Judging by the girl's tone, she obviously recognized the original body.
Bai Ye had no recollection of who she was at all, making this situation quite troublesome.
As the saying goes, the more you talk, the more mistakes you make. Silence was the best option.
Seeing his hesitant expression, Suzuki Sonoko blurted out:
"Bai Ye-san, did you suffer a head injury from the fire and can't remember who I am?"
An excuse had been handed to him on a silver platter, how could he not take it?
Bai Ye shook his head and gestured:
"Ah, I don't know how to put it, but I'm in a bit of a bad state."
Sonoko, based on his appearance, had confirmed that he was the surviving Suzuki Bai Ye from the fire.
While joyful, she couldn't help but worry about his physical condition:
"Why don't you go to the hospital? I know a really good doctor."
"No need, thanks for your kindness."
Bai Ye's face wore a bitter expression, he didn't want to regain his past memories.
Based on his years of experience with street literature and online novels, these memories were most likely a big trap.
If he dug deeper, it would inevitably involve conspiracies, and various troubles would follow.
He had wanted to live a simple life after his arrival, he didn't need any of this.
Suzuki Sonoko nodded in agreement, adding:
"Yes, let the past stay in the past. Just remember that I'm your cousin."
Hey hey hey, if you say it like that, it definitely means there's a conspiracy, right?
Bai Ye felt a headache coming on and quickly changed the subject:
"You said Ran earlier, are you referring to Mouri Ran?"
Mentioning her best friend, Suzuki Sonoko couldn't help but smile:
"Yes, we grew up together."
As they spoke, the cart arrived at the table, and dishes started to be served.
Bai Ye took a few bites, falling into silence.
Suzuki Sonoko seemed uninterested in the delicacies, she ate a few bites and asked:
"Bai Ye-san, do you... have any thoughts about returning to the Suzuki family now?"
It was true that Bai Ye loved money, but he was even more afraid of trouble.
Facing the invitation, his attitude was firm, he shook his head and refused:
"Sorry, I'm doing pretty well right now. I don't have any plans for that right now."
"Alright, can I ask you one more thing then?"
Bai Ye put a piece of caviar in his mouth, raised his eyes, and asked:
"Tell me first, then I'll consider whether to agree or not."
"Do you have time tomorrow afternoon? I want you to accompany me to the Tropical Paradise."
Bai Ye put down his knife and fork, wiped his mouth with a napkin:
"Sonoko, I need to find a job tomorrow."
"It's okay, I can pay you 200,000 yen."
Wow~
Money makes people do crazy things, she's offering 200,000 yen for an escort.
Seeing that Bai Ye hadn't agreed, Suzuki Sonoko thought he felt it was too little:
"300,000 yen?"
"..."
"Just make it 500,000 yen. I recently bought a clothing store, I don't have much spare money."
Bai Ye, you see, is that even human language?
The compensation Sonoko provided was more like an aid than actual payment.
It was likely that she saw he was not doing well and was extending a helping hand out of kinship.
Going to the amusement park as an escort, 500,000 yen for one trip.
The earnings were even higher than Dr. Agasa's, how could he possibly refuse:
"Okay, what time tomorrow afternoon?"
Seeing Bai Ye agree, she grinned, revealing a bright smile:
"One o'clock, meet at the entrance of the Tropicana Paradise."
"Okay, it's settled then."
After that, the two didn't mention the past again, but chatted about their current lives.
The original body must have had a great relationship with her, their communication was very natural, without any sense of dissonance.
After eating and drinking their fill, he got up and bid farewell to Sonoko:
"I'm going back now, thank you for your hospitality."
"Leaving now? I can walk you out."
"No need, I live nearby, it's only a few minutes' walk."
"Alright then, see you tomorrow."
Bai Ye left the restaurant, patted his stomach in satisfaction, and headed west.
He had just entered the apartment complex when his flip phone rang.
"Hello, is this Mr. Suzuki Bai Ye?"
A sweet female voice came from the other end of the line, unfamiliar:
"It's me, what's the matter?"
"Hello, I'm Miura Ayaka, a client manager from the Mifa Talent Market. A coffee shop is having its anniversary celebration recently and urgently needs employees over 1.8 meters tall. Are you interested, Mr. Suzuki?"
Don't be fooled by the high-sounding title, it's basically a middleman.
They collect money from the store, match profiles, and contact suitable candidates.
"Uh... where is it?"
"Next to the Mifa Grand Hotel, 8,000 yen per day. Are you available for an interview tomorrow afternoon?"
Bai Ye hadn't forgotten his appointment with Sonoko, so he proposed a compromise:
"I'm afraid not. I have something to do in the afternoon, can it be earlier?"
"No problem, how about 10 o'clock?"
"That works."
After confirming the time and location, the other party hung up.
He still didn't have a regular job, so he needed to be prepared.
Having a few part-time jobs and saving some money was always a good idea.
...
The next day, the weather was clear and sunny.
Suzuki Bai Ye looked at the bright sun outside the window, stretched, and yawned.
It was 9:30 when he finally left the house.
The coffee shop where the interview was held was less than two kilometers from his apartment complex, a 10-minute walk.
"Huh?"
As he passed the Mifa Grand Hotel, Bai Ye stopped.
For some reason, the coffee shop was surrounded by people, and two police cars were parked on the side of the road.
The flashing red and blue police lights gave him a bad feeling.
No way, is someone dead again?
"Excuse me, could you please make way, thank you."
Bai Ye's size gave him an advantage, he easily squeezed his way in. He saw a man in a brown coat, his chest pierced by a knife, slumped in a pool of blood in the restroom.
The forensic officer was taking photos with a camera, and the police officers were systematically cordoning off the scene.
Three murders and one robbery in four days, this luck was truly unbelievable.
"Mr. Suzuki, what are you doing here?"
Bai Ye turned around at the sound of the voice, and caught sight of Detective Mouri, who was escorting the criminal.
"That... I haven't had a job lately, so I came to the coffee shop to look for a part-time job."
He didn't mind revealing that he was unemployed. This would help the police department throw him an olive branch.
"Alright, I'll take the prisoner back first."
Seeing the police leaving one by one, Bai Ye returned to the counter:
"Hello, I'm here for the interview."
The waitress lowered her head, looking troubled:
"Sorry, we're not hiring anymore."
Bai Ye felt tricked and was a little angry:
"Didn't we agree to interview at 10 o'clock? Why are you suddenly not hiring anymore?"
She remained silent for four or five seconds before sighing softly:
"Ah, the body just now was the coffee shop owner. It's uncertain whether this place can stay open, so what's the point of hiring now? Who's going to pay you?"
That makes sense...
Bai Ye scratched his head, having no choice, he changed his mind and said:
"Okay, Auntie, I'll have a cappuccino."
He sat down at a window seat, looking at the bustling street.
Mifa City is truly a dangerous place, people are dying left and right.
To survive, he needed to learn some self-defense skills.
On the color TV, the morning news of the Ni-mai Television station was playing.
The female host was beautiful, her name was written as Mitsuhiko Rei in the lower left corner:
"According to our report, the Phantom Thief Kid's attempt to steal the 'Angel's Crown' failed. He has announced that he will try again this afternoon at 6 pm. The police have held a press conference to address this issue and hope that people who are going to pray will pay attention to the order..."