Chapter 3 Stationed here

A beautiful boy with golden eyes wearing a black trench coat and black ankle-length braids is measuring the land of Ikebukuro with his feet. Just having a two-dimensional detailed map is not enough. Luka, who is temporarily stationed in Ikebukuro, needs to understand the terrain.

, to facilitate future operations.

While looking at the buildings and streets around Yagiri Pharmaceutical, and looking at the information about houses for rent or sale on the Internet and in newspapers, Luca began to think about his own living area. The place he finally chose to settle down was a man named Yagiri.

The apartment next door to the boy. Yagiri is not a common surname in Japan. It is probably the residence of someone related to the Yagiri Group. Luka chose this place with the intention of being close to the water. But no matter how big the thought, he would not waste it anymore.

, because he was only on standby, and the specific tasks were not released.

He immediately met with the landlord, brought along furniture and household appliances, paid three years' rent, and sent the landlord away. Only then did Luka begin to look at the apartment. The young man who was always on the road doing work did not have very high requirements for a place to live.

, Generally speaking, if you have water, electricity, a bed, a bath, a convenient kitchen, and a clean kitchen, you will be able to pass the test. This is really trivial in a big city like Tokyo in the 21st century.

Having water and electricity is for daily life and work. Computers, TVs and telephones are important media for communicating with the outside world. And a bathroom with convenient bathing and full functions is for personal hygiene and beauty maintenance.

, otherwise how could he still maintain the appearance of a boy in his eighties? It is true that there are various medicines to delay the aging of the body from the inside, and external maintenance is also a way to save the skin from the roughness of wind, sun, and air oxidation.

; The purpose of a tidy and clean kitchen is to satisfy one's appetite. Luca, who is a good cook, will not grieve his stomach by memorizing the recipes. What's more, he must pay attention to the nutritional combination of the diet and the way to maintain good health.

On the surface, he seems to be a handsome young man who doesn't like the world. In fact, he is meticulous and well-planned in life. Correa often looks at Luca coming out of the kitchen with two plates of dishes, presenting them to his sister while preaching about food theory.

, saying that he is the "ultimate mother-in-law".

"I just love life. When you get older, you understand more." He smiled without being angry at all, "And my sister likes it very much, doesn't she?"

Xia Nai smiled and nodded, eating the food happily.

Correa blackens.

After cleaning up the house, Luka called the "porter" in black suit. He wanted to transport the backup supplies here - computers commonly used in his work, chemical laboratory benches, various pharmaceuticals and skin care products.

On the way to Tokyo from the Nibro Freight Department, the only things he had with him now were a backup copy of his sister's letters and his own powerful personal phone.

"Hi, hello, I'm Luca..."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Mr. Luka...you, you are killing me!"

"What's wrong?" Luka's head was full of questions. The mournful voice on the receiver really didn't match the black suit he remembered. Not only was it a crying voice, but there also seemed to be something very loud over there.

The sound of things shattering to pieces.

Luka blinked: "...Sorry, it was a typo."

"Wait, wait, Mr. Luka, you made a mistake. It's me, it's me. Don't hang up. I, I'm in the hospital now. Have you forgotten what happened last night?"

"Last night? What happened?" Luka said doubtfully, "Oh, by the way, last night, I remember I came back alone... You ran away from the battle, right? It's not your fault, you are a Nibro ordinary

The employee is just a logistics service worker, so it is very wise to escape when faced with a powerful enemy."

The black suit was extremely embarrassed and angry at being stalked by Luca - Have you forgotten that you did a direct range attack last night? How else could I accept the anger of this tyrannosaurus after I woke up?

"You! You!... Hey, I beg you, Mr. Luca, come to the hospital and save my life... Ahhhhhh, don't come here... help -"

The sound of the phone stopped suddenly.

The scream stung his eardrums so much that Luca put the phone far away from his ears, but the cry of "help" still echoed in the empty room, like a cuckoo crying for blood and an evil ghost neighing...

Is there a biological crisis in the hospital? Or is the guy in the black suit crying because he's afraid of injections? Sure enough, it's the debt-collecting young man who doesn't seem to be an ordinary person who went crazy, right?

Luka gradually understood in his mind - after all, he still had to go to the hospital, firstly to save this colleague who had done a good job, and secondly to inform the freight department of his address.

But which hospital is it from?

It seems like the hospital was called by calling 120?

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The girl's screams tore through the sky.

Crying, whimpering, like a little beast on the verge of death. Her tears slid down her face. They were painful and transformed tears. Her eyes were filled with emptiness, but also retained awareness and expectation.

.

In the closed space of the van, the girl looked in the direction of the door in confusion. Even though she was in great pain and was in danger, her heart was not shaken.

Because, Mr. Izaya said——

The girl has deep faith in Mr. Izaya, trusting him like a believer in a god.

The car door was brushed and opened, and the figure with the light behind it descended like an angel.

The girl's eyes widened slightly, and the tears that accumulated in her eyes immediately fell down.

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I was just thinking about calling 120 to call an ambulance and get a lift when I heard the girl's painful screams.

This is like someone giving him a pillow when he is dozing off. Although it is based on other people's pain, he still accepts this "pillow" without any pressure and starts "heroes saving beauties".

"Hey! Boy, I advise you not to meddle in other people's business!" The gangster's classic words came out as soon as he opened his mouth.

"How can I watch you bullying children?" Luka started using the classic hero's words.

This scene reminded Luka of the time when he met Correa, when he was abusing an undead "child". That was really the beginning of a bad fate. Even though he knew that those undead were fighting with the girl in front of him.

However, Luka still paid attention and looked at the girl's injuries - one leg was twisted abnormally, it was a closed fracture, and there was no sign of recovery beyond ordinary people.

Not the undead.

"Beat him and let him know how good he is." The second gangster was already grinning and holding the metal baseball bat in his hand, "I hate pretty boys the most."

The second gangster crawled out of the car, and the metal stick in his hand hit the wall of the car with a muffled sound. His foot rubbed against a jar on the ground, and the jar tipped over with a "ding" sound.

"Actually, you said you hate people who are more handsome than you, right?"

In such a small space, short blades and soft weapons are suitable.

Luka picked up his soft weapon, his black braid was like a whip, and with a "pop" sound, he knocked down the gangster who had just stood up, and let his butt fall on the car seat again.

"Hmph," Gangster Two's face turned red with anger, "It doesn't hurt or itch, are you teasing me?"

"Because I have no desire to beat you up." An evil smile appeared on Luka's angelic face, and the gangsters in the car couldn't help but be stunned by this amazing smile.

"In that case, I won't be polite." What Luka was holding was the jar dragged over by his pigtails——□□.

A mixture of meth and alcohol with a concentration of about 5%, a respiratory anesthetic. As long as you smell a little bit, you will be unconscious in a short time. This is also what gangsters use to kidnap girls.

"No, when did he get the anesthetic?" The gangster was shocked, "Put it down!"

"I'll put it down right away." Luka opened the can with a smile, held his breath, sprinkled the rest of the can into the car, and then closed the door cleanly.

It seemed as if a loach had gotten into the van. It swayed from side to side for a while, and the shouting stopped. The gangsters and the girl in the van were in dead silence.

"Hey, 120? Four people here are unconscious. The address here is..."

"Why are you unconscious again?" The other end of the phone muttered, "It doesn't matter, we'll go right away."
Chapter completed!