Conan: I'm Not a Ghost

"Ouch!"

"It's indeed you!"

The boss threw the spoon on the table and grabbed Sakaki's hands, feeling emotional.

"You are my idol!"

"I saw you on TV, you scolded me so well!"

"I have long been dissatisfied with the Metropolitan Police!"

"Come on, come on, sign your name!"

The boss skillfully pulled out a signed copy from under the stall, and thoughtfully handed over a carbon pen.

Sakaki held the pen, feeling a little embarrassed.

He never expected that his casual complaints would generate such a big response.

Could it be that this is called the butterfly effect?

After signing his name with a few strokes, Sakaki returned the signed copy to his boss.

"I'll make a call."

While the boss was cooking noodles, Sakaki walked out of the stall with his cell phone and dialed the number on the business card Vodka gave him.

beep.

beep.

beep.

Click.

The call was connected, but there was no sound from the other party. Sakaki said "Hello" and hung up the phone immediately.

Not long after, Sakaki's cell phone rang.

An unfamiliar number was displayed on the phone.

Sakaki pressed the answer button.

"Sakaki Makoto?"

A deep voice came from the microphone, it was Gin.

"It's me."

"Well, save this number. You can use this number to contact me in the future."

It's quite mysterious

Sakaki sneered and said, "Okay."

Gin added:

"I've watched TV."

"Why are you involved with the Metropolitan Police?"

Gin's voice was a little cold, and he seemed to be in a bad mood.

Sakaki Cheng explained: "On the way to buy a mobile phone, a murder happened."

"After solving the case, I happened to meet a reporter for an interview."

"I just complained a few times."

Sakaki now regrets even more than Cao Cao.

I had a falling out with the Metropolitan Police. Will I be rewarded for solving the case in the future?

Whether the police will let him enter the scene remains to be seen.

If he is stopped by the police and his talents are nowhere to be used, what will he do if he owes money?

well.

Talking too much brings tears to my eyes.

Gin didn't doubt Sakaki's motives at all.

If Sakaki was from the Metropolitan Police Department, why would he yell at the Metropolitan Police Department in front of the TV station?

He believed what Sakaki said.

It was just an accident.

However, it is still necessary to remind Sakaki Makoto.

"We need to keep a low profile."

"Don't be too pushy."

"Otherwise, you'll be in trouble if you get targeted by the police."

"Just in time, I have a task for you here."

Sakaki was stunned. He just joined the job today and he already has a mission?

This was too fast, he wasn't mentally prepared yet.

Thinking of the salary of 1 million yuan, Sakaki felt relieved.

If someone offers such a high price, they definitely don't want you to be idle.

The more you take, the more you do.

but

The so-called mission is not to get yourself into the Metropolitan Police Department!

Don't, just go by my reputation within the Metropolitan Police Department.

If you go in, you will have to wear small shoes.

Fortunately, Gin did not let him enter the Metropolitan Police Department, but gave him a strange mission.

"I want you to work at Mitsubishi Bank in Yoneka Town."

Um?

Sakaki frowned.

Of course he had heard of Siling Bank, it was a famous bank.

The location was not far from the house where he lived, just a few blocks away.

But

Why did Gin let him take a job at Mitsubishi Bank?

Just as he was thinking this, Gin's voice came again:

"We have already arranged the identity information for you, you just need to go to work."

"You don't need to worry about anything else. You just need to keep an eye on one person."

"who?"

Sakaki asked subconsciously.

"Miyano. Oh no, her name is Hirota Masami now."

Gin sneered: "She is also a member of the organization and is performing a secret mission."

"What secret mission?"

There was silence on the other side of the phone for a moment, and Gin said with some displeasure:

"You don't need to know that much."

"Hirota Masami doesn't know your identity."

"Don't confess to her, just keep an eye on her."

"You have to report to me any movements she makes, once a day."

"Do you understand?"

Sakaki was silent. His rich experience in handling cases told him that Gin had ulterior motives.

The task is not just as simple as staring at each other.

"Why don't you speak?"

Seeing that Sakaki didn't reply, Gin asked again.

Only this time, his tone became even colder.

"Okay, I get it."

Sakaki decided to agree temporarily and see what Gin wanted to do.

"very good."

Gin raised the corners of his mouth and blew out a smoke ring leisurely.

"This is your first assignment in the organization."

"It is also a test for you by the organization."

"By passing this test, you can get a reward of 1 million yuan, which also means that you have officially become a member of the organization."

"Tomorrow, you go to work."

Click

Without giving Sakaki a chance to reply, Gin hung up the phone directly after saying the last sentence.

Sakaki was a little confused when he heard the busy tone coming from the phone.

Gin didn't provide him with much useful information.

All he knows now is that the other party had ulterior motives for letting him join Mitsubishi Bank.

Staring at a woman named Hirota Masami.

Do you still need to report every day?

How it sounds.

Is this like catching a mistress?

Sakaki used profiling to decipher Gin's true intentions.

But no useful information was obtained.

We can only wait until we go to Siling Bank tomorrow and it depends on the situation.

Sakaki never thought that he would become an office worker so soon.

It seems that the leisurely days are coming to an end soon.

"Mr. Sakaki Makoto!"

"Your ramen is ready!"

The aroma of ramen wafted up, and Sakaki sniffed his nose, putting all the unpleasant things behind him.

Regardless of whether there will be a flood tomorrow, filling your stomach first is the most important thing.

Tokyo Bay, port pier, night.

Loads and loads of containers were piled up like a mountain, but they couldn't stop the wet and cold sea breeze.

In the darkness, Gin closed the phone and took a puff of cigarette.

The red fire head flashed, and the sound of falling water came from behind.

Vodka clapped his hands and walked to Gin.

"It's done, brother!"

"Did Sakaki agree?"

Ginjiu narrowed his eyes slightly, exhaled a breath, and said slowly:

"Um."

Vodka asked again:

"Aren't we going to tell him why?"

"Since the organization has decided to reuse him, it would be better to let him know about the organization's business earlier."

Gin held a cigarette in his mouth, put his cell phone in his arms, and walked towards the Porsche.

"It's not yet time."

"Although the superiors have decided to reuse him, it is not certain whether he can accept the organization's business."

"If he can successfully complete this task."

"It's not too late for us to make it clear to him again."

Vodka laughed.

"Brother is wise."

The next morning, it was sunny.

Last night's weather forecast said that today's rainfall rate would be 73%, and it turned out to be cloudless weather.

It seems that weather forecasts cannot be trusted.

Sakaki put away his umbrella, stood at the gate of Mitsubishi Bank, took a deep breath, and stepped forward.

The electronic doors automatically opened to both sides. There were not many customers in the bank. There were only two old ladies sitting on chairs and dozing off.

A manager came forward and said, "Sir, what kind of business do you want to handle?"

"I'm here to get hired."

"My name is Sakaki Makoto."