Conan: I'm Not a Ghost

Question: What kind of position can move around at will, but can also be monitored openly?

Sakaki was wearing a security uniform and listened to the captain talk in general about his experiences back then.

What defeated a dozen gunmen who robbed a bank?

He bravely saved a high school girl who was about to be hit by a car.

Wait, wait.

As a newcomer, you should listen carefully to the captain's instructions, but what this captain named Kitamura Hisamitsu says is all nonsense.

No nutrition at all.

Sakaki kept a straight face, held his head high, and felt sorry for the expensive suits he had stacked in the cabinet.

As for this job, Sakaki didn't resist it too much.

As a bank security guard, my monthly salary is 250,000 yuan, including food and accommodation. The treatment is pretty good.

The daily business is also very easy, just patrol back and forth to prevent anyone from taking advantage of others, and then help unload the goods.

Very relaxed.

The only shortcoming is the boss in front of me.

Kitamura Hisamitsu, 32 years old, is from Kanto. He has a mean and annoying personality. He has a "handsome" face that changes color every time he sees the flowers. He likes to look at the figures of beautiful women passing by and makes "tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk" sounds from time to time.

"Hey!"

Several female high school students passed by outside the backyard parking lot, and Kitamura Hisamitsu's eyes suddenly widened.

While he was salivating at the exposed thighs of the female high school students, he criticized righteously:

"Tsk, tsk, sakaki, look at the girls now."

"How shameless!"

"The skirt is lifted so high, it doesn't look like when I was in high school."

"Girls' skirts must stay below the knees!"

Sakaki couldn't listen any more, straightened his back, and said loudly:

"Captain Kitamura!"

"Times have changed!"

"This is not the Showa era anymore!"

Several female bank employees passing by suddenly laughed when they heard Sakaki's voice.

Kitamura Hisamitsu's face darkened, he didn't expect that Sakaki Makoto, a newcomer, would dare to contradict him in public.

Isn't it just on TV?

What's so cool about it?

He asked angrily:

"Sakaki! Are you saying I'm old?"

"Report to Captain Kitamura that there is something!"

Sakaki clasped his hands behind his back and stared straight ahead, his face expressionless.

Kitamura Kumitsu's teeth itched, his eyes rolled, and bad water welled up in his stomach.

He must take good care of this little brat!

snort!

Do you think being handsome means you can do whatever you want?

Aren't you still a security guard?

It just so happened that the manager of Nishimura said that he should take good care of the newcomer, so he would take good care of him.

But just when Kitamura Hisamitsu was about to put on Sakaki's shoes, a bright beige car slowly drove into the parking lot.

Kitamura Hisamitsu's eyes lit up, and he immediately ran over without caring about Sakaki Makoto.

Looking at Kitamura Hisamitsu's pug-like back, Sakaki snorted slightly.

"Who is it?"

Kitamura Hisamitsu diligently removed the roadblock sign and revealed a wide parking space.

He directed the car to reverse and allowed the beige car to park smoothly into the parking space.

Then he skillfully took out a sun umbrella, opened it, and ran to the driver's door.

"Miss Hirota, you are so punctual."

"I think this month's hardworking model is none other than you!"

First a long leg stretched out from the car door, and then a standard white bank uniform.

Finally, a young and beautiful woman stepped out of the car.

The long, silky black hair swept down her face and must have been carefully cared for.

There was no bloodshot or yellowish sclera in the clear dark green pupils, which were as calm as a mountain lake after the rain.

A fair complexion with no spots or moles, a moist and shiny complexion, all testify to good health.

besides

Sakaki couldn't help but admire it, "It's beautiful."

that is

A strong sense of familiarity came over me.

It was the same as when I saw the research director at the institute.

"Miss Hirota, let me hold an umbrella for you."

Kitamura Hisamitsu stepped forward flatteringly, wanting to stand beside Hirota Masami.

But Hirota Masami smiled and moved away without leaving a trace.

"Captain Kitamura, I won't bother you anymore, I still have to sign in."

After saying that, Hirota Masami hurriedly walked towards the back door.

Kitamura Hisamitsu was flabbergasted, cursed secretly, put away his umbrella, and when he looked up, he saw the smile on the corner of Sakaki Makoto's lips, and became angry with embarrassment.

"Sakaki Makoto! What are you laughing at!"

"No, Captain Kitamura, I'm not laughing."

Sakaki put away his smile and looked serious.

"I clearly saw you smiling just now!"

"Absolutely not."

Sakaki said word for word.

"I have been professionally trained not to laugh, no matter how funny it is."

Kitamura Hisamitsu rolled up his sleeves and wanted to teach this new guy a lesson, but at this moment.

"Sakaki Makoto?"

"Is it Cheng?"

Masami Hirota, who was about to enter the bank, stopped and turned around in confusion.

"Eh?"

Sakaki was startled.

Did you meet an acquaintance?

It's broken, it's broken

When I traveled through time, there was no memory attached to me!

How do you respond when you meet an acquaintance?

Who is the other party?

I have no idea at all!

Just when Sakaki was thinking about countermeasures, Masami Hirota walked in front of him.

She raised her head and looked at Sakaki seriously, her joy uncontrollable:

"It's indeed Cheng!"

"Why are you here?"

"It must have been ten years since we last met."

ten years?

Very good!

Sakaki Makoto caught the key point of Hirota Masami's words.

After not seeing each other for ten years, it is normal to become strangers.

The only problem now is the relationship between him and her.

"Ahem, yes, yes, we haven't seen each other for ten years, Hirota."

Kitamura Hisamitsu just called her Miss Hirota, and Sakaki Makoto remembered it.

But when the word Hirota came out, she was slightly stunned.

"Makoto you."

"You don't remember me?"

Oh no!

Something big happened!

It seems that the relationship between him and her is not that simple!

In Japanese customs, it is most common to call each other by their surnames, and only close and familiar people will call each other by their names.

It was obviously wrong to call her by her surname just now!

Relationships that can be called by their names.

Relatives, friends, lovers.

Sakaki Makoto had several thoughts flashing through his mind, but he had no clue at all.

Don't panic!

He tried to calm himself down and used a profile on Hirota Masami.

Since she knew his identity just now, although she was surprised, there was no physical contact.

The distance between the two parties is 1.1 meters, which is within the intimate range, and it can be concluded that the two people have a good relationship.

There is no record of the surname Hirota in his family, which means that they are not relatives.

If they are really relatives, they live in Tokyo and would not have not dealt with each other for ten years.

When she rejected Kitamura Hisamitsu just now, her tone was gentle and her face was full of a kind smile, which shows that she is kind-hearted, gentle and tactful.

After all, she can even tolerate Kitamura Hisamitsu.

When she walked, her steps were firm and in unison, proving that she had no hesitation in her heart and should be a brave and strong person.

Ten years ago, they were still teenagers, and the possibility of being lovers was very small.

Besides, there was no affection in her eyes...

In summary, Makoto Sakaki believed that she should not be his lover or relative, and the possibility of being a friend was the greatest.

This would be much easier.

Makoto Sakaki showed an apologetic and immature smile, disguising himself as a simple-minded person.

The innocent smile, coupled with his harmless handsome face, is simply impeccable.

"I'm so sorry, I had a car accident before, and I can't remember my childhood memories clearly."