Chapter 154 The End

Ryoichi stood in front of the rental house.

He was holding the keys in his hand and carrying the 7-11 bag. In the pocket were three cans of Ichiban beer, two salmon rice balls, and a lot of puffed food and snacks, including French fries Three Brothers and Kitkat's Matcha Chocolate Weed. Pancakes, Tohato Tyrant super spicy potato rings, and the Bocca white balloon pudding that I was specially told to take back.

To be honest, compared to the group of "big shots" who clamor for sashimi and caviar every day at work, Ryoichi prefers to eat these non-nutritious snacks, so if there is less pudding in the refrigerator at home, he will definitely be the first. If you are a suspect, you can't just use the excuse "You remembered the wrong quantity" to get past it.

So today, Ryoichi simply bought a double portion, two large plates of balloon pudding. The milky aroma almost overflowed from the vacuum packaging, and the smell filled his nose with a sense of happiness.

Ryoichi thought about it and inserted the key into the keyhole and turned it counterclockwise.

The door didn't open, the key was wrong.

He was stunned for a moment and looked down at the key in his hand. He was surprised to see light coming out from under the door, and a black shadow slightly blocking the light. There was already someone waiting for him on the porch behind the door.

The next moment, the door of the rental house opened with a sound. When Ryoichi looked up and was about to smile and say something joking, a mask of a minister appeared in front of him.

His smile faltered.

The minister with black teeth and a wild smile looked at him condescendingly, holding a black pistol in his hand and pointing it at his head.

He didn't dare to move. Inexplicable fear surged up and restrained his hands and feet. He could only stand there blankly with the gun pointed at him.

"Brother Ryoichi?"

A familiar voice sounded in the room behind the old man Gongqing. An arm and a familiar silhouette appeared from the depths of the corridor. Ryoichi's pupils shrank and he stretched out his hand to shout something. The old man Gongqing turned around and raised the trigger of the pistol.

Gunshots were fired.

A body fell.

Ryoichi saw the face of the corpse from a distance. There was no shock or fear, only the decomposition with no facial features. The stench seemed to hit his face and smoked out his tears.

Looking at the corpse with a familiar outline, he felt like vomiting inexplicably, not because of fear, but because of nausea. But the next moment he became even more confused. The person who died was the most cherished person in his life. Why did he do it? Do you think the other person is disgusting?

The old man Gongqing looked at Ryoichi, raised his pistol without interruption, pointed it at his head and fired.

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A harsh sound rang in his ears, and the high beam flashed briefly on Liang Yi's eyes that suddenly opened. He suddenly sat up, then turned his head away and began to vomit, with tears streaming down his face as he vomited. He tried his best to squeeze out the contents of his stomach as if he was using all his strength.

"Slow down." When someone saw him like this, he immediately came over to pat him on the back, but he pushed him away with a slap. He vomited and touched his waist, but missed it.

"Calm down, Ryoichi."

Ryoichi's hand was held down, and the person holding him was very strong. At least he couldn't resist as he was being twisted. Controlled by his desire to vomit, he could only vomit out the acidic water in his stomach. Have the strength to look up and look at the people around you.

"Lin Jun.?"

Lin Nian looked at the lost and pale Liang Yi and nodded lightly: "You are not dead. We escaped, so don't ask whether you are dead or whether I am dead too."

It took Ryoichi ten seconds to digest this information. He collapsed on the ground - no, to be precise, he sat on a pile of cardboard boxes and fruit peels. He looked around blankly, everywhere he looked. There are all kinds of unsorted garbage, and an unbearable stench pours into the nasal cavity all the time.

- They were on a garbage truck.

What's worth mentioning is that the garbage trucks are in the open. They are sitting on a mountain of garbage. The street lights on both sides of the surrounding roads are flying backwards, and the howling wind blows overhead and takes away a lot of the stench.

"It's embarrassing, I know." Lin Nian also sat on the garbage, and took off the banana peel on Liang's head and threw it away.

"Where are we now?" Ryoichi lowered his head and said softly after he had finished vomiting and truly came to his senses.

"Osaka."

"Hmm." Ryoichi surprisingly did not continue to ask. He fell down in the garbage as if he had lost his strength and stared blankly at the starless and moonless sky.

It's already early in the morning, and the garbage truck is running lazily on the elevated road in Osaka at a speed of fifty yards. The sky is gray and there is a glimmer of light that is not pure, and the flowing sea water reflects the parked cars on the coast. The giant ferris wheel was spinning, and occasionally cars passed them, honking their horns and roaring away, disappearing at the end of the curve of the elevated road.

"We escaped." Lin Nian said, looking at the grey-blue world.

Liang Yi didn't speak, just looked at the sky with his eyes blankly. Lin Nian turned to look at him and lowered his eyes slightly.

Maybe he made a mistake, it wasn't them, it was him.

If Ryoichi had not escaped, he would have died in the Kukakukan long ago.

"Don't be like this, you escaped death, Kai" Lin Nian stopped before he could finish his words.

Be happy, you have to be qualified to say this to the man in front of you now.

Lin Nian was silent, scratched his neck, and then rubbed his bare arms.

——He is almost naked, only wearing a cardboard box around his waist. It is still a bit cold in the spring season in Japan, and the morning breeze blows. He has goosebumps. If this appearance is posted to the Night Watch Forum I don’t know how many brothers I will hang up and laugh at.

But now the only person who could laugh at him didn't really look at him after waking up. From the beginning to the end, he looked at the sky like dead water, not knowing what he was thinking.

Lin Nian on the side heard faint cries, but it was difficult to hear them hidden in the wind.

It would be nice if the wind was louder, so he could cry more freely, right? Lin Nian thought.

Then the wind noise really got louder, accompanied by the loud roar of the propellers.

At some point, a black hawk-like helicopter hovered over the garbage truck and followed them. A number of black cars appeared on the elevated road and followed the low-speed garbage truck. The driver of the garbage truck was dangling a cigarette and looked confused. I couldn't help but look at this sudden battle and didn't know why.

In the helicopter cabin mid-air, Yuan Zhisheng, who was sitting in his seat and wearing anti-noise headphones, looked down at the two people on the garbage truck. He saw a man who was covering his eyes with tears and a man wearing a cardboard box beside him, waving to him. Lin Nian, then gestured to Ying beside him, who immediately conveyed the message to the family on the phone.

——The commissioner of this department has been successfully discovered.

The helicopter descended slowly, and the strong wind picked up countless pieces of paper and flew into the sky.

The louder the wind blows, the louder the man on the garbage truck cries. He cries a little childishly, like a boy who has not grown up.