Living in an apartment: Only children make choices.

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Seeing everyone's gazes fixed on him, Lin Yun said with a helpless expression.

"Really, would I need to lie about something like this?"

Do you think I would still try to cover up something like this?

Upon reflection, everyone realized that Lin Yun's words made sense; he always spoke frankly when he said he was going on a date.

Seeing this, Lu Zhanbo gave up the idea of going out with Lin Yun...

Half an hour later, after finishing their meal, everyone was finally able to start chatting normally.

However, just as Tang Youyou was about to start talking, a translation voice suddenly came through her earpiece.

What would you like to eat?

Tang Youyou wasn't the only one whose eyes widened; clearly, others had also heard the sound.

The next moment, Hu Yifei spoke to everyone in sign language.

"Everyone, be quiet and let's see what Lin Yun is planning to do..."

Lu Zhanbo's eyes darted around, and he was just about to make a sound when a long knife was pressed against his neck.

Chen Meijia responded to Hu Yifei in sign language, but Hu Yifei couldn't understand it.

So, Chen Meijia took out her phone and typed a message.

"Can't you even tell what Lin Yun said from that?"

Hu Yifei touched her chin, then slapped her thigh and pointed at Ms. Xiaochuan.

Everyone immediately understood and borrowed earphones from Ms. Ogawa, finally being able to eavesdrop on the entire conversation.

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A minute ago, Lin Yun stopped in front of a Japanese noodle shop.

The shop wasn't very big; inside, there was only a middle-aged man pulling noodles and an old man dozing in a rocking chair.

After observing carefully, Lin Yun walked in with a smile.

The shop owner, a middle-aged man wearing a white headscarf, asked with a smile.

What would you like to eat?

Lin Yun said with a smile.

Do you have beef noodles?

The shop owner shook his head and said.

"No, our menu is on the wall."

Lin Yun glanced at it and spoke.

"Give me a tonkotsu ramen, and remember, no green onions..."

After the shop owner left, Lin Yun, who had nothing else to do, took the initiative to strike up a conversation.

"Hello, you must be the Ramen Master, Mr. Koyama."

The dozing old man groggily opened his eyes.

"you are?"

Lin Yun introduced with a smile.

"I came here specifically to find you."

"I heard your ramen is really good, so I came here specifically to try it."

Xiaoshan said with a smile.

"I'm too old to do it anymore."

"However, I have passed on all my skills to my son."

"Trust me, the ramen he makes will definitely not disappoint you."

Lin Yun nodded, then suddenly said.

"Speaking of which, I'm quite curious, Mr. Koyama, where did you learn your cooking skills?"

"I heard it was learned from China, is that right?"

Xiaoshan's expression immediately changed upon hearing this.

"What are you talking about? My ramen is authentic Japanese ramen!"

"How could that be...?"

Lin Yun said calmly.

"Koyama Yuro, during the war, you were mainly in charge of logistics, and that's why you learned excellent cooking skills from China."

"Speaking of which, you've lived this long, you never thought someone would come after you to pay for what happened in Nanjing back then, did you?"

Upon hearing this, Xiaoshan's expression changed again. If he had been somewhat sinister just now, he immediately reverted to being an ordinary old man.

"What happened back then was a nightmare for me!"

"For so many years, I have been constantly repenting!" 0.2

"I am truly repentant..."

Lin Yun interrupted Xiao Shan's speech.

"Let's make a bet: whether your son put scallions in the noodles he makes."

"How about it?"

Xiaoshan understood Lin Yun's meaning and hurriedly said.

You can't do that!

"This is an island nation; you can't escape."

"Besides, if you really kill me, how will you be any different from me back then?"

Lin Yun said calmly.

"the difference?"

"The difference is that you need to be constantly on edge, afraid that others will find you, afraid that the people around you will find out and despise you."

"And I will eat better, sleep better, and wish I could publish ten or so chapters in the newspapers about how I killed you, and give myself a separate page in the family tree."

"So, do you now know the difference between us?"

"Shh, don't talk, the noodles are here."

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At this moment, Xiaoshan's heart was in his throat.

The owner warmly placed the noodles in front of Lin Yun.

"You two seem to be having a good chat!"

"Here, try the noodles first."

Xiaoshan peeked out and breathed a sigh of relief; there were no scallions in the bowl.

"You keep your word!"

Lin Yun glanced down at his face, frowned, and said...

"Of course, but I don't eat noodles."

The next moment, a wound suddenly appeared on the neck of the noodle shop owner, and blood gushed out. The owner clutched his neck and struggled to the ground before collapsing.

Xiaoshan was stunned for a moment, then broke down and screamed in agony.

Why did you do that?!

"If you want revenge, just kill me!"

Why did you lay a hand on my child?

Lin Yun said calmly.

"Your technique reminds me of a line from a movie."

"One person's blood is not enough to pay off the debt."

Have you heard of it?

"Okay, obviously not!"

Listening to the old man groaning on the ground, Lin Yun said in a serious tone.

"Do you think your old man's life is enough to pay off your debts?"

"07, you're dreaming!"