No problem, go ahead and do whatever you need! This is my business card, remember to come drink with me next time!"
Wakita Kanenori waved his hand and watched Kidd go away.
After leaving the alley, Kidd did not go to the parking lot, but changed direction, turned an intersection, and got into the Crown sedan that was parked there waiting.
"Damn it, I was so careless just now!"
Kidd took off his mask and wiped the cold sweat off his face, looking frightened:
"There's definitely something wrong with this Wakita Kensuke! He's making me breathless!"
By the end of the conversation, Kidd was actually a little overwhelmed. Wakita Kensuke kept pressing him step by step, not giving him any chance to fight back. He completely controlled the topic and forced Kid to reveal his true identity bit by bit.
"He used social engineering."
Sakaki Makoto asked for his cigarette back, rolled up the window, and sped away from Tateishi Park to avoid being seen by Wakita Kensuke:
"In a macro sense, hackers can be divided into two types: one is IT experts who use the Internet to attack corporate and national systems, and the other is social engineering experts who target human weaknesses and use conversation as a means of attack."
"Hongshu is the former, and Wakita Kane is the latter."
"Many people don't realize they are stepping into a trap when faced with social engineering tactics, and they don't even know they've been tricked. Compared to them, you are already very special, at least you know the situation is not good."
"...I always feel like you're mocking me."
“Not this time.”
After leaving Tateishi Park, Sakaki Makoto stopped by the roadside, took out a cigarette, and looked solemn:
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