After taking a few sips of the tempura udon soup base in the noodle cup, Higashinohara smacked his mouth twice, feeling a little nostalgic for the sour and refreshing taste of Laotan pickled cabbage in his previous life.
He got up from the tatami and went to the balcony where clothes could only be hung. He opened the trash can and threw the remaining debris in. He opened the window to disperse the smell.
It had been raining continuously for the past two days, and the light rain outside the window stopped in the evening. The setting sun cleared the haze in the sky and fell on the corridor outside. Higashinohara looked out the window but thought about the part-time recruitment he had just done.
There is no free lunch,
If it were to fall, it wouldn't hit you.
This is the realization Higashinohara had from his previous life.
Facing the waiter job he just saw that paid ten times the hourly wage, he couldn't help but feel a little suspicious in his heart.
Isn't this some new scam?
Higashinohara was suspicious, and took a closer look at the sponsoring company behind the recruitment information - Sigmund International Trading Company. It seemed that he had never heard of it.
He casually cut out the browser and searched for it, and the expression on his face gradually became a bit surprised.
So-called international trading companies are generally companies engaged in the exchange of goods and services between different countries, and Sigmund is exactly the same. Its business scope is quite large, ranging from mechanical and electrical equipment to communication equipment, medical equipment to chemical industry.
Raw materials, even clothing, shoes, hats, cosmetics... almost everything that can make money is involved, and it is like an international behemoth.
This APP that Higashinohara often uses has strict audits on companies that publish recruitment information. It cannot be said that there is no possibility of fraud, but it is minimal, and the cost is higher than deceiving a poor student.
Not worth it at all.
He is very thoughtful. Since there is a high probability that the company will have no problems and the salary is so high, he must not be the only one to see this recruitment information, so the employment threshold may not be simple.
Give it a try?
Towards the end of the month, the 100,000 yen sent by my parents in Hokkaido for living expenses, plus the savings from my regular part-time job, left me 50,000 yen.
There is no way, the consumption in New Tokyo is too high. A meal in a restaurant usually costs 7,000 to 8,000 yen. Buying some decent clothes in the mall starts at 10,000 yen. Plus miscellaneous living expenses, even if you don’t have money, you can still manage your own finances.
There is a way.
Higashinohara no longer hesitated and chose to submit his "resume" with one click - in fact, what kind of jobs he had before, his physical condition, his evaluation of his personal character... and a real handsome photo without beauty or PS.
Considering that this kind of part-time job is usually more wolf than meat, he didn't hold out much hope and checked other part-time job information. After the weekend exercise, he definitely couldn't be idle.
Unexpectedly, he had only been browsing for a few minutes when the APP received a message. Dongye opened it and looked at it. His face suddenly looked surprised and surprised.
Did you pass it so quickly?
I took a look at the information the other party gave me - we will gather at a villa near Odaiba Seaside Park in Minato City at three o'clock the day after tomorrow for a brief "entry training". After the dinner, you can receive ten times the salary of an ordinary part-time job.
Call it a day and leave.
It turns out that there were times when I was actually hit by a pie...
Sigmund International Trading Company?
Higashinohara remembered this wealthy company in his mind. He seemed to have just seen that there is a branch in Wano Country, but he couldn't find a formal office building on the city map. Otherwise, he would not be able to stay in Tokyo and find a job after graduation.
You can also try your luck.
...
Same time, different place.
Chiyoda Ward, the main store of the Metropolitan Police Department, in the office of the 13th Division of the 3rd Investigation Team.
At half past five, it was already the time for civil servants to get off work. The lights in the office were brightly lit, and everyone was so busy that their feet did not touch the ground, and there was a breeze as they walked.
Next door to the office,
It is a sealed special training room.
In front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, Sugita Tsukasa bares his upper body with muscular lines like a horned dragon, holding a katana named [Song of Sin] in both hands. A faint blue cold air oozes from the blade, and the sweat on his body is like particles.
Like beans, they rolled down the ravine.
He picked up the transparent water glass next to him and took a sip of water. He then held the glass upright and slowly tilted the mouth of the glass. A normal person could see the water flowing down like a waterfall.
Sugita Tsukasa, who was lying low, narrowed his eyes slightly like a ferocious beast, but the samurai sword in his other hand completed countless cuts in the electric light and stone fire. The water waterfall in front of him first seemed to be held up by an invisible force and was stagnant for a moment, and then it was incredible.
It condenses into blue ice crystals at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The next moment, his speed accelerated again, and the sound of roaring through the air was heard layer by layer!
The ice crystals that had not yet fallen were suddenly shattered into powder by the invisible particles of power, and then strangely turned into a rising white mist under the bloody sunset outside the floor-to-ceiling window.
call-!
Sugita opened his mouth and sprayed out a white mist snake, which was followed by an extremely sharp breath like a bellows.
At this time, the wet sweat beads on his body had condensed into ice crystals and fell to the ground. There was a crisp sound like big beads and small beads falling on a jade plate.
【Devil May Cry】!
The blue ice ability with talent serial number 51.
But Tsukasa Sugita, a fifth-level and second-level superpower, has a soul-stirring feeling.
Dong dong dong—!
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door outside the training room.
"Captain, colleagues from the Communications Department found out!"
At this time, the intern liaison officer Aragaki Mai quickly walked outside the door and shouted excitedly.
After a brief silence, the door was opened, and Sugita Tsukasa, who was dressed neatly again, appeared in front of Mai Aragaki with a cold and calm face.
Mai Aragaki was stunned for a moment, and glanced at Sugita Tsukasa's hair subconsciously. She grinned, wanting to smile, but quickly glanced back.
Sugita Tsukasa had just finished training. Although all the sweat beads on his body were condensed into ice particles by the cold air when using his abilities, his hair was wet and frozen. At this time, he had a super Saiyan aura, which was worthy of the
That expressionless and cold face seemed a bit inconsistent.
"What's going on?" Sugita asked.
Mai Aragaki quickly looked away, handed over a piece of information, and quickly reported the report, "We have screened the recently missing teenagers. There is nothing in common with their missing places and times, and they seem to be completely unrelated."
Having said this, Aragaki Mai glanced at Tsukasa Sugita who was looking down at the materials, and continued to report, "But after friends from the Communications Department conducted a large-scale communications investigation, they discovered that a week before these missing persons disappeared, she or she was
The words [Sigmund International Trading Company] appeared once or twice in the calls, text messages and online chat messages of the friends next to me.”
"Sigmund International Trading Company?" Tsukasa Sugita chewed on the name.
"That's right." Yui Aragaki nodded, handed another piece of material in her hand, and continued speaking quickly when she got into the mood:
"This is an international trading company. Many countries on the mainland have their branches. On the surface, the legal representative of the head office is an aristocratic woman. But in fact, when disputes arise in other countries, she is the one who comes to resolve them.
People from the interest group of Representative Hope of the World Government.”
"Congressman Hope? Is that him?"
Tsukasa Sugita narrowed his eyes slightly, subconsciously thinking of Catwoman, a thief who was arrested the day before yesterday after being reported by a high school student and handed over to the Judgment Department of the World Government.
The person who put pressure on the upper echelons of the Metropolitan Police Department at that time... seemed to be a captain of the Adjudication Division who had been promoted by Councilor Hope. Anyone who knows the inside story of the World Government knows this relationship.
Thinking of Representative Hope in the House of Lords, Sugita could not help but frown slightly.
The Parliament of the World Government was formed after the celestial beings invaded this world by aircraft a thousand years ago (later some historians believed that they were escaping) and the war that nearly destroyed the world and killed both humans broke out. The two sides stopped the car at the critical moment and compromised.
"Products of political independence".
The parliament is divided into the [Celestial House] and the [Public House], and over the years it was gradually shortened to the [House of Lords] and the [House of Commons].
The House of Lords is held by 500 nobles among heavenly beings, with no term limit;
The House of Commons is occupied by powerful people and social elites from more than 300 countries on two continents in the world who seek the right to speak for mankind. It also has 500 seats, is elected every three years, and has positions such as Speaker, Deputy Speaker and Directors.
.
Councilor Hope is the representative of an interest group among the heavenly nobles in the House of Lords. Although he is not as good as the "Nine Families" of the top heavenly nobles, his huge influence is also spread across two continents, and Hope himself is said to have a talent serial number of 22
[Cang Lei] is a seventh-level man with absolute ability, but he lives in seclusion and has people around him to handle everything. Very few people have seen him take action.
...
"International trading company?"
Sugita Tsukasa chewed on the name again.
With his sensitive professional sense, he connected the disappearance case with these things, and a word that was deeply hated by countless people quickly came to his mind.
Human traffickers!
But then came doubts.
...
You must know that most of the heavenly nobles are born with various abilities, and their physical quality is no less than that of those with low-level physical abilities. Therefore, they also think highly of themselves. In their eyes, ordinary humans are no different from livestock in the eyes of humans.
The reason why the old fox Masato Ishikawa in the previous search of the First Class found out about Representative Hope stopped the momentum. On the one hand, it was due to the pressure of the world government where the gods controlled most of the say. On the other hand, it was because of the pressure of Representative Hope on the world government.
The public identity is respected, even if the joint arbitration between the upper and lower houses is opened, it will be difficult for people to connect it with the disappearance case of ordinary humans in Wano Country.
But that’s exactly what happened.
Sugita Tsukasa felt that there must be something fishy in it.
Aragaki Mai looked at Sugita Tsukasa's thoughtful look, paused and reported the report again, "In addition, news came from the Immigration Bureau that a large number of unidentified immigrants have appeared in major cities in Wano in the past week. According to the on-site cameras,
The information and portraits were compared to a certain revolutionary army suspected of operating in the Grand Duchy of Shayash in the north, and..."
"What else?" Sugita asked with a frown.
Mai Aragaki thought of a certain rumor within the Thirteenth Team, glanced at Sugita Tsukasa curiously, looked away and quickly reported the report:
"It is also suspected that Donghai is looking for the captain of the second division of the [Dragon of Sakamoto] pirate group - Ryunosuke Kamiki, a fifth-level three-sword swordsman with talent sequence 49 of [Enma]."
Hearing the name 'Kamiki Ryunosuke', Sugita Tsukasa was obviously startled, and seemed to be in a trance for a moment. Then he quickly returned to normal and asked:
"Have you found out their purpose?"
"It's still not possible to investigate their movements clearly."
Mai Aragaki shook her head, looked at Tsukasa Sugita and asked, "Captain, could this be related to this disappearance case?"
Sugita did not answer the question. He was silent for a while before saying, "It's hard to say now. Inform the Ministry of Public Security Mobile Search Team to quickly investigate the movements of these unknown immigrants. I will get the preliminary results by tomorrow night at the latest."
"yes!"
Aragaki Mai quickly ran out.
After Mai Aragaki left, Tsukasa Sugita returned to the training room and looked out the floor-to-ceiling windows of the high-rise building at the bustling streets with people coming and going. The haze above his head once again blocked the light of the setting sun, and the sky was so dark that it made people feel uncomfortable.
My mood unconsciously became a little depressed.
Thinking of the name that Mai Aragaki mentioned just now, a tall and generous figure appeared in Sugita's mind unconsciously, filled with endless energy and enthusiasm in everything he did.
you...
What does all this have to do with anything?!
Sugita took out a slow breath and tightened the long knife in his hand.
...
Hokkaido, New Chitose Airport.
It was raining heavily, and a commercial aircraft bound for New Tokyo flew off the runway like an eagle and disappeared into the black clouds overhead. The flashing signal lights dyed the rolling dark clouds a bright red.
In the first-class cabin, the tall man sitting near the aisle yawned, and twisted his strong body comfortably on the soft Chihuashi seat under his buttocks. He squinted and looked at the passengers who had just left not far away.
The pretty stewardess from the past couldn't help but let out a sigh of happiness.
"Yeah, yeah! It's really more comfortable to fly... I'm going to vomit just hanging around on the boat every day. How about... Kojima, go and suggest to Boss Sakamoto that we should not be pirates in the future, but become snitches."
Bar?"
Listening to the incoherent words in my ears, sitting near the porthole was a fashionably dressed woman with sunglasses covering most of her face.
She wore a long black windbreaker with a fur collar on her upper body, a dark red Chinese cardigan and mini skirt underneath, and black knee-high high-heeled leather boots. She had a very youthful and beautiful outfit, but she was constantly exuding
The aura of "Don't let strangers in" silently tells the men around him who are looking at him that this is definitely not the type to strike up a conversation easily.
Kojima Yuko looked at the lazy man next to her who was full of comfort and enjoyment, and couldn't help but frowned. She ignored the man's teasing and asked coldly:
"Do you think this is a vacation in the safe zone? Don't forget where this is. Put on your sunglasses. This mission has exposed us and we won't be able to go back that easily."
The tall and muscular man next to him obviously had a big heart to match. He put on his sunglasses with a smile and said confidently:
"Failed? Don't worry, I, Shenmu, have never failed in my life! Otherwise, why would Boss Sakamoto send me on this mission?"
Isn't it because you are a violent and destructive maniac? If you practice swordsmanship with three swords every day, you can cut something off on the boat.
Boss Sakamoto was afraid that one day you would reduce the ship to only a mast and sticks, and everyone would fall into the sea to feed the sharks, so he asked you to come out quickly?
Kojima Yuko resisted the urge to complain.
She took a deep breath and turned to look at the two vice-captains on the other side of the first-class cabin who were playing cards happily, as well as the five noisy team members sitting in the economy class behind them - it was really Jinzhu Zhijinmo.
It's shameful that I was so confused back then that I joined this guy's team.
However, remembering the purpose of this trip to go deep into Wano Country, Kojima Yuko immediately calmed down her aura.
This mission is inevitable!
We must make great achievements and let the other teams of the Sakamoto Dragon Pirates see that the second team is not a bunch of bastards just waiting to die on the sea and relying on others to support themselves.
...
The pirate got on the plane.
Some people would rather choose a safer way.
At half past six in the evening,
New Tokyo Shibuya Long-distance Bus Terminal.
A tour group full of exotic customs jumped off the bus. The tour leader in front was holding a tour guide flag and waving it in front. You could vaguely see the company logo of "Dawn Tour Group" on it.
The leader of the group was a man with a beard and a weathered face. He looked at the group of people looking around, looking like people who had never seen the world. He couldn't help scolding, "Follow me! Go check in first. Don't blame me for not warning those who are left behind."
as a result of."
Everyone quickly shrank their heads and lined up to follow him in silence.
Passengers passing by the station couldn't help but glance sideways in slight surprise. Are foreign tour groups so well-disciplined? How come traveling is like a march?
Isn’t that spending money to buy suffering?
I don't understand...
I really don't understand.
...
This night, New Tokyo ushered in many strange new faces.
But as the most prosperous commercial city in the country of Wano, countless people come here every year full of longing, or leave dejectedly, and it doesn't attract much attention.
However, under the calm water surface, invisible undercurrents have slowly surged.
...
Of course, these have nothing to do with Higashinohara.
Since formulating a "civilian training method" for himself, he now does "60 push-ups, 60 sit-ups, 60 squats, and then runs 6 kilometers a day" before going to bed every day.
After it was over, my whole body seemed to be fished out of the water, and every muscle in my body seemed to be moaning in response to rejection.
At 10:30 in the evening, he was exhausted and dragged his aching body home, took a shower in the narrow bathroom, then sat on the tatami and drank a can of new brand coffee, and entered the Manual of Sin, watching the slow improvement with exhaustion and satisfaction.
Various basic panel properties.
Agility +0.1↑
Strength +0.1↑
Constitution +0.1↑
Will +0.1↑
Go to bed on time at eleven o'clock.
Full and sweet.
...
The next day, it was half past five in the morning.
Higashinohara opened his eyes on the tatami.
The sky outside was dim, and rain was falling in the hazy sky, dragging New Tokyo into a damp breath. Occasionally, there was a cool breeze through the cracks in the windows that were not closed last night, and the raindrops fell on his cheeks.
Cool and cool.
People can't help but want to wrap up tightly in the quilt and seek the most reassuring warmth in the quilt.
