Tokyo: The simulation begins with the big sister next door

Chapter 211 Chapter 208: Hoshinomiya Rin’s circle of friends, Little Gotham City

"Miss, the hot water is ready. Do you want to take a bath or eat first?"

Ayase Mitsuba bent slightly and looked at the girl in front of her respectfully.

"Bath."

A cold voice sounded, and Hoshinomiya Rin took off her clothes and walked into the bathroom with bare feet. The hot mist filled the air and entangled the girl's pale skin.

clap la la...

He dipped his toes into the scalding hot water. After a few seconds of adapting, Hoshimiya Rin lay down in the bathtub, relaxed and stretched his body, and gently rubbed his red and swollen heel with one hand.

She usually wears student leather shoes with low heels. Although she stood for a short time today, she has been wearing high heels. Her delicate skin has been rubbed red, and it starts to hurt when she touches hot water.

Later, Hoshinomiya Rin took out his mobile phone and was about to edit a message and send it out, but suddenly found a new circle of friends.

It was from Aoi Nakano, who has been on leave recently.

"I had a great lunch today. I will go out to play tomorrow. I will go back to school on Monday and start studying hard!"

The accompanying text is very simple, and there is only one picture. It is Nakano Aoi sitting beside the hospital bed, with two clean lunch boxes on her knees.

"Why is Nakano-san in the hospital?" Rin Hoshinomiya asked.

"It's not me who's hospitalized, it's my sister-in-law." Aoi Nakano replied quickly.

"Well, then I will visit you in the afternoon. When is a more suitable time?" Hoshimiya Rin raised his head after sending the message, intending to ask Ayase Mitsuha to buy some condolences.

Ding Dong!

Aoi Nakano sent a cute emoticon.

"no thanks."

"Classmate Anze has already visited my sister-in-law and me, and even brought a lunch box made by herself."

"President, you must be very busy recently. I will go back to school on Monday. It will be the same if I see you then!"

Staring silently at the messages on the screen, Hoshigong Rin pursed her lower lip.

"it is good."

After clicking send with a pale finger, Hoshinomiya Rin threw the phone aside and lay in the bathtub.

It turns out that An Zeliang had something to do today, and he was going to see Nakano Aoi.

In the past few days, he occasionally asked about Aoi Nakano's request for leave. Although he didn't say it, he must be worried in his heart.

After getting the news, it is normal to visit immediately out of concern.

A few seconds later, Hoshigong Rin suddenly reached out and turned on the faucet, letting hot water pour into the bathtub freely.

"It feels... still a little cold."

Lying quietly in the bathtub, looking at the ceiling, Hoshimiya Rin reached out to pick up the phone and clicked on Nakano Aoi's chat interface again.

"Nakano-san, where are you going to play tomorrow?"

"It's not decided yet, but I haven't gone swimming for a long time and I kind of want to go to a water park."

"Who are you going with?"

Nakano Aoi's reply was a few seconds slow, but she still sent the message.

"If I said it was with Anze, would the president be unhappy?"

"... "

Shibuya District.

An Zeliang stepped out of the taxi and glanced around the scenery in front of him.

As one of the top three areas with the highest crime rate among Tokyo's 23 wards, Shibuya's street population is very complex. There are black-skinned and fair-skinned foreigners, as well as will-o'-the-wisp guys and girls who dress in very flamboyant ways... Street garbage can also be seen everywhere.

In short, it is one word, chaos.

An Zeliang looked up at the camera. It was similar to what he remembered. The entire area was not monitored. The camera was also an old model with limited functions.

"The crime capital, Gotham Japan."

Yasuzawa said with emotion, he had the urge to take out the keyboard and type PANZER, but if he thought about it carefully, there are many gangsters in Shibuya, and they probably have guns hidden in their dens, so it would be better to type PAINKILLER1-999-724- 654-5537, invincible is the safest.

Thinking in his mind, An Zeliang walked toward his destination.

boom!
Suddenly, his shoulder was hit hard by a passing will-o'-the-wisp boy.

"It's all in vain——!"

With a roar that was extremely difficult to flick, the will-o'-the-wisp boy with a mohawk and a skull mask waved his hands violently. Behind him, several energetic young men with strange hairstyles gathered around him in a tacit understanding, blocking An Zeliang in the on the road.

The collar of the mohawk was open, revealing a huge set of abdominal muscles. He picked up his leather jacket and showed it to An Zeliang, and skillfully flicked his tongue and roared.

"Damn it, my clothes are all stained by you damn guy!"

"This is what the boss bought yesterday!"

The other boys immediately agreed.

"Compensate, you must make this guy pay!"

The mohawk looked at An Zeliang's young appearance, sneered, pulled down his mask, stretched out three fingers, and pressed it arrogantly in front of An Zeliang.

"Kid, I'm in a good mood today, so I won't talk about amputating my limbs... I'll pay 30 yen for a new dress, and you can get out."

"Otherwise...hehehe."

With a swish, Mohawk pulled out a folding knife from his pocket and licked the blade with the tip of his tongue with a ferocious expression. The threat was already obvious.

The other boys also followed Jie Jie and laughed ferociously. If this were to be placed in a terrifying novel, Gao Bao would have to be a great elder of the Soul Palace.

Seeing this, Anzeliang thought for a while and said.

"You know, if you always wear clothes with your stomach exposed, you will catch a cold, and you will also have constant diarrhea."

"...Huh?" Mohawk was confused by the incoherent words of this game.

"You must listen to what our ancestors say." An Zeliang smiled and stretched out his hand.

"I'll help you get dressed."

"... "

Three minutes later, An Zeliang was already standing in the dark alley.

Mohawk was kneeling in front of him with a bruised face and a bruised face. He was neatly dressed in leather clothes. The other boys were lying on the ground, sleeping peacefully and occasionally twitching.

"Boss, boss, I was really wrong. I will dress well, walk well, and never bump into others again..."

The mohawk cried and confessed, tears constantly flowing through his bruised eyes, and the painful facial muscles kept twitching.

"Don't be like this, I still like to see you with your hands in your pockets, looking like you have no rival in the world."

An Zeliang touched the pocket of the mohawk and found a new skull mask, which he felt a little disgusted by.

"Are there no other styles?"

"No, no more." Mohawk replied subconsciously, and quickly changed his words midway, "Yes, yes, I can go to the convenience store to grab... and buy one."

"Forget it, I'm in a hurry, that's all."

An Zeliang shook the mask, put it on his face, and then suddenly stretched out his hand.

Snapped!
A slap to the mohawk's face.

"...Old, boss?"

The mohawk covered his face with his head, his eyes were filled with humiliation, but he did not dare to say anything.

Just now, he and his brothers used all their strength, waving the folding knife in their hands even more powerfully, and uttering harsh words on the road... Then An Zeliang spent one minute knocking everyone down, and spent another After two minutes, everyone was driven into the alley and knocked down one by one, leaving him kneeling on the ground, shivering.

He can't beat several people, let alone one person.

The mohawk could only grit his teeth and endure it.

Snapped!
An Zeliang slapped him again with his backhand, slapping the face on both sides of the mohawk's head to almost the same size. Then he withdrew his hand and said with a smile.

"You really want to take revenge on me, don't you?" "My territory is at 3-2-2 Sakuragaoka Town, Shibuya District. My name is Shunsuke Kotani. Bring your people and come find me."

The mohawk suddenly panicked and said quickly.

"No, no...how could it be? The boss beat me for my own good. I know his intentions..."

Snapped!
An Zeliang slapped him again, interrupted Mohawk's words with action, and said with a smile.

"No, you have to come."

"The scenery on the streets of Shibuya is very beautiful, and Fukushima is also good. If you haven't been here, you can consider going there for vacation."

He covered his face with a mohawk, and there was a blood stain on the corner of his mouth. He looked at An Zeliang blankly, a little confused.

Why are there still people forcing others to take revenge on themselves?

are you crazy!

"Why don't you say anything? Do you really like drinking Fukushima water and eating Fukushima rice?"

"No, it's not!" Mohawk shook his head crazily, and then nodded crazily, "I, I will definitely go, please don't worry!"

"I will wait for you."

An Zeliang walked out of the alley and breathed a sigh of relief.

I have to say that being a bad guy is a bit satisfying, but you can’t do it too often, otherwise it will be over if you get five stars.

"The will-o'-the-wisp boys should all have motorcycles. I'll walk over and they ride over. It should be just right."

Anze Liang's physical strength was beyond ordinary people. He walked and shopped all the way, bought a bottle of drink, and walked leisurely to Sakuragaoka Town 3-2-2.

This is a pachinko parlor, which is a gambling parlor where small balls are played.

But at this time, a large lucky cat and several pots of decorative flowers placed at the door had all been thrown to the ground, leaving a mess.

More than a dozen motorcycles were neatly placed at the door. Mohawk and the boys he called had bruises and swollen faces. The boys were dressed in black, and Mohawk was wearing a pure white team leader uniform with tattoos on the back of his clothes. The shape of the dragon is very exaggerated, and it is holding a stick in its hand.

Where's his folding knife?
An Zeliang was confused for a moment, then touched his pocket, and he just took it away.

"Shunsuke Kotani, I'm here to find you!"

The mohawk roared angrily.

"Who the hell are you!"

The gangsters in the pinball shop were angry, but there was also a trace of confusion on their faces.

Shunsuke Kotani is indeed the boss behind the pachinko parlor and a confidant of the second-in-command. He is usually responsible for some underworld work. However, he has been in trouble several times before, and once he was almost sentenced to life imprisonment, so he is quite cautious in character. , will not cause trouble easily in the open.

So even though the gangsters were smashed up by these weirdos, they didn't kill them, they just gave them a good beating.

As a result, not only did the mohawk stay, but he became even more energetic, and now even revealed the name of the boss behind the pinball parlor...

This guy doesn’t seem to be simple!

"You tell Shunsuke Kotani, in the 30 years in Hedong and in the 30th year in Hexi, when he bullied me into dust, he already had a way to die. Now I am here to take revenge!"

At this time, the mohawk was on the verge of crying. He wanted to leave, but he was also afraid that once he left, he would be floating on the water in Fukushima when he opened his eyes again. He could only grit his teeth and continue to persevere.

He felt that the reason why the young boy asked him to do this must be to test his bloodiness. As long as he persisted long enough, he would definitely be able to come back alive.

"Fucking psycho!"

The gangsters were speechless. After greeting each other, they raised their fists again and beat each other with Mohawk and others.

No one saw it, and a figure calmly turned into the alley, and then walked near the back door of the pinball shop.

"There's someone there." An Zeliang stopped in the hiding place and looked at the two people at the back door.

They were pushing a small cart with two small steel ball machines on it. They probably saw a fight at the front door, so they entered through the back door.

"Drip, drip, drip..."

The two entered the password while chatting. One of them bent down and opened his eyes wide. After scanning his pupils, the advanced electronic lock opened in response.

"Tell me, what does the password Mr. Otani set mean?"

"It will be randomly generated by the computer. I advise you not to ask. In the past, a team member asked out of curiosity and was taken away by Mr. Kotani. When he appeared again, he could only remain silent."

"terrifying."

Squeak!

The heavy back door slowly closed, and their voices were completely cut off.

Afterwards, An Zeliang also walked to the door. He knew that there was no camera at the back door, and his posture was very relaxed.

Shunsuke Kotani is a cautious person. The password for the electronic lock is indeed randomized by the computer and will be changed every Monday. The reason why he said the password cannot be asked is to make people think that the password has special meaning.

It's just a very simple deception.

Even if outsiders know the password, there is still pupil verification at the back door, making it difficult to get in and cause trouble.

But An Zeliang just stretched out his book and pressed six numbers on the keyboard in sequence.

"drop--!"

The green screen of the electronic lock suddenly turned red.

After a few seconds, the pupil verification was turned off, the screen of the electronic password lock also turned gray, the lock tongue opened automatically, and the heavy door slowly popped up, welcoming An Zeliang back.

233689.
This is the year and date when Shunsuke Kotani was caught in the bureau. The sum of several numbers is also the administrator password of his backdoor.

In this world, it is estimated that only Shunsuke Kotani and the second in command know this password, and only Shunsuke Kotani knows the meaning of the password.

Of course...An Zeliang is an exception.

"Mr. Xiaotani, when you cried and thanked me for cultivating me in the simulation and told me the meaning behind the password, my simulated personality was really touched."

Walking into the store casually as if he were shopping, An Zeliang walked into the study on the second floor without even looking at the chaos at the door.

Because the mohawk was making too much noise and the name of Shunsuke Kotani, the boss behind the scenes, was called out, almost everyone in the store ran out. The remaining few were also in the front hall and did not notice Azawa at all.

An Zeliang closed the study door and took out three books of special weight one after another.

"Crackling—"

A small secret door on the wall popped open, revealing the safe behind it.

"Hey, you Japanese gangsters have too much sense of ritual. They are so fancy and useless."

After solving two puzzles in a row, An Zeliang became a little impatient. He walked over and turned the password knob of the safe to the correct position, and finally took out the contents.

They were several large volumes of thick account books, and some of the pages in the account books were yellowed, showing how old they were.

"According to Shunsuke Kotani's character, he didn't even put the account books in several safes. It seems that the struggle between the wife and the second-in-command was really fierce. Shunsuke Kotani should have been busy outside during this period and didn't have time to do it for himself. Secondary insurance.”

An Zeliang pulled up his chair and sat behind the desk. He quickly flipped through the ledger and took a pen to circle a few key points.

shhhhh--

While he was painting, there was a burst of very rapid footsteps, and the study door was suddenly opened.

An Zeliang raised his head and met the manager of the pachinko parlor. There was blood on his forehead and his body was very messy.

It takes a lot of effort to get a Mohawk, and even gangsters would dare to do it.

Thinking in his mind, An Zeliang opened the drawer and asked.

"Is there a problem?"

"...who the hell are you?"

The short-haired man reacted, roared and rushed over, trying to snatch the account book from An Zeliang's hand.

"I'm still a student, don't say so many rude words to me, it will spoil me."

An Zeliang shook his head helplessly, raised his hand from the drawer, held a gun with his slender fingers, opened the safety skillfully, loaded the bullet, and pointed it at the short-haired man.

"You see, what you just said has had an unpredictable and huge impact on my behavior."

(End of this chapter)