Chapter 32

Because I have lost my memory, my mind is empty and the burden on my shoulders is empty. I am free and unencumbered, and I do whatever I think of.

The house he currently rented was a short-term rental. Chao Ri Xi Qiu had informed the landlord in advance that he would not continue to rent the house after the monthly payment.

When he moved out, the landlord even asked about how he was living there.

Chaori Xiqiu was silent for a second, then politely replied, "It's fine. I get along well with my neighbors."

——True-in the physical sense of the word!

Before moving, Chao Ri Xi Qiu met an uninvited guest in the kitchen again.

Hyacinth, dressed in a student outfit, jumped in from the kitchen window. He climbed into the house with one hand on the windowsill, as nimbly as a cat. After climbing inside, the claw of the wrist launcher naturally retracted, making a slight sound of breaking through the air.

As soon as they met, Chao Ri Xi Qiu's face darkened - he still remembered the guy in front of him, it was this guy with a student-like face who snatched his caramel bread and chopsticks last time! !

What was this guy doing in his kitchen again? He raised his eyes and stared at him, while vigilantly protecting his other tableware.

The kitchen defense war has officially begun!

Hyacinthus dusted himself off and stood up. He did not touch the kitchen utensils this time. He looked through the window and glanced at the empty neighbor's house next door - where Pramya once lived.

In fact, Hyacinth's goal in coming to Beika Town this time was to get rid of Pramia. Her employer said that no matter what method was used, as long as Pramia was no longer around, that would be enough.

Because of the attack by Gin not long ago, Hyacinthus took some time to recuperate. He was lying low while recovering, ready to attack when the brewing was almost done.

Before he could take any action, the news reported that Pramiya had been arrested by the police.

After reading the news, the employer naturally thought that Hyacinth had secretly colluded with the police to set a trap to arrest Pramya, so according to the agreement, he transferred the remaining large balance of the commission to Hyacinth.

However, Hyacinth himself knew very well that Pramya's imprisonment had nothing to do with him...he had not even had time to take action.

Who stole his order? Hyacinth received the money, but he was not happy.

He didn't want to be accused of stealing other people's work in the future, and the reputation of an international assassin was very important.

In order to find the real person who did it, Hyacinth searched for various clues and caught a glimpse of a familiar name from the information collected - Asahi Yuaki.

When Hyacinthus saw the name, she was stunned for half a second, and then she suddenly realized.

He understood.

No wonder… No wonder the Asahi guy has been around recently! It turns out that this guy has been eyeing Pramya for a long time, discovered her identity in advance, and lurked next door!

He never expected that this time their targets would overlap again, and the other party was still one step ahead of him - their whereabouts were more covert and less noticed than his, and they could even cleverly use the power of the police.

“……” Hyacinthus didn’t know what expression she should make.

To recap, Asahi's previous conversation and friendship with the policeman named Hagiwara was probably part of the plan... Maybe Gin's appearance was also part of his plan, in order to take advantage of the situation to delay his own actions.

With such a meticulous plan, it was not a loss for me to lose. Hyacinthus breathed a sigh of relief.

It is human nature to admire the strong, and Fengxinzi himself also wants to be on good terms with Chaori Xiqiu. So after careful consideration, he decided to go to the other party and hand over the salary he received from the employer this time to the other party as a gesture of goodwill.

Moreover, the Pramiya incident itself was resolved by the other side.

Before Feng Xin Zi could say anything, Chao Ri Xi Qiu's brows furrowed and he spoke first: "Give it back to me."

——Give him the warmest, best-looking and most beautiful caramel bread chopsticks! Without these chopsticks, I have not been happy eating recently.

Hyacinthus's expression froze for a moment, then she smiled: "...Oh, I understand, that's why I came here."

——It seems that Asahi already knew that the employer had transferred the money to him, which is why he used such a questioning tone. Fortunately, he came on his own accord this time, otherwise we would not be able to be good friends next time we meet.

Hyacinth had a portable prop bag tied around his waist, and he took out a card from it with his hand - on it was written "Uemura Money House" in the most ordinary font.

"All the money this time is in it." Hyacinth handed over the card. He tried his best to pretend that he didn't care, but he still felt a little painful.

But as the saying goes, every loss has its own merits. Maybe next time, he will have a chance to cooperate with Chao Ri Xi Qiu.

Asahi Xiqiu looked at the card that Hyacinthus handed over and blinked. After a few seconds, he finally reacted.

Ah, he knows! This is his compensation.

It seems that this person still has some morals. He knows to return something that belongs to someone else. Although he didn't actually return it, knowing to pay back is good enough.

As the saying goes, don't hit a smiling person. Since the person in front of me has taken the initiative to ask for compensation, I should be generous and forgive him!

Besides, it is not pleasant to use chopsticks that have been used for unknown reasons. The best solution is to charge for them.

Asahi Yuaki's originally tense cheeks relaxed a little, and her smiling lips appeared clearly again.

He took the card and was a little confused: Why did he have to use the bank's card to pay for the loss? It would be more convenient to just pay directly.

But he hesitated and didn't ask. Otherwise it would sound too much like a question.

Hyacinth did not stay long. He came from the window and planned to leave from the window.

Climbing the window frame with one hand, he seemed to suddenly remember something before leaving. He tilted his head and added, "Oh, by the way. I also took out some of the money in the card for my own use. After all, I can't have worked in vain during this period. I took a portion of it as cost. I hope you don't mind."

Chao Ri Xi Qiu was stunned for a moment, guessing that the other party was talking about travel expenses. Okay. He didn't mind if the other party took a part of the compensation as travel expenses.

Hyacinth: "There is still two million US dollars left."

Oh, that's ok...wait, how much?! How much?

Two million US dollars? That's almost 300 million yen? ? A thunderclap exploded in Asahi Yuaki's heart.

For a moment, he thought he had misheard, and perhaps the other party had said two million yen - of course, this amount was far more than the value of the chopsticks.

Even chopsticks inlaid with diamonds wouldn't be so expensive! Could this be a test of integrity to see if you dropped gold, silver or copper chopsticks?

"This money..." Chao Ri Xi Qiu opened his mouth.

Hyacinth sighed, raised his head and replied, "I know that all the money should be transferred to you. But I only took a small part of it. It's not too much, right? Just consider it as a handling fee." He laughed again.

Chaori Xiqiu caught a key word from this: "transfer". This means that the money was not compensated by the other party, but sent on his behalf?

Could it be that I am actually a second-generation rich man? ? A series of scenarios popped up in Chaori Xiqiu's mind.

The mysterious parents are busy all over the world and have no time to take care of their children. The only thing they send home on weekdays is money. The international assassin in front of him is actually his almighty butler, who protects him secretly and gives him money... The logic is becoming clearer and clearer!

When the sun and the autumn sky were free, Hyacinthus had already jumped out of the window and disappeared. Only he was left at the scene, still holding the card.

He lowered his head and looked at the card in his hand, feeling that everything was still somewhat magical.

But there is no reason to refuse the small amount of money in hand. Chaori Xiqiu thought silently. This week... No, tomorrow, tomorrow he will go to see whether the money is real or fake.

It can’t be ghost money!

The next day, after I actually transferred the money to the bank and confirmed the amount three or four times, I suddenly realized: Wow, I seem to have really become rich overnight.

Great! Now I have more confidence to open a melon shop!

Chaori Xiqiu is in a good mood and has already started preparing to study abroad.

——The destination is Hawaii.

After getting the approved roadside stall permit and receiving a large sum of money, Chaori Xiqiu happily planned to apply for a shop owner's license.

The most important step to successfully apply is to complete all courses at the [Mihua Special Training School] in Hawaii.

He was about to go to a foreign country, and although he had mastered the subject of [English] in his mind, Chao Ri Xi Qiu still felt a little nervous.

It's like a red fox that's visiting a lake or crossing a river for the first time. Even though it knows it can doggy paddle, it's still inevitable that it's nervous the first time it goes into the water.

But before he could feel anxious for long, good news came - his new friend was also going to Hawaii!

"Summer vacation is coming soon, and my dad said he wants to take me there to broaden my horizons and learn something new." Shinichi put his schoolbag on one shoulder coolly and said seriously, "My dad has been there many times. We can go together and let my dad lead the way."

"Really? That's great!" Chao Ri Xi Qiu's eyes lit up and he didn't refuse politely.

He was worried about the unfamiliarity of the place, but now, all he had to do was follow the experienced father Shinichi.

And after so many days of observation, he confirmed that the main line really had no intention of hiring child labor. Because every shot of playing happily with Xiao Xinyi and Xiaolan never appeared.

——Occasionally, there would be some minor cases that were harmless. They were just daily, minor incidents, and Asahi and Yuaki didn't take them seriously.

Shin-chan originally planned to invite Ran to go with him on this trip to Hawaii, but Ran was going back to her hometown with her mother this summer and had an appointment to visit Sonoko's house, so she didn't plan to travel far.

Therefore, this trip to Hawaii was set off by Asahi Yuaki, Shinichi and Shinichi's father Kudo Yusaku together.

Yusaku Kudo wears a pair of black full-frame glasses. He has a calm temperament and looks quite intelligent.

At first glance, he gave people the feeling of a reliable senior. He faced the morning sun and evening autumn and smiled politely.

Chaori Xiqiu smiled back quickly. He was an adult, but in front of other adults, especially those with such a patriarchal temperament, he always felt awkward like a child and couldn't really let go.

Kudo Yusaku seemed to notice Asahi Yuaki's embarrassment, and he kindly didn't ask any more questions.

Only after we boarded the plane did he take out a novel and a collection of poems from his bag, tilting his head in a friendly manner and saying, "Do you need one? It can help you pass the time on the flight."

Shinichi, who was sitting between the two of them, was not reading a book. He had a puzzle map in his hand and was studying it with great interest.

Asahi Yuaki had just fastened his seat belt when he heard Kudo Yusaku's voice. He turned his head and saw a copy of "The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes" and "Selected English Poems".

He had an impression of the previous book, Asahi Yushu, and some common sense about Sherlock Holmes in his memory, so he chose to take another collection of poems.

This book is in a hard cover, the whole book is not thick, and the size is just right. Chaori Xiqiu casually opened a page, and the fragrance of the pages spread.

The poem I turned to was called "Ode to a Nightingale".

[*I listen to your song in the darkness,

I have thought about death many times, and it can bring peace.

…

Eternal bird! You will never die.

Greedy time cannot crush you.

…

Is this an illusion or a dream?

The song fades away—am I sleeping or awake?]

The ink-printed Japanese and English words are arranged beautifully on it, like a string of beautiful musical notes.

The illustration next to it depicts a tiny nightingale, each feather of which is lifelike and so smooth that it seems as if it can flap its wings and leap into the sky in the next moment.

With the sound of bombs in my ears, the plane took off.

Chaori Xiqiu stroked the nightingale with one hand. He looked at the poem, and something hazy slowly emerged in his mind.

…

The doctor in a white coat was bandaging the fox-eyed boy. He was a slightly plump man with a gentle face, and his movements were professional and gentle.

As if to divert his attention from the pain, he talked to the fox-eyed boy: "I bought a few new books recently, do you want to read them?"

The doctor always has a lot of books from outside. The fox-eyed boy learned to read from the doctor and gradually read many books here.

Every time the boy got injured during training, he would come here to get bandaged and treated, and then read for a while.

But this time, the fox-eyed boy did not answer as straightforwardly as before. He lowered his head slightly: "...the things in the book are different from what I have come into contact with. Are they true? I have learned that people are commodities, and the book says to respect life. Which one is right and which one is wrong?" A series of questions popped up one after another.

The doctor was stunned when he heard this, but he didn't answer in a hurry.

After bandaging the fox-eyed boy, he replied: "Some of the descriptions in the book are true, and some are not. One day you will know what is the right thing to do and what is wrong."

His eyes were gentle: "Because the truth is always there."

The fox-eyed boy was still confused, but he still liked reading books. Through books, he could see the blue sky, the sea, the desert, the oasis, the aurora, and all the things he couldn't see now. He liked to imagine those beauties.

He had a good relationship with the doctor, who not only bought him books but also sometimes let him rest a little longer in the infirmary.

The more books the fox-eyed boy reads, the more he thinks. A person's thinking and vision are constantly improving with input.

One day, he was lying on his bed, chatting with his roommate: "Do you think the content of our current training is correct?"

The silver-haired roommate was sitting by the bed, wiping his dagger. Hearing this, he paused for a moment and looked over with his dark green wolf eyes: "What?"

After half a second, he seemed to react and snorted, "Instead of thinking about these messy things, it's better to think about tomorrow's match." He put the knife neatly back into the sheath, "Right or wrong, it doesn't matter, I only care about living a happy life."

The fox-eyed boy stared at the ceiling for two seconds before answering, "I think—this is not right, and it is not free."

The roommate with long silver hair had just stood up and was about to go out. When he heard this, he stopped, turned his head away, raised his eyebrows, and said with a cold expression: "Watch your mouth."

“…”

"You'd better keep your distance from those marginal service personnel." The silver-haired boy said in a low voice, "These informal organization members are all recruited from outside. Who knows if there are rats among them."

My roommate's words came true.

In the second half of the year, the organization carried out a purge campaign, and the doctor was found to be an undercover police agent. He was taken away and never returned.

The fox-eyed boy still had a book in his hand that he had not returned. It was the last time he borrowed a book from the doctor.

That day, the doctor seemed to have sensed that his end would soon come.

When he handed the letter to Asahi, his expression was very complicated, with hesitation, guilt, sadness, and determination, which finally condensed into a small light.

"Sorry...I'll leave it to you." He said softly.

The fox-eyed boy didn't understand the doctor's expression and words at the time, but he took the book.

But I was too busy at that time and never opened it, and later I forgot about it.

Until one day, when he was looking for a packing tape in his drawer, he came across the book - it was a collection of poems.

There was a bookmark inside, and the poem that opened to it was "Ode to a Nightingale". Next to the nightingale in the collection, there was a line of words, numbers and letters hastily written in pencil, like a mailbox.

After a brief moment of stunned silence, the fox-eyed boy realized that this seemed to be a series of accounts and a communication message belonging to the undercover doctor.

“…”

In the end, he did not report this information, but kept it in his mind and then cleaned up the remnants.

One day after that, the fox-eyed boy was out on a mission. After defeating the target, he took the target's cell phone.

He logged into the mailbox he had memorized and entered the unlocking code that was also written in the book.

The dusty mailbox was opened, and an unread email from a year ago popped up.

[Are you still there, Nightingale? ]

The fox-eyed boy looked at the words, he raised his head and looked towards the horizon - the sun was rising, the sky was full of rosy clouds, and the light illuminated the horizon.

He went downstairs, walked from the suburbs into the downtown, and then shuttled out of the downtown.

Before walking back to the organization's shuttle bus, the fox-eyed boy paused for a moment.

He reached into his pocket and blindly typed a string of words, then activated this "Zombie" a year later to reply to the other party.

——【I am still here.】

…

A bumpy ride brought Chao Ri Xi Qiu back to his senses from his daze.

The plane seemed to have encountered some turbulence and began to fall unevenly.

After some time, he was still on the page of "Ode to the Nightingale". Shinichi next to him had already solved several puzzles successfully.

Kudo Yusaku noticed that Asahi Yuki was in a daze. He adjusted his glasses and said, "How about we exchange books? I see that you don't seem to be very interested in poetry."

"Ah, it's nothing... I was just a little sleepy, so I was distracted." Asahi Xiqiu replied, politely declining the other party's proposal.

To be honest, he is still a little dazed now, and his heart is full of [Oh my caramel toast] on the screen.

Did he have such a novel-like past? This is unscientific! He wants to be an ordinary passerby, not a beautiful and tragic one QAQ

By the way, I seem to have become a collaborator. Chaohi Xiqiu was filled with depression. It's over. Now, my white-haired friend will never help me to cosplay and sell melons! !

Chaori Xiqiu looked out the airplane window at the vast sky. The past was like a film through the fog, he watched it vaguely but could not fully immerse himself in it.

Maybe the past will never come back.

Asahi Yuaki was not clear about his past experiences, nor did he know what happened next - but he was indeed free now.

In the vast world, his fluctuating emotions gradually became calm and peaceful.

Well! What you can't remember is not important. Amnesia is to get rid of all the unhappiness and all the heavy baggage.

Chaori Xiqiu turned back into a happy silly fox, experiencing the happiness of a cerebral cortex that was so smooth without a single groove.

He chatted with the Kudo father and son about their future life in Hawaii.

Yusaku Kudo logically described his future plans step by step. He planned to teach Shinichi basic foreign languages, driving, boating and other skills. Then, when he was in junior high school and high school, he would let him operate it himself.

As Chao Ri Xi Qiu listened, he became more and more impressed.

Man, this is a Hawaiian comprehensive technical school that is even more of a training school than the Mihua Special Training School!

At this time, Kudo Yusaku said the next sentence: "I have seen the address before. Your training school is not far from where we are. You can come to see us on your days off."

"I plan to teach Shinichi the basics of flying an airplane." He smiled. "Perhaps you would like to try flying an airplane?"

Morning Sun and Evening Autumn:?

Hey, can this also be learned? !