Chapter 622 Amuro-Kun, Are You Free?

The car Gin was responsible for picking up was parked near the apartment, and Nobuhiro quickly got into the car after evacuating.

"Where to go?" Gin asked him.

"The Fifth Land of Yoneka Town."

Today was originally the day he made an appointment with Haihara Ai to move to his new home. But Nobuhiro could smell the strong smell of blood on his body even with the car window open. He needed to go back to the apartment to take a shower, and by the way, he could stay there tonight.

otherwise……

Nobuhiro couldn't help but laugh at himself.

If he met Xiao Ai like this, he would probably trigger Miyano Shiho's winery radar again after many days. In order to avoid affecting Xiao Ai's sleep, Xinfan thought it would be best for him to move there in two days.

Gin sent him directly to the downstairs of the apartment. The domineering and eye-catching Porsche burst into the sight of passers-by. Probably in the eyes of a certain model worker, there is no such thing as hiding from others.

Fortunately, the face Nobushige used today belonged to neither mezcal nor Asano Nobushige. Even if you meet someone you know, you don't have to worry. At most, you will be treated as a member of the organization.

He found a public toilet and changed out of his clothes and disguise, and then returned home unhurriedly.

Let’s call it home for now.

Nobuhiro turned the water on the shower head to the maximum and did not take off his clothes. He just stood under the shower head and let the cold water pour over him from head to toe.

Stimulated by the cold water, his brain became slightly clearer.

After waking up, Nobuhiro heard the sound of his cell phone ringing from the living room.

Who would call him so late? Probably the only one who works hard is Gin.

Nobuhiro felt a sense of disgust from the bottom of his heart, but he immediately turned off the faucet, turned around, took a towel to cover his head, and walked to the living room.

The phone screen was just bright, but the number displayed did not belong to Gin. It was also at this time that Nobushige realized that the ringing tone just now meant that the call was to Asano Nobushige. And the person who called, by coincidence, turned out to be Toru Amuro.

Why did Zero call him at this time?

Nobuhiro sighed almost inaudibly, and then picked up the phone.

"Hey, Amuro-kun."

"Mr. Asano, I am really bothering you so late..." Toru Amuro suddenly paused. He noticed something was wrong with Asano Nobushige on the other side of the phone, so he tentatively asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Nobuhiro was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud: "You are really sharp, I thought I had covered it up well."

Something's wrong!

Thousands of meters away, where Amuro Toru lived temporarily, the dark-skinned and blond man frowned slightly. Asano Nobushige's tone is very problematic. Even though it could be heard that the person was deliberately concealing it, Toru Amuro could still clearly detect the depression hidden beneath the ordinary.

what happened? What happened to mezcal today?

Could it be that he was being chased and intercepted by the police and the FBI? No, no, no, if such a thing really happened, Toru Amuro felt that he would be more pitiful.

"Can you tell me what's bothering you? Although I can't solve it for you, I may be able to provide you with some suggestions." Toru Amuro said carefully.

Nobushige originally wanted to find a way to excuse himself, but his eyes fell on the wine cabinet inadvertently, and he suddenly changed his attention: "Amuro-kun, are you free now? Let's find an izakaya for a late-night snack."

"Are you sure you just had a midnight snack?" Toru Amuro asked suspiciously.

Nobuhiro replied in a very definite tone: "Yes, just a late-night snack."

Toru Amuro glanced at the time, which was already approaching midnight, and then looked at the unfinished information on the computer screen that was to be sent to the police. He sighed helplessly and said, "Okay, tell me your address and I'll go find you. .”

Nobuhiro quickly announced a name and then hung up the phone.

He stared at the phone screen that had returned to the main interface, feeling that he was so childish that he would cause trouble to Zero at this time.

He has obviously gone further than zero.

Nobushige hastily changed into a pair of clean clothes, put on his backpack and went out. His destination was a nearby izakaya that had been open for a long time.

This traditional Japanese izakaya is located in an inconspicuous alley, with no billboards and a short storefront. It is said that this is because in ancient times, officials would charge different taxes and fees according to the size of doors and windows. Over time, everyone liked to make the doors smaller and smaller.

With Nobushige's height, he had to bow slightly to enter the izakaya.

"Welcome!" the busy boss behind the dining table greeted loudly, "Have a seat, what can you order?"

It was late at night, and there were only a few scattered guests in this remote izakaya, and all of them were drunk and staggering around.

Nobuhiro found a corner seat at the bar and said to the boss, "I brought my own wine, is that okay?"

"What's wrong with this?" The boss laughed heartily, "Young man, I see you are worried, so why not try the rice bran mackerel tonight? This is my specialty!"

"Then please. Also, please give me two cups."

The shopkeeper showed a look of realization: "Two people, I understand."

Rice bran mackerel is mackerel marinated in rice bran. Because it is a side dish prepared in advance, the owner served it quickly.

Pick up a piece of mackerel with chopsticks, add lemon juice and grated radish on it, and put it into your mouth together. The rich salty aroma will burst out immediately.

Food is indeed a treasure that can heal everything, and Nobuhiro's mood became much brighter in an instant.

"Dingle bell." The wind chime hanging at the door of the store rang.

The shopkeeper immediately looked toward the door. When he saw the person coming, he smiled and said, "Are you two together?"

Toru Amuro glanced at Nobutushige before asking, "Has he introduced me to you?"

"No." The shopkeeper said while busy with his work, "It's just that people's auras are different. As soon as I saw you, I knew that you two must be acquainted and have a good relationship. .”

"You're a good judge of people." Amuro Toru smiled and sat next to Nobushige.

"What do you want to eat?" the shopkeeper asked.

Toru Amuro looked at the menu hanging on the wall and ordered: "Medium-cooked fried bonito, vinegar-marinated sardine tempura platter and fried tofu."

Nobuhiro raised his eyebrows in surprise: "I ordered so many."

"When you are in a bad mood, eating some fried food will relieve you a lot." Toru Amuro nodded his head and said with a smile, "This is the experience I have accumulated over the past many years."

"I'm not in a bad mood."

"Really? That's okay, filling your stomach is more important." Toru Amuro took out a bottle of whiskey from his bag and poured a quarter glass each for Nobuhiro and himself, "But it's better to have a drink to feel more comfortable."

Nobuhiro shook the cup: "What if it doesn't work?"

"Okay?" Toru Amuro put the entire handbag on the table, "So I brought three bottles of spirits, that should be enough, right?"

Nobushige stared at the serious Toru Amuro, and suddenly burst into laughter.