Chapter 131: Bar Yokohama is a gathering place for people with special abilities...
Yokohama is a gathering place for people with special abilities, so the security situation here is naturally delicate. To be more precise, the government is wary of this place but finds it difficult to control it.
The Special Ability Department and the military and police are the official representatives of people with special abilities.
In the literary little bar at the corner of the street, intermittent violin sounds were heard. Suzuki Kawa was sitting at the counter with a glass of mint liquor in front of him, which was said to be the signature drink.
"It's been a long time since I saw you, Suzuki." Ango Sakaguchi said while sitting next to him during his rare free moment.
Suzuki Kawa stared at the transparent so-called mint liquor, which had a small mint leaf floating in it. It looked quite nice under the yellow light of the bar.
Hearing what Sakaguchi Ango said, he hummed and said, "It's not like I don't go back to Yokohama every summer vacation. I just didn't go back last year because of something."
"To be precise, you were in a coma for a whole year." Ango Sakaguchi looked at the young man beside him.
The other person's profile is set off by the dark background behind him, and the yellow light from above his head outlines his superior lines. If he were to go to high school at this age, he would definitely be a campus idol - just based on his appearance.
After graduating from junior high school, he suddenly transferred to a religious school. Could the leader of that organization tolerate his son studying in a technical college in China...?
Less than a semester after transferring to another school, he was seriously injured and fell into a vegetative state, with no telling when he would wake up.
The leader didn't leak a single word, and didn't even show any sadness.
Is it because he doesn't care about Suzuki Kawa's life or death... or is it because of some other reason?
He was initially in a private hospital under the name of Gojo Co., Ltd., and later transferred to a private hospital under the name of Suzuki Co., Ltd. The information showed that Suzuki Kawa was still in a vegetative state last week.
But now she was sitting next to him and drinking with him.
Oh right… Ango Sakaguchi realized belatedly: “Minors are not allowed to drink alcohol.”
Suzuki Kawa finally reacted. He glanced at Sakaguchi Ango with disdain and said, "This is Sprite sparkling water. Why are you calling it 'mint liquor' to fool me?"
"The coma is real, and the serious injury is also real. What do you, the Special Ability Agent Department, want to know?" He raised the glass of "mint wine" and took a sip, raising his eyebrows. Although it was essentially Sprite sparkling water, the taste was unexpectedly refreshing.
Sakaguchi Ango didn't intend to say too many probing words, so he got straight to the point: "What's your special ability?"
Suzuki Kawa's special abilities are a secret in his father's organization, and even his close associates don't know what the young master's special abilities are.
The blond young man turned his head and looked at Ango Sakaguchi: "Supernatural power..."
"I won't tell you." He had a sly smile on his face. "You're just like Dazai. You'll turn me inside out if I reveal even a little bit. It's really boring."
Hearing the long-lost name, Sakaguchi Ango paused, turned his head, looked at the shelf behind the bartender, and said, "Well, Yokohama is relatively calm now."
Suzuki Chuan crossed his legs, drank the liquid in his glass, and asked the bartender to bring him another one. Amid the sound of ping-pong, he said slowly, "Calm? I don't think so."
The screen of his mobile phone on the table lit up. Suzuki Kawa looked down and, without caring about Sakaguchi Ango, unlocked the screen and looked at the text on it.
Behind him, the door was pushed open and the sound of wind chimes rang, alerting the boss that a new customer was coming in.
Ango Sakaguchi turned around and saw a young man in a suit and a hat quietly closing the glass door of the bar under the dim light at the door. Judging from the ends of his hair under the hat, he was a black-haired young man. His suit was not very straight, which showed that he had been doing physical exercise.
Wearing gloves on his hands, Ango Sakaguchi's eyes flashed. Most people would not be so cautious.
After carefully closing the door, the man turned his head and met Sakaguchi Ango's gaze.
He didn't react at all. After their eyes met for a second, he looked at the back of the person next to Sakaguchi Ango who was looking down at his phone.
The leather shoes made a quiet sound on the wooden floor. In this quiet room, Ango Sakaguchi began to wonder if this person was deliberately tiptoeing.
"Ahem."
Suzuki Chuan kept swiping the screen. After hearing the artificial cough behind him, he just said, "Sit down. You'll pay the bill later."
Ango Sakaguchi looked at the mysterious man in a hat who sat between him and Suzuki Kawa.
Under the light, the young man turned his head and squinted at Sakaguchi Ango.
The face under the hat was handsome, and he was probably the popular type in the workplace, but the next second, this person made a face at Sakaguchi Ango.
Sakaguchi Ango:......
There is something so crazy that I don’t know whether I should say it or not.
Suzuki Kawaya raised his head and turned to look at the overly cramped space next to him, with an indescribable expression on his face: "Are you cold, Ando?"
"Oh, my heart is cold, Boss." The young man in the hat, Ando Tsukasa, sighed heavily. "Because I lied about going to the restroom, I was considered lazy and had my bonus for this month deducted. I feel bitter."
Ango Sakaguchi's face changed slightly. The surname Ando... He looked at the young man next to him and silently moved a little.
"Hasn't the port mafia expelled you yet?"
The bartender placed a new "mint liquor" in front of Suzuki Kawa. He turned off his phone, took the glass and asked casually.
"Alas." Ando Tsukasa sighed heavily again.
"I thought the boss would tell me to change jobs or something like, 'Those guys who dared to deduct Ando's bonus are really tired of living' 'Don't be afraid Ando, I still have plenty of money' - oh!"
Suzuki Kawa picked up the cup in one hand and grabbed Ando Tsukasa's head with the other hand and slammed it against the counter.
Ango Sakaguchi took a deep breath and managed to protect his cup from spilling liquid on the table.
The bartender took a step back silently, marveling at the boss's genius in separating the counter and the worktop.
Suzuki Kawa withdrew his hand, looking unmoved, and took a sip from the cup.
Ando Tsukasa was face down, his hat had fallen somewhere, and a few of his hair were flying in the air. He raised his hands, his voice a little muffled because his head was pressed against the table: "...Ah...It feels so good..."
Next to him, Ango Sakaguchi's eyes changed slightly when he looked at Suzuki Kawa.
Fortunately, Ango is a very tight-lipped person. If Dazai was here... the consequences would be unimaginable.
Suzuki Kawa's hand holding the cup trembled slightly, and he thought expressionlessly.
"You'd better stay in the port mafia for now." He said coldly.
"Well, there seems to be big news recently." Ando Si pulled his head off the table and sighed, "Someone is offering a reward of 1 billion for the capture of a person with superpowers, saying it's a human-tiger."
One billion is not a small amount. Suzuki Kawa raised his eyes halfway. The current situation in Yokohama was probably as he remembered. There might be some differences, but generally speaking it was about the same. A reward of one billion was enough to alarm the three forces.
Sakaguchi Ango lowered his eyes: "The Special Ability Department hasn't received any news yet."
Ando Tsukasa turned to look at him and grinned, "Because it was just released, you should check your phone now."
The young man with glasses was stunned and took out the mobile phone he had kept in his pocket. As soon as he took it out, a message popped up.
"You're really rich." Suzukigawa shrugged. "[GA] won't get involved, but if they need ammunition, [GA] is always open to the Port Mafia. Of course, the same goes for the Special Ability Department."
"After all, there are some things that the government will not provide." With the rim of the cup against his lips, the hot air he exhaled formed a thin mist that stuck to the surface of the glass. Suzuki Kawa's laughter sounded a little strange.
This sudden news made Ango Sakaguchi frown. He simply stood up and said goodbye. Tonight was not without gain.
Suzuki Kawa and Ando Tsukasa were the only two people left in the bar.
"What's going on with the human-tiger?"
"It's said to be a signpost for the 'book'. It's enough to trigger a frenzy among all factions. Yokohama won't be peaceful for a long time to come," Ando Tsukasa muttered. "Who would actually believe such a thing?"
"Because the wish I want to realize is too far away, and I'm crazy about seeing the moment of realization, I believe in the existence of the 'book'." Suzuki Chuan thought of the information he had just seen and said lightly.
It's no wonder that those people are so crazy when there is something that can bring the dead back to life and change their destiny.
I just don’t know what the “road signs” are.
He pressed his eyebrows together and said, "Tomorrow I will go to Yokohama and officially take over [GA]."
"Huh? So soon? Boss, you just came back, right?" Ando Tsukasa opened his eyes wide.
"Something happened back home, and we need someone to take charge." Suzuki Chuan drank the liquid in the cup, his eyes calm, "Where is Yan Sheng?"
"Um...he..."
Suzuki Kawa stood up and said, "Forget it, let's just leave it at that. There are quite a few pests in the organization, and I need a new group of men. Ando, it's up to you to stay in the Port Mafia or go to the Armed Detective Agency."
Ando Tsukasa: "Why not go to [GA]?!"
"You're going undercover." Suzuki Chuan stretched and said as a matter of course. He picked up the phone on the table and said, "Remember to pay the bill. If you don't have money, ask my dad."
Andoji:……
If I really went to find that British man, I would probably be caught as an undercover agent and shot the next second.
It was late at night, but the streets of Tokyo were still bustling with neon signs and billboards. The shopping malls were still lit, but it was almost closing time.
People in cool clothes can be seen everywhere on the road, passing by in twos and threes. Suzuki Kawa looks at this familiar city and walks silently on the sidewalk.
The system was reporting Yokohama's information to him.
The structure of the port mafia has undergone significant changes. The strength of the Armed Detective Agency has been greatly improved. The Special Ability Department and the military and police can enjoy the shade under the big tree. The small forces in the slums can't cause any trouble.
With the presence of the port mafia and the slums, [GA]'s monthly turnover is considerable and stable. Perhaps in a few months, it will even generate a significant increase in revenue.
Suzuki Kawa slowed down his pace, ignored the gazes that were being stared at him, and walked into a bookstore.
The store wasn't big. The manager sat behind the counter, feeling a bit sleepy. When he heard footsteps, he opened his eyes and stood up. "Welcome."
The tall mixed-race young man stood in front of him, and he was a little nervous.
The mixed-race boy spoke very good Japanese and asked, "Do you have Suzuki Kawa's 'One Hundred Demons'?"
"Yes, yes, it's on the second to last shelf inside." The store manager quickly came to his senses and pointed in a direction.
"Thanks."
The store is filled with the smell of ink and printing paper. There are a few potted plants in the corner of the room. Bamboo curtains have been lowered by the windows, and the warm light illuminates the hard work of generations of famous writers.
Suzuki Kawa quickly found what he wanted.
I scanned the code, checked out and left. It only took me the time to buy two books, but there were not as many people outside as before.
The streetlight ahead stretched the shadow of the person diagonally. Suzuki Chuan walked over, smiled, and whispered, "Give me one too, thank you."
"Xiaochuan, you can't smoke in public places."
The other person looked up at him, the cold, pale light intertwined with the colorful phantoms of neon lights, casting a strange color on the face.
In such a colorful environment, he had a faint and gentle smile on his face as he looked at his good friend whom he had not seen for a long time.
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