Conan: I'm Not a Ghost

"ah"

Hirota Masami covered her mouth and asked nervously: "So, are you, your body okay?"

"There are no sequelae or anything like that."

Masami Hirota seemed to want to come up and check his body, but Sakaki took a step back without leaving a trace, avoiding her hand.

"I'm fine, thank you for your concern."

At this moment, Sakaki acted like a stranger.

Actually strangers too.

For Sakaki Makoto.

Hirota Masami's face became lonely, and she asked unwillingly: "Then you don't even remember Shiho?"

"The relationship between you two was the best back then."

Shiho?

Who?

Hearing the unfamiliar name, Sakaki was confused.

Seeing Sakaki's expression, Hirota Masami understood.

The injury must have been serious, causing the memory of his childhood to be completely lost.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for him not to remember Shiho.

If it hadn't been for Sakaki's father, they would have been helpless.

Masami Hirota felt indescribably uncomfortable.

"I'm sorry about your father."

"Um?"

Sakaki frowned and his eyes became serious.

"You know my father?"

Hirota Masami raised her head in disbelief, full of astonishment:

"How much memory have you lost?"

"Don't you remember such an important thing?"

Sakaki shook his head:

"I don't remember."

Regarding the photo frame on the desk, Sakaki could feel that there were many secrets hidden in it.

But he had no way of finding out, including his life experience and background.

But now I finally meet someone who may know the secret of that year.

Sakaki lowered his head and met Hirota Masami's eyes.

He looked at Masami Hirota, and Masami Hirota looked at him.

After a long time, he raised his head and sighed regretfully.

He could only read the apology in Masami Hirota's eyes.

On the side, Kitamura Hisamitsu clenched his fists with envy and hatred.

All kinds of negative emotions overflow

Who in the bank doesn't know about his pursuit of Hirota Masami?

Who dares to step in?

As the head of the bank's security department, he has a strong say.

Whether a bank employee can clock in on time or not all depends on his face.

After all, the bank manager is his uncle.

But this brat like Sakaki Cheng dared to flirt with Masa Hirota on his first day here.

In the eyes of Kitamura Hisamitsu, the conversation between Sakaki Makoto and Hirota Masami was full of affection.

This is because he sees people through colored glasses.

In fact, Sakaki Makoto and Hirota Masami always maintained a safe distance and never crossed the line at all.

But this does not prevent Hisamitsu Kitamura from misinterpreting the relationship between the two.

"Hey, Sakaki Makoto!"

"Are you going to work or not?"

"It doesn't matter what time it is!"

Kitamura Hisamitsu squeezed in between the two of them angrily, and immediately changed his face when he looked at Hirota Masami.

"Miss Hirota, of course I'm not talking about you."

"Don't get me wrong. It's just the boy's first day at work. He has a lot to learn."

Hirota Masami nodded and said:

"I shouldn't have dragged Cheng into talking so much."

"I'm going to work first."

"Cheng, do you have time after get off work?"

"Let's have a nice chat."

Sakaki had this in mind and agreed without hesitation.

"Okay, I get off work at half past five."

Hirota Masami smiled, opened the back door and walked into the bank.

"Haven't you seen enough?"

"Should I put you in the lobby so that you can have a good chat about old times?"

Kitamura Hisamitsu's voice pulled Sakaki's head back.

Sakaki glanced at him.

"Okay, thank you Captain Kitamura."

Kitamura Hisamitsu's face suddenly turned the color of pig liver, and he became furious.

"Didn't you hear that I was saying something sarcastic?!"

"Okay! You don't have to defend yourself!"

"Isn't it famous?"

"Then you go and stand at the gate handing out leaflets to me!"

Kitamura Hisamitsu took out a stack of bank leaflets from somewhere and stuffed them into Sakaki Makoto's hands.

"If I can't pay you all, I'll deduct one day's salary from you!"

Sakaki glanced at him lightly, turned around and left.

For little people like this, they just love to dance.

The more you ignore them, the more aggressive they become.

Before leaving the parking lot, Sakaki remembered the mission Gin had given him, and turned around and asked: "Captain Kitamura, do you know a person named Hirota Masami?"

Behind him, Kitamura Hisamitsu, who was enjoying himself, suddenly stiffened.

There is no doubt that this is a provocation!

Sakaki is using another method to take revenge on himself!

Damn it!

Damn it!

Is he mocking himself as a toad that wants to eat swan meat? !

Kitamura Hisamitsu's face was livid with anger, and his orifices were about to burst into smoke.

He was so angry that he exhausted all his strength and shouted in despair:

"Get out of here!!!"

Sakaki scratched his head and muttered:

Didn't I just ask a question?

As for being so angry?

etc.

An idea flashed in Sakaki's mind.

Kitamura Hisamitsu likes the woman named Hirota just now.

The person he is looking for also has the surname Guangtian.

Could it be

Is she Masami Hirota?

Sakaki's face changed slightly.

He thought of something very bad.

Gin had said that Masami Hirota was from within the organization.

Masami Hirota knows her father.

Could it be that his father is also related to the organization?

In this case, the crow emblem on the pistol is the symbol of the organization?

In an instant, Sakaki Makoto thought of so many things.

Like a flood that broke through the dam, his thoughts suddenly became clear.

Yes, yes, if the original father was not a member of the organization, then how could the organization find him?

And send an interview invitation?

This is obviously a routine of father-son inheritance!

Interesting.

Sakaki Makoto's mouth rose, and when everything was figured out, he found that things were far more complicated than he had imagined.

This also aroused his occupational disease.

The truth is like a gray fog, erratic.

Walking in, you may get lost and be swallowed by the fog, or you may pass through the fog and see the truth behind the incident.

It seems that the key to all this is still the woman named Hirota Masami.

Holding a thick stack of flyers, Sakaki Makoto stood at the door of the bank.

It was just after eight o'clock, and the number of pedestrians on the street gradually increased. Office workers in suits and ties hurried by, and occasionally there would be late high school girls holding bread slices in their mouths waiting for a chance encounter.

Sakaki Makoto was a little confused.

He had never distributed flyers before.

How could he distribute all the flyers in the shortest possible time?

This was a difficult technical challenge to overcome.

Looking at the constantly changing crowd in front of him, Sakaki Makoto took a deep breath, raised the corners of his mouth 45 degrees, put on a standard professional fake smile, stopped someone at random, and handed over a flyer:

"Miss, would you like to see the latest discounts of our bank?"

The female office worker who was stopped was a little impatient. Just when she wanted to ask Sakaki Makoto to get out of the way, she saw Sakaki Makoto's face.

Cupid shot the arrow of love, and in an instant, her heart was beating wildly.

Huh?

What's going on?

He's a little handsome.

No, no, I have to be reserved!

I can't lose myself when I see a handsome guy!

But if it's a star, it's another story.

Her eyes turned into stars, and she held Sakaki Makoto's right hand and shouted excitedly:

"Are you the so-and-so on TV last night?"

The words of the female office worker made the crowded and busy crowd quiet for a moment, and everyone turned their heads and looked at Sakaki Makoto.

"Isn't he Sakaki Makoto?!"

"He's the one who scolded the Metropolitan Police Department on TV last night!"

"He's a celebrity!"

The pedestrians rushed up in surprise and surrounded Sakaki Makoto with fiery eyes.

Looking at the crowd who looked like fanatical fans seeing their idols, Sakaki Makoto couldn't help but take a breath:

"Hiss"