Chapter 366 Are these guys really here to celebrate my birthday?
How did you escape? There is no escape process in the pieced together memory fragments. Fujiwara Yu smiled bitterly and shook his head. He pinched the cigarette case repeatedly and was silent for a long time before replying: "I woke up in the hospital.
, there were only some minor wounds on my body, and the more serious one was shock caused by dehydration. Fortunately, it was not serious even after receiving treatment. The person who sent me to the hospital was a volunteer from the Marine Conservation Association who went to the beach to pick up garbage early in the morning. According to him
I was lying on the boat that was stranded on the beach. When they saw that I was still breathing, they immediately sent me to the hospital, and my life was saved."
"Shock caused by severe dehydration?" Akihara Kenji heard this and couldn't help but hold his chin and think: "The human body can generally last for five to seven days without eating or drinking, which means that you were kidnapped within a week. You were in
It was found on a small boat, which also proves that the kidnapping location may be on the seaside."
"Well, that's what I speculated. I also searched near the beach afterwards, but I didn't find any traces." Fujiwara Yu shook his head regretfully. He was worried that he would alert the snake, so he did not continue the investigation. Now he just looks forward to it.
Your own memory can be recovered from nightmares again and again. Only by recovering your memory can you know the inside story of the kidnapping.
Akihara Kenji reached out and patted Fujiwara Yuu's shoulder twice, and he comforted him: "Don't think too much, wait until you remember that with your ability, you can easily arrest the kidnapper and bring him to justice. However, you are worried now.
It's not a kidnapping, right?" Fujiwara Yu couldn't help but was stunned when he heard this. He thought of Akihara Kenji's suggestion to buy food and drinks, and twitched his lips: "Buying food and drinks was a lie, and finding out that I have a fear of elevators is an added bonus...
…You want to ask me why I bought so much wine tonight, do you think I’m drinking to drown my sorrows?”
"Bingo, congratulations on your correct answer. The reward is that you honestly explained the reason why you drank to relieve your sorrows." Akihara Kenji smiled and snapped his fingers, and blinked twice at Fujiwara with a slight movement.
"Playful".
"Reiner the tricks you use to deal with little girls." Fujiwara Yu rolled his eyes and almost made a retching expression. He shook out a cigarette from the cigarette case and held it in his mouth, and said calmly: "You should guess
My current profession is not that of a police officer, so you'd better not be curious about some things, as it will be harmful to your ambitions but not beneficial at all."
"My ambition? What ambition do I have?" After Fujiwara Yu stared at Akihara Kenji for a few seconds, he cleared his throat and imitated Akihara's tone of voice: "Becoming a police officer is because being a police officer will not lead to bankruptcy... Well, you were not like this back then.
Is that what you said? It’s better that you don’t know about the things that worry me. Sometimes you still need to put the brakes on in time.”
"Are you worried that I know too much and can't be a policeman?" Akihara Kenji pretended to smile lightly. He had already guessed what Fujiwara was about to blurt out.
"Idiot, going bankrupt is unlucky for the police... That means death in the line of duty, so don't say such things." Fujiwara Yu said angrily. He didn't expect anyone in his generation to be ahead of him.
As expected, it was what little Fujiwara would say. Akihara Kenji secretly looked at the height gap between himself and Fujiwara. He really didn't expect that he was already so much taller than him after not seeing him for a long time, and he was becoming less and less young.
As a younger brother, he has really matured a lot in the past few years.
Time has left its footprints on their faces.
"Since you don't tell me, I won't ask. Let's go. If you don't go back to Zhenping, there will be trouble."
"He hasn't changed at all in front of acquaintances, and he hasn't even gotten rid of his bad habit of picking door locks. There is obviously a better way." Akihara Kenji couldn't help but pause, and he asked curiously: "A better way?
"
"You can spend money to stay in the next door room and climb the balcony to create a surprise for me."
"..." Akihara Kenji twitched the corner of his mouth slightly. It seems that it is not a good habit to climb over the balcony and enter other people's space, right?
Fujiwara, this kid, shouldn’t have the bad habit of climbing through walls and windows. The two of them returned to the room. As expected, Matsuda Jinpei and Kenji expected, shouting dissatisfiedly: “You two went to Osaka to buy food and drinks.
Is it done? It’s too slow!”
"You guys with few teeth should talk less, any leaked wind will fill you up." Fujiwara Yu said the most ruthless words with an expressionless face. One sentence directly killed Matsuda to the point where he raised his sleeves and prepared.
Start fighting.
In the end, it was Yin Dahang who used his former squad leader's sternness to push Matsuda back onto the sofa with one hand. He quickly opened a pack of squid threads and stuffed a large wad into his mouth, which was about to yell, to seal it.
The squad leader's operations are so smooth and smooth, I'm afraid it's not what he usually does
He had to do a lot of work of "preventing fights". Fujiwara Yu looked at the sanctioned Matsuda Jinpei with schadenfreude, but the next second he was sanctioned by the squad leader.
I saw Yin Dahang stood up and snatched away the unlit cigarette from Fujiwara's mouth, and threw it into the trash can. He still said plausibly: "Fortunately, you have learned some medical knowledge. Don't you know that smoking is harmful to the body? Here.
I'll smoke two less cigarettes, I don't like the smell of cigarettes, and these two guys don't dare to light cigarettes in front of me!"
"...Okay, squad leader." Fujiwara Yu licked his lips and had no choice but to run to the exclusive small bar in the suite to mix drinks for everyone.
Bourbon whiskey, syrup, bitters, ice cubes, orange peels and brandy cherries. These things add up to create a classic cocktail that is bitter yet sweet.
Yin Dahang picked up the glass and took a big sip. The high degree of alcohol rushed straight to his forehead. He frowned and put down the glass, smacking his tongue: "Hiss--I really can't drink foreign wine. Fujiwara, didn't you buy any beer?"
?”
"No, I just bought Bourbon and Scotch." When Fujiwara Yu said these two names, there was still a faint smile hidden in his eyes. He obviously bought these two whiskeys on purpose.
Although Kenji Akihara caught this weird smile, no matter how much he used his imagination, he would never associate these two wines with Rei Furitani and Kagemitsu Morofuku.
He didn't have God's perspective, so how could he know that the League of Bad Guys these days would still use the name of a drink as a codename.
"Huh, let's just live and drink. Anyway, I'm here to celebrate your birthday today." Hmm. So, why is the birthday girl helping to make drinks?
Fujiwara Yu asked a soul question in his heart, asking Guiwen, but he did not dare to slow down the mixing speed at all, otherwise it would be too late to feed these drunkards.
After three rounds of drinking, the hotel room also showed a shaky trend. Fujiwara Yu, who used to be the worst drunk, was still conscious. He held his chin and looked depressed at his face, which was covered with cream cake, but he was lying on his bed, rubbing the cream everywhere. It was all Matsuda Jinpei, and he glanced at the man who was spread out on the sofa and still shouting
Yin Dahang, the life winner named "Natalie", finally fixed his eyes on Akihara Kenji, who was holding a dinner plate as a steering wheel and imitating the sound of an engine in his mouth.
Hehe, are these guys really here to celebrate my birthday? They are here to torture me, right?