Chapter 28 fourth quarter

the next day. Room 902 of Shinjuku House, the door has already been opened.Go in and have a look, the room is a 2DK layout.Since there is absolutely no furniture inside, it looks like a huge place. "Let's make a cup of coffee for now. I brought the instant coffee from the hotel. There are also paper cups." Baxun said leisurely. "Water, electricity and gas are not available. I thought you knew it, so I don't need to talk about it." Wu Ze's words made Yaxun raise his eyebrows "ah". "Then, what about tonight?" "Bring a flashlight."

"Where's the shower?" "If you really want to take a bath, you can go to the nearby bathhouse to take a sauna or something. And you can also go back to the hotel to take a bath, and you haven't checked out anyway." "Want to go to the bathroom?" "Just go. There." "But there is no flushing water?" "There is still water in the water tank that can be recharged once. If it is not enough, use the water in the plastic bottle you brought to flush." "Hey, Guan Guan, if it's cold at night, let's hug each other."

"Oh... yes." Kantaro still looked absent-minded.His knees were bent, his face had a dreamy look on his face.He put the bought food and drink side by side on the ground. "Kantaro, it's meaningless to line up then." Lao Tie said confused. Kantaro nodded slightly, and began to put the excreted things back into the plastic bag.Seeing that look, Wu Ze couldn't help asking again: "I said Kantaro, this time you really—" "Didn't you say it's okay? I'll do it." Those were sharp eyes that I had never seen before.Kantaro seemed to realize this too, immediately shrugged his shoulders and lowered his eyes, and whispered sorry.

"Oh, it's okay." Wu Ze took out the receiver from his bag and turned on the power.He turned the knob, adjusted the receiving frequency one by one, and matched the ten bugs one by one.But it all sounds like noise.This is of course, because the bugs should not have been delivered to those guys' rooms. "The courier specifies the morning, if it is fast, when will it arrive?" "Eight thirty at the earliest, I think." As Shinzo said, he looked at Guofei's watch. "At least thirty minutes." Wu Ze picked the frequency of a bug and adjusted it, and put it on the ground.

At eleven o'clock in the morning, the first sounds were heard.There was a change in the constant noise, and then the noise gradually became lighter again.At first, Wu Ze wondered if the battery of the receiver was gone.But not right.Instead of noise there are some different sounds.It was a fast and regular sound like squeak, squeak. "What's this, huh? What's that weird sound—" With a hiss, Wu Ze put his finger on his lips, telling Baxun not to speak, and put his ear close to the receiver.Squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak... gone.Then there was a soundless silence.Then there was the sound of squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak.

"I'm driving. I'm carrying a box." Zhenxun was the first to whisper. Yes, it must be.This is the sound of the bug shaking in the box. "The courier seems to be here." The heads of the five gathered together around the receiver.Squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak... squeak, squeak... "express delivery." The sound of the door opening.The voice of the courier requesting a signature.Then there was the sound of the phone shaking in the case—a plop, roughly thrown somewhere.Finally, the sound of the box's tape being torn was heard intermittently. "Nogami, here we come."

Organize human voices.A voice called Nogami replied: "Let's check it first." Low and rough voice.Yesterday evening, I heard the same voice on the phone. Although I can't tell from the voice alone, it may be the orangutan who was in the same car as the organizer. "Zhenxun, recording." Hearing the old iron's instructions, Zhenxun brought the prepared tape recorder close to the receiver and pressed the record button.That is, the minute tape started spinning. Prick up your ears and listen.The office was noisy and full of voices.Judging from the number of voices, besides the tidiers, there were at least four or five people in the office.Young voices, voices approaching middle age, and voices that sounded very old.

"Did you borrow it?" "Are you sure about tomorrow? Yesterday's tomorrow is today, right?" "You fool me?" "It's fraud if you don't pay back." Threats, intimidation, distant and near, those mixed voices reminded Wu Ze of those days seven years ago.There are calls like this in my home almost every day.Then, after being driven by the organization, I have also witnessed the scene of making such calls many times.Room full of smoke.The faces of those guys with their heads down on the phone chasing debtors.You can see it as soon as you close your eyes.

Wu Ze adjusted the channel of the receiver to another bug, and the sound came basically unchanged.Then tune to the frequency of the next bug, still the same.All ten have been confirmed, and each one is functioning normally.When I heard the last bug, the bell rang suddenly, and it sounded like the melody of do, me, sot, do. "It's eleven past nine in the morning—" Someone - it seems to be the organizer - is telling the time, as if checking whether the mobile phone is working.Probably accidentally used the phone that Wu Ze was tapping, and the voice came here.After a while, the voice of the tidier came again.

"It's all good." "Get a few first. Use these new phones to call people who don't answer." A man named Nogami gave some sort of order.Wu Ze understood as soon as he heard it.Debtors, annoyed by repeated daily calls, will eventually not answer calls from certain numbers, or even all calls that do not show the number.Wu Ze also clearly remembered that the reason why he didn't answer the phone was not pretending not to know, on the contrary, it was because he was too scared to press the call button.At this time, when I see a new number calling, although the fear of being urged is still entrenched in my mind, there will be some unfounded expectations in my heart, hoping that it will be some good news—— Just took it.

A loud button press followed by a dial came from the receiver.It seems that they took the mobile phone that Wu Ze and the others were tapping and called somewhere.Finally, a weak female voice answered the phone with anxiety. "……Hey?" "Isn't this home?" The woman seemed to take a breath of cold air. "Why didn't you answer the phone just now, huh?" "Ah, no, no." "Hey!" Wu Ze, who couldn't listen anymore, changed the frequency of the receiver. All in all, one of the information that Wu Ze and the others need now is the bank account number that those guys use to recover their creditor's rights.The more you know, the better. Continuing to sit on the ground, Wu Ze and the others silently eavesdropped.Every ninety minutes, Mahiro quickly changed the tape.That's a down time.No one reached out for the food they bought to prepare for their hunger. Although they were not completely hungry, they were not in the mood to eat, and no one drank water, so no one went to the toilet.I have been listening to the voice from the receiver, and from time to time someone will mention the bank account number, and at this time, the five people will quickly write it down on the prepared sticky notes.Five people recorded at the same time, and the same note was divided into five copies. This is to prevent misheard account numbers. Another reason is to prevent more than two people in the office from reporting account numbers at the same time.Whenever this happens, Wu Ze will quickly and whisper instructions to record separately, and write down as much as possible. The number of bank accounts is larger than expected, but not overwhelming.In the process of writing sticky notes, I also found that I had written them down.But still decided to check later, Wu Ze five people just immersed themselves in adding sticky notes with numbers - those guys in the office are extremely enthusiastic about their work, and the phone calls of urging and threatening are constantly connected.From time to time, someone will pick up the phone that is currently being tapped, and Wu Ze will immediately adjust the channel of the receiver and switch to another one.Otherwise, the voice on the phone is too loud, which will cover the surrounding sounds, but occasionally, when the mobile phone is switched to, the channel that has just been changed, there will be a roaring sound from the speaker of the receiver. In the afternoon, I don't know if they all went out to collect money. The number of voices heard in the office gradually decreased, but suddenly increased from time to time. At about three o'clock in the afternoon, I finally felt hungry.First, Mahiro took out the onigiri from the plastic bag and started eating.Like a secret signal, Wu Ze and the others stretched out their hands to the bag wordlessly and began to eat.Attention doesn't take the receiver away, though.Whenever someone from the other party reported their bank account number, everyone would stop what they were eating and record the account number. The sound heard from the receiver has not changed much since then.I didn't hear any important conversations, and Huokou didn't come to the office.The primary purpose of determining the account number of the organization can almost be considered as over.The bank account number reported by the other party has all been recorded by now. It was finally evening, and the newspapers pasted on the bed were gradually dimming.Soon the room was completely dark. Although a flashlight was prepared, there was no need to turn it on, and the five of them spent time in the dark.Only the indicator light of the receiver and the occasional faint light emitted by Bahiro smoking a cigarette, in the darkness, the voices from the receiver decreased one by one, and finally, the urging and threats could not be heard at all.The time is seven thirty in the afternoon. "This is—is it off work?" Regarding Lao Tie's question, Wu Ze shook his head. "It's time for debtors to go home from work, presumably to apply direct pressure." Seven years ago, when I was returning home from work, a strange car parked near my residence.How many times do you let yourself turn back. "Nogami...what are you doing at night?" There was the voice of the sorter. "No instructions today, go to Kabukicho?" "Really? Ah, it's better to contact Huokou first." "Then you contact me." Silence lasted for a while.It seemed that the tidiers were calling the crater. "...don't accept it." "Call later, let's go." "By the way, Nogami, what about that? That guy named Takezawa?" Everyone tensed up. "That's waiting for Fireport's instructions. I asked yesterday, and Fireport just said, 'Let me think about it.'" "But the guy ran away, right? The house is empty. Is Fireport going to keep looking for him?" "Who knows. Maybe we need to look for it." "Are you going to be a detective this time?" "Setting fires, killing cats, being a detective... really has everything." Zhen Xun wanted to say something, Ba Xun quickly grabbed her hand. "Well, even if we are asked to find him, we don't know what he looks like." "I only know the appearance of Wu Ze. And I only know the person who ran out when the fire was set on fire. Ah, I saw a person at that time. A small man with a strange appearance. I always feel as if he is somewhere I saw that guy... forgot where it was." The organizer seemed to think about the old iron thing for a while, but finally gave up. "Are there any other people living together?" Nogami asked. "It seems to be. I don't know what it is." "Huokou can do it by himself. It doesn't matter whether it's searching or cleaning up. That person, a little bit of that, is too bossy." "Next time, please tell me directly." "I'll write the suicide note before I go." Low laughter came from the two people's mouths, mixed with emotions that seemed to be resigned to fate.Then there were footsteps and doors closing, and then nothing.