Chapter 33 I・JR Sendai Station

It was almost four o'clock in the morning, and I came to Sendai JR Station, and found that the private car was parked near the bus stop at the door.No one was in the car. It seems that the person who is looking for me is ready and waiting for my presence. I don't know who they are or how many there are. Everyone who appears here may be looking for me. So, although Sendai Station can be accessed from the ground or both sides of the pedestrian bridge, I don't think it is safe. There might be a back door to the station, but they might be lying in wait for me to walk in. However, I remember watching TV that the JR stations in the morning are actually not as free as most people think, and some people are very busy.

I dove back and saw a big truck with delivery workers busy loading it into the station. Even though it's so far away, I know what they're carrying is the train bento. Bento factories usually start work at two o'clock in the morning. Workers work hard on the production line in an assembly line, one link after another, divided into two groups of people, in order to catch up with the freshly made bento to the main train station in the morning.The secondary small station has to wait for the delivery worker to take the JR to deliver. Sendai is the largest railway station in Tohoku, and the bento factory is located in Sendai City.

That's what the TV show said back then. As far as I can see, the train bento is carried in a large box, put on a trolley, and pushed into the station. When no one was watching, I gradually approached the large truck and slipped into the bottom of the truck. When the workers brought back the empty trolley, I got into the bottom of the trolley again. The bottom of the trolley is a grid mesh that I can hook and tighten with my fingers. I pressed my phone between my chest and the bottom of the car. In this way, my back is almost touching the floor. Dangers are everywhere, and if the road is uneven, I can easily fall off.

However, I see little chance.The road I have to go through should not be long. By the way, after thinking so much and thinking for so long, I am still waiting for the workers to put the big boxes on the trolleys before driving into the station. However, the workers did not move for a long time. I also don't feel the pressure of him putting the big boxes on the trolley. I only saw one pair of his sneakers. Could it be that he has a virus, so he can't move? No, this is not the Internet world, how can people be infected with computer viruses? There are also viruses in the human world—different viruses, but if you get hit, the consequences are different from those in the online world.

I carefully poked my head out to observe. It turned out that he was operating his mobile phone, so naturally he didn't see me. I quickly turned my head back again. I waited for several minutes before the car moved again, thinking it was finally here. No, he hasn't moved the goods yet, but pushed the cart back onto the big truck! My wishful thinking didn't work. Seeing that the door of the large truck was about to close soon, I jumped out desperately. Being stuck in the car would make my already complicated trip even more complicated and difficult. As soon as I hit the ground, a dark figure was rushing towards me.When I saw it, it turned out to be another trolley. Just as I was about to turn it in, I found that the space under the trolley was not enough for me to get in.

It is the same trolley, but the model is different. I had to dodge immediately and let the car pass by.Fortunately, the goods on the trolley were piled high enough, and the workers' eyes were focused on the front, so they didn't notice me. I saw another big truck beside me, so I quickly got under the truck. Not long after, the worker and the trolley came back, and this time I slipped under the trolley and grabbed the crossbar. Hope this car will drive into Sendai Station later. I heard the sound of one piece of luggage being put on the trolley, and felt the force of the pressure.

Then the trolley finally made its way to the station. I can also breathe a sigh of relief. I'm finally inside the station, but for the time being I'm only able to keep an eye on my surroundings with a very low angle and limited field of vision.No ceiling, no store, no signage.My vision is limited to the floor, and the shoes, not many, but several pairs. I didn't dare to jump out of the car rashly, for fear that the people outside were looking for me. I decided to get out of the car at the convenience store, there should be some gaps for me to hide, and I will quietly observe the surrounding environment before making any countermeasures.

When the cart entered the lift, there was no one else but me and the person pushing the cart. When the door is opened again, I go out with the car, which is troublesome. There are already a lot more shoes in my sight. Although it is very early, many people are ready to commute, buy bento at the station and go on the road. I felt less pressure on the top, as if the bento was being moved, and the car would leave later, back to the van outside Sendai Station. However, what I want to go is not here, but the train to Tokyo. This is just a bento shop, I don't know how far it is from the train platform, but I don't have time to think about it.Maybe one more delay, if the trolley moves again, I will have to leave Sendai Station again, so I will stay where I am.

When the trolley was about to leave the convenience store, I decided to jump out of the cart and nestled in a dark corner under the table of the convenience store. The next step is to go to the correct platform and get on the correct train, but life is unfamiliar.Although it is not the first time I have come to Sendai Station, the last time I came, I was just kidnapped and put in a backpack. I still don't know anything about the station, only the conversations about buying and selling bento. "One-eyed dragon." "Date Masamune." "Beef tongue bento." "Is there any cheaper one?"

Now is not the time to eavesdrop on gossip, I have to get out of here quickly. But I couldn't walk out like that, and I couldn't hang on to them and hitchhike straight to the platform. I suddenly heard a loud heel of leather shoes. It's my hunter.I recognize the face of one of them, the one at the window.These people are not only like a shadow, they are simply lingering souls. A group of three people raised their mobile phones and looked around like a scanner. Although they haven't scanned me yet, they will arrive soon. I don't know how their phones technically work, but presumably they're trying to find me in the crowd and nothing else.

And if I stay where I am, I'll probably be targeted and turned into scrap metal. I want to leave as soon as possible, but there are no carts around. Are you going to rush out like this? I think calmly—this is my strength compared to humans—even if it is scanned, it may not find me.I have no idea how their phones are scanned. I rushed out like this, but I was asking for trouble, so I didn't move for the time being. Yes, just hide in the convenience store and wait for the crisis to pass. However, I saw them standing still suddenly, as if they had found something. The angle at which the mobile phone moves is getting smaller and smaller. Damn it, this unknown phone seems to have found me! It seems that the exact location has not been found yet, sooner or later, the time difference is probably not more than one minute. Who are they?It doesn't matter, as long as they are hostile to me, I have to run for my life. An old man in an electric wheelchair happened to pass by, so I rushed out immediately. Time was too tight, and I couldn't climb under the car as I did just now. This time, I was holding on to the back of the car with his wheelchair, and there happened to be a crossbar over there. It's not that my body is weightless. The old man seemed to have stopped when he jumped up and climbed. Naturally, he felt a little uncomfortable, but seeing that there was no one behind him, he felt that it was all right and continued to move forward. I tried to lean against the back of the car as much as possible, hoping not to attract the attention of others. The electric wheelchair seems to be driving quite fast, and I am getting farther and farther away from the convenience store and the people who are chasing me. I look at them with one eye, and pay attention to the surrounding environment with the other eye, especially the very important instructions in the station. The Shinkansen platform is on the third floor. Now I'm only on the first floor. But there are two floors, for me, it is the difference between heaven and hell. At this moment, my pursuers suddenly pointed at me. They ran towards me and told the old man to stop the wheelchair. How could this be?Why is my luck so bad today?Everything is not going well, and everything is a little bit close. The old man was probably hard of hearing, so he didn't hear it, and he didn't stop and move on. Wheelchairs go fast, but they run faster.Fortunately, there was a translucent elevator a few steps away, and the door was closing. I immediately jumped out of the wheelchair and rushed in. In the ascending elevator, there was a young man and woman, who didn't look much better than just waking up, but enough to notice me, the intruder. "Is there a robot that can move? And it can hold a mobile phone." The woman said. "Nowadays, children's toys are really amazing." "Will he not know that this robot has entered the elevator?" "Never mind him, let him find it himself." After the man said, the two kissed passionately in the elevator several times, even I felt sick. When the elevator door opened on the third floor, I immediately jumped out of this infatuated man and woman, and when I was about to rush to the Shinkansen desperately, I found that there were two people guarding the ticket gate. I don’t know how many of them there were. There are heavy guards, maybe even on the train, and it is really a trap after boarding. I couldn't get back to the ground, and I couldn't get back into the elevator to escape.If they have deployments, they will send people to every elevator. Yes, I'm small and fast, but God knows what weapons they have in their hands.I don't know if they're going to capture me or destroy me, I'd rather bet on the latter. In short, I can't stay at this station anymore, I must leave as soon as possible to make a plan. I saw a restaurant next to it, and the restroom was beyond. There might be a window inside that could be used as an escape door.

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