Zongman: Kulaixiku, resurrection!

It’s five o’clock in the afternoon, and there are still two hours until the live show.

Although Xiangzi's keyboard problem had been resolved, it was clearly too late to return to Rising for a nap. It was also too early for dinner. Kashiwa Sanhui didn't have any objections, but Xiangzi followed a typical Japanese lifestyle.

The good news was that the sun was obscured by a large, sudden cloud, and a gentle, cool breeze blew through the streets. Kashiwa Sanhui and Xiangzi walked one after the other, their windbreakers and plaid skirts swaying almost in unison.

"Well, Xiangzi, do you want to go back to Rising first?" In fact, it was Kashiwa Sanhui who wanted to go back to Rising to put away the pile of strange things that Xiangzi bought, and then pick up his own piano.

The latter is more important. It's because of his intuition that something bad is going to happen tonight. Even if the famous scene doesn't happen because of his existence, there will definitely be some other bad things that Su Shi will do.

Whether it is Deng, Xiangzi or Su Shi, if you want to please these girls, you must use the violin.

"Then...wait, doctor, please don't go on."

Xiangzi pulled Baihe Sanhui to hide in a nearby shop. Baihe Sanhui didn't know why, but at the hint of Xiangzi's eyes, he pretended to be a customer and walked around.

Not far ahead, there was a pawnshop and valuables retail store with quite exquisite decoration. In front of the door sat a large group of strangely dressed guys, holding banners and slogans and protesting loudly.

Baihe Sanhui seemed to have a feeling that he was particularly familiar with the leader of the group of people looking for trouble.

"Xiangzi, that guy seems to be your father."

"……Um."

Xiangzi lowered his head in shame and quietly hid behind Baihe Sanhui, fearing that Xiang's father would recognize him and cause trouble for him.

I never thought that my father would engage in such a shameful livelihood.

Since he had nothing to do anyway, Baihe Sanhui thought that he would not be easily recognized in the way he was dressed. Xiangzi was hiding behind him, so he decided to just watch the fun.

After a while, a man dressed as a store manager came out of the pawn shop and explained something to Xiang Dad with an apologetic look on his face. However, Xiang Dad had no patience to listen to him and knocked him down with a punch.

Then someone smashed the camera at the door with a slingshot, and a group of more than a dozen people with their faces covered with clothes rushed in, destroying the decoration at the door.

Damn it, things are getting serious.

But the store manager was just sitting there with a helpless look on his face? That bulge in his pants pocket was a cell phone, not a small bag, right? Even if the salary was low, he didn't want to work hard and didn't even report it to the police?

"Xiangzi, your father seems to be living a comfortable life."

Taking advantage of the fact that everyone had gone shopping for free and there was nothing to see for the time being, Baihe Sanhui turned around and teased Xiangzi.

"You really are...this joke isn't funny!"

Xiangzi was obviously angry, with red eyes. It was not known whether it was because of Kashiwa Sanhui's random joke or because he felt embarrassed that Xiang's father was playing the American version.

"Don't be angry. It's not worth getting angry over that kind of guy." Kashiwa Sanhui hugged Xiangzi gently. "At least you should be a little thankful that you got rid of that guy, right?"

"……Um."

Why do I feel a little uncomfortable?

"Xiangzi, you're hugging me too tightly."

"Don't worry about it." Xiangzi's voice was a little muffled, and he could vaguely feel his body trembling, probably because he was very angry. "...I feel a little uncomfortable, let me hold you for a while."

Indeed, Xiangzi never imagined that his father was a criminal.

It's understandable to be a bad guy for ideals or revenge, but if he robs just for the dishonorable reason of making a few bucks, if it were his father, Kashiwa Sanhui himself would also feel uncomfortable, right?

"Okay, just don't be too sad." Baihe Sanhui let Xiangzi bury his face in his chest, gently patting Xiangzi's back with one hand and slowly stroking Xiangzi's hair with the other hand.

He's just trying to coax a child.

Not long after, a large group of people came out of the store, carrying food and loot on their shoulders and hands, and returned home with their bags full. The store manager saw that the store had been completely looted and called the police in tears.

Then the cell phone was taken away by Xiang's father, and he was hit by two electric guns. He was knocked to the ground and screamed in pain.

A strong cool breeze blew, blowing off Kashiwa Sanhui's wide-brimmed baseball cap.

The two eyes met.

It seemed that for a moment, Baihe Sanhui and the masked Xiangdie looked at each other for a while.

A strong malice burst out from Xiangdie's eyes.

At the same time, a mechanical female voice sounded in my mind.

[Quest status updated: Finding the Enemy 2 has been completed, Finding the Enemy 3 will be automatically accepted.]

[Reward: Agility (lv3) Specialization: Intuition.]

[Intuition: At the cost of a certain percentage of energy, you can see the scene at least one second in the future and at most half a minute later. Expertise increases with skill level.]

[Finding the Enemy 3: You already know who is going to kill you. Now, either have a good talk with him or take the initiative. Upgrade any skill to get more hints.]

No, buddy, you're going to kill me for just over $20,000? I didn't ask you to pay it back right away and I didn't plan to charge you interest. Are you that mad at me?

Xiang Dad didn't linger, but quickly left the scene with his accomplice, seemingly leaving behind a thin note. The moment the store manager saw the note being thrown down, he burst into an incredible speed to snatch it up, and then tore it to pieces with a look of relief.

Baihe Sanhui probably knew what was going on. Xiang's father started collecting debts for an underground illegal organization, and he was quite talented. He became a small boss in just one month.

No wonder the store manager didn’t dare to call the police. Even if the police came, they might not dare to arrest Xiang Dad.

This is a classic repertoire in the neon police world, and you have to try it.

"Okay, it's okay, Xiangzi."

After hearing this, Xiangzi slowly came out of Baihe Sanhui's arms, his eyes and cheeks were red.

"Don't let that guy spoil your fun. Let's go eat. It's my treat." Picking up his hat that had fallen on the ground and putting it on, Baihe Sanhui took Xiangzi's hand and walked in the opposite direction of Xiang's father. "The lights are still waiting for us."

We have to leave this damn place quickly, otherwise sooner or later we will be surrounded by that madman Xiangdie and his men.

The weather was bad and the sun was setting very slowly.

Xiangzi was in a bad mood, walked very slowly, and had an expression that showed that he was hiding something on his mind.

"Doctor, are you... going to report my father?"

"It's up to you. If you think that guy is truly hopeless, I'll call the police. Otherwise, I'd rather pretend I didn't see anything."

Baihe Sanhui is facing the setting sun. Although the scorching sunlight is covered by dark clouds, it is still a little dazzling.

"I..." Xiangzi was a little confused.

Even though he's a bastard, after all...

"Xiangzi, the world of adults is not black and white. Some things are unshakable principles, while some things are insignificant scraps."

Kashiwa Sanhui turned around and looked directly into Xiangzi's confused eyes with gentle yet sharp eyes.

"In my opinion, the principles have come to my side, and it's not bad to let him fend for himself as for the rest."

"My opinion is, I like to have fun."

"...Okay." Xiangzi smiled gently, his gentle facial curves blurred in the sunset, and even more blurred were the glittering traces of tears. "I'll listen to you, and I'll listen to you from now on."

"Are you crying?"

"No." Soon, Xiangzi wiped his eyes with his sleeve, and all that remained was Xiangzi's clear and determined look towards Baihe Sanhui.

“You are mistaken.”