The Sword in the Stone slowly drove into the underground parking lot of the skyscraper, like a sharp sword placed in a weapon rack, lying quietly in the parking space.
Lin Mo got off the car, walked to the elevator, and pressed the button for the 15th floor with familiarity, and the elevator began to slowly go up.
Arriving on the fifteenth floor, passing through the messy and dirty homeless people and various debris placed in the corridor, Lin Mo arrived at Beichuan Hao's apartment suite and rang the doorbell.
After a while, the door opened, and what came into view was a slightly respectful Kitagawa Hiroshi.
Seeing that it was Lin Mo arriving, he bowed and quickly moved away.
The Japanese people's concept of respecting the strong is really like being obsessed with it.
Seeing this scene, Lin Mo couldn't help but feel a little emotional. He recalled that Kitagawa Hiroshi didn't look good on him when he first walked in a week ago.
When you walk into the house, the layout inside is exactly the same as in your memory.
But Lin Mo still noticed a change, that is, the decoration of this apartment seemed to be more pink?
Sitting on the ring-shaped sofa in the living room is a girl with long hair shawl, her face is delicate and fair, and her long black hair is spread on both sides of her face, looking gentle and charming.
But there was no trace of color in those deep black eyes. She stared blankly at the table in front of her, like a delicate porcelain doll. No matter how ingenious it was, it still lacked that touch of agility.
This was Lin Mo's first face-to-face encounter with a girl.
In the past, the girl would lean on Kitagawa Hiro's back, or hide her head in Kitagawa Hiro's arms, making it difficult to see her face clearly.
Now that I see her, it's no wonder Kitagawa Hiroshi once laughed at himself and said that the girl and he may not be biological, because the difference in appearance between the two is too big.
The girl seemed to be aware of Lin Mo's arrival. She raised her head slightly and looked at Lin Mo, looking at him with a little more sparkle in her eyes.
Kitagawa Shizu - the girl's name, Kitagawa Hiroshi once mentioned.
Lin Mo touched his pocket and was surprised to realize that he didn't bring a gift. However, he had already arrived at someone else's house and it was not appropriate to go out to buy something.
Just when he was stunned for a moment, Kitagawa Hao walked to the girl's side with gentle steps, put his hand lightly on the girl's shoulder, and whispered:
"Jing, this is Mr. Lin and Mr. Lin Mo who I often tell you."
"If it hadn't been for Mr. Lin Mo's help, I wouldn't have been able to rescue you, brother."
Beichuan Jing nodded blankly, her expression as dull and lifeless as a puppet, but whenever her eyes came into contact with Lin Mo, they would flicker a few times inexplicably.
Finally, she timidly whispered: "Thank you, Brother Lin Mo, for saving me and my brother."
Lin Mo:......
Kitagawa Hiroshi:......
The atmosphere in the room instantly fell into an eerie silence. Lin Mo turned his gaze to Kitagawa Hao, but the other party seemed to have the same idea as him, and their eyes finally met.
Although their lips did not move, the two of them were inexplicably connected at this moment.
Lin Mo gave him a look, and Beichuan Hao instantly understood the meaning:
【Didn't you mention to her that I am 16 years old?】
Kitagawa Hao shook his head.
【Then I should continue to pretend?】
Beichuan Hao pondered for a while and nodded affirmatively.
"What...are you doing?"
Beichuan watched blankly as the two of them expressed affection.
"Ahem." Kitagawa Hao coughed a few times, cut into the conversation, touched his sister's hair with a smile, and said softly:
"Jun Lin is just not used to others calling him brother. Jing, maybe you can call him Jun Lin like me, or you can call him Jun Mo."
Beichuan Jing shrank timidly on the sofa, looked at Lin Mo with weak eyes, and said with a slight blush:
"Then can I call you Brother Lin?"
Lin Mo:......
This was the first time that he felt speechless.
Although he is regarded as an elder brother by others, Lin Mo, who has never tried to be an elder since he was a child, is still quite happy.
But in fact, the 18-year-old Kitagawa Shizu is indeed his sister in terms of physical age...
Suddenly, a burst of news flashed in front of his eyes. He subconsciously opened it and found that it was transmitted by Kitagawa Hao calmly.
[Hoshi Kitagawa: Mr. Lin, although it’s very presumptuous to ask you to do this, I still ask you to be my brother for once. What Jing needs more is the care from her elders]
Lin Mo sighed, looked at Beichuan Hao's pleading look, and nodded silently.
He walked up to Beichuan Jingshen, squatted down silently, took her hand, took out the super smart pistol from the holster on his waist, and put it in Beichuan Jingshen's hand.
"This is for you."
Beichuan Hao's eyes widened and he quickly excused himself: "Mr. Lin, how could I let you spend so much money?"
Lin Mo ignored him and stared straight at Beichuan Jing.
The latter tried to avoid his gaze, but he was like a rabbit with no way to retreat. The fur on his back was pinched and there was no room for resistance.
"I'm not very good at comforting people. I gave this gun to you so that you can protect yourself in the future. Your brother and I can't be with you all the time, but one thing will never change, that is, once you get out of trouble
If something happens, your brother will definitely look for you like crazy, and I will also be worried about you."
Lin Mo thought about his words for a while, and said slowly while thinking about it.
"Brother Lin, are you worried about me?" Beichuan Jing's eyes glowed a little, and she looked up at Lin Mo.
When Kitagawa Hao on the side saw this, his eyes couldn't help but twitch, and his heart suddenly felt cold. He sadly realized that he seemed to be excluded by his sister.
Lin Mo nodded kindly, hesitated for a while, and finally reached out and touched the girl's head, and said:
"You must learn to protect yourself. When you have time in the future, let your brother teach you how to use a gun."
The moment her palm touched her head, Beichuan Jing's body trembled violently, her cheeks were slightly red, her eyelashes were slightly trembling, and her hanging hair covered her eyes.
Finally, she nodded silently.
...
The door opened and Lin Mo walked out of the suite. Beichuan Hao behind him was still telling Beichuan Jing to be careful if she stayed at home alone.
After walking out of the room, Kitagawa Hao's face fell instantly.
"Don't be depressed, look at how bad you are." Lin Mothi smiled and nudged Beichuan Hao with his elbow.
Kitagawa Hiroshi had a mournful expression on his face. This upright man would not be afraid even when faced with a hail of bullets, but now he felt a little aggrieved like a child who had lost his toy.
"No, Mr. Lin, I am happier than anyone else that Jing can cheer up. I just... I just..." Kitagawa Hao murmured in a low voice.
"I just feel that in the eyes of my sister, I can't compare to an outsider?" Lin Mo exposed his inner knot and patted him on the shoulder:
"Actually, I know the reason."
"What is it?" Kitagawa Hiroshi asked.
"You and your sister have been dependent on each other since childhood. In the eyes of your sister, maybe your role is not that of an elder brother, but more like a father. She is used to your doting, so your comfort will not have much effect. Instead, it is me, an outsider, who suddenly breaks in.
When she came in, she was so traumatized that she regarded my savior as her brother." Lin Mo analyzed seriously.
"That's it!" Seeing Lin Mo find a reason for himself, Kitagawa Hao also felt that his mood was not so low anymore.
"Don't take these things to heart. When we go to Wakako's place later, we still have tasks to do." Lin Mo said.
Beichuan Hao nodded: "Don't worry, Mr. Lin, I will keep a good attitude."
While chatting, the two came to the underground parking lot of the building.
"Lin Jun, is this car yours?" Standing in front of the Sword in the Stone, Beichuan Hao's face was filled with shock, and his eyes looking at the sports car were a bit more like a pilgrim.
As a former member of the Tiger Claw Gang, he has done some research on sports cars.
The Sword in the Stone is the most powerful and best-performing sports car on the market, bar none!
"Want to take a seat?" Lin Mo put his hand on the hood of the car and asked with a smile.
"I didn't expect Mr. Lin's financial resources to be so rich..."
Beichuan Hao took a deep breath. From the past week's interactions, he could see that Lin Mo's identity and background were definitely not simple.
From this point of view, he still underestimated.
"Thanks to Mr. Lin for your support, I want to give it a try!" Kitagawa Hao said sincerely.
"Okay, please get in the car!" Lin Mo opened the door and got into the passenger seat.
Kitagawa Hiroshi calmed down his excitement, carefully sat on the driver's seat, rubbed his hands on the steering wheel, and finally pulled it to start the engine.
The Sword in the Stone roared like an angry dragon and sped away from the parking lot.