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Chapter 38 first quarter

white night walk 东野圭吾 2882Words 2018-03-22
After quietly taking a deep breath, Sonomura Tomohiko walked through the automatic door. He really wanted to reach out to hold his head, and he always felt that the wig was about to fall off.But Ryoji Tongyuan warned him seriously, absolutely not allowed to do that.The same is true for glasses, if they are touched frequently, it is easy to be detected as a small prop for camouflage. Sankyo Bank Tamzo office has installed two ATMs, and one of them is currently occupied by a middle-aged woman in a purple dress.It may be that I am not used to operating machinery and the movement is very slow.She looked around from time to time, probably looking for staff who could help.But there was no one in the bank, and the clock ticked just past four o'clock in the afternoon.

Youyan was afraid that this slightly fat middle-aged woman would ask him for help. If she did that, today's plan would have to be cancelled. With no one else around, Tomohiko couldn't keep poking still.He was thinking about what to do, should he give up and turn around?But the desire to "experiment" early on is also strong. He slowly approached the unused machine, hoping that the middle-aged woman would leave soon, but she still tilted her head towards the operation panel and thought hard. Tomohiko opened the bag and reached inside.His fingertips touched the card, and he held the card, ready to take it out—"Excuse me," the middle-aged woman said to him suddenly, "I want to deposit money, but I can't."

Tomohiko put the card back into the bag in a panic, not daring to face the woman, lowering his head and gently shaking his hands. "You don't know how? They said it's very simple, anyone can do it." The middle-aged woman still didn't give up.Tomohiko's hand continued to shake, and he couldn't make a sound. "Are you ready? What are you doing?" Another woman's voice sounded from the entrance, which seemed to be a friend of the middle-aged woman. "It's too late." "This one is weird and doesn't work. Have you tried it?"

"That, no, no, we don't touch that at home." "So is our family." "I'll handle it at the counter another day. Are you in no hurry?" "It's not in a hurry, but the people in our bank said that it's much more convenient to use the machine, so we applied for the card." The middle-aged woman seemed to give up at last, and left from the machine. "Fool, it's not for the convenience of the guests, but for the bank to hire fewer people." "It makes sense. It's really annoying. How can you say that the future will be the era of cards?"

The middle-aged woman walked out angrily. Tomohiko let out a sigh of relief, and put his hand into the bag again.The bag is borrowed, he is not sure if it is a popular style now.Don't talk about it, from the perspective of modern women, he also deeply doubts whether his current appearance is considered strange.Kirihara Ryoji said: "Women who are weirder than you are walking on the street openly." He slowly took out the card. The size and shape of the card was exactly the same as that of Sankyo Bank, except that there was no pattern printed on it, only a magnetic strip was pasted on it.He had to be careful to keep his hands out of the camera as much as possible.He scanned the keypad, then pressed the cash button, and the light next to the words "Insert Debit Card, Please" began to blink.His heartbeat increased, and he quickly inserted the blank card in his hand into the machine.The machine did not respond abnormally, it sucked the card in, and then displayed a request to enter the password.Here lies the difference between success and failure, he thought.

He pressed 4126 on the number keys of the keyboard, and then pressed the enter key. Then there is a moment of blankness, which feels very long.As long as the machine shows any abnormal reaction, he must leave immediately.But the machine is as usual, and then asks for the withdrawal amount.Tomohiko suppressed his excitement forcibly, and pressed 2, 0, and 10,000 yuan on the keyboard. A few seconds later, he had twenty 10,000 yuan bills and a schedule in his hand.He retrieved the blank card and walked out of the bank quickly. The knee-length pleated skirt caught her feet, making it very inconvenient to walk.Even so, he still paid attention to his steps and tried to walk as nonchalantly as possible.The avenue in front of the bank is full of traffic, but the sidewalks are empty, thank God.He wasn't used to the makeup on his face, it was as stiff as paste.

On the side of the road about 20 meters away, a Toyota Xiaobawang was parked.As soon as Tomohiko approached, the door of the front seat opened from the inside.Tomohiko looked around first, then gently lifted his skirt and got into the car. Kirihara Ryoji closed the manga magazine he was reading just now, which was bought by Tomohiko.There is a "Fuxing Boy" serialized in the magazine, and he likes a girl named Ram very much in it. "How's the situation?" Ryoji Kirihara asked as he turned the key to start the engine. "Here." Tomohiko showed him the bag containing 200,000 yuan.

Kirihara glanced sideways, changed the steering wheel column gear lever to a low gear, and started the car without much change in expression. "So, we have successfully cracked it." Tong Yuan said facing forward, without the slightest excitement in his tone, "However, I was very sure." "Yes, but when it is really successful, the body will still tremble involuntarily." Tomohiko scratched the inner side of the calf, and the leg in stockings was very itchy. "Have you paid attention to the surveillance cameras?" "Don't worry, my head never looked up. But..."

"What?" Tong Yuan glared at Tomohiko sideways. "There is a strange Obasan, quite dangerous." "what?" Tomohiko talked about the situation in front of the ATM. Tong Yuan's face immediately sank, he braked urgently, and parked the car on the side of the road. "Hey, Yuancun, I warned you from the beginning, if anything goes wrong, you must retreat immediately." "I know, I just think it shouldn't matter..." Tomohiko's voice trembled uncontrollably. Kirihara grabbed Tomohiko's collar—the collar of a woman's blouse. "Don't judge by your own thoughts, I'm betting on my life. If something happens, you won't be the only one who gets caught." His eyes widened.

"No one saw my face," Tomohiko's voice changed, "I didn't make a sound either, really, absolutely no one would recognize me." Kirihara's face contorted, then he let go of Tomohiko with a sigh. "idiot!" "Uh……" "Why do you think I made you look so disgusting?" "It's just pretending to be a woman... isn't it?" "That's right. To deceive who? Of course it is the bank and the police. If they are found using a fake card, they will first check the surveillance video. Seeing the picture of you now, everyone will think it is a woman. You are considered delicate among boys, and most importantly, you are pretty enough, and you even had a fan club in high school."

"So the camera captured..." "The nagging woman will also be photographed! The police will find her. It's very simple. She has used the machine next to her and will leave a record in it. When the police find her, they will ask her if she has any questions about the woman next to her at that time. Impression. If that Obasan said that she thinks you are a man disguised as a woman, it would be a waste of time." "This is really no problem, that kind of Obasan won't notice so much." "How can you guarantee it? Women are animals that are obviously unnecessary and love to observe others. Maybe she even remembers the brand of the bag you are carrying." "how come……" "It's possible. If she really doesn't remember anything, you're lucky. But you can't count on luck when you're going to do something like this. It's not like you used to steal from a boutique. " "...I see, I'm sorry." Tomohiko apologized with a slight nod. Kirihara sighed, shifted to low gear again, and started the car slowly. "But," Tomohiko said tremblingly, "I don't think there is really any need to worry about that Obasan, she only cares about her own business." "Even if your instincts are right, there's no point in being a woman anymore." "why?" "Didn't you say that you didn't make a sound at all? No hum." "Yeah, so—" "That's why there is a problem." Tong Yuan said in a low voice, "Who in the world is asked like that by others but keeps silent? The police will naturally deduce that there must be some reason for keeping silent, and now someone will deduce that it may be a man disguised." Women's clothing. What's the point of being a woman then?" Tomohiko had nothing to say, because Kirihara was right.He regretted it, and should have turned back immediately.What Kirihara said is not difficult, you can understand it with a little brainstorming.Why can't you even think of such a simple truth?He was angry at his stupidity. "I'm sorry." Tomohiko apologized again to Kirihara's profile. "I won't say this a second time." "I know." Tomohiko replied.Kirihara would not forgive an idiot who made the same mistake, he knew that very well. Tomohiko walked through the narrow gap between the driver's seat and the passenger seat in embarrassment, took out his clothes from the paper bag on the loading platform, kept his balance in the shaking car, and began to change clothes.He felt a strange sense of liberation when he took off his stockings. Oversized women's clothing, women's shoes, handbags, wigs, glasses and cosmetics, all of this women's clothing is Kirihara's own.He never mentioned how he got it, and Tomohiko didn't ask.Tomohiko has already learned a painful lesson from the experience of getting along with him in the past, and he knows that there are many areas in Tongyuan that no one else should allow others to overstep. After changing clothes and removing makeup, the car has parked near the subway station.Tomohiko was about to get out of the car. "Come to the office in the evening." Kirihara said. "Okay, I was planning to go." Tomohiko opened the door and got out of the car.After watching the car leave, he walked down the subway stairs.There is a poster of "Mobile Suit Gundam" on the wall.Must see, he thought.
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