In Kawakamiji's field of vision, the strong man had become impatient, and he tried to dial Kashasha's number.
So Kawakami felt the vibration of his cell phone in his jacket pocket, but he ignored it.
If the big man was sharp enough, he could actually detect Kawakami Tsumugi through the vibrating sound of his cell phone. Well...just think of it as an inspection for future colleagues. The gray-haired young man decided happily.
Unfortunately, things often don't develop as planned.
While Kawakami was focusing on his own goals, he unknowingly became a target in the eyes of others——
A young, thin man with a foreign face, an innocent and straightforward smile, and a place he seemed unfamiliar with...
Blackmail target.
Kawakami Tsumugi has always been very sensitive to gazes. When a few young men dressed as gangsters who were not easy to mess with approached from a distance, he subconsciously speeded up and slipped out of the encirclement with nimble steps.
But in this way, there will definitely be some additional noise.
And with the vigilance that members of the organization should have, the man might not have noticed Kawakami Tsumugi's silent sneaking, but it was impossible for him not to notice it at this time.
As a result, the gray-haired young man successfully made eye contact with his intended target.
Kawakamiji:……
The movement of the gray-haired young man couldn't help but pause slightly, which caused him to be grabbed by the shoulder by the tall young man behind him.
Then something made of wool, similar to a knitted bag, was hung on Kawakami Tsumugi's right hand.
Kawakamiji silently put his left hand into his pocket, fumbled for his still vibrating phone, and pressed the reject button.
Tsk, what a mistake... He actually missed this point.
With his harmless appearance, it was okay to be with Tian Yuze, but when he was alone, he was like a fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered.
In the past, when checking out the entire airport, Tsumugi Kawakami's speed was relatively fast and it was difficult to get blocked. Now, when the speed is slow, he will be blocked.
The gray-haired young man was still observing the face of the organization member not far away. The latter glanced indifferently, obviously not intending to meddle in other people's business.
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Immediately afterwards, his line of sight was blocked.
Because the blackmailer's accomplices gathered around. The leader who caught him before sang a rap version and uttered a long paragraph in English.
Kawakami understood. The ugly woven bag in his hand cost 200 knives. Now that he had taken the item, he would naturally have to pay the other party.
This was his first time being blackmailed at the airport, and the gray-haired young man couldn't help but feel it was new.
And this kind of forced buying and selling routine is quite cute compared to the brutal methods of the organization? Worth playing.
According to the character of "Kawakami Tsumugi" as a powerless psychology doctor, the gray-haired young man maintained a dazed and somewhat uneasy look without any flaws. He stammered and asked in English:
"What...what are you going to do? I'm here...to find a friend. Could you please give in?"
Seeing Kawakami Tsumugi's Asian face and speaking so fast, this step was to create psychological deterrence and to further judge whether he was easy to mess with or not. The gray-haired young man analyzed it with great interest.
The blackmailer got the answer he wanted, so he showed a satisfied smile, slowed down his speech, and expressed his demand again: he wanted money.
This time Kawakamiji pretended to understand, and his expression instantly changed from blank to frightened and tough:
"No, no, I didn't ask for your bag, my friend is still waiting for me!"
Having performed enough, Tsumugi Kawakami gave his performance a perfect score.
Then he resumed his slippery pace, jumped out of the encirclement, and grabbed the sleeve of the organization member:
"Hey! My friend, long time no see! Are you paying attention to that triangular cloud? Now it's floating over here!"
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In this way, Kawakamiji gained his first friend in a foreign country, and at the same time left a very deep impression on him.
Well, albeit in a humiliating way.
After knowing that the friend who was the "fat sheep to be slaughtered" was a strong man with a height of eight feet and a fierce aura, the group of people who wanted to cause trouble for Kawakami naturally dispersed, and the gray-haired young man even prostituted a woven bag for nothing.
He happily raised the woven bag to his eyes and turned it around:
"If it is built on a free basis, it is actually quite beautiful - do you want it, my friend? After all, 10% of this is your credit, and the remaining 90% -"
The member of the organization put a gun against Kawakami's abdomen with an expressionless expression, and looked at him like a hawk with his sharp lead-gray eyes.
"——The remaining 90% is because I provoked those people."
The gray-haired young man was not affected at all and finished this sentence with a smile.
"You didn't follow the rules and refused to answer my call, Kashasha."
"Because I was blocked by others and couldn't use my hands. Of course, thank you for your help~"
"Besides, weren't the people from your third branch the one who violated the rules first? It's the etiquette that an organization should repay in kind."
There was still joy in Kawakami Tsuyoshi's tone.
He held the strong man's gun-holding wrist, turned his head, and stared at the other person with his godless black boy without highlights, deliberately creating a sense of inhumanity.
"I can understand not revealing your location and personal appearance when you come to pick me up, but you should at least tell me your code name. Unilateral information leakage does not comply with the regulations."
"Country A doesn't have this rule." The strong man's voice was still strong.
The gray-haired young man made an exaggerated sign of realization:
"So is it a cultural difference? Understand, understand, then I went too far this time."
In fact, there is no such rule in Japan...probably not. Gin or that gentleman never asked Kashasha to pick someone up at the airport. But Kawakami Tsumugi doesn't mind adding a temporary one when he's unhappy.
"So can you tell me your code name now? Shhh - don't be too busy rejecting it yet. At least 8 people have noticed us."
Kawakamiji approached the strong man, like whispering between friends,
"The police officer on guard and the four plainclothes men in the crowd...ah, by the way, the group of people who gave me the woven bag didn't go far either, leaving three horse boys behind?"
The strong man pushed the gray-haired young man away in disgust, but put away the gun.
"Belvedere Vodka, this is the first time I've seen a Codename member who can still be blocked and blackmailed. Are all Japanese branches at this level?"
Gee, the code name is really related to vodka. Kawakami couldn't help but compare the sturdy background board next to Gin in his memory with the Polish snow tree in front of him.
"Only I am at this level." The gray-haired young man replied sincerely.
Therefore, sincerity is a must-have in social interactions. Kawakami Tsutomu was so arrogant that Poland Snow Tree had nothing to say for a moment, so he simply turned around and left.
The gray-haired young man shrugged, pulled out his hidden suitcase from behind the potted plant in the center of the waiting hall, and then trotted to follow.
He took out a black leather wallet and counted it roughly in front of the Polish snow tree:
"That's right. I can buy several packs of lemon candies. It's very comfortable. Everyone who sees the Polish snow tree has a share. How about sharing some with you?"
While communicating with the blackmailer, Kawakami took the man's wallet. Come here, that's why they also sent horse boys to follow the gray-haired young man.
At this time, Poland Snow Tree suddenly realized. He stared at Kashasha's harmless face.
Of course the latter knew what he wanted to confirm, and smiled and showed the strong man the blade attached to the side of his finger.
During the confrontation between the two, Kashasha could slit the artery in his hand with a single movement of the blade.
