I’M Really Helpless In Tokyo

"Hey……"

Mochizuki Ayano poked "Araki Sosuke" in the back with her hand through the quilt.

Her occupational habits told her that something seemed wrong.

The touch is wrong... The sound is too quiet... There is no ups and downs of breathing...

Then, in the surprised eyes of Yu Mayumi Torii, she rudely lifted the quilt of Sosuke Araki.

"really……"

Except for the three pillows wrapped together, there was no one in the quilt.

"Eh? I've been at the door all the time... How did this guy run away... This is the second floor..."

The agent in charge of guarding the door looked blank.

"This guy must have a problem, otherwise how could he run away with his guilty conscience... Sure enough, he is the person behind all this... Could it be that he is IBM700..."

Mochizuki Ayano, who was frustrated, immediately frowned and reasoned...

"Issued an arrest warrant immediately, and we must bring back the man with a criminal look!"

"Maybe it's just going for a walk..."

Seeing Mochizuki Ayano, who had always been cold, began to run violently, the two hurriedly persuaded.

After all, the retrieval of VR action movie consumption records and surveillance videos in the Internet cafe last night fully proved that Sosuke Araki, who had been in the Internet cafe for a whole day and just put on his pants, did just happen to appear there.

After waking up, Araki Sosuke also cooperated in accepting inquiries, conducted grievance and spirituality tests, and signed a related "confidentiality agreement."

Therefore, in the eyes of the two, Araki Sosuke, who is unremarkable, is just a good citizen who “assisted in investigations” and “does bravely”, and does not need special supervision like criminal suspects.

"By the way, why don't you call him and ask..."

With that said, the agent took out the phone.

"Too naive! How could a criminal who absconded in fear of crime answer your phone... By the way, phone! Let the information team locate his mobile phone immediately. With that guy’s IQ, there should be no anti-reconnaissance experience. At most, it’s turned off. To remove the battery..."

Mochizuki Ayano continued to walk violently.

Unexpectedly, Araki Sosuke on the other end of the phone immediately picked up the call.

"Hey, Araki-kun, can you hear me... You are so noisy... Where have you been? Didn't the hospital let you observe for a day before leaving the hospital..."

The other end of the phone seemed very noisy, and the sound of traffic could be heard.

After a few quick words, the agent reluctantly hung up the phone.

"Well, did that guy have fled to Yokohama Port for smuggling... In that case, it may be too late to contact the police station there now..."

Mochizuki Ayano asked immediately.

"Araki-kun is now in Ikebukuro Chinatown, saying that he is about to do his hair, and there is an important interview in the afternoon... By the way, he also said that after being'electrotherapy' last night, he has no sequelae at all, but he doesn't know why he feels all over the body. It’s very comfortable, so I won’t go back to the hospital, and ask us to help him discharge from the hospital..."

The agent explained with a wry smile.

"How is it possible...this guy must have used a lie to hold you down... or it's better to catch him back first..."

"The section chief...calm down...the current situation, we don't have a stand to issue a wanted order against him..."

Looking at the chaotic ward, Yu Mayumi Torii quietly put down flowers on the bedside and walked out silently.

Since Mr. Araki is not there, she doesn't need to stay long.

...

Toshima District, Ikebukuro Chinatown.

A suspicious-looking man wearing a hat, sunglasses and a mask, walked into a hairdresser's door with a dilapidated revolving lantern like a thief.

The interior space of the salon is extremely small, with only two seats, and the decoration still retains the style of the last century.

"welcome……"

Inside the shop, a boss with muscles and tattoos on his arms lazily greeted with a newspaper in his hand.

The full-page cover of the newspaper reads the news that "famous actress Yuyuki Nozomi's husband cheated on multiple men and women."

In the small corner in the middle of the newspaper, the small characters "Ikebukuro police pursued the fugitive late at night and launched a fierce gunfight" can still be seen faintly.

Seeing the man entering the door dressed up as a "wanted criminal", the uncle held a side pair of scissors calmly.

"Uncle Mo..." the man greeted in pure Longguo dialect.

"Zong... Zongjie?"

The barber shop owner put the scissors back when the "suspicious" man took off his sunglasses and mask and saw his face clearly.

"Puff...your kid's hair, was it cut off with a knife in a fight? That's really a life..."

Seeing Sosuke Araki sitting in front of the mirror and taking off his hat with a "mouthless hair dryer", the barber shop owner couldn't help laughing.

The plane head he was proud of, and heroic, now has no "head".

As if it had been run over by a weeder, there was only a neatly oblique opening in front of his forehead.

"Uncle Mo, don't laugh, I've been so unlucky lately. Hey, I still have an interview in the afternoon, you can help me rescue it..."

"Hey, you... I will try my best..."

Araki Zongsuke looked melancholy, letting Uncle Mo, who was holding his smile, operate on his head.

After waking up from the hospital to the present, the serene smile of Ms. Sawada when she left is still clearly in his mind.

He deeply regrets this beautiful neighbor who has only a few sides, but suffered "unfortunate" because of going astray and retaliating against the society.

This made him not in the mood to regret that he inherited the aircraft nose from the former head of the Phoenix Runaway Group.

Hair can grow longer if it is gone, people can't resurrect when they die, and a brilliant life just vanishes before my eyes.

The first time I saw each other's face, it turned out to be the last time.

He didn't expect that today's Japan would have to take such a big risk even in the "phone application business".

It also made him more convinced that only if he had the ability to be self-reliant, would he not be forced by life, be deceived by demons like Ms. Sawada, and finally fall into an endless abyss.

This further inspired him to work hard.

So he slipped out of the hospital to "do hair" early in the morning.

In the afternoon, Xingping introduced that even if it is the job of delivering action movies to your door, you must find a way to win it!

This shop is located in a simple barber shop in Ikebukuro Chinatown, and he regularly patronizes it.

The owner of the shop, Uncle Mo, is a native of Longguo. He was also a predecessor on the road before. When he was the most beautiful, he once served as an assistant to the cadre of Nuluo Quan.

After Mo Shujin basin washed his hands, he opened this shabby barber shop, specializing in the business of "brothers". He is good at trimming various hair styles with criminal characteristics such as explosive heads, airplane heads, greasy heads, back heads, bald heads, and middle points.

Inadvertently, you can always see that only half of the little finger is left on Uncle Mo's left hand.

Golden basin washing hands is not without any price.

Haircuts in Japan are very expensive. The average cheap beauty salons are just ordinary trims, and they usually start at 3,000 yen.

Uncle Mo here, although there is no amiable service attitude of a beauty shop, complimentary coke, drinks, and even umbrellas when it rains, there is no one-stop service for beautiful women to wash their hair and massage.

But the win is cheap and sharp.

Thinking so wildly, Sosuke Araki fell asleep in the chair again.

In his sleep, he seemed to see Miss Sawada lying in his arms again, tearing off the bloody mask with difficulty...

You are really pretty.

About an hour later, Araki Sosuke was shaken by Uncle Mo.

"Hey, Zongsuke, take a look..."

He opened his sleepy eyes in confusion and looked at the mirror in front of him.

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