Another string reel from Bandoli

"If something happens to Meteor Hall, I will definitely not help. Please bear the criminal responsibility." Xian Juangan said solemnly with his hands clasped together.

"No, my family hasn't been doing that kind of business for a long time!" Ichigaya Yusaki blushed as he defended the legality of his pawnshop.

They had only sold a few dozen kilograms of gold jewelry of unknown origin, and this was nothing unusual in the industry.

"It's that case that was all over the trending topics two years ago where the Chow Mein Man attacked the group's tower for love! What are you thinking? Are you crazy?"

When Ichigaya Yusaki mentioned this, Genmaki Gan had an impression of it.

A chaebol family separates a loving high school couple for profit, and a poor boy unexpectedly acquires a silver metallic alien life form. He storms a wedding for love, blowing up the entire group's headquarters building before escaping unscathed with his beloved.

Because the fighting style is very similar to the O liquid + the final O t1000 in the movie.

He was respectfully nicknamed the Fried Noodle Man by the police.

A romantic love story, wonderful fighting scenes, a silent cry against arranged marriages in the capital market, and a supernatural creature that appeared in public for the first time. After being surrounded by the Self-Defense Forces, he said goodbye to the woman, voluntarily took all the blame, and walked calmly into the hydrochloric acid tank to dissolve and die with a thumbs up in front of everyone.

There was also a miracle where the entire building collapsed but no innocent people were killed or injured except for the evil family members.

The wonderful and hazy ending of the two parties hiding their identities and disappearing from the world perfectly enhances the epic feeling.

All of them made the Japanese people crazy.

The film subsidiary of the Toyokawa Group worked at breakneck speed to plan a film based on the incident, which was a huge success on the day of the funeral. This year, they are aiming to release "Yam Noodle Man 3" on the third anniversary of the funeral of the group heir.

Of course, Xianjuan knows more "little details" that are unknown to the public.

For example, the man had a huge fried noodle party with two women and one man the night before the White Comet Operation Meeting. They all ended up oversleeping and missing the wedding.

It was the Silver Parasitic Metal Suit who attacked the mansion wedding scene alone, following the unauthorized orders given at the Chow Mein Party. It was for this reason that the man and his group were ridiculed by the police after the incident, nicknamed "Chow Mein Man."

Afterwards, he was interrogated for several days by a special government department. After several high-ranking officials, usually inhumane but with a change of heart in this incident, showed mercy, the entire incident was classified as an alien biological terrorist attack. The original Fried Noodle Man, who was clueless about everything, was finally released unharmed.

For example, when a certain group lost a large amount of documents and data due to the collapse of a building, and had to settle countless bad debts and errors, and was leaderless, it seemed that they had already made preparations in advance and reached an agreement in advance. Several peers led by Fengchuan joined forces to take the opportunity to dismantle and divide up the market and feast on it. The certain group was completely ruined and collapsed. The Fengchuan Group, which had expanded rapidly in recent years, became the biggest beneficiary and suffered a huge loss.

The truth behind the two individuals' disappearances is that they, one penniless and the other nearly penniless, had unexpectedly received a gift of 1 billion yen. However, they failed to pay the transfer tax on the unexpected gift, which was discovered during an audit of a certain group's six-root operation. With the 1 billion yen missing, the man and woman, crushed by the massive debt, dropped out of school, dragging themselves into the abyss of debt repayment.

Xian Juangan wasn't entirely clear on their subsequent experiences. He simply didn't bother memorizing such useless information; now he couldn't even recall what the man and woman looked like. Perhaps... they were still toiling away in some corner of the continent, or persevering through the seas.

It could also be underground. The old man of a cooperative company seems to be keen on building an underground kingdom underground. He has found many men and women with huge debts and used them to kill them.

After all, it's the IRS that's owed the debt and not some underground loan shark, so it shouldn't be too bad... right?

"I didn't expect that the bald guy who was so arrogant in front of our store before, the bastard who shouted that the commercial street would be destroyed, would encounter such an accident in just half a week." Ichigaya Yusaki also sighed.

That group had ties to a certain yakuza organization and had illegally occupied land and was planning to take over the commercial street. That day, while Ichigaya Yusaki was in school, her grandmother was threatened by yakuza members sent by them. She was so frightened that she was hospitalized for two weeks.

Although the matter was settled by the owner of the Galaxy Fruit Shop, the general landlord of their commercial street, even the gangster organization was destroyed in the early morning of the next day for unknown reasons, and all members were arrested with dementia and mental disorders.

When the police arrived at the scene after receiving their surrender calls, the few who were still awake and disheveled could only say heartbreakingly about Cronenberg monsters and that we humans are all Cronenberg monsters, and then they had a mental breakdown and went completely crazy.

"That silver life form... wasn't it you who did it? It's very suspicious." Ichigaya Yusaki stared at Genmaki Gan with suspicion in his eyes.

"That is undoubtedly a creation of alien technology. It is extremely difficult to reproduce. Even with hundreds of billions of dollars invested in modern human technology, it cannot be replicated. The technology I usually show you is all pure earth technology. I can't even go to Pluto. The most I can go to is the moon." Xian Juangan replied calmly, two true sentences and one false sentence.

Ichigaya Yusaki wanted to say something, but Xianjuan immediately changed the subject.

"So this is the car that ended up here after the collapse of that group and even their business cars were dismantled?" Xian Juanhuo stroked the high-end leather texture.

"What do you mean by demolished? This is the wreckage of the luxury car that the legendary Fried Noodle Man cut in half. Ah, so cool! Fighting for love, so romantic!"

No matter how good Ichigaya Yusaki is at studying, she is still a high school girl. This kind of girl-like plot is really touching her.

By the way, Arisaki, do you have this kind of personality?

After curling his lips, Xianjuan Gan thought about it and decided not to tell the truth to hurt Ichigaya Yusaki's girlish heart.

"So what are you planning to do this time? A secret prop related to a chair. You want to make a universal chair... Hey, you don't want to make a king's chair, do you?" Yusaki Ichigaya is also a homegirl, so she naturally knows about that well-known comic.

Especially since she had seen many imitation props since she was a child, she was somewhat looking forward to staying up late to watch the entire series.

"It's already a car seat. If it's just a chair prop, why would I limit it to this requirement? I've already made the other two props, but they were broken by someone a long time ago."

Xian Juangan carefully observed the black marks on his upper back. Although he could modify props, if he didn't have the materials, it would be putting the cart before the horse to make a prop specifically for making high-end furniture.

It is not necessary to move the account or copy it from the warehouse of the "part-time unit". He has professional ethics, at least he can take the initiative to break the principle.

"Oh? That's Buggy from the movie "Sea Rock City"! Yabai, I love that masterpiece. But can modified vehicles be used on national highways?"

"I'm still a minor and don't even have a driver's license. I can't drive on the national highway." The law-abiding Xian Juangan, who has the same dyed hair as his deskmate, complained. Although he didn't plan to use the finished product on the ground,

"Anyway, this is the price I'm going to quote." Ichigaya Yusaki took out his phone and typed a few times before quoting a price. The price was 7% cheaper than the market price.

"Well, then I'll get the money." Xian Juan Gan rummaged through the small warehouse, moved a black guitar bag with a gold-rimmed red star icon from the pile of miscellaneous items, took out a briefcase, opened it, took out a stack of money from a box of neatly arranged ten thousand yuan bills, counted the amount and handed it to Ichigaya Yusaki.

"…………! What did you hide in our warehouse without permission!!!"

"Has anyone moved this guitar bag recently? Has its location changed?"

"Don't change the subject! Is that a whole box of money? Where did you get it from?"

"It's just a mutually agreed-upon transaction. Don't worry, the money is legitimate income. It's not illegal or criminal."

"It's best..."

Ichigaya Yusaki took the money without a good mood and didn't count it. She knew this man's ability very well. Although he had many problems, he would not make mistakes on principle.

"Change, 540 yen" Xian Juangan spread his hands and asked for change

"...In this situation, wouldn't a normal person just round off the difference or give it to someone as a tip?... You're so rich, yet you're still haggling? Instead, buy me a brand new, original product!"

Ichigaya Yusaki was speechless and took out a few coins from the small wallet she had taken out before receiving the money and handed them to Xian Juangan.

"This is the result of my hard work, so of course I have to count every yen." After collecting the change, Gan said seriously

"Besides, what difference does it make to me whether it's brand new or not? You've seen it, the Time Baggage," Xian Juangan mentioned the props that had been displayed before.

"Yes, yes... Don't overuse it and turn it into raw materials again. You were at my house last time just to argue with me. Recreating a dinosaur is really..."

Arisaki Ichigaya exposes the bad behavior of Genmaki Gan's misuse of props.

"Come to think of it, I didn't mention the model of the car, so how did you know it was a genuine Maybach accessory?" Ichigaya Yusaki noticed the detail. Xianjuan seemed very familiar with the back seat, but she had the impression that Xianjuan was not interested in the model of the car.

"Well, when I was a kid, I had a bad relationship with Maybach. Although it shouldn't be the same model, my current part-time job is also somewhat related to it." Lying on the back seat, Xian Juangan simply squinted his eyes.

My thoughts surged, and I couldn't help but fall into that memory of the past

Chapter 8 Chapter 8 Takahashi, Rain Frame, Maybach

That was an ordinary day when I was still in elementary school.

Xian Juangan, who was left behind on duty, was obsessed with browsing the newly added memories in the Memory Library. He had recently become quite interested in a high-end Alliance technology that the Fly People relied on for survival.

Perhaps with this technology, he can perfect the legendary three lines of code, or create a lower-level substitute meal replacement.

When I came to my senses, it was pouring rain outside. Following a loud thunder, thousands of tons of water fell to the earth, as if the floodgates of a reservoir in the sky had been opened.

In this overly clichéd scene.

They didn't bring an umbrella, and they hadn't developed the habit of carrying any props, not even a white coat. They definitely wouldn't brave the pouring rain to call them for help to increase their points. The ordinary future scientific researchers could only adopt the lion's pupil strategy—shrinking their heads, wrapping their coats around them, and darting into the rain like stray dogs.

I just ran along the road in the rain, which was a perfect time to announce my withdrawal from the band, letting the cold raindrops of late spring hit my body and face.

At this time, the 11-year-old Xian Juangan sincerely wanted to develop a secret prop that could be used to teleport to any location. It would be best if it was easy to carry and could be easily pulled out from the pocket of his shirt. He could then travel freely back home.

In this way, I use my imagination to distract myself from running in the rain.

With a low horn sound, the string was interrupted and I turned my head to see a pure black car.

Xian Juangan didn't know the style at the time, and he didn't know much about cars. He had no interest in anything other than a black luxury sedan. Compared to cars, kids of this age would rather have a disc-shaped spaceship converted from a car, the kind that could fly out of the earth and go to planets light years away to get materials.

His memory library mentioned many modifications of this disc-shaped spacecraft, but unfortunately, with his current level of skill, he couldn't build any of them.

The car window rolled down, and a gentle woman smiled and waved at Xianjuan. Her smile was very healing. She was a typical Yamato Nadeshiko-type dignified lady.

"Gui'an, little boy, do you want to come in and take shelter from the rain?"

Before he could even reply, the door opened automatically. The woman grabbed Xian Juangan, who was soaked like a drowned chicken, and dragged him in and pressed him on the seat next to her. She didn't care that he was soaked and took out a soft towel to wipe him.

"Ah???" Xianjuangan couldn't stand the woman's passion and was ravaged like Hakimi.

The high-end white towel was dyed black, revealing the unnatural black hair with a golden base color. That was the cheap hair dye that Xianjuan Gan used yesterday.

It's ridiculous to say that the library has records of everything from low-end modified exoskeleton limbs to a hypothetical parallel world where a woman who has been dead for 40 years can be captured, a game helmet that completely simulates reality for an hour as a lifetime, and even a blue telephone booth that can travel through timelines, but the only thing it doesn't have is a hair dye that permanently changes the hair color of creatures on Earth.

After searching in vain, using a special hair dye for gear people, and wearing sunglasses to cover the gear eyes for three months, Xianjuan Gan gave up.

“Stop… stop.”

The heater in the car was on high. The 11-year-old kid, who was angry and embarrassed but considered that he really needed to hide from the rain, stared with a pair of golden pupils. He was so cute that he could easily arouse the maternal love of the chaebol daughter and wife who was nearly 30 years old and had a child.

He didn't care at all that the black ink-like hair dye was staining the seat.

The woman lovingly wiped her soft cheeks

She actually knew this child. A few years ago, when representatives of the Toyokawa Group visited the families of the car accident victims, Mizuho had seen this blond child sitting alone in a corner in a Maybach. Looking at the golden eyes reminded her of her young and soft blue-haired Octopus Maru daughter.

"You are... Xianjuangan, right? Do you remember me? Why do you want to cover up such beautiful blonde hair? Hair dye is not good for your hair."

This unique surname was another reason why Mizuho was so impressed by him. The Genmaki family was the world's top chaebol, and even the Toyokawa Group was just a drop in the ocean in front of them. And the Genmaki Group's recent business activities were even more...

Xianjuan Gan also recognized Toyokawa Mizuho. After all, when he hid in the Ichinose mansion for so long, it was to avoid the legendary loan sharks. But when he hacked into several lottery centers, confirmed which lottery numbers were "unchanging" and saved a sum of money, and got a few "negotiation" props, he realized that the hole had been paid back by the kind-hearted aunt in front of him.

But before he could say anything, there was a loud bang as the car door was slammed down by an angry fist. Across from him in the extended back seat was a spirited old man. He clenched his fists tightly, the muscles in his shoulders bulging noticeably, as if suppressing his rage.

Toyokawa Sadaharu was so immersed in the bad news he had just heard that he didn't even pay attention when his daughter asked the driver to stop and pick up a teenager on the roadside.

When he heard the surname Xianjuan, he reacted. His eyes widened, filled with anger, as if he wanted to burn the other person to ashes.

"How did the Xianjuan family's child become a drowned dog?"

In the past, Toyokawa Sadaharu would never have made such irrational remarks.

But in just a few hours on the bus, they received a series of bad news. The ridiculous Xianjuan Group held a party just for a casual remark made by their eldest daughter, and it was not even a birthday.

They aggressively acquired an entire commercial development park. The land used for an electronics factory, which the Toyokawa Group had originally planned to invest heavily in, was also affected, with plans to transform it into a teddy bear park. Fearing the power of the Genmaki Group, existing partners in the same development zone were actively withdrawing, and even landowners who hadn't yet completed the formalities for the land deeds defected to the Genmaki Group's absurd park-like plan.

The only tough guy was a former technical backbone who had been with the Fengchuan Group since its inception. He was a profit-seeking member of the board of directors. He went to play a card game with them and lost in front of everyone. He knelt down and fainted.

After waking up from a coma, his eyes were clear and he and several important electrical patents of the Toyokawa family, which were mainly in the electrical industry, were bought out by the Genjumaki Group at a low price.

The employees present claimed that they faintly heard the roar of a dragon at the end of the card duel, and reported that they suspected that the Xianjuan Group had used dirty and shameful means.

"How could anyone pull off a five-hit combo with six consecutive critical hits in one round? That's ridiculous!"

This is the boss who reported the employee's mental breakdown, after watching the video without any background sound of dragon roaring, passing on the key points.

He just asked his subordinates to work overtime for a month straight through the night for a project, but they actually went insane? Is there any supernatural magic in this world that can manipulate cartoon monsters to impact people's minds?

Just now, in the latest report that his subordinates had obtained in the nightclub, it seemed that several electrical patents under the Fengchuan Group were related to the leg thrusters of the Xianjuan family's exoskeleton-powered armor. This was their boss's goal. If there was no other way, he could only reluctantly use the pocket money that Lao Deng gave him through QQ to buy the Fengchuan Group, just as a good deed.

Absolutely ridiculous!

But he soon came to his senses.

The Genmaki family only had one doted-on girl of the same age. If they had a boy of the same age, Toyokawa Sadaharu knew that with their family's bold and unrestrained predecessors, who held the helm, they would surely boast to the world. They didn't care about status or power. Half of infinity is still infinity.

"Hmph, [those guys]...are they just watching?" An old and heavy voice said.

His originally sharp temperament weakened as he spoke.

The paper documents in his hand loosened and fell, scattering on the fluffy velvet surface of the car floor.

"Father!" he yelled angrily. Ruisui also found it funny. How could her father lose his composure and lose his mind like this?

"I'm sorry for saying that in anger. Child, where is your home? We can give you a ride along the way." After all, in front of his daughter, Toyokawa Sadaharu still gave in. The person in front of him was just a child, and his behavior just now was indeed embarrassing.

He bent down to pick up the document, which was the original plan outline of the electrical appliance factory.

Xian Juangan wasn't particularly bothered by the harsh words just now. He was sitting in someone else's black limousine, enjoying the warm air, and simply felt obligated to help. He wiped his hands, then bent down to pick up the fallen document, quickly scanning it before organizing it and handing it over.

At this time, Xian Juan Gan was still living under the care of others and his tolerance for bad words was still at a relatively high level.

He put on his usual business smile, disguised as a part-time job using a mimicking watch.

"It's okay, it's okay. It's me who dirtied the seat. I'm so sorry, uncle. Hahaha." Xianjuan Gan said falsely, innocently and refreshingly, making people feel his inner "satisfaction and happiness", as if all worries would dissipate in his laughter.

Toyokawa Sadaharu was stunned. His eyes were wet with rain, and the exposed golden hair of Genmaki seemed to overlap with the figure of the current helmsman of the Genmaki family who laughed all day long. He said something that changed the trajectory of his future destiny.

"What do you think of the content above, child?"

Looking back now, I think my 11-year-old self's responses were clumsy, childish, and ridiculous, and my plans were sloppy and crude. They were nothing but comedic jokes.

Without knowing the details, they criticized the electrical factory plan as worthless, proposed building a card theme park that is currently popular among elementary school boys, and sold Michelle's stuffed bear and Mian Mian Rabbit musical instrument models, which are also very popular among elementary school girls.

But the old man in front of me listened to her. To save face, he only brought up the non-issues to give himself a way out. At the time, he didn't understand her good intentions and angrily confronted her. Aunt Mizuho wanted to smooth over the dispute, but she only intensified the verbal battle...

At the most intense moment of the journey, Xian Juangan, who had torn off his pretense and no longer pretended, intended to get out of the car. No matter how comfortable the Maybach was, he really couldn't stand this stubborn and mischievous old man. However, Toyokawa Sadaharu, who was in charge, not only refused his request, but also stubbornly asked the driver to turn around and drive in the opposite direction all the way back to the Toyokawa family residence in Furukawa before stopping.