Sinmonger

Chapter 11: initial customer

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.December 7, 9pm.

Tianyi glanced at the clock on the wall, then closed the book he was reading, stood up and stretched.

He walked to the bookshelf in the back row, ran his fingers over the labels of the books in the middle row one by one, and murmured: "2010, 2000, 1990... Chemistry, sanitary products, wilderness survival... Well... Yes, yes... Household appliances .”

A few minutes later, he walked out of the store holding a video recorder.

Outside the door, under the window of the bookstore, a drunkard sat there drunkenly, mumbling something.

Although looking out from the room, this was an invisible blind spot, Tianyi seemed to have known for a long time that there was someone sitting here.

"Mr. Ikeda, are you too drunk? Have you forgotten the direction home?" Tianyi said with a smile.

Ikeda waved the bottomed bottle of wine in his hand wildly: "Stop blabbering! I'm very sober! Wine! Get some quickly!"

Tianyi squatted down: "Mr. Ikeda, I want to trouble you to do something." He put the video recorder next to Takeda Ikeda: "Help me sell this."

"Asshole!" Ikeda suddenly shouted, then paused and burped: "Do you think I am a rag collector? You look down on me, right?"

Tianyi ignored him and stood up on his own and walked towards the bookstore: "I suggest you go to the shopping street in the south of the city to sell it. Find a few more video stores. Someone should take it. The price will definitely be higher. It’s higher than selling scrap metal.”

Takeda Ikeda was still confused and shouted: "Hey! Bastard, can't you hear what I'm saying?"

Tianyi had already stepped into the house with one foot at this time. He leaned half of his body out of the door, turned around and said again: "Oh, by the way, please finish this matter before tomorrow afternoon, and sell it later." The money is all yours, and you can come to my shop and get another reward.”

Before he finished speaking, the door of the bookstore was closed.

The drunk man outside the door, after sobering up a little, picked up the video recorder on the ground and accepted the deal.

… …

On December 8th, half an hour before Matsuo came to the bookstore.

"Hey, boy, the rags you threw at me yesterday have been sold. Did you say there is still a reward?" Takeda Ikeda went straight to the topic as soon as he entered the room.

Tianyi smiled and said: "Haha... I really appreciate people who get straight to the point." He threw the book he was reading on the table: "Unfortunately, I can't give you more wine money as you imagined." He stretched out his hand and made a " Please" action: "This is extra reward, you can take it."

Takeda Ikeda didn't even intend to touch the book: "What? You bastard, are you kidding me?! What's the use of a book like this!" He turned around and wanted to leave, cursing: "Damn it, you're hurting me!" Come here for nothing.”

Tianyi rested his head on his hands: "Are you sure you want to give up the reward from this transaction? Mr. Ikeda."

Ikeda suddenly walked out without looking back: "That's right, bastard boy, you can keep it for yourself to wipe your nose."

The next second, Tianyi laughed like crazy.

Ikeda stopped suddenly: "Are you sick? Idiot."

Tianyi shook his head, gradually stopped smiling, and took a sip of coffee, "Hey... If you want to talk about an idiot, there is indeed one in this room..." He looked up at the ceiling: "I accepted a bad check from someone else. After losing the boxing match and being found out, the opponent was completely fine because of his rich background, and his career was completely ruined. He then started drinking and gambling, and became heavily in debt. In the end, his wife "committed suicide" and he left Tokyo with his young son. Live a happy life with only four walls." His eyes moved down again, just in time to meet the angry-eyed Ikeda: "Do you think this kind of person is an idiot?"

Ikeda suddenly burst into anger, turned over the table, grabbed Tianyi's collar with both hands and lifted it up, "Who are you?! Who told you this!"

Tianyi tilted his head and continued to smile, not caring about the other party's behavior: "Haha... it's all written in that book."

Ikeda suddenly let go of Tianyi and turned around to get the Book of Hearts on the table, but an unknown force lifted it up from behind and threw it three meters away. He landed on the four-corner tables that were put together in the center of the room. The messy books on the table, which were originally piled up like a hill, were scattered all over the floor, but the table was not crushed.

The strange thing is that Takeda Ikeda didn't feel pain. He was like an object, being picked up and put down again instead of falling to the ground.

Tianyi lay down firmly on his sofa again, his feet raised on the desk in front of him, and his heels just pressed against the black book on the table.

"Mr. Ikeda, there are two things I need to remind you. First, even if you are an idiot, your memory is not so bad that you will forget what happened just now. Therefore, you should still remember that you have given up. My reward. Since you chose to give up something, you have to pay some price to regain it. Otherwise, even if I really use it to wipe my nose, it has nothing to do with you.

Second thing, please don’t cross my desk. This desk is like a line. In recent years, everyone who chooses to cross it has been chopped up and fed to the pigs. "

Ikeda suddenly stood up from the table and asked alertly: "What on earth did you just do?"

Tian Yiyi said: "That's not important. What's important is that I let you understand that violence cannot solve the problem with me. So, let's talk about a deal. You only need to complete one small thing I told you, and you can get Take this book." He said, put his feet back under the table, picked up the book, opened it casually, and placed one page in front of Takeda Ikeda.

"Let me inspect the goods first, so that you can believe that the content and authenticity of this book are not fabricated by me."

Ikeda suddenly saw his own thoughts written on those black and white letters. This weird and absurd reality made him break into a cold sweat: "Why are you doing this?"

Tianyi replied: "You won't understand the reasons for my actions. What you need to know is that there are many people's secrets hidden in my bookstore. You can come to me after you get your books back. When trading, look at other people's. Even if you are stupid, you should understand how much benefit you can get when you grasp the past or future plans in another person's heart that they don't want to be revealed.

For those high-ranking officials and those who control the economy or military, you should know how valuable their thoughts are. Oh, of course, I also have books here for drunkards like you. Even if they are of little value, it doesn’t rule out that some people will read them and use them as a source of jokes after dinner. "

"Okay, I understand, what do you want me to do?!" Ikeda asked eagerly.

Tianyi scratched his head: "It's just a simple matter. In the afternoon of the day after tomorrow, you go to the izakaya to stay as usual, and then go home at midnight, and then don't say a word to your son until dawn. Not even the words."

Ikeda hesitated for a moment and replied: "What does this have to do with my son?! I'm warning you, don't get him involved."

"I'm just asking you to remain silent." Tian Yidao said, "Of course, writing it on paper or making gestures or something like that won't work. You don't even think about it."

"I think you will know about it too, right?"

Tianyi sneered, put away Takeda Ikeda's book, and took out another book to read: "You can leave, don't affect my business."