22 Chapter 22
Baili Bian admitted that he was touched.
Who can remain unmoved after seeing a bald man in his 40s wearing a kimono pull out a freezer from under the seat in a pink and tender cake shop and reveal it is full of ice cream?
Seeing the change in Bailibian's expression, Zongtian Shantouhuo knew that he had made the right bet.
The place and time of the meeting were decided by Bailibian. Bailibian, who was half asleep, had no intention of teasing the invitation from the chief of the special agent department. It was just that Sen Ouwai left such a deep impression on him that he blurted out the word "cake shop" when deciding the location.
Without giving Baili Bian a chance to correct himself, Zhongtian Shantouhuo agreed immediately.
So what if it's a cake shop? It's better than being rejected outright!
The full of ice cream in the freezer was the best answer the Special Ability Agent Department came up with after two weeks of hard work - although they had to admit that there was an element of gambling involved.
In the final showdown between Ice Cream and the cat, Ice Cream stood out because he had the support of Chief Farmer - the calico cat could not be caught and given to Bailibian no matter what.
At least not until you have no other choice.
Things went much more smoothly than Zhongtian Shantouhuo had expected. Bailibian seemed to agree with the Special Ability Agent Department's policy of "never stop, never interfere, never disturb."
Although neither party ordered a piece of cake, they both got what they wanted, and both the host and the guests were very happy.
"Are you really not planning to stay overnight, Baili? Although Yokohama and Tokyo are not far away, the commuting time every day will be about an hour." Although Murase had guessed that Baili would choose to go to school as a day student, he still couldn't help but advise him.
Baili Bian nodded affirmatively. Although the dormitory conditions at the University of Tokyo were not bad, he still preferred to live in his own home.
Moreover, if he chose to stay at the hotel, he would only be able to go home once every five days. Since he was the only one at home, wouldn't that mean he would have to do a thorough cleaning every weekend?
Murase had never expected Bailibian to choose finance as his major. Although he hadn't found his target, he had always assumed Bailibian would choose something like literature. He had tried to ask why, but received no answer.
Baili Bian had actually wavered, and he had considered majoring in mathematics or metaphysics. However, he knew that using mathematics to create a wormhole that could travel through time and space with his own strength was nothing but a pipe dream. As for metaphysics, he had never seen a ghost in his entire life, so he probably didn't have any talent for it.
Instead of pinning the already vague hope of returning home on these things, it is better to pin the longing for hometown on finance - nearly half of the students in the entire University of A choose this major.
On the first day of school, Bailibian took the train to Tokyo alone. He refused Murase's company, saying that they had already been to Tokyo on their last trip and there was no need for him to accompany them again.
The university courses are not very tight, and even with a half-hour commute, Bailibian can still get home before 7 o'clock in the evening.
But as winter sets in, the night falls earlier and earlier. At the end of October, the scenery that greets Bailibian on his way home is no longer the afterglow of the setting sun, but the sight of streetlights lit one after another.
There weren't many people on the train from Tokyo to Yokohama. This was probably because Yokohama was too chaotic, and most people who could move to Tokyo didn't come back.
The overly quiet carriage made the neatly arranged street lights along the street more and more like silent spectators, silently spying on the passengers. Even the slightest flaw in their hearts would be infinitely magnified at this moment.
Baili Bian knew he was lonely a long time ago.
Then why not keep Yumeno Hisasaku?
The child was only 9 years old at the time. He had already lost his parents and relatives, and had no attachment to Sen Ouwai, who nominally adopted him.
He expected Baili Bian to save him, and also hoped that Baili would not stay with him, but he had never thought about relying on Baili Bian.
Only those who can support each other can be considered family.
Such conditions were too harsh for Yumeno Hisasaku at the time. But this was exactly what Bailibian believed was most important to his family.
Then why not follow Murase?
Maybe it’s because Baili Bian would also be afraid.
Afraid of being discovered, he wasn't such a good kid.
Life is very good now. Baili Bian recalled his life over the years. Although he had neither established a world-famous killer organization nor created a well-known corporate brand, he lived a stable and ordinary life every day.
Why is Bailibian named "Bian"?
Because the ancestors named Fenghuaxueyue, Aoyanmingli, although all of them were world-famous, were often entangled in love and hate until death, and some even regretted it for the rest of their lives.
So it’s better to be a marginal character in the story, not so famous, not so rich, not so powerful, but safe and happy, with smooth sailing.
The only thing that late-night emo leaves behind during the day is dark circles, but Bailibian has no travel plans this week, so he doesn't have to worry about being nagged.
After the bicycle chain falling incident when he was eighteen years old, Bailibian obtained driving licenses for all motor vehicles he could get his hands on. In order to ensure that his skills were up to standard, he even found the unlucky guy from that year, Ah Dai Bird, to give him special training.
As a farewell gift, Bailibian received a motorcycle from Ah Dai Niao. Although Bailibian had not touched it for a long time due to its cool appearance, today happened to be a good day for a ride. After putting on helmets, the whole class left the city.
The consequence of reckless driving is getting lost. Although Bailibian is sure that there is enough gas in the tank for him to get home, it still cannot change the fact that he can't find the way home.
This can't actually be blamed on the mobile phone navigation. After all, the special nature of Yokohama means that its roads always need minor repairs once a year and major repairs every two years. Over time, there is simply no time to update the system.
Fortunately, there is an orphanage less than 300 meters away from Bailibian.
I don’t know if there is no sign or if it is really that simple and clear, but the name of the orphanage is actually Orphanage. Although the appearance is a bit simple, after knocking on the door, Bai Libian found that the facilities inside are quite complete.
It was just a coincidence that the timing was not right, as Bailibian's visit happened to be the children's nap time.
After learning about Bailibian's purpose, the serious-looking dean with a mushroom-haired hairstyle, although he did not show any enthusiasm, still dutifully told Bailibian the way back.
He didn't know if it was an illusion, but the moment Bailibian turned around, he seemed to hear a cry for help coming from the other side of the orphanage.
However, the dean who led him did not show any suspicious look. In the face of Baili Bian's puzzled expression, he even asked what happened.
"Maybe it's an auditory hallucination. After riding a motorcycle for a long time, I always feel a humming sound." Bailibian replied with a smile.
The dean closed the door only after watching Bailibian disappear from his sight. It would be strange if Bailibian also successfully returned home according to the dean's instructions.
He doesn't believe in auditory hallucinations or anything like that.
Bailibian parked his motorcycle not far away and headed back to the orphanage. Carefully avoiding the surveillance cameras at the door, before he could recall the direction of the cry for help, he keenly noticed the sound of a heavy iron door opening in front of him.
He hurried after it, and taking advantage of the last bit of space before the door closed, he discovered the white-haired boy imprisoned inside. Although his age could not be seen, judging from his stature, he could not be more than 13 years old. Considering that he seemed to have been abused, 14 or 15 years old was not impossible.
Bailibian had originally planned to take this opportunity to approach the iron gate to see if he could hear anything. But before he could get close, the iron gate opened again. Bailibian had no choice but to give up.
Perhaps he noticed the gazes on him, and just as the dean disappeared around the corner, he suddenly turned his head and looked back, making sure that no one else was standing at the door of the confinement room before leaving again.
After waiting for another 5 minutes and making sure that the man would not come back, Bailibian slowly approached the iron gate - although it was fixed with an iron chain, it only had one lock, a very traditional iron lock.
Pulling out a thin wire from his sleeve, and recalling the key points Dazai Osamu had mentioned, Baili successfully opened the iron lock. However, due to the noise made by the heavy iron door when it opened, Baili could only move cautiously, bit by bit.
There was only one person in the room. When he noticed the door open, Nakajima Atsushi looked at the stranger in front of him in horror.
"Shh, are you imprisoned here?" Baili Bian lowered his voice and asked quietly for fear of disturbing others.
"No, I did something wrong, and the dean punished me by putting me in solitary confinement."
This didn't seem like a simple punishment. While Nakajima Atsushi was answering questions, Bailibian examined the man's body. Although there were no knife wounds, there were many fresh whip marks, and the man's body was a little too thin.
Even if this orphanage is not very wealthy, they would never raise children like this.
After asking a few more questions, and hearing Nakajima Atsushi's answer that he was the only one being treated like this, Bailibian knew that the matter was definitely not as simple as doing something wrong.
But more detailed information certainly cannot be obtained here. Nearly 10 minutes have been wasted and the nap time is about to end.
"You, do you want to come with me?"
Looking at the unfamiliar young man before him, Nakajima Atsushi nodded without hesitation. As long as they could take him away, anyone would be fine.
Wearing only a helmet and hampered by Nakajima Atsushi's health, Baili Bian didn't dare to act as casually as he did when he came. Before he could decide where to send Nakajima Atsushi, he heard the rumbling sound of his stomach.
Well, maybe he should take the kid out for a meal before asking questions.
Everything that happened that day was too unbelievable for Nakajima Atsushi. By the time he came to his senses, he had already eaten 10 bowls of rice with tea.
Looking at Baili Bian, who had a serious expression on his face across the table, Nakajima Atsushi realized that he might be sent back because of his big appetite.
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