Tokyo, North District.
The word "North" should be the district with the least presence in the 23rd district. Eight out of ten passersby couldn't think of any famous features in the North District. Occasionally, they would also forget the existence of the Akalin district.
"Burp!"
"I just owed some money for a drink. Do you have to kick me out? What a snob!"
A slightly handsome man, reeking of alcohol, was staggering on the street.
A bicycle came from the opposite direction and immediately bypassed him.
The passersby were either indifferent or covered their noses. The stench of alcohol was nauseating. It was because there were too many drunkards like this that this country was stagnant.
However, just as the drunkard was staggering, a greasy middle-aged man holding a briefcase suddenly came from the opposite direction.
The greasy man looked down at his watch. There was still sweat on his forehead. His anxious and busy look was unmistakable.
"Dong!"
"Ah, excuse me!"
On one side was an unconscious drunkard, and on the other side was a greasy office worker with his head lowered. The two collided head-on without any suspense. The way they collided was so standard that it was like a scene in a movie.
Unfortunately, there was neither an alley around the corner nor a young girl with a piece of bread in her mouth.
"Ah!"
The greasy middle-aged man's briefcase flew to the side of the road. Fortunately, the documents inside didn't spill out.
"Dong!"
The drunkard couldn't bear it. He was caught off guard and sat on the side of the road. His mind was in a daze for a few seconds before he reacted.
Which blind guy bumped into him!?
"Don't you have eyes when you walk?!!" Mizuno Sōichiro cursed. He stood up from the ground and reached out to grab the man's collar.
As an elite police officer, I, Sun Tzunliang, was good at both physical and sword skills. I, Sun Tzunliang, was not afraid even if there were ten drunkards like him. I, Sun Tzunliang, could easily take them down.
However, facing the drunkard's action of grabbing his collar, I, Sun Tzunliang didn't dodge or fight back. Instead, he showed a look of fear.
"Cha!"
The drunken Mizuno Soichiro looked like a villain from a movie. He grabbed his collar and swung his fists in a pretentious manner.
Sun Ziliang cooperated and stood on his tiptoes. Otherwise, with the malnourished body of Mizuno Sōichirō, how could he lift his net weight of over two hundred kilograms?
"I'm sorry. I'm very sorry. Are you alright?"
My grandson Liang's nose turned sour, and his eyes immediately turned red. His body also trembled.
Seeing that this guy was so scared that he was about to cry, Mizuno Sōichiro still felt indignant.
His face was very close to my grandson's, as if he wanted to write the words "I'm not a good person" on his face.
However, this fat guy looked like a punching bag. Moreover, he might even be in the management level of the company. His salary wasn't low, so he could extort a lot of money.
Mizuno's drunken heart always began to plan some messy things. This was almost a kind of sneaky instinct, even when he was drunk.
"Do I need to go to the hospital?"
My grandson Ryo was even more anxious than Mizuno Sōichiro. He grabbed Sōichiro's wrist as if he was going to run away.
Obviously, he was the weaker party. At this time, he should be thinking about how to get rid of the other party.
"Hospital?
There's no need to go to the hospital … "Mizuno Sōichiro shook his head. It was just a fall. Going to the hospital wouldn't be able to find anything. It was better to extort some money and leave." Give me the money, I'll go and have a check myself! "
"That won't do. I'm sorry. How about I give you the money, and then … let's go for a drink."
A drink was a critical hit. It directly struck Mizuno Sōichiro's heart.
"It's not impossible to have a drink …" The drunk Mizuno Sōichiro's head was a little unclear. He stuttered a little. "Let's go to that one over there."
Following the direction of Sōichiro's finger, my Sun Ziliang secretly curled his lips. This guy really knew how to take advantage of others. He chose a restaurant that didn't look cheap.
Although it was also within the scope of an izakaya, it was a lot more expensive than the surrounding cats and dogs. The things sold inside were definitely not ordinary.
However, this could be reimbursed, so it didn't matter.
They put their arms around each other's shoulders and entered the izakaya. They didn't order anything else. They ordered a lot of beer and sake first.
After three rounds of drinking, Mizuno Sōichiro, who was already drunk, fell directly on the table. He didn't even eat a few mouthfuls of food. Like a paralyzed fish on land, he struggled and gasped for breath.
"Brother Dog Retirement, it's really … a pity that we didn't meet earlier!"
Mizuno Sōichiro pushed the beer bottle away and held my Sun Ziliang's hand. He couldn't wait to commit suicide now and see if he could be reincarnated in the same womb. "You are my brother!"
Mizuno Sōichiro initially thought that this heavy greasy man was at least in his fifties. He didn't expect that he was only in his early thirties.
"At first, I wanted to extort a sum of money from you. I'm really sorry …"
Whether they were drunk or not depended on the people of the Island nation.
My Sun Ziliang laughed. He looked drunk but was actually not drunk. "Then brother Mizuno is now being that …"
"Street security officer, responsible for the safety of the entire street."
Mizuno Sōichiro gave himself a thumbs-up, as if this was really a supreme and honorable job.
"Hehe." My Sun Ziliang slightly curled his lips. "That's really hard for you."
What street security officer? Isn't he just a bullsh * t like a guard in a house?
Saying that he was a guard at home was such a cheap trick. He was just a neet who wandered on the street.
I Sun Ziliang clearly remembered that it was clearly written in the information that Mizuno Sōichiro's daily expenses all came from his father's pension. He was already an old man in his eighties. Now, he was lying in bed every day waiting for death to come. The only son who didn't want him to die was to receive his own pension.
I Sun Ziliang wiped the dust from his heart. Fortunately, he didn't have a wife. Otherwise, it would be terrible in the future.
"It's not hard at all. I'm very happy to see that the street is still safe."
This kind of words should appear in the propaganda car. I Sun Ziliang continued to talk with Mizuno Sōichiro about a non-nutritious topic.
"Ah, I'm so envious …"
The topic shifted to marriage and children. However, in the face of this topic, Mizuno Sōichiro, who was drunk, suddenly flew into a rage.
"My son, my son, I'm so angry … He might be dead on the side of the road now."
No, I Sun Ziliang shook my head. Not only is your son not dead, but he is also living happily.
Intelligence work had to be done step by step. Although the relationship between Mizuno Sora and his biological father wasn't good, who knew if the two had reconciled or not.
"Welcome again."
However, a nail had been buried. Under the Great General's respectful farewell, I Sun Ziliang supported Sōichiro and slowly left.
"My home is … the one in front … Ugh, the one on the right …"
It was a detached building that looked a little old. It should be a product of the last century. It was also the residence of Mizuno Sōichiro and his father according to the information.