Chapter 27 I'm in the United States, I Just Got Off the Plane

After returning to Tokyo and saying goodbye to the Somoto family, Shinshige emailed Sachiko Matsukita almost immediately, canceling the rest of the music class for this month.

However, Xiaoben Xiajiang and Xiaobenwu are newlyweds, and they really have no plans to take music lessons.

Even if Xia Jiang is still interested in music in the future, it will be the work of Sachiko Matsumoto.

As for himself...

Xin Fan glanced at the bed in front of him, then silently packed his luggage, took a taxi, and the destination was the airport.

A man who works three jobs is such a busy and hard worker.

He suddenly admired Jiang Guling very much. The reputation of Bourbon's love of part-time work has become well known in the organization. However, few people know that besides these, he is still working for the Japanese public security.

Even only that job can be regarded as a real civil servant in the system, and the salary is guaranteed.

Haven't these jobs collided with each other? Like Sachiko Matsumoto, who only has the job of tutoring, they are very busy.

Sitting on the back seat of the taxi, Xinfan finally remembered that he still had Chianti and Cohen to no avail. These people must be used at least once, otherwise there is no way to explain why he applied for a sniper from the boss.

[Mezcal: For those on the attached list, I need all their recent information. 】

Soon Chianti's reply arrived.

[Chianti: Understood! Who are you going to kill? 】

...this woman is excessively violent.

[Mezcal: No, just keep monitoring. 】

[Chianti: Not interesting, but I will summarize the information for you. 】

Taxi arrived at the airport in no time.

With his luggage on his back, Xin Fan obediently lined up to buy a ticket to Los Angeles that day.

After confirming the arrival time, Xin Fan used his mobile phone to connect to the deep network, log in to the organization's website, and found Belmode's contact information.

Although it should be late at night in the United States at this time, but... who cares?

There was no sleepiness on the phone: "Hello?"

Considering that Belmode probably didn't know his number, Xinfan introduced himself considerately: "It's me, Mezcal. I'll be in Los Angeles in thirteen hours. Would you like to pick me up?"

"So soon?" Belmode looked surprised, "I thought you wouldn't be here until next week. We don't have any plans, do we?"

"It's just to solve a businessman, and it's enough to use the time on the plane to finalize the plan."

Belmode laughed: "You are really confident, has Gin mentioned that person to you?"

"You mean Akai Shuichi?" Nobushige has only joined the organization for a few years, and has been active in Northern Europe. He has never seen Akai Shuichi play well. "You are all afraid of him. But no matter how powerful he is, he is just one person."

"That's good. I hope that after this mission, you don't regard Akai Shuichi as your lifelong enemy. Because those who did this before all suffered at his hands."

"Does that include you too?"

"I..." Belmode's voice was a little empty, "I'm looking forward to it."

As for what to expect, Belmode did not specify.

But according to Xinfan's understanding of Belmode in the plot, he always felt that if he wanted to continue, Belmode's next sentence should be: look forward to the moment when the silver bullet pierces the darkness.

Then think about it because of being injured by Akai Shuichi a year ago, Belmode met her Angel and Gool guy, maybe she is really grateful to that man.

At this time, the civil aviation industry still regards the interference of mobile phone signals as one of the factors that seriously endanger flight safety, so Xinfan turned off all electronic devices in a law-abiding manner, and planned to spend more than ten hours on the plane relying on magazines.

As a result, as soon as the plane landed and hadn't stopped yet, the moment Xinfan turned on his phone, a bunch of missed calls and unread emails almost maxed out.

...Is his business so busy?

Xinfan put away the phone almost without looking at it.

With so much news, he had to get off the plane first and read it when he was free.

After completing the immigration procedures as Nobushige Asano, he finally had time to carefully review all the missed calls and unread emails.

Conan made at least five phone calls, and Mao Lilan called once. But looking at the time, he dialed it when he first got on the plane, so it probably doesn't make sense to go back now.

There are still a few missed calls from a series of unfamiliar numbers, but this number quickly sent him a text message: [I am Long Nan, if you see the text message, please give me a call back, please? Thank you so much. 】

Xin Fan looked at his watch, it was three o'clock in the morning in Japan, are you sure you want him to call now? ?

However, Xin Fan's hesitation did not last long, because Long Nan took the initiative to call him soon.

"Hey, Mr. Asano, you have finally answered the phone!" Tatsuo Ryumoto's voice was full of excitement, "Where are you now, can I find you?"

Three in the morning, are you sure? ?

Xin Fan suppressed the complaints about someone's abnormality in his heart, and said calmly: "He is in the United States, and he just got off the plane."

"Ah?" The other person was stunned, "Why did you go to the United States?"

"I plan to purchase a batch of performance-grade musical instruments for the music classroom. Do you have anything to do?"

This is not a lie. In order to prevent his vest from being easily exposed by Conan, he did contact the musical instrument merchants in the United States.

"Wow, Mr. Asano is really generous, and he also needs to use performance-level musical instruments for students." Tatsuo Sumoto said in admiration, "Is it so profitable to run a music classroom now?"

Xin Fan almost wanted to use Matsumoto Sachiko's words to insult people, but he finally held back, and changed his words: "The initial investment is indeed a lot, and whether it can be earned back depends on the subsequent situation."

Tatsuo Tatsuo hesitated for a moment before asking: "Then Mr. Asano, do you still need a music teacher, the one who can play the guitar?"

Xinfan finally understood the purpose of his call: "Your band disbanded?"

"Ah, I was discovered by you." Yan Ben Longnan sighed, "I followed your suggestion and had a serious discussion with my grandfather about the debt. The old man reprimanded me and finally agreed to lend me money.

"Borrowing money! That's a full thirty million! How can I pay him back... and he also devalued my band to nothing, it's too much!

"But I have to pay back the money. If I continue to form the band, I will only owe more and more, and I may not be suitable for this line of work. I heard from Ms. Matsumoto that the salary given by your music classroom is very generous, so..."

Xin Fan understands, but he is not short of the salary of this employee, plus someone who can run a band, it must be more than enough to be a teacher.

So he said: "No problem, after I return to China, we can just sign the contract."