42 Chapter 42
“US dollars.”
Before Bailibian could recover from the shocking news, Dazai Osamu dropped another bombshell.
10 billion?
US dollars!
Unbelievable!!
For the first time, Baili Bian doubted his ability to accept it - was this a bit too expensive?
Although as a former citizen of City A, he had seen countless scenes of extravagance and decadence, and even because he would pass by coffee shops on his way home from school, he had seen countless conversations about spending money lavishly, not to mention the red banknotes that were always flying in front of the most prosperous night bar in the city center.
But 10 billion, in US dollars, even the most unruly and vicious lady in City A would never offer that much to her girlfriend just to protect her proudest son! Even her boyfriend wouldn't do that!
Such a sentence not only broke Bailibian's previous understanding of Nakajima Atsushi, but also broke his long-standing contempt for this world - although the people here are low-key and introverted, once they go crazy, they can actually offer this price!
At this time, even if he was facing his beloved relatives, friends, fellow disciples and brothers, Bailibian could not bring himself to ask for more money.
Well, it’s a different channel.
Although the price did make Bailibian tempted, although he was indeed facing some financial pressure now, and although Nakajima Atsushi had been with him for less than a year, Bailibian had never been the kind of person who would abandon feelings for money!
But he was really curious about what kind of person had such great vision.
Although Bailibian believed that Nakajima Dun was indeed worth the price, few people had good judgment. So, in order to prevent the information from being wrong, he asked again: "Are you sure? Did the other party say it clearly? Or did A Dun just meet their requirements?"
Bailibian's tone was hurried due to the rare excitement, and he even omitted the name.
Dazai Osamu looked at the always calm black-haired young man in front of him. Time had been kind to him, allowing him to still maintain his original appearance - not in looks, but in heart, as tranquil as he had hoped, and never changed by the outside world.
This was the second time he had such an obvious mood swing.
The last time was at that beach. Dazai Osamu still remembered the look on his face when Bailibian took out his salary card to pay for renovations. He was a little angry, a little disgusted, and seemed a little reluctant - but it didn't look like he would be angry for so long.
"The other party didn't specify it directly." Even so, Dazai Osamu still didn't show any sign of hesitation. He told Bailibian what he had learned from the other party.
Although Dazai Osamu looked confident, Bailibian couldn't help but think of the time when he got lost when he was young. Well, it was the second-year syndrome that struck. Who hasn't fantasized about being able to call the wind and rain, especially after listening to so many stories of his predecessors.
When Bailibian clicked on the underground bounty list of City A and saw the strings of requirements that could not be said to be similar, but could only be said to be exactly the same - a white skirt, long black hair, fair cheeks, and moving eyes.
Even if they add at the end that she is a unique, sweet, and hateful woman, the final result is often that as long as you walk out the door, you can see one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, or eight big sisters who meet all the requirements.
Until the end, the person behind the scenes had to reveal his last secret - the birthmark.
As for the effect, we cannot say that everyone got a satisfactory answer, but we can say that the number of people who meet the requirements under each standard has been reduced by half.
So in the end, Bailibian decisively gave up the idea of becoming a mercenary or a top hacker. Just like his parents told him, someone like him who was born with a normal mind and a normal heart would never be able to stand center stage - this was evident since he was a child.
When he was born, he couldn't recite 800 ancient poems. At his first birthday party, he didn't get to kiss the most powerful person who couldn't be called by name. In kindergarten, he couldn't escape to find his parents. When he went to elementary school, he didn't have the ability to recite pi backwards.
What's more, he is a native of City A with pure blood! Without the blessing of the eight-country bloodline, even if their Baili family has a naturally handsome face, they are destined not to become the CEO of Daoxiaomian.
In addition, his last name was Baili, so he was even deprived of the qualification to become a special assistant - Special Assistant Shen, Assistant Chen, Secretary Liu, which surname sounded less reliable than Baili's.
However, Dazai Osamu's sure look made Bailibian believe the news - just like there were a lot of women who met the requirements in City A but there was only one choice in the end, the only white tiger boy who met the requirements in Yokohama was probably Nakajima Atsushi.
So now the question is, what should he do?
Although it is said that if you don't listen to the ancients, you will suffer the consequences. The genealogy of the Baili Bian family also records that many, many, many people have encountered similar situations.
But firstly, their family has been in poverty for many years, and secondly, he has not been able to achieve the same results as his ancestors did. At least he does not have a million soldiers under his command who can flatten the United States at his command.
Therefore, the experience in the mind seems to be particularly useless as a reference.
Fortunately, the information obtained from Dazai Osamu showed that although the 10 billion news was surprising enough and made many people eager to try, not many people really knew the truth.
Moreover, Nakajima Atsushi's ability when he was outside has always been to transform into a cute cat. As for white tigers, he has never seen one before.
But if you're determined, you can always find out. Especially in the orphanage where Nakajima Atsushi once stayed, the rumors of the man-eating tiger disappeared after he left...
"I understand. Thank you, Dazai." Although Dazai had been asked to take good care of Nakajima Atsushi, the other party had no obligation to tell him that Bailibian had also gone, not to mention that this kind of force came from abroad, which would always be more troublesome.
Dazai Osamu hadn't revealed all the information yet, but looking at Bailibian's expression, he thought he probably didn't need to say anything more.
After all, that's easy to guess—
10 billion US dollars is not a small sum for the entire Neon, and it is definitely not a price that a small Yokohama can offer.
Being able to offer such a high price so ostentatiously and still make everyone believe it shows that the other party is a fairly powerful organization, at least with abundant financial resources.
In addition, although the other party's request was clear, they did not directly name anyone, nor did they personally take action. So they must have obtained the relevant information from somewhere, and the time they learned about it was not long ago.
Moreover, capturing Nakajima Atsushi is definitely not their ultimate goal.
"Do you want to tell him?" Dazai Osamu turned his gaze from the TV to Bailibian. His eyes weren't exactly eager, and his tone was calm. As long as he didn't say it, it seemed that no one would know. This was the question he really wanted to ask - do you want him to know that he's in danger? Do you want him to know that he's endangering you?
Dazai Osamu always had an extra curiosity about Bailibian, just like when he was 15, he didn't refuse the recruitment mission sent by Mori Ogai, when he was 16, he took the initiative to propose a test plan to Mori Ogai, and when he was 17, he dodged and observed after sending the greeting card...
Even now, he still wants to see more clearly.
The iris-colored eyes reflected the light of the crystal lamp, like glass beads under the sunlight, shining too brightly, making people who are attracted to light inevitably attracted.
It was just like a passerby who saw the truth of everything and realized that he was just an ordinary toy. After a simple eye contact, Bailibian avoided those eyes.
"Of course, but not now." Bailibian answered casually, then raised his chin and told Dazai Osamu that the TV show was about to start again.
Not now.
Dazai Osamu was not very interested in the show in front of him, but Bailibian, who had just finished a day's work, was obviously not interested in playing games with him, and the soap opera with no nutritional value was really suitable for hypnosis.
So the two people, each occupying a corner of the sofa, covered themselves with a blanket at the same time, squinting their eyes and waiting for the ending song to come.
Logically, he shouldn't have been so impatient, but the moment Baili Bian turned off the TV, Dazai Osamu decided to let the cat out of his mind, even though he wasn't sure if the other party would mind the presence of the cat's paw. "When will you tell him?"
After everything is over?
Just a boring bedtime story.
Just like the prince in Sleeping Beauty, after walking through the thorns, he kissed the princess awake and told her how dangerous she had been.
"Tomorrow," Bailibian thought for a moment and added, "Let's talk about it after dinner tomorrow. It's too late today and A'dun has already gone to bed."
Tomorrow?
Dazai blinked, but before he could ask, Bailibian had already turned on the light on the stairs. When he looked up again, all he could see was the other person's shadow behind him.
As the clacking footsteps died down, the light on the staircase dimmed. The crystal chandelier in the living room had been closed by the man who had gone upstairs. The only light, deliberately left on, illuminated the path from the living room to the first-floor bedroom. It was a warm yellow light, but inexplicably, it took on a strange chill in this autumn.
Dazai Osamu thought for a long time before he remembered the stage play that he and Bailibian had watched together, which was held at Nakajima Atsushi's school during its school anniversary.
It was an adaptation of "Snow White". The moment the hunter offered the deer heart, the queen discovered his lie and he was killed without a doubt.
As he walked on the castle steps with a fake heart, as he walked towards death step by step, the lights on the stage were also this color - like sunset, and like dawn.
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