Chiba Salted Fish Legend

Chapter 13 A short sentence can still hurt so much...

Standing on the street, Xia Zhi laments the fact that the world seems so big, but it is actually so small.

On this side of the street, Xia Zhi looked at the bookstore across the street.In front of the bookstore opposite, a figure dressed suspiciously in a black windbreaker and unknown to men, women and children was also stunned when he saw Xia Zhi.

He (she) always felt that the high school student in uniform across the street looked familiar. After thinking about it, he suddenly realized that he or she had met this person when buying books in another bookstore yesterday.Is it a coincidence?No, I don't believe there is such a thing as coincidence.So?Was I recognized?What is his purpose?
If Xia Zhi knew what he (she) was thinking, he would definitely shout, "I'm so wronged! It's going to snow!".

The two people watched each other across the street. For a long time, Xia Zhi removed his eyes and left alone.He still has to work and has no time to satisfy his curiosity.As a kind-hearted person, Xia Zhi has firmly memorized this person's appearance. If something bad happens nearby, Xia Zhi will definitely report this suspicious person as a suspect as soon as possible. To the police uncle.

The figure opposite was stared at by Xia Zhi with horror. Just when he was about to speak, Xia Zhi left first.He or she froze in place, unable to figure out what the other person wanted to do, so he or she could only watch the other person leave.

Xia Zhi suddenly remembered that in many cases in China, the suspects had been found, but there was always a lack of evidence, resulting in the delay in solving the cases.Anyway, it didn't take much time. Xia Zhi stopped, took out his mobile phone, turned on the camera function, turned around and locked it, clicked, retired and continued walking to the coffee shop.

"Fuck, wait a minute!"

When the man in black saw Xia Zhi taking out his mobile phone to take pictures, he knew something was wrong. The other party must have regarded him as a suspicious person.If there is any theft, robbery or even worse vicious incident around here, that photo will definitely appear on the police's clue table immediately!Then there will be endless troubles!

We must prevent this from happening at all costs!
The man in black was approaching quickly. Xia Zhi turned his head when he heard the sound and saw the man in black running towards him with a fierce momentum, as if he wanted to catch him and then stab him through with a knife.Although he was a righteous boy, he did not have the power to enforce justice, so Xia Zhi made a decision in an instant.run!

Xia Zhi also started running!Xia Zhi, who had undergone physical training with a domestic average training intensity higher than that of the SEALs, was naturally not slow in running, so the distance between him and the man in black gradually widened!
Damn it!How could this man run so fast!Stop it!I'm not a suspicious person!

However, it is actually difficult for people to speak loudly when they are running. Just like singing while walking, ordinary people will be interrupted. This is the beauty of human body physics.

Seeing that the distance was getting bigger and bigger, the man in black felt that it was not an option to continue like this, so he stepped forward with his right foot, took a deep breath, and shouted "I'm really not a suspicious person!".The loud female voice resounded throughout the alley, attracting the attention of scattered people. Naturally, Xia Zhi also heard it and stopped as the man in black expected.

She breathed a sigh of relief, finally able to save her reputation.However, she was only happy for two seconds before she could say the next sentence.

"The last person who said this has now entered the police station and is squatting. Do you think I am a fool?"

The man said in unsophisticated Japanese.Then, turn around and leave.

The man in black was like a stone, holding his knees with both hands, motionless, watching the man who had obviously misunderstood him gradually go away.Her stunned face was hidden under the hood. No one but herself knew what his current mood was. It could really be said that what was that Chinese catchphrase? Oh, [I’m really beeping. Got a dog] to describe.

"You... bastard! I just want to secretly earn some money for figurines, why is it so difficult!"

The girl felt the deep malice from the world, and even the paper bag in her hand became as heavy as a stone.

She walked towards her home in despair, her back looking particularly desolate.

However, Xia Zhi, who had already walked far away, didn't know about this. He was on his way to the coffee shop.

Although he was chased halfway by a vicious man in black and deviated from his original path, he did not regret it for the safety of the store manager and Mayumi. Who knows whether such a person wearing a suspicious windbreaker would do something crazy.Oh, I am really a great successor to communism.Xia Zhi's inner activity was the opposite of his cold appearance.

He pushed open the door of the coffee shop. The manager was already cleaning.The wind chime on the door rang, and the store manager looked toward the store door.

"Xia Zhijun..." His expression was very stiff.Anyone who is threatened by his own employees using unbreakable means will probably become stiff when he sees this employee threatening him.

"Oh, store manager. Good afternoon."

Xia Zhiping said hello to the store manager calmly, and then asked, "Manager, where is my wine?"

"Xia Zhijun, do you really want to drink?" As Miao Zhenggenhong's middle-aged Japanese Miyoshi, the store manager is still quite worried about providing alcohol to minors.

"Don't worry. Chinese people can eat anything, so how can Chinese students not be able to drink wine." Xia Zhi waved his hand.

"...Is there any necessary relationship between this?" The store manager's head was full of black lines.

"Anyway, don't worry." Xia Zhi said nonchalantly, "Then, where did you put my wine?"

"Under the counter." The store manager pointed to the counter table.It is truly a magical place. It can house things, stand people, and publish books. It is simply a holy place.

"Sapporo Beer, this beer is quite famous. I often see pictures of this beer in international student forums."

"Sapporo Beer is one of the beers that we in Japan are proud of. It is a brand founded in Sapporo City, Hokkaido in the [-]th year of Meiji..." The store manager introduced the history of Sapporo Beer to Xia Zhi in detail. It was obvious that he really Be proud of it.

But, "Shop Manager, you are not from Sapporo." With an expression of being pierced through the heart by a sharp sword, he clutched his chest and put one hand on the table.

"A short sentence can hurt so much..."

There are six cans in total, packed in a paper bag.Xia Zhi casually took out a bottle, pulled the ring, and a lot of foam popped out of the jar.

"There's a lot of foam..." Xia Zhi said, looking at the foam that kept coming out of the jar.

"Borrow a cup." After saying that, he took a glass and poured the wine into it. The golden wine sank to the bottom, with foam rising and a faint fragrance.Although drinking during work hours was not a good idea, Xia Zhi still couldn't help but want to have a taste.He always had more passion for drinks.

"Can I have a sip?" Xia Zhi asked the store manager, and the store manager asked back, "How's your drinking capacity? Even though you said that, it won't affect your work."

"I don't know if I haven't drunk Japanese beer. But it shouldn't be a big problem. Don't you all drink high-alcohol alcohol?"

"I still drink occasionally." The store manager spread his hands.

So Xia Zhi picked up the cup and took a sip.

It tastes different from snowflakes... but it tastes good, especially suitable for drinking with barbecued meats and the like.

"It tastes different from Chinese beer...each has its own characteristics." Xia Zhi rubbed his chin, took the cup and put it in the refrigerator.He felt that if he drank after working hours, he couldn't cause trouble to others.

"Xia Zhijun, do you feel dizzy or anything?" the store manager asked.

"If you can get dizzy after taking such a sip, you won't even be able to eat wine-filled chocolate in the future." Xia Zhi looked at the store manager with contempt.

"People often forget about what they are doing after drinking a little bit and cause trouble for others. So even if you take today off, don't force it. If you make trouble, I will really fire you."

"Don't worry, you're such an old man, it's okay to take care of yourself. I'm going to change clothes first."

As soon as Xia Zhi took two steps, the store door was pushed open again.The person who came was the second clerk of the cafe, Mayumi Maeda.

"Hey, Mayumi-chan. You came here really early today." The store manager greeted her, and she politely replied, saying hello to Natsuki by the way, "Hello, store manager, hello Natsuki-senpai."

Before Xia Zhi could reply to her, Mayumi came up with a bunch of words.

"Senior Xia Zhi! Minors are not allowed to drink alcohol! This is against the law, even if you are an overseas student from China."

"Same as the store manager! Even knowing that Senior Xia Zhi is underage, he helped Senior Xia Zhi buy alcohol!"

Mayumi spoke aggressively, and the store manager looked like he didn't know what to do. Natsuki was stunned for a moment, then pointed at the counter seriously and said, "Mayumi, you're late."

Mayumi looked at the empty cans on the counter that had not been disposed of yet and were covered with black lines.

"And you are too rigid. You cannot become a qualified adult if you don't drink."

"There are no such adults! If all of Japan had such adults, Japan would be doomed."

Mayumi retorted.

"Anxiety, peace of mind, don't you think I'm okay?"

Natsuki comforted Mayumi, "And the beer is delicious. Do you want to try it?"

"No need!" Mayumi glared at Xia Zhi, "I won't do this next time."

"What a rigid young man." Xia Zhi sighed.

"You are also a young man." The store manager said helplessly.

"I think you should experience the horror of a 15-year-old Chinese drinking Moutai."

“Your parents are really derelict in their duties by allowing a 15-year-old child to drink Moutai.”

The store manager still has a certain understanding of this well-known wine.

"Speaking of which, Zhijun Xia, I have never drunk orthodox Moutai? Can you ask your parents to buy two bottles for me?"

"Okay. You can buy me two bottles of sake next time. I heard that sake is sweet, so I wanted to drink it a long time ago."

The two of them were talking nonchalantly, and the corner of the police chief's daughter's mouth twitched.

(End of this chapter)