Reborn Through Fire By Kazuya Higan Chapter 681
Chapter 681 It’s My Wife
The register showed it was a young girl who checked into room 718, so it looked like the killers had
used a fake ID.
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The receptionist looked at his grave face and asked cautiously, “Sir, did something happen?” Gilbert
shook his head and returned the register to her. She put the register away, then suddenly remembered
something. By the way, the guest in room 718 has just checked out. Just a short while ago. I almost
forgot to tell you.”
Gilbert sneered in his mind, ‘They fled really fast.‘ “I know. We are fine. You do not need to be afraid,”
he said in a faint voice and then nced outside. “Is there a 24- hour convenience store in this town?”
“There is one, but it is a little far.”
“Tell me roughly the direction.”
“Okay. You go out and turn left, then go straight some distance. You will see a junction. Turn right at the
junction, and then…”
The receptionist made the direction sound soplicated. But Gilbert could quickly simplify the
information, which was turn left, turn right, turn right,
“I turn left, and finally turn right again. The weather was cold, so he nned to drive there. But the
receptionist said that the street at thest two intersections was too narrow for a car to pass through.
Just then, the security guard woke up. Hearing that he was going to the 24–hour convenience store, he
kindly lent him his motorcycle parked outside.
It was Gilbert’s first time riding a motorcycle. He looked at the machine and was a little confused, not
knowing how to operate it. The security guard kindly gave him a demonstration, and he quickly
understood. He got on the motorcycle, nosed it onto the street, and then sped off. and The air
temperature was a few degrees below zero, Gilbert felt the wind biting his bones. It was good that the
motorcycle was convenient as he reached the convenience store within a few minutes.
There was a table in front of the convenience store, few young couples were drinking and having
supper at the table. Gilbert nced at them expressionlessly and then walked straight into the
convenience store. The few young girls outside had not noticed him until he entered the store.
“That guy is so handsome, like a celebrity on TV,” one girl said excitedly.
“Yeah, he is simply stunning.
“Come on, if he were a celebrity, he wouldn’t havee to our tiny town.” Three young guys were
disdainful.
As soon as Gilbert walked into the convenience store, caught the attention of the female store
manager, who had never met such a handsome man before. When she saw Gilbert walking to the
shelves of feminine products, checking out the sanitary pads, her eyes lit up, and she envied the
woman for whom he was buying the sanitary pads. By just looking at the packaging description, Gilbert
could not understand which was which, so he bought a pack of each brand and size.
At the checkout, the female store manager said with envy, “Few men are willing toe out in the
middle of the night to buy this stuff for their girlfriends nowadays. Your girlfriend is so lucky.”
“It is my wife.”
“Oh, I wish you a lifetime of happiness together with your wife.” The female store manager put all the
products into a stic bag and then gave him a packet of brown sugar. “Women’s stomachs get upset
during this time. Make her some brown sugar drink, and she will feel much better.”
“Okay, thanks.” Gilbert smiled and also paid for the brown sugar.
When he came out of the store, the few couples were still chatting.
“Lily, you made a lot of money today, eh? Just lending your ID card to those few people, you have
pocketed two grand. Easy money.”
“Absolutely. How have I never encountered such a good thing in my life?”
Gilbert was walking toward the motorcycle with arge bag of sanitary pads but stopped dead in his
tracks when he heard the conversation.