Conan: I'm Not a Ghost

"Look, look! That guy is so handsome!"

"Hush! What if he hears it!"

"Then go up and ask for your phone number!"

Sakaki Cheng heard conversations like this dozens of times along the way. The age of the speaker ranged from an 8-year-old lolita to an 80-year-old aunt.

Thanks to them, Sakaki's journey could be described as a world of ice and fire. The looks from the men were as cold as ice, while the looks from the women were as hot as fire.

Being handsome is also a sin.

Qingchang Experimental Biological Research Institute is not far from my home, just two blocks away.

Looking at the door of Nuo University's research institute, Sakaki felt a little silent.

This is the center of Miwa Town, and every inch of land is precious. To open a research institute here, the amount of money required to invest is astronomical.

The boss of the institute showed off his extraordinary financial resources without hesitation. The two security guards in black clothes and sunglasses at the door were as tall as brown bears.

Not short of money.

Sakaki read these three words from the sunglasses of the security guard at the door.

After hesitating for a moment while holding the letter, Sakaki walked towards the door.

"stop!"

"What do you do!"

Before he could get close, two security guards stopped him.

Sakaki Cheng raised the letter paper in his hand and said, "I received an invitation from your company and came for an interview."

The two security guards in black were startled, looked at each other, and said quietly: "So our company recruits new people through interviews?"

"I don't know!"

"How did you get in?"

"I don't know! I just came in confused. What about you?"

"I don't know either!"

"What should he do?"

"Whatever, go in and ask the boss."

"good!"

One security guard turned and entered the institute, and another security guard said: "Wait a moment, we need to verify your identity."

The conversation between the two was completely heard by Sakaki Cheng, who had serious doubts about the reliability of this company.

Don’t you even know how you got in?

This is too unreliable!

Don't be some pyramid scheme.

Facing Sakaki's suspicious gaze, the security guard showed his extraordinary qualities, covering his crotch with his hands in front of his body, not looking sideways, with the determination of "I am loyal and keep my mouth shut".

Sakaki took out his cigarettes and handed one to him, but the security guard remained unmoved.

"Maybe we will be colleagues in the future, so there is no need to be so formal."

"You want to be a security guard too?"

The man in black was finally shaken, and took the cigarette from Sakaki Cheng, his eyebrows began to dance: "Hey! Brother, let me tell you, the security treatment of this company is very good!"

"Three meals a day, a monthly salary of hundreds of thousands!"

"but."

The man in black looked around and lowered his voice: "They may be gangsters!"

A good one is tight-lipped and loyal.

Sakaki was convinced.

I haven’t asked a word yet, but you’ve just said it all.

The trouble of clichés is eliminated.

Fortunately, you are a security guard. If you were a researcher, why not sell the company?

The word "yakuza" caught Sakaki's attention. He took out his lighter, smiled and lit a cigarette for the security guard, then lit it for himself and took a puff.

"Hey, gangsters? Isn't your job very dangerous?"

The security guard in black proudly raised his clothes, revealing the gun underneath, and patted his chest: "There's a guy here!"

Sakaki narrowed his eyes. Even the outermost security guards were wearing firearms?

This company is really not that simple.

"What kind of business do you usually do?"

"Kidnapping? Or abduction?"

The security guard in black said displeasedly: "What kind of company do you think we are!"

"We are doing serious business!"

"I will never do anything like kidnapping!"

If you don't kidnap, then it's kidnapping?

Sakaki took a puff of his cigarette, his mind spinning.

High returns come with high risks, and he was mentally prepared before coming.

but.

Does a kidnapping require such a large research institute as a cover?

Who can I kidnap to get my money back?

Understand the king? Or Anhou San?

"To tell you the truth, we are responsible for guarding the door. We will not let you in or let you out."

The security guard in black took a few puffs from his cigarette, but he didn't know whether it was because of the intensity of the smoke or because he had a brain convulsion, so he started to self-destruct again.

"How do you say this?"

Sakaki is a little curious. He won't let him in or let him out?

It was indeed a kidnapping!

"It's that group of researchers. They spend all day studying nothing. The boss said they won't be allowed out and outsiders won't be allowed in."

"Our group of security guards are only responsible for guarding the gate and unloading goods. We don't know anything else."

The security guard in black complained: "Look at all my muscles, wouldn't they be wasted just looking at the door?"

It seems that I have been suppressing it for too long and finally found someone to complain about. These words are like a faucet that has been turned on and cannot be stopped at all.

"I heard that they are developing some kind of drug that will win some Nobel Prize once it is released!"

"Nobel Prize?"

"Yes, yes! Nobel Prize!" The security guard in black pointed at himself with a smile: "You think, such an important thing definitely requires a dedicated security guard like me!"

"Boss's requirements are very strict and you must abide by the rules, but don't worry, I will protect you from now on!"

Sakaki was immediately flattered and didn't even dare to take it seriously.

This is a real big brother.

A strange flower in the security world.

Professional ethics is a big deal.

For this reason, Makoto Sakaki is deeply worried about the future of this research institute.

"My name is Yoshino Nobuo, what's your name?"

The black-clad security guard put out his cigarette butt and stretched out his broad palm.

"Makoto Sakaki."

The two palms clasped tightly.

The electronic door behind him opened.

"Hey, Nobuo! The boss let him in."

The security guard just now came out.

Yoshino Nobuo patted Makoto Sakaki on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Go, I believe you can stay!"

"You are a talent!"

"Thank you, you are also a talent."

Makoto Sakaki followed the security guard, waved to Yoshino Nobuo who was reluctant to leave as if he had found a confidant, and walked into the door.

In the research institute, you can often see security guards in black clothes. They are like stone sculptures, standing in place and not smiling.

A rough count shows that there are at least a dozen people.

"Your company's defense is very strict." Makoto Sakaki praised.

"Hmm?" The security guard leading the way turned around and smiled: "There are only 20 security guards in the institute, and the rest are researchers."

"There are surveillance cameras everywhere here. Our main responsibility is to guard the front and back doors and prevent others from entering and leaving."

The 360-degree surveillance cameras cover the entire institute. In just one corridor, Makoto Sakaki saw no less than five or six.

Such strict precautions can be said to be watertight.

The premise is to exclude security guards like Yoshino Nobuo.

However, Yoshino Nobuo does not know the inside story of the institute at all, and can only be regarded as the outer layer of the outer layer.

The real core secret is not something that these security guards can know.

Makoto Sakaki came to a door with a password lock.

The security guard leading the way did not know the password, so he pressed the green communication button above the password lock and revealed his identity to the camera above his head.

Click!

The electronic doors unlocked one by one, and the security guard turned to Makoto Sakaki and said, "You can go in by yourself next. The room at the end is it."

The cold light of metal flashed in the bluish-white passage, and the incandescent lights on both sides were a bit dazzling.

This is a completely blocked passage. The doors on both sides are controlled by electronic locks. It is impossible to enter without the permission of the people inside.

It's like an island suspended in the air.

Walking through this passage, the world behind the door will be completely different.

Makoto Sakaki became more and more curious about this research institute.

Pushing open the door at the end, an empty room suddenly appeared.

Behind the long table, Gin and Vodka sat side by side, with an inexplicable smile on their lips.

"Welcome back."

I mourn the world's number one!