Conan: I'm Not a Ghost

Welcome back?

Could it be that the original person has been here before?

Several thoughts flashed through Sakaki's mind, but his face remained calm.

The man in black on the left has long, silky hair, with a color between yellow and silver. Yellow hair is not a good sign, it means there is something wrong with his health.

There are many types of yellow hair, such as yellow hair caused by malnutrition due to high picky eating,

Yellow hair due to acidic constitution caused by overeating sweets and fats,

Copper deficiency yellow hair,

Radioactive yellow hair caused by long-term exposure to rays,

As well as functional yellow hair caused by disorders of melanogen and melanocyte production in the body due to mental trauma, fatigue, seasonal endocrine disorders, drug and chemical stimulation.

Considering that this is a biological experiment institute, this gentleman with fierce eyes should be the last possibility.

Gin held a cigarette in his mouth, looked at Sakaki Makoto carefully, and after a long time threw out a piece of paper.

"Fill it in."

Sakaki walked to the table, picked it up and looked at it, and found that it read:

【Job application form】

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"Our organization is very concerned about the physical and mental conditions of our subordinates."

The strong man with a watermelon-seed face on the side spoke.

"In addition to wages, we regularly pay national health insurance, pension insurance, labor accident insurance, employment insurance, and nursing care insurance for our employees."

"At the same time, we will withdraw 10% of your monthly salary and save it for you as a reserve fund."

"This reserve fund will be transferred to your family when you die in the line of duty."

"That's very considerate."

Vodka twitched the corner of his mouth, revealing a smile that showed a boss caring for his subordinates, and gave a thumbs up, as if you can feel confident that you can join us.

Sakaki Makoto: "."

The conditional treatment sounds very generous, but

What the hell is dying in the line of duty?

Could it be that you want me to be a guinea pig?

Full of doubts, Sakaki asked: "Before filling out the employment application form, I would like to ask, what is your company's main business scope?"

"What responsibilities and status will I assume when I join your company?"

As if he had expected Sakaki's question, Vodka said: "Our job is very easy."

"Normally I won't restrict your personal freedom."

"But you have to be available when called."

"Complete the tasks assigned to you unconditionally. Do not ask questions. If necessary, we will tell you."

"As for your position."

Gin exhaled a cloud of smoke and took over the words: "Your position is that you have no position."

"No position?"

This was the first time Sakaki had heard of this kind of work.

Is it possible to get a free salary?

Gin nodded and seemed very patient. After all, Sakaki had never been in contact with them before, so it was normal to have questions. He also asked a lot of questions at the beginning.

"To be specific, our business scope is not just this research institute. We have extensive intelligence and technology exchanges with the IT industry, political circles, police, various universities, and the business community."

"This is an organization, a group, and we work hard toward a common goal."

"You just have to be absolutely loyal, and you'll have no problem with that."

Sakaki said: "So, you won't do things like kidnapping anymore?"

"Kidnapping?"

Gin and Vodka looked at each other and sneered.

"We don't bother to do something as low-level as kidnapping."

Gin put his feet on the table, smoked a cigarette leisurely, and stretched out his hand to light the table.

"Fill out this form and you'll be one of us."

"I will help you gradually become familiar with the organization until you can take charge of it on your own."

"You owe the Shangxin Group a small sum of 50 million. If you work hard in the organization, you can pay it off in half a year."

Sakaki leaned back, shocked.

Pay off 50 million in half a year? !

What organization is this?

Definitely involved in the underworld!

However, it was difficult for Sakaki to get useful information from Gin.

He hid himself in a black coat, wrapped it tightly, and the eyes that were occasionally exposed were as sharp as hawks.

Sakaki hasn't met such a difficult person for a long time.

Using profiling, he could roughly estimate most people's personality, living conditions, and occupation.

But profiling didn't work on Gin.

On the contrary, it was the watermelon seeds beside him, and Sakaki decoded a lot of information from him.

Although he was wearing sunglasses and couldn't see his eyes, there was a callus on the tiger's mouth of his right hand. When he relaxed, his thumb often rested on his bent index finger, but this was not the case on his left hand.

Right-handed, often uses firearms.

The location of the firearm should be on the left side of the chest.

Because he rested his right elbow on the table, it was easier to quickly draw out the gun.

When talking, the body is slightly tilted towards the man on the left, indicating that the man is the center and should be a horse boy.

The right brain of a person controls expression and vision. What the eyes see is often shown through expression, and the right brain controls the left half of the body.

When Watermelon Seed smiles, he usually uses the left side of his face, which shows that his personality is relatively simple.

The human left brain is in charge of thinking and language, and controls the right half of the body.

The expression on the right side of Xiguazi's face is not rich enough and is mostly in a dull state, indicating that his brain circuit is simple and not deep.

I was born to work.

On the other hand, the tall and thin man next to him had no fluctuations in his eyes, with a chilling coldness, as if he had wisdom that could see through people's hearts.

Sakaki Makoto felt a dangerous aura from him, a feeling he had only experienced from the old man.

This man was no ordinary person.

After hesitating for a while, Sakaki Makoto picked up a pen and began to fill out the form.

Making money was still more important.

The conditions proposed by the tall and thin man made it difficult for him to refuse.

It was really too much.

In less than ten minutes, Sakaki Makoto filled out the form and pushed it back.

Gin picked up the form and read it at a glance. He already knew the general information, and asked Sakaki Makoto to fill out the form mainly to test his honesty.

All the information was consistent, and Gin was very satisfied.

He looked down and saw two lines of words written in the specialty column.

"One hundred percent bullet avoidance?"

"Sixth sense?"

"Are you shooting a science fiction movie here?"

Vodka leaned over and couldn't help complaining.

They are a serious and formal organization. The key is that your bragging should be reliable!

The sixth sense is mysterious, so it’s better not to mention it.

Who dares to guarantee that he can dodge bullets 100%?

Gin also cast a scrutinizing look.

Seeing that they didn’t believe him, Sakaki Makoto shrugged and said helplessly: "Everything I said is true."

He can really dodge bullets.

If you insist, this is more like an ability acquired through acquired training.

The main thing is that he has an absolute sense of danger, and the feeling of tingling scalp will make him react subconsciously.

Although it sounds unscientific, it is true.

After all,

people’s physiques cannot be generalized.