Chapter 25 fourth quarter

The next night, Shoichiro hailed a taxi in front of the office and drove towards Yokohama along Daiichi Keihin-dori.After passing Yokohama Station, I turned in the direction of Sorimachi, walked for a while, and got off in front of the narrow shopping street. It was past 9 o'clock, and Sheng Yilang walked into the residential area with dim street lights, and he really couldn't see any taverns here.He continued walking along the route indicated by Liang Ping, and finally saw the two beautiful calligraphy characters "Nao" on the spherical electric light on the wooden gatepost of the yard. This is the only sign of this tavern. Residential is no different.I heard from Liang Ping that this is a shop only frequented by regular customers.

The wooden door was open, and Shoichiro stepped onto the stone slabs in the small courtyard.The small courtyard has been carefully trimmed, and the elegant purple-red flowers bloom just right, which are the flowers of ibis grass.The deep orange flowers are Shandan, with a light floral fragrance.It seems that when the owner arranged the small courtyard, he not only considered the matching of the seasons, but also the matching of colors.The master must have been a mild-tempered man, one who, however much he suffered, would never trouble anyone else. When the sliding door was opened, the small bell hanging on the door rang happily.The room is covered with tatami mats, and there is a counter at the back, and a woman in her 30s wearing a kimono is coming out of the counter.With a smile on her face, she greeted Sheng Ichiro very politely:

"Hello!" He said hello and looked at Sheng Yilang with a questioning look. Her gentle attitude and resolute character are vividly expressed through her beautiful figure.Sheng Yilang guessed her relationship with Liang Ping immediately.A man like Liang Ping, who can't live a stable life and has a bad temper, is the easiest to accept the tenderness and consideration of this kind of woman.But their relationship was not sustainable.Liang Ping couldn't accept her motherly love and would even be angry with this kind of care. In the end, Liang Ping would definitely destroy the relationship between the two.

"Can I come in?" Shengichiro asked politely. "Are you?" She was still smiling. "You Ze, oh, Liang Ping's friend." Hearing this, her expression changed subtly. "He sent me here to meet him." She immediately recovered her smiling face: "Ah, please come in!" There were two other guests in the room, both of whom were older, drinking wine calmly while tasting the dishes that looked good.Sheng Ichiro avoided them as much as possible and sat at the other end of the counter.As for her, she asked Shengichiro what to use while washing her hands.

Sheng Yilang first ordered a bottle of beer, then said, "I'm really hungry today." "Sorry, I don't have any good dishes here." He said and handed over the menu. There are not many types of dishes, and they are all new dishes with the seasons.The menu is handwritten in beautiful calligraphy.Sheng Ichiro thought it would be impolite to order too sloppily, so he carefully selected a few dishes.An hour later, the two guests left, and there were no more visitors, probably because it was Saturday.The food was delicious, and the beer was replaced with Japanese sake. Looking at her quiet appearance, my mood naturally became very peaceful.During this hour, Sheng Ichiro only smoked one cigarette, and when he realized this, he was also surprised.

"You should have a drink too." Sheng Ichiro persuaded. "Sorry, I don't know how to drink." After speaking, he bowed deeply to Sheng Yilang. During this hour, Sheng Yilang knew that her name was Hayakawa Naoko. Her father was originally a policeman. She supports the tavern by herself. "Your job has nothing to do with the police, right?" Naoko asked. "Can't you tell?" Sheng Ichiro wiped his face with his hands, "What do you think I look like? In your line of work, don't you know what a person does just by looking at his appearance?"

Naoko shook her head: "I have limited customers here, and I don't have such good eyesight." "Then how can you tell that my work has nothing to do with the police?" Naoko said a bit embarrassed: "You said you are a friend of Arizawa, right?" "Yes, but..." "His friend came here, you are the first one, and you also call him Liang Ping, which shows that your relationship with him is unusually close..." Sheng Yilang smiled wryly: "Do you think that kid has no friends at all, and one came today, which surprised you?" "He must have had many friends..."

"Actually you don't think he has any friends, so that's a surprise, don't you?" "No." Naoko lowered her head. Sheng Yilang drank the wine in the glass in one gulp: "If I just met him recently, it would definitely be difficult to keep in touch with him. He is always arrogant and rude, with an angry look on his face, and no one knows what he is thinking. If you have a blunt attitude towards people, even if you don’t intend to offend them, you will often offend them.” Senichiro felt that Naoko's expression became stiff, so he asked, "Did he lose his temper with you?"

"Why are you angry with me?" Naoko asked while wiping the tableware. "...just the feeling." Naoko didn't answer. Sheng Yilang lit a cigarette, and couldn't help talking about his friendship with Liang Ping: "We have known each other for 18 years. If we don't go back to that time, this kid might not have a close friend. At least I am In this way, since then, I have never met a bosom friend, and it is impossible to meet..." "Are you classmates in elementary school?" "Almost..." Sheng Ichiro said vaguely. "So, have you ever had a female bosom friend?" Naoko brought the topic back.She hesitated for a moment, then said, "Don't you know? There is a friend named Yuki?"

Sheng Yilang was startled: "How do you know?" "Sure enough! So we knew each other so long ago." "Did you tell me about her, kid?" "No. I just instinctively feel that she is the person Yuze has been thinking about..." Naoko turned around, put the wiped tableware into the cupboard, and asked as if nothing had happened. "Where is that lady now?" Sheng Yilang didn't understand what she meant, so he didn't know how to answer for a moment.At this moment, the small bell on the door rang, and Sheng Yilang turned around as if he had grasped a life-saving straw, and it was Liang Ping.

"I kept you waiting for a long time." Liang Ping said and sat down beside Sheng Yilang. Naoko silently handed Liang Ping a hand towel and a cup, opened a bottle of beer, and wanted to pour some wine for Liang Ping.Liang Ping snatched the bottle and said coldly, "We want to talk about something." "are you hungry?" Liang Ping shook his head and poured himself a glass.Naoko left without saying anything. Watching Liang Ping finish a glass of beer in one go, Sheng Ichiro asked, "Are you busy? Another case?" Liang Ping frowned, looking impatient: "It's not a new case, it's an old case, and it's going to be on the witness stand again. Yesterday and today, I was called by the judge to make some preparations." "If there is a court session, do you want me to help?" "It's not a civil case." "It doesn't matter if it's not a civil case! Can't help a little if you can't help a lot?" "This is not a matter of asking for help. The arrested criminal accused me of illegal behavior when I arrested him, saying that when I arrested him, I put a pistol in his mouth and almost collapsed him." Sheng Yilang couldn't help laughing: "The boy is too much." "Who do you say is too much?" "You don't need to ask. There are too many defendants accusing the police of violence. Whether it is true or not, I dare to say in front of you, a criminal policeman, that it is at least half to half. It's nonsense to say." "It's not nonsense." Sheng Yilang suspects that something is wrong with his ears. Liang Ping said while pouring wine into the glass, "That's what I did." "What? Say you did that?" "If someone hadn't stopped him in time, I'd have killed him. I didn't kill him, a bastard, and I'm still regretting it now." Liang Ping drank a full glass of wine in one breath. Sheng Yilang stared at Liang Ping's dark silhouette and stopped talking.