My grandson, Sun Ziliang, walked to the entrance of the subway station, pinched his belly under the lining of his suit, and let out a long sigh.
Looking at the headquarters building from afar, the last trace of my, Sun Ziliang's, seriousness for work also leaked.
This middle-aged man was not as he wished. The previous task had just ended, and now he was assigned a new task. He didn't even have time to rest. Did he think he was a robot?
It wasn't like there was no one else in the department, or did he really think he was the grandson in Chinese?
I am the grandson of all the department leaders?
Moreover, my grandson's surname, when translated into Chinese, is the noble surname 'Zhangsun'!
Zhangsun, Zhangsun!
I'm not a young man, where would I have so much energy to devote to work!
Stalking and pretending to be a frustrated middle-aged man was also very tiring.
If it wasn't because the opposite was his own leader, if it wasn't because there were so many years left on the mortgage, if it wasn't because he had to use his salary to drink with women, who would be willing to be bullied like this?
Speaking of drinking with women.
The key was that he had recently received his salary, but after being assigned this new stalking task, he didn't even have time to drink with women.
He didn't know if his sister in the bar would miss him.
"Thump thump thump!"
The Tokyo tram arrived at the station, and the sardines gathered outside the platform began to desperately squeeze into the tram.
The Tokyo tram, which was always delayed, finally arrived. Today, no one wanted to jump off the platform.
Island nation's urban rail transportation was very developed. Unlike China, Island nation's subway transportation not only referred to the English word 'subway', but also included trams. Everything was included in the subway, and for those places that were further away, they still used the train.
This was because in Island nation, including trams, subways, and trains, they actually all belonged to the same transportation company.
In China, subway transportation was generally operated by the city, and trains belonged to the main railway company. This disjointed model caused the connection of rail transportation in cities with large populations to not be good.
However, the common problem of megacities with tens of millions of people was that rail transportation was as developed as Island nation, traffic jams were still a big problem.
When the commuters on the subway saw my, Sun Ziliang, no, they didn't even see him. It was as if he was in front of them, and they didn't even pay attention to him.
There were too many middle-aged men like this in Tokyo. There was nothing new about them. Even if they died on the subway platform one day, no one would pay much attention to them.
They tried their best to squeeze into the subway. The people around them would never have thought that the person standing next to them was a police officer, and a terrifying supernatural one at that. If the supernatural police looked like this, the Island nation would have long been wiped out by the supernatural!
The glowing subway window shone on the faces of the people inside the train. They were all numb and glad to get off work.
With a briefcase under my arm, my grandson arrived at the station and was pushed out along with the crowd.
"Fresh air!"
The middle-aged man took a deep breath, and a blissful expression appeared on his face. It was said that the air in the Southern Kingdom was much fresher, and he had to find an opportunity to go there and spy on bikini beauties.
Sun Ziliang headed towards the izakaya after leaving Takenozume Station according to the information recited on the document.
Walking in this not very prosperous street, the surrounding people were shouting and yelling without a care. It fully showed what was called poverty in Shimato. I, Sun Ziliang, felt that it was suitable for me, suitable for a middle-aged man like me who was frustrated and lonely.
It was bleak, idle, and naturally emitted a rotten smell. If a stranger approached, the dead wouldn't jump up to pay attention to him.
When he got old, he would definitely be kicked out of the house by his wife like a big piece of garbage.
Oh, that's if he could find a wife.
He was a graduate of Tokyo University!
A top student!
He joined the police department with the great ambition of serving the people. In the end, he joined the police department, but he was always sent to deal with trivial matters. Oh, he was sent to be an undercover, but it was completely different from the kind of undercover drug lord that he imagined.
His image and temperament were destined to be unique in his acting career.
Thinking back to his own unfortunate life, my, Sun Ziliang's decadent and gloomy temperament became even stronger.
But when my grandson arrived in front of the izakaya, he was shocked by the scene inside the door.
"So many people."
It was seven o 'clock. For the izakaya in Adachi District, it wasn't the peak time, but it was already full of people. They were toasting each other, and the smell of beer and food filled the air.
This restaurant seemed to be delicious, otherwise, there wouldn't be so many people. Just as my grandson was thinking about this problem, his shoulder was suddenly knocked by someone.
If it was a well-trained police officer from the Supernatural Office, he might have subconsciously turned around and hit back.
He put his hand on his chest, holding a pistol, and looked serious!
I, Sun Ziliang, also had this consciousness, so he suddenly turned around, and his eyes were as sharp as an eagle's!
His stomach with a swimming ring swayed. Even if he was wearing a shirt and a suit, it couldn't hide the greasy feeling on his stomach.
This action was done by me, Sun Ziliang, out of shape. He was indeed a professional from the Supernatural Office. He obviously had no acting skills, but he could perform an excellent temperament.
Standing behind him was an old man in his seventies. Although half of his hair was gone and his teeth were missing, these people were actually important sources of income for the Island Nation's custom industry. They were old, but they were strong.
"The taste of this restaurant is very, very good. That's why there are so many people. It's a famous restaurant in our Adachi District!
First time here, right? "
Looking at the kind middle-aged fat man in front of him, the old man laughed. He loved to eat and drink with this kind of frustrated middle-aged man. Listening to the other party's tragic experience at the drinking party could make him, a retired man who lived a luxurious life, eat more delicious.
It tasted great to eat the food of others' misery!
Half dragged by the old man, my, Sun Ziliang walked into the izakaya reluctantly. He didn't know why, but his appearance was very popular in the izakaya. A group of drunk people were always willing to come over and put their arms around my, touching my, Sun Ziliang's, bald head as they chatted.
"Boss!
Give me six cups of Heineken first! "
After the old man came in, he waved his hand. As soon as he walked in, a table of people stood up and left.
I, Sun Ziliang sat in his seat in a daze. Although he didn't know what had happened, the infiltration plan this time was very successful!
"Come on, let's eat and talk. I know you have something on your mind at first glance!" The old man ate the edamame naturally.
It was said that the people of the Island Nation were very indifferent and didn't want to cause trouble for others. On the other hand, it meant that you didn't want to cause any trouble for them. However, it would be the opposite at the drinking party. The Island Nation's messy custom of toasting was unique.
However, the good relationship would only last for a while at the drinking party. At most, it would last until the next day when they sobered up, and then they would go back to their own homes. Often, people who called each other brothers didn't even know each other's names.