If you just sniped and killed more than twenty people, it would certainly not be enough to make the Mysterious Business Department nervous.
However, a joker can make the entire mysterious business department feel like a formidable enemy.
After all, the last time the joker appeared, it almost uprooted the foundation of the Age of Gods in Western Europe, and the time walkers of the Kashima Consortium also suffered heavy losses.
Everything that happened at the airport quickly spread on the Internet because public opinion was not controlled at the beginning.
Too many tourists took videos with their mobile phones, and even airport surveillance videos were leaked.
Before the Nohi bus arrived in Shirakawa-go, Gifu Prefecture, other tourists on the bus had already seen this news.
Qingchen sat quietly in the last row. Although the rotation speed of the two Rubik's cubes in his hands slowed down, it never stopped.
He listened to the tourists on the bus discussing why killers can kill people with other people's hair, and he said that he only used hair because it was the easiest weapon to find, and the reason why he wanted to pluck hair from middle-aged people's heads was just because he was pulling out other people's hair.
When, I won’t feel any pain..
Moreover, this way you don’t have to study the health manual for middle-aged people like Master.
The bus drove through the long mountain road and entered the snow country.
Every winter, Shirakawa-go is covered in heavy snow, which can even reach one meter deep. The whole world seems to be immersed in a fairy tale.
There is also a traditional "Gasho-zukuri" here. The so-called Gassho-zukuri are thatched houses with gable roofs. Dozens of Gassho-zukuri are connected together. The roofs are covered with thick white snow. Oil paintings cannot describe the beauty of this place.
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In summer, heavily-equipped hikers will start from here and pass through the entire difficult "Northern Alps Small Loop".
In autumn, the Shirakawa-go sake festival is held here, and people in Shirakawa-go invite tourists to drink a cup of Shirakawa-shu mixed with rice.
In winter, skiers come here to rent family hot spring hotels, ski during the day and soak in hot springs at night.
After Qingchen got off the bus with a backpack that was almost as tall as a person, he followed the map to find the family hot spring hotel he rented.
In this snowy country, a narrow gravel path has been cleared by the locals, and there is snow nearly as tall as a person on the side of the road, like a different kind of "winding path leading to seclusion".
But when Qingchen arrived at the hot spring hotel he rented, he was stunned.
Just because the snow in front of other hot spring hotels has been swept away, only this small hot spring hotel still has thick snow in front of it.
In fact, when he rented this place, all other hotels were almost fully booked, but no one was interested in this hot spring hotel.
Qingchen checked the reviews of hot spring hotels at that time, and found that almost all of them were negative reviews.
"The old lady in this hot spring hotel doesn't know how to cook, and the food is so delicious that it's hard to swallow."
“The hot spring is not hot enough.”
“The hygiene in the hotel is not very good.”
There are many negative reviews like this.
But Qingchen didn't care. After all, he wasn't here for vacation. No matter how difficult the conditions here were, they wouldn't be more difficult than those in the A02 secret military base.
He stepped over the waist-deep snow, walked up and knocked on the wooden door.
The wooden door opened quickly, and a little girl of eight or nine years old stood at the door and looked at Qingchen.
Qingchen said in Japanese: "Hello, I am a tenant."
The little girl immediately said with enthusiasm: "Onii-chan! You are finally here, come in quickly!"
With that said, the little girl hurriedly got Qingchen's slippers, and even took out a soft short broom made of straw, and gently helped Qingchen dust the dust on his body.
This made Qingchen feel very strange. Why is an eight or nine-year-old girl working in a hot spring hotel that is currently open?
Where have the adults gone?
However, the little girl asked Qingchen to sit down in the living room and then carefully brought a cup of hot tea from the kitchen.
After she handed it to Qingchen, she carefully explained: "Onii-chan, I'm sorry, because my grandma fell ill a few days ago, so I couldn't get up and clear the snow, and I couldn't do these things to serve tourists... Are you hungry?
I'll prepare a meal for you."
Qingchen didn't speak, just nodded slightly.
He saw the little girl carrying a small chair into the kitchen.
The other party stood on a small chair, struggling to light the fire, fry the fish, make thick egg rolls, and prepare the miso soup.
I'm not very skilled in the way I work, and I think I just learned it very recently.
The way he works hard shows a strength that belies his age.
Qingchen watched silently, a little lost in thought.
The little girl is very delicate, with thick, fluffy and cute hair.
The clothes on her body are very old, and there is an homework book beside the dining table in the living room. It seems that Qingchen was writing homework before Qingchen arrived.
He heard faint breathing in a bedroom inside, accompanied by coughing from time to time. This must be the little girl's grandmother.
"What disease does your grandma have?" Qingchen asked.
The little girl was silent for a moment, then turned around and said with a smile: "Onii-chan, grandma has lung cancer. It's not contagious. Don't worry."
Qingchen said nothing, but he probably understood something.
Therefore, in fact, the negative reviews given by tourists before were all because the little girl's grandmother had been in poor health a long time ago and was unable to run the hot spring hotel as hard as she could.
The cautious look of the little girl is just like Qingchen himself when he was a child.
Like a weed, it grows wild but stubbornly.
She tried hard to show enthusiasm and keep Qingchen.
Under normal circumstances, guests of hot spring hotels only rent for two or three days. It is rare to find a guest like herself who rents for a month. The little girl is afraid that due to her neglect, Qingchen will change to another hot spring hotel.
So even though it was the first time we met, the little girl used the more affectionate name "Onii-chan".
This is a title that can only be earned by a very close brother.
Qingchen took out two third-level Rubik's cubes again and turned them slowly.
This is no longer multitasking. When he was 'restoring' the Rubik's Cube, he was still thinking about the situation between the little girl and the hot spring hotel. In fact, he was multitasking three times.
I don't know where the little girl's parents have gone, so that the other party has to learn to please customers at a young age and take on everything that the other party should not have to take on.
After a while, the little girl returned to the dining table carrying a tray.
She slowly placed the tray on the table, and then asked tentatively: "Onii-chan, have you seen the online reviews of our hotel..."
Qingchen nodded: "I saw it."
The little girl lowered her head: "There is nothing we can do, but can you please not change hotels? I can help you wash your clothes, and I will wash them very clean!"
Qingchen shook his head: "No, thank you."
"profound……"
He picked up the rice in front of him and took a bite of fried fish, which was salty.
Extremely salty.
The little girl watched Qingchen eating eagerly, fearing that Qingchen would say it was not delicious.
However, what surprised her was that the brother in front of her didn't say anything, and he ate all the food seriously, leaving nothing behind.
Seeing that Qingchen ate so cleanly, she thought she had done a great job this time.
But she knew her cooking skills very well, so she hesitated for a while before asking: "Onii-chan, is it delicious..."
Qingchen glanced at her: "It's not delicious."
The little girl didn't know how to respond for a moment. She always felt that this brother had an aloofness about him that was repellent to others, as cold as the weather in Shirakawa Township.
It's also like the thick snow on the gable roof of a Gassho thatched house.
Seeing Qingchen finish his meal, she brought out a bowl of white wine from the kitchen, holding the bowl in her two little hands, looking particularly pitiful.
Jinguji Maki said: "Oni-chan, this is our family's white wine. It is brewed with mountain spring water brought back by grandma. It tastes better than other wines."
Qingchen shook his head: "Sorry, I don't drink."
He wanted to stay sober and didn't want to touch even a trace of alcohol.
Jinguji Maki stood at a loss. The white wine was used to entertain guests, and she never thought that she would be rejected.
She lowered her head and whispered: "My name is Jinguji Maki. Your room is on the left, connected to the hot spring in the backyard. Don't worry, grandma and I won't go there. The beds have been made. What's there?
You can call me anytime if anything happens."
After saying that, the little girl named Jinguji Maki humbly returned to the kitchen, took out a small cold rice ball from the cupboard, and ate it in small bites.
As I ate, tears fell down.
In her opinion, this new guest will probably leave because of the poor service like other tourists.
Qingchen ignored it. After eating, he returned to his room. There was a mattress and quilt on the floor, which had been washed fairly clean.
Jinguji Maki wiped away her tears, put away the used dishes and chopsticks, and washed them in cold water, her little hands turning red from the cold.
Other people have diesel boilers outside their houses, which can generate heating and can also be used to boil water.
But she turned on the heater because heating is a must for entertaining guests.
If it was used to boil water, the little girl felt that it was a waste of diesel, so she simply used cold water.
In this way, their diesel-fired heater can at least last until Qingchen's lease expires.
After tidying up everything, the little girl quietly opened the kitchen drawer, took out the medicine, boiled a cup of hot water for her grandma and brought it into the house. The small hot spring hotel then returned to peace.
There is heavy snow falling outside the house, and it is as colorful as the paradise where the seven dwarfs live in the fairy tale.
Some people are having a snowball fight and some are building a snowman.
The room was quiet, everyone went to bed early.
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Early the next morning.
Jinguji Maki woke up next to her grandma. She first touched her grandma's forehead to make sure the fever was gone and then breathed a sigh of relief.
The little girl glanced at the quartz clock hanging on the wall, suddenly made a chirp, and hurriedly got up and went out to cook.
She got up late. According to the agreement at the hot spring hotel, she had to prepare breakfast for Qingchen before 8 a.m., but it was already 8:10.
Jinguji Maki was stunned when he arrived in the living room, because the door of the room where Qingchen was sitting was already open, and the bedding inside was neatly folded.
However, Qingchen didn't know where he went.
Her expression dimmed, and she thought to herself that the other party had indeed left and moved to another hot spring hotel?
But when she turned around, the little girl saw a wad of money left on the dining table, and a note written in Japanese: I will be back before 8 pm, leave me a meal, thank you. The money was the full rent paid in advance.
, feel free to accept it.
Jinguji Maki stood silently in front of the dining table.
In Shirakawa-go, most of the time the rent is paid when you leave, and you only need to pay a deposit when you check in.
She understood that the brother saw her financial difficulties, so he paid her the rent in advance.
Jinguji Maki opened the door, wanting to see where Qingchen had gone. When he opened the door, he saw that the snow in front of the door had been swept away, and a gravel path had been neatly cleared.
It's the same as the front door of other hot spring hotels, even cleaner.
The little girl was stunned for a long time, thinking back to Qingchen's behavior of refusing to let others go thousands of miles away last night.
I thought that although that brother was very cold, he was very kind.
...But, if the other party goes out so early, where will he go?
She took a look inside the house and found that Qingchen didn't bring his skis out.