Following the smell of fresh humans, the old people spread out in twos and threes on the street and walked towards the small shops.

Although the food is equally delicious to the people on the street, it is too impolite to eat in public, and they are not beasts that drink hair and blood and cannot eat raw food.

Besides, it would be too rude to cause panic in this society because of your own greed.

So those convenience stores, those cafes, those restaurants, those shops, as well as those closed apartments and one-family houses are the best targets.

The elderly are very sober, and the most suitable dining place must have kitchen utensils and processing tools.

Otherwise, it will easily stain the ground, which is very impolite.

"Mr. Tokugawa, you are in much better spirits now than before. You look like the prime minister."

"The same goes for you, Mikiko. Now your youth and beauty can be compared with those of popular idols."

"I hate it. I didn't expect Mr. Shimada to be so glib... Hehehe."

Mikiko, Tokugawa, and Shimada walked into a convenience store while chatting.

They were neatly dressed and moved quickly. Although their eyes were a little red and there were a lot of veins on their faces, they did not attract much attention.

As an old man, it is normal to have some minor problems.

As soon as the three of them entered the convenience store, they were attracted by the young clerk who was cashing out, and they couldn't help but "suck, suck, suck" their saliva.

This is a working boy, probably only 18 or 19 years old. It is really delicious.

At this time, several people were queuing up to pay. The three of them were smiling, and they also picked up a few items such as table knives and scissors and started queuing up.

"Cough cough... cough cough..." Tokugawa suddenly coughed, took out a handkerchief and covered his mouth. When he took it off again, there was already a ball of blood on the handkerchief.

A man in a suit with slicked-back hair who was waiting in line couldn't help but frowned, showing an expression of disgust, then quickly paid the bill, covered his mouth and nose and left.

Soon, only Mikiko, Tokugawa, and Shimada were left.

Mikiko turned around and walked to the convenience store door with a smile, closed the door, and put up the "Closed" sign.

Tokugawa and Shimada asked the only clerk:

"Young man, are there kitchen utensils in the store?"

The clerk looked confused and didn't know what the three old men wanted to do, but he still replied politely:

"There is only one pot for cooking noodles in the store, and one bathroom..."

Tokugawa and Shimada looked at each other and both smiled with satisfaction.

This is enough……

…

The man with the back of his head left the convenience store and hailed a taxi and said:

"Go to the airport."

The old man who coughed up blood just now was really unlucky.

Old people nowadays are really becoming more and more rude.

Not only is it useless, it will also hinder social progress. Japan is in such a state of decline because it is dragged down by the aging population.

If there is any infectious disease, it really makes me sick just thinking about it.

He looked towards both sides of the street, only to find that many shops had closed early or were not open at all.

People nowadays are really getting lazy... The economy is in a sluggish state, but everyone has nothing to do with their own business. They don't think of solutions to problems at all, and they only know how to be content with the status quo.

Until now, there are still so many shops closed, which is simply disgusting.

Why did the Showa man's high-spirited spirit disappear like this?

Does this country really have to be inherited by a bunch of losers?

"Ahem..." The man with the back head suddenly felt a little itchy in his throat and couldn't help but cough a few times.

Then he looked at the driver's face in the rearview mirror and said, "Sorry..."

The driver had white hair and was also an old man. He looked to be in his sixties or seventies. He smiled and said:

"It's okay, guest, the weather has gotten colder recently, so remember to put on more clothes."

The man with the back of his head smiled and nodded to express his gratitude.

He still admires these old people who are still working hard.

This is the true spirit of Showa!

Nearly an hour later, the taxi arrived at Tokyo's Haneda Airport. The man with the money on his back paid the bill and said goodbye to the driver before entering the airport terminal.

The taxi driver drove away, coughed slightly, and said to himself:

"It looks like I need to add some clothes... As we get older, our bodies are indeed not as good as before..."

The man with the back of his head took the ticket and started the check-in security check.

It seemed that he was really infected by the old man coughing up blood. He felt that his throat was itching all the time and his cough became severe.

However, the whole person seems to be quite energetic, and there is a faint fragrance in the air. I wonder if it is the air freshener sprayed at Narita Airport.

Soon, he had passed the security check and boarded the plane to Eagle Country.

There were a lot of people going to Eagle Country, but it was very quiet on the plane.

The man with the back of his head felt his throat was itchy all the time and couldn't help but cough a few times. He apologized to his neighbor, who was from the Eagle Country and didn't say anything.

The plane took off soon, and his throat seemed much more comfortable than before. He put on an eye mask, lay on the back of the seat, and started to sleep.

It takes more than half a day to get from Haneda Airport to New York. The man with the bald head has become accustomed to sleeping during this kind of business trip, and can even sleep until he lands.

Only this time, he had just slept for three or four hours when he was suddenly awakened by an increasingly strong fragrance.

The saliva seemed to have flowed out of the corners of his mouth and wet the collar of his shirt.

So rude.

He quickly took off his blindfold, wiped his collar, followed the increasingly strong aroma, and couldn't help but lick his lips.

The scent... seemed to come from the lady from Eagle Country next to him...

No, it's not just her...

Everyone in the entire plane seemed to be exuding a strange aroma, which made him drool and could hardly suppress his desire to eat.

It smells so good...it smells so good...

very hungry……

The back-headed man's throat kept moving, he swallowed his saliva, and his eyes became greedy.

The flight attendant began to deliver the food, but when he looked at the sushi in the lunch box, he felt that it was just a piece of plastic and had no taste.

Only the fragrance of the passengers around him haunted him, making him almost unable to control himself.

Hungry... really hungry...

What should I do... there are too many people here, we can't be rude, we can't embarrass ourselves in front of the people of Eagle Country... we must eat quietly...

The man with the back of his head quickly changed his mind, thinking about strategies.

After a minute, he had already thought of his idea, straightened his collar, smiled and said to the young lady beside him:

"Hello, this journey is taking too long. Would you mind chatting? Let me introduce myself. I am Hanyu, the director of Fujita Business Company's North America region..."

…

"At 8 p.m. New York time, a vicious injury occurred on a flight from Japan's Haneda International Airport to New York. A Japanese male passenger attacked a female Eagle Country passenger in his seat in the restroom. The weapon used was his teeth.

, the body of the female passenger was mostly mutilated, and it was suspected that the male passenger had taken in a new type of unique drug...

...Because the picture is extremely bloody, the picture has been processed to avoid causing discomfort...

...The suspect, Takuya Hanyu, is the North American head of Fujita Business Company...
Chapter completed!