Ayanokoji Kiyotaka could tell he was likely the leader.
There were only three people in this car: a driver, a thug, and him sitting in the passenger seat.
The middle-aged man turned his face, not warning the two with a fierce expression, but smiling kindly, "Don't worry, we are not bad people. We are people sent by your father to find you. He hasn't seen his child for a long time and just hopes to see you."
Haven't seen him for a long time? It's only been half a month, how is that a long time?
Ayanokoji Kiyotaka frowned: "What are you talking about? I just met my father half a month ago."
"What are you talking about? What one month? Haven't you been gone for a year? Your father is very worried about you!"
The man chuckled, "You finally managed to get out of Advanced Nurturing High School, why didn't you say hello to your family?"
A year, Advanced Nurturing High School... Ayanokoji Kiyotaka's heart skipped a beat.
They couldn't possibly be mistaking him for Ayanokoji Kiyotaka, could they?
His older brother secretly ran away from Advanced Nurturing High School to see him without being discovered, and he, by a stroke of bad luck, was mistaken for his older brother and caught...
Hearing that they were looking for his older brother, Ayanokoji Kiyotaka calmed down.
"You are people sent by my father?"
"That's right."
Ayanokoji Kiyotaka calmly said, "Then did you find the wrong person? I am Ayanokoji Kiyotaka. The Ayanokoji Kiyotaka you are talking about is my older brother."
"Shishimou, right?" Ayanokoji gently patted Ikishima Midari's back, signaling her to speak.
"That's right, Ayanokoji Kiyotaka is my boyfriend, and we're on a date. You've got the wrong person!"
Ikishima Midari shouted cooperatively.
Although Ikishima Midari's thought process was abnormal, she was still very rational in this kind of obvious emergency situation.
"Ayanokoji Kiyotaka...? Is there such a person?"
The man paused, he seemed unaware of Ayanokoji Kiyotaka's existence.
"If you don't believe me, I have my father's phone number here. Since you're his subordinate, if I call him, you'll know."
Ayanokoji Kiyotaka said, taking out his phone from his pocket. Before he could even unlock the screen, the thug suddenly got up, snatched his phone, and handed it to the man.
"What are you doing?!" Ikishima Midari roared.
"Haha, it's nothing. After all, this is a task your father assigned to me, so it's better if I call him myself." The man said with a smile, pressing the power button. The phone screen lit up, and the power-on password popped up.
"Let me help you dial it. What's your phone password?" he asked.
He won't even let me touch his phone… Ayanokoji Kiyotaka had a bad feeling, but he still told him the password.
"...0079527."
Following what Ayanokoji Kiyotaka said, he unlocked the phone's password.
He clicked on the contacts, and sure enough, there was one labeled "Father," and it was the only contact.
He glanced at the number, memorizing it, but he didn't make the call. Instead, he suddenly started looking through photos, memos, and other places. To his surprise, they were all empty, with nothing inside.
Immediately after, he opened the communication apps on the phone one by one, seeing that these apps were also empty.
"How can this be? Don't you usually use your phone at all? You don't even play games?" The man asked in surprise.
"That's right, I don't play games," Ayanokoji said.
"Then why are the chat apps also empty? Does no one chat with you?" He glanced at Ikishima Midari, frowning, "How do you usually chat with her?"
"We both attend Private Hyakkaou Academy, so we can communicate when we meet in person. There's no need to use a phone. Also, I only got this phone a few days ago, and I haven't used many of its functions yet."
"...Private Hyakkaou Academy?" The man was startled, "Aren't you from Advanced Nurturing High School?"
"The person you're talking about is my older brother. I already told you, you've got the wrong person!" Ayanokoji Kiyotaka reiterated.
The man seemed unsure whether Ayanokoji Kiyotaka was really the person he was looking for, and continued to look through other parts of the phone.
However, other places were the same; there was no valuable information at all. They were basically empty, and not even logged in.
—Ayanokoji Kiyotaka's phone had a "dual system" function, which could create two independent spaces on the phone, with their data not interfering with each other.
The password he gave was for his secondary space, entering the space he had prepared long ago.
He had previously used this function to trick Meari, making her think he was very "proper" and that everyone he followed on Twitter was a proper person.
Ayanokoji Kiyotaka was certain that the middle-aged man didn't know about the "system clone" function on phones, and deliberately acted submissive and cooperative so that he wouldn't pay too much attention to the phone.
Even though he had told him that he had only used the phone for two or three days, the man was very persistent, opening and checking every application.
Seeing that he had already opened "Settings," Ayanokoji Kiyotaka's heart sank. If he discovered the functions in the settings, he might notice something...
Ayanokoji suddenly spoke, feigning confusion, "Uncle, aren't you going to call my father? Why aren't you calling yet? If you don't call, my father might call in a moment."
His finger paused, "What do you mean?"
"Oh, for my safety, my phone number has always been monitored by my father. He also installed a real-time GPS function on my phone, and my phone's front camera is always on.
If a stranger's image appears continuously on the camera for five minutes, he will receive an alarm…"
Before Ayanokoji Kiyotaka could finish speaking, he frowned deeply and threw the phone to the thug behind him.
"Deal with the phone," he said curtly.
The thug heard his command, and pulled out a window breaker from somewhere. He placed the phone next to his seat and smashed it fiercely with the hammer!
In just two hits, the phone was shattered, and the SIM card inside the phone fragments was taken out and broken by him.
Ayanokoji Kiyotaka's custom-modified phone, which he had spent a fortune on, was thus turned into a pile of scrap metal.
"What are you doing!?" Although he had expected it, Ayanokoji Kiyotaka still put on an expression of shock and anger, shouting furiously, "This is my phone! Why did you smash my phone!?"
"What do you mean by this? Aren't you sent by my father to find me? Why did you smash my phone!" He pointed the spearhead at the man.
Even though his life and death were in the other party's hands, he was very assertive at this moment. Ikishima Midari was a little confused, not understanding why Ayanokoji Kiyotaka suddenly reacted so strongly.
The man was not displeased by Ayanokoji's angry rebuke. Instead, he turned his head and severely reprimanded the thug.
"Hey, what's wrong with you! I told you to return the phone to him, why did you smash it! If you do that again next time, I'll fire you!"
He feigned an angry reprimand of his subordinate, then smiled apologetically at Ayanokoji Kiyotaka.
"Young Master Kiyotaka, I'm sorry. This guy is from overseas, his brain isn't very good, and his Japanese isn't very good either. Only his body is relatively good, which is why I made him a bodyguard."
"I will definitely compensate you for the phone he damaged!"
"Sumimasen!" The thug lowered his head, as if he had really made a mistake, and said sorry. However, his expression was very cold, without a trace of remorse; he didn't even want to pretend.
A hint of coldness flashed in Ayanokoji Kiyotaka's eyes. They were definitely doing it on purpose. After hearing him say the phone had tracking, they immediately got scared… They were definitely not sent by his father.
However, them destroying the phone was exactly what he wanted.
He had many things on his phone. Now they didn't know about the existence of the "system clone." If they realized it later, or if they handed the phone over to some Young Man familiar with phones, perhaps his secrets wouldn't be kept.
Whether it was the chat records with Hanatemari and Miharu Taki Sakura, or his Twitter, Telegram, browser history, and other things, nothing could be left behind.
His usual caution saved his life at this moment.
It didn't matter how bad his life was before death, but he must leave a good reputation after death.
These were records that he had to delete, even if he was dying in a car accident, by holding onto his last breath.
—By the way, in his previous life, when Ayanokoji was hit by a dump truck, he only closed his eyes peacefully after personally seeing his phone crushed into pieces by the dump truck.
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