"Thank you, thank you!"
After the man left the Metropolitan Police Department, he kept bowing and thanking Xiao Luo, Miyazaki Ronjin, and Kimura Akino. He was moved to tears. He did not expect that he would be brought to the Metropolitan Police Department by the supermarket's security guards because of a colored pen. He was almost detained. His wife and son were still shopping in the supermarket. They did not understand Japanese, and they could not contact him after they left. It was scary just thinking about it.
"You're welcome." Xiao Luo communicated with him in Mandarin.
"So you're also from Hua?" The man looked at him in surprise.
Xiao Luo nodded. "Yes."
"Thank you, God, for allowing me to meet my fellow countrymen. Otherwise, this time … this time …"
The man was so emotional that his eyes turned red. He had encountered difficulties in a foreign country and was lucky enough to meet his fellow countrymen. This feeling was even more heartwarming.
"Where are your wife and son? We'll send you there, "Xiao Luo said.
He would help anyone from Hua if he could. Moreover, he could tell that this man was very anxious. He was probably at the point of desperation.
The man did not refuse and nodded. "They're at Ito.
Yokado Department Store. Please send me there, please! "
"Miyazaki-san, do you know where this department store is?"
After this trip to the Metropolitan Police Department, Xiao Luo's impression of Miyazaki Ronjin had changed greatly. He did not find the smoky smell on him as pungent anymore.
Miyazaki Ronjin did not say anything. He took a deep puff of his cigarette and walked straight to his car.
"Mr. Xiao Han, Hua people come to Tokyo for shopping.
Yokado Department Store is a must-visit. It's very famous, and any local knows about it, "Kimura Akino explained with a smile.
"I see."
Xiao Luo nodded and signaled for the man to follow him to Miyazaki Ronjin's car.
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After getting to know him, Xiao Luo found out that this man was called Xie Wenchang. He was from the Eastern Province of Hua Province. His parents had passed away when he was young, and he was brought up by his grandmother. Later on, he started a construction business and made some money. However, his mother was not around, and his grandmother passed away when his business was very successful. A few years later, he got married and had a child. His life was pretty good, and he had some extra money. He planned to take his wife and child abroad for a tour. Nippon Province was just the first stop.
He quickly realized that his naughty son must have secretly put the marker in his pocket. When he was in the supermarket, he was addicted to smoking, so he went out alone to smoke a cigarette. As a result, he was found to have goods that had not been paid for. Without giving him a chance to explain or pay, the security guard directly called the police and sent him to the Metropolitan Police Department.
"You don't have to complain. If you were in Hua Province, you could have just paid for it. However, in Nippon Province, this kind of behavior is very unacceptable.
In Ito, a large department store like Yokado has almost zero tolerance for this kind of behavior. Therefore, it is reasonable for them to hand you over to the police, "Miyazaki Ronjin, who was driving and smoking, suddenly said.
From the rearview mirror, Xiao Luo could see yellow secretions in Xie Wenchang's eyes. That was obviously eye mucus. Although it was a little disgusting, Xiao Luo did not say anything to remind him.
Xie Wenchang laughed dryly. "Okay, I know. I will be more careful next time."
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After a while, they arrived at Ito.
As a well-known department store, the entrance of Yokado looked a little like the garden of a five-star hotel. There were people coming and going. Some were about to go shopping, and some were returning from a rewarding trip. Their hands were full, and they were talking and laughing as they walked out of the store.
Before the car stopped, Xie Wenchang shouted loudly, "Honey!"
Xiao Luo also saw a woman at the gate who was looking at the people coming and going in a daze. On her left was a little boy of five or six years old.
When the car stopped, Xie Wenchang couldn't wait to open the door and ran to the woman as fast as he could.
Xiao Luo saw the family of three hugging each other. It was a heartwarming scene.
When he went over, the woman was crying and asking Xie Wenchang, "Where did you go? I thought you were kidnapped too. Our son and I were just scared. Do you know that? "
Xie Wenchang's eyes were red. He felt as if he had regained what he had lost. "Honey, it's a long story. I will tell you slowly in the future. Fortunately, you didn't run away. Otherwise, I wouldn't know how to find you and our son."
"You idiot, you scared me to death, sob sob sob …" At the end of her sentence, the woman couldn't hold back her sobs any longer.
"Honey, I swear, this will never happen again." Xie Wenchang hugged his wife tightly and promised.
They hugged for a while before separating. Xie Wenchang calmed down and said to his wife, "Honey, it's all thanks to him. Otherwise, I would have been detained for seven days. His name is Xiao Han. He is also from the Hua Nation and is a police officer. He came to Nippon Province to investigate the missing Hua Nation cases."
"Thank you, thank you!"
The woman couldn't stop thanking him. Then she said to her son, "Thank Uncle."
"Thank you, Uncle!"
The little boy raised his head and looked at Xiao Luo with his big black eyes. There was an innocent smile on his face and his voice was childish. It was said that children were angels who fell to earth. Although he was a little boy, he was as cute as a porcelain doll. When he smiled, there were two little dimples on his face.
Xiao Luo patted his head and smiled back.
The little boy even saluted him. Xie Wenchang didn't know what to do. After all, he wasn't a real police officer.
Before the family of three left, Xie Wenchang repeatedly expressed his gratitude to Xiao Luo and gave him his blessings. He wished that Xiao Luo would be able to solve the case smoothly and rescue the missing Hua nation compatriots back to their homeland safely.
Looking at the backs of Xie Wenchang's family, Xiao Luo fell into deep thought. Why were the five missing victims and Fu Yiren the targets? Was there an internal connection, or was the murderer randomly selected?
"Let's go." A voice that sounded old and harsh rang out.
Xiao Luo knew it was Miyazaki Ronjin even without seeing him. Miyazaki Ronjin's stench was too unique. It was a mixture of smoke and the stench of not having bathed for years. It was a smell that left a deep impression on people.
"Where are we going?"
"We need the help of the Yakuza in Tokyo. Every snake has its own way. We might not be able to find the black SUV better than the Yakuza," Miyazaki Ronjin said without hesitation.
"The Yakuza?"
Xiao Luo looked at Kimura Akino instinctively. "Didn't Mr. Akino say that there are no more Yakuza in Tokyo?"
"Who said there are no more Yakuza? In this world, there is black and white. The two coexist. What does this kid know?" Miyazaki Ronjin reprimanded.
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