How to file a resignation with Gin

Shirley helped him delete the dating software for the male address book, and said tactfully: "Have you been under a lot of pressure recently and have hallucinations?"

"...It's not tactful at all, you just suspect that I'm mentally ill?"

Shirley: "Sorry."

Xia Shu: "?"

After a while, Shirley suggested with a blank face: "I'm under a lot of psychological pressure and I need to see a doctor... Speaking of which, it's almost time for your psychological review, right?"

"It seems to be." Hojo Natsuki recalled, "You know my doctor, and I often can't get in touch with anyone. I sent him the news a few days ago, but he ignored me..."

He answered quite easily, but his heart was a little heavy. He took the phone and secretly said "Sure enough" - only he can see this weird game forum.

So what's the situation now?

There is no magical opportunity, just an ordinary day, when the mobile phone is dropped on the car carpet, 'Natsuki Hojo' as a game npc is bound to a player account.

The person who bound this thing for him wanted him to do something; could it be a trap deliberately designed by a certain civilization from a higher plane to shake his worldview as a human being in order to achieve the purpose of observation and experimentation?

If so, the aliens are probably going to be disappointed.Natsuki Hojo thought.He was fine with, even interested in, that he might be a cardboard man.

He was chatting with Shirley, planning to find someone easy to fool later and try again. A convenience store clerk might be a good choice.

"Ding--"

Very soft voice.

Unlike the ear receiving from the outside world, it is generated in the brain and transmitted to consciousness along the nerves.

"Did you hear the sound of 'ding'?" Hojo Natsuki looked around, he could hear a needle drop in the empty office, he murmured, "Here..."

Xue Li hesitated to speak: "Not at all. Speaking of it...tinnitus is also a manifestation of excessive psychological pressure."

As if to cater to her suggestion, the phone received a message, which was sent by the psychiatrist.

【Doctor: I'm free today, come today^-^】

Hojo Natsuki closed the phone, and really had nothing important to do in the afternoon, so he drove to Dr. Oba's private clinic.

When he opened the door and entered, the doctor was seriously auscultating an orange cat.

The cat had beautiful blue eyes and stared at him viciously; if it hadn't been held in the owner's arms, it would have jumped on it with its teeth and claws.

Host: "Doctor, how are you doing?"

The doctor put away the stethoscope and asserted: "I understand, it has depression, which has developed to a moderate level, and the situation is not optimistic."

Xia Shu: "..."

The master said with tears in his eyes, "Then what should we do?"

Doctor: "Well... Let's have it sterilized first."

The cat screamed hoarsely: "Mi - Mimi -"

Hojo Natsuki watched blankly as the owner was heartbroken by the doctor, and left holding the cat whimpering.

The doctor raised his face to look at him, and said with a smile: "Xia Shujun, you are here."

"...Although I have known it for a long time, I still want to sigh that your business scope is really wide."

The doctor folded his arms and said in a flirtatious tone, "It is my honor to serve the beautiful young lady."

He actually looks very ordinary, a public face that you can forget at a glance, the only feature worthy of praise is the pair of iris eyes; but he treats women very personable and full of charm, Hojo Natsuki bumped into him many times when he came to the clinic Female patient woos doctor.

The reason why he chose this seemingly outrageous doctor was because his resume was really brilliant and his tone was quite strict.

Before, due to mission needs, Hojo Natsuki sent someone to kidnap him, and used some torture methods to pry out the privacy of a certain important person from his mouth; however, this person can still laugh when he is tortured. He didn't reveal a word, and said with a happy face that he "finally got the death he dreamed of".

Because of this sentence, Hojo Natsuki was stunned for a long time, and ordered his subordinates to let him go and find another entry point.

"You're kind of like a friend I knew," he said to the doctor, "but that man is dead. He longs for death as much as you do, and seeks kindness in the end."

The doctor smiled half-smile: "Really? I hope I can do it too."

Not long after, Xia Shu also became a client of Dr. Oba.

This person is really not normal. After listening to the psychiatrist, he would sincerely suggest to the patient, "Have you ever considered suicide? It should be quite effective." Really need a psychiatrist.

The organization has been trying to arrange a psychiatrist for him after his 15-year-old car accident to help him recover his memory. Hojo Natsuki is tired of dealing with the organization's eyeliner, and this doctor Oba is very famous, so he regularly visits him for psychological counseling, and then coerces him to write report to the organization.

"Long time no see, what happened recently?" the doctor asked, "Did you find any clues about your young tame master?"

"I've already said it's not Young Shun Ran—can someone I met in my teens be called Young Shun Ran?"

"Okay." The doctor shrugged, "But you don't remember his name, so call him that for now."

Hojo Natsuki was too lazy to argue with the other party on this matter, so he opened the interface of the forum app and showed it to him: "Have you used this software before?"

The other party was slightly taken aback, and then naturally showed confusion: "Xia Shu-jun, which one are you talking about?"

He took back his phone: "Nothing."

You can basically confirm that this forum is only visible to you.

After the "ding" just now, the doctor immediately sent him a message, and Natsuki Hojo's first reaction was that it might be a reminder that his "teammate" was online.

After all, since he can log into the forum, he should be acquiescing that he has become a "player", and this doctor's style of painting is bizarre and not like that of Yangjian. Hojo Natsuki has repeatedly wondered how a person with no medical ethics like him became a well-known psychiatrist .

If the doctor is a player, protected by the will of the world, it can also be explained.

But the other party didn't seem to know it, looked left and right, and didn't have an ID on his head.

The doctor asked: "It's been so long, do you remember anything about those years?"

Hojo Natsuki shook his head: "Not at all."

His amnesia is a very evil thing.

It is said that he was in a car accident - the actual situation has not been verified. As far as the result is concerned, he lost his four-year memory from the age of 11 to 15.

It stands to reason that amnesia will greatly affect cognition and life, but Hojo Natsuki easily accepted the fact that he was 15 years old as if he woke up from a sleep.

After four years of study, he regained mastery in a few days, and it is not difficult to restore interpersonal communication. He can still speak fluent English; it is said that he lived abroad a few years ago and returned to Japan to settle at the age of 14. He accepts all of these, It went incredibly well.

It also made Hojo Natsuki have no sense of his own life, light and fluffy, like cotton.

So I also quickly accepted the trendy setting that I might be a paper man NPC.

"I still can't remember what he looks like." Hojo Natsuki squeezed the handle of the teacup, looking at his miniature in the clear liquid, "...but I must find him."

The doctor asked, "Do you have a crush on him?"

"I don't know, I haven't thought about this kind of thing." Hojo Natsuki shook his head, "When I leave the organization, I will go to California to settle down. I think he will be there."

The doctor also poured himself a cup of tea, and calmly pointed out: "You said that two years ago."

Xia Shu sighed: "...how can it be so easy to get out of the organization?"

The doctor asked again: "So, have you told anyone about You Xunran Jun? Like Gin?"

Hojo Natsuki stopped his movements, raised his eyes to look at him, and lowered his head as if nothing had happened: "...Of course not."

Except for the doctor, he didn't talk to anyone, let alone anyone in the organization.

The doctor raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled like a spring breeze.

"The files they showed me deliberately removed traces of a certain person. There is no evidence yet, but I firmly believe it....Young tame dye? No. It should be a good friend."

In the first year of working with Gin, the 17-year-old Xia Shushen told him mysteriously: "I think Gin might be that person."

"I always feel that he is also a sniper, with short hair and a mixed-race face, he looks quite unfriendly, he doesn't talk much, and he likes to hurt me when he speaks... This is my own imagination, but I think he is This kind of person. Gin is also like that.”

The doctor said at the time: "With such a general description, your organization should have many qualified candidates."

Xia Shu said firmly: "Yes, but I think he is different from others. I need to observe again. When I can confirm that it is him, I will ask."

Since Gin became the feared TopKiller in the other world, and the immortal Witch with Thousand Faces, the two major signs of the organization, the organization has already destroyed all files about him, and it is impossible to start an investigation.

Without knowing his real name, it is difficult to figure out his whereabouts.

The speed of code name iteration is very fast, except for Belmode, Rum and Boss, I am afraid that no one knows about his past.

"Doctor, it's strange. If I cough, Gin will pinch out the cigarette. Will TopKiller be so considerate to his subordinates? I think he must know me."

"Gin will even help me level up the game. It turns out that a real sniper will press the gun for the first time when playing FPS. I haven't learned it after playing for a week. I can't sleep because I deleted the game."

"I downloaded the game back because Kian...uh, the awesome female co-worker is playing it too. She's giving me points."

"Okay, I deleted it again, Gin doesn't allow me to play it....You ask why? Because Gin said that playing games is better than actual combat practice when you have time. Please, I'm a technician, and I'm very fragile. Fortunately, after I deleted it, he It was never mentioned.”

"But I sneaked back down!"

"It's broken, I was discovered by Gin playing games in the middle of the night."

"I practiced all day at the shooting range, I'm so tired, I'll never touch a gun again, Gin is so ruthless..."

"..."

"...something bad happened."

"But I think...forget it, I won't tell you about this. Don't be curious, you will die."

"..."

"..."

"..."

"...Doctor, Gin is not that person."

"He won't shoot me."