
I opened a gift from Mark, a bracelet from a famous brand. It's the result of a scammer maybe, cheating a clueless person, maybe a parent with his pension, maybe cheating a housewife who needs his computer and doesn't know how to fix it. Made me guilty of accepting it. Next time I'll just refuse.
But now Louis is calling me. Surprise I could see him again after all this time.
"Louis, how are you?" I took her call, feeling like I had no problem with her.
"Okay, how are you. Mangkang is famous now it seems." I'm laughing a little.
"Are you insinuating me or what? Thank you for helping me. That guy sucks a lot."
"Your fans? Looks like he's been really nice to you, I see he even prepared a present for you."
"He's a politician in England, he's been on television a lot, a successful businessman he said but I don't like him at all."
"You're hard." Now he's using the words I used on him. I don't want to laugh. "Handsome, rich, politician, be nice to you, bring gifts, even come from London for you still don't move you. Now I wonder who can ask you out."
"I don't like it. Rich, handsome, kind, so much so. Behind him who knows. Intuition I guess, I don't know I think you're right I'm a tough guy." Better to laugh at myself in front of him. I don't know why I don't have a bad impression talking to him, even though I know he's not straight either. Equally full of intrigue with others.
"Behind him who knows, if you taste him like that means you know something doesn't."
"He's a politician, not surprising. I don't like politicians, I guess. Never mind, don't talk about him anymore. Why are you showing up now?"
"I just remember those starry nights we spent together having pizza." Is he trying to seduce me. He knows it's not gonna work, I'm still a tough guy.
"You're sure the sky was starry. I think you were cloudy at the time." It was her turn to laugh.
"Well, you win, you're gonna go out with me tomorrow. Lunch at Meiji Jingu?"
"Jingu Meiji? What'sthat?"
"That's a park near Meiji Shrine, in the fall, you can see yellowing leaves all around you. We can just eat street food like any other tourist."
"looks fun. I can, I just have a show tomorrow night."
"Pick you up at 11 tomorrow in your hotel lobby, tell me where you're staying okay."
"alright. We'll meet tomorrow, I'll stay at the Four Seasons, just call if you get to the lobby, I'll take a break now. Today was exhausting."
"alright. See you tomorrow." I think this is good too, can dispel her suspicions on me. I don't avoid it and it's just a walk after lunch.
At 11 o'clock he sent a message he was already in the hotel lobby. I'm coming down with pants, a casual short-sleeved shirt.
I'm looking for him in the lobby right now. I haven't found him in the lobby where someone feels standing next to me.
"You also stayed here as it turned out. Wanna go anyway." Mark Ivanir, with a big smile. Did he intentionally follow me here last night? This son of a bitch really intends to chase me?
"Ohh Mr. Mark. Right I want to go. Apparently you're staying here."
"I didn't meet at breakfast unfortunately."
"I have breakfast in my room, rarely to the restaurant."
"Then tomorrow what if we meet at the restaurant for breakfast."
"I'll try. But not promised." I can still avoid, if I need to, I'll change hotels.
"Surely you bring your phone, Your number provided by Your assistant is only answered when You are with Your assistant." He won't get it.
"What's wrong, you can send a message to him. My other phone was also taken by the assistant if I was filming. I have to go, see you, Mr. Mark." I intended to leave him, already turning away. But he caught my hand. I reflexively pulled him, but he held him back.
"Julie baby, come on just a phone number I've been trying a lot to meet you."
"Take off me Mr. Mark." I still hold back my emotions.
"Just a phone number and a promise to have breakfast together, what's your room number?"
"Take me off, or I'll shout humiliating you in this lobby. I'm going to go." This forger needs to get in the Hajar.
"You know who I am?"
"Of course I know."
"I'm being very nice to you. But giving out a phone number alone is very difficult. Have you ever been taught to repay kindness with a little kindness?"
"Oh You talk about your gift apparently, I'll return your gift. Don't worry, give me where I can send it in London... My personal phone number can only be accessed by family and close friends."
"Now you insult me by returning my gift. I know you're rich, but I just found out you're very arrogant." I was just about to reply when Louis arrived next to me.
"What's this?"
"Delivery." I feel like I have a defender now, I'm pulling my hand but he won't let go.
"Don't interfere." The sentence was finished quickly, as quickly as a raw bogem met its target and its grasp fell off now, Mark Ivanir falling backward. God, I didn't expect Louis to hit him. This government agent really knows how to beat people up.
"I didn't talk twice." The words were said while pointing directly at Mark.
Security came straight to us.
"Sir, this man, wants to bother me my friend beat him up because he won't let go of my hand." Now that Mark is up, his eyes stare at us.
"You're gonna pay for this." Replace him who accuses us.
"You're not allowed to make a fuss here." Security warned us.
"Don't bother us anymore. I don't want to deal with you." I'm the one who's pulling Louis away.
"That guy followed you here?"
"I don't know, he's a pervert and a criminal. Seeing him gives me goosebumps. I'll just move hotels."
"What do you mean he's a criminal, what is he doing?" I talk too much. How do I know, it'll be hard to explain. I thought for a second.
"I just heard he's a bad guy." I've been out of the lobby but I don't know where to go. "Where are we?"
"Come on, wait here." He pulled me to follow him. He seems familiar with Tokyo. "I rented a car, only about 20 minutes from here, he typed on his phone. Soon a car with a Japanese driver picked us up in front of the lobby.
"You got a local driver? Got a branch company here?"
"There's a big investment here, but there's no branch office." He saw me after giving our address to the driver. "What criminal act did this man do, whose name are you saying?" He was still curious and chased after me with his question.
"He's not good at business. Mark Ivanir."
"What kind of bad business is there already an indictment?"
"Not yet, I only know from my friend in the business involved it."
"What business, exactly, you don't talk half-heartedly. You don't know who you're playing with."
"You have no business with him."
"If he's in the business of selling weapons to the Yakuza, he can kidnap you with the help of the Yakuza. You knew! Do you want to risk it, or do you have enough security here? Why is no one following you now?! You first met him or you were targeted by him until you got a hotel with him? You didn't know he was threatening to get back at you? Why are you taking your situation lightly? Did you deliberately make yourself a decoy?" That barrage of questions without pause caught me by surprise.
"You're taking this too seriously."
"Oh yeah, are you sure this isn't serious? I asked him what kind of business he was in?"
"Scammer's center." I finally answered it.
"In Japan there is no scammer center." He answered me quickly.
"Not here."
"Then where."
"Tel Aviv."
"You even know where the business is, where do you have that complete info? Such information does not circulate in the circle of gossip columns." I'm stuck. He looked at me for an explanation and I couldn't explain.
"I have a friend whose level can explain that." That's my best explanation.
"What kind of friend could share such sensitive information."
"Police of course." I'll answer him as best I can. Already been. Who else is the lowest level who has such information.
Now he's quiet. Not asking anymore. He was silent with his own thoughts during the trip. What he thought I was curious.
We got to Shibuya.
"Let's get off here. It's Harajuku ." He's taking me for a leisurely walk here. Before we entered the vast park area.
Day 5 in Japan. Late September in Tokyo, autumn shows its color, I walk Meiji Jingu Gaien which is a large park located about 1.5 kilometers (km) east of Meiji Temple.Daun-leaves gingko yellowing into a stunning scenery in this season.
"Why are you so quiet?" He didn't say much, but he watched our way. The trees attract more attention.
"It hasn't been here in a long time. Like someone's rewinding time here." He seems to be talking about a good memory.