Chapter 113: My First Experience at Work

After a relatively mild contest, Abram and Adam finally settled their score.

Abram has to go to work tomorrow; Adam narrowly wins.

The gray-haired researcher looked at the headshot of Bai Ye in his hand, his whole demeanor darkened, and he seemed to have completely lost hope.

The two people trapped in their seats were also surrounded by onlookers.

Unlike Shuichi Akai, who had never met Abel, Hiromitsu Morofushi had met him.

However, Abel's current appearance was different from the middle-aged and elderly men he remembered. He could only feel a little familiarity and at most sigh that the child looked just like that highly regarded researcher.

However, faced with four identical faces, he felt like he was going to become face-blind.

What did Abel look like again?

Did he misremember, or is this base actually a family business, and the four people here are all his relatives?

"Why are they tied up like this? Are they planning to blow up the company?"

X whispered to Osamu Dazai, who had come over to watch the first Joker drawing tournament of the Construction Club.

Dazai Osamu also chimed in quietly, "They were planning to blow me up. If Mr. Rimbaud hadn't happened to be passing by, I would have..."

As he spoke, the young man, who had been so careless with his words, put on a tearful expression, as if X had almost lost him.

Dazai Osamu said he spoke softly, but he perfectly controlled his volume, making sure everyone could hear him clearly.

The fake liquor duo were quite surprised; they had never seen this type of product in the organization before. What kind of niche market was this?

X glanced at the dramatic young man dressed in a sacred robe, then looked at the two men who were pinned to their seats, unarmed.

Oh, and there's Rimbaud with two pistols in his hand.

"You mean, those two office pistols are planning to blow up the sacred document?"

I don't believe it.

"And did you say something?" the supervisor asked, expressing his suspicion.

This kid can be incredibly reliable when he's being reliable, but he can also be incredibly reckless when he's being outrageous.

Why would two professional undercover agents blow up a minor they'd just met?

"Hehe."

Having gotten rid of the troublemaker, X looked at the two new employees.

"Don't take anything he says to heart; that kid likes to play pranks."

The young man, who had just stepped down from the card table, said this, his face showing neither excitement at discovering a traitor nor disgust for him.

Doesn't he know the meaning behind the words spoken by that boy named Dazai? How can this be considered a prank?

Now, Morobuchi Kagemitsu suspects that the person in front of him might also be an undercover agent, and one who is very well hidden.

Either this scheming person is behind it all.

At that moment, a very tall middle-aged woman with long black hair entered through the door.

"Ah, Iori, you've arrived." X gestured for her to pack up the two newcomers and take them away.

"These are the people who will be reporting to the disciplinary department today..." The supervisor hesitated, unable to recall their code names for a moment, but he remembered the characters in their names.

I've decided on you!

"He is Xiao Jing, and he is Xiao Hong." Yes, he must have remembered this correctly.

Upon hearing these two names, the two knew that this guy definitely knew their real names; it was quite possible that Dazai had just heard him say them without thinking.

But what kind of weird name is that?

"Supervisor, are you sure you're not mistaken..." Iori hesitated, but in the end, she said nothing and simply picked up the two new recruits with one hand and carried them away.

Rimbaud also released them from their restraints; after all, once they fell into that person's hands, they couldn't escape even if they were freed.

But why the disciplinary department?

"Supervisor, aren't new employees usually sent to the training department?" the clerical manager, who was familiar with the company's procedures, asked.

The main job of clerical staff is to inspect facilities and ensure logistics. His superhuman life form has done this a lot, so he doesn't need to specifically learn about it; he already knows many procedures that regular employees don't.

"Because it's too much trouble."

He yawned, and the physiological fluid briefly blurred his vision. He looked at the screen monitoring the facility, where he could clearly see the little figure representing Iori dragging two newcomers downhill.

“I originally planned to have them fill the vacancy of Dazai-kun, but as you can see, these two seem to be thinking a bit too much.”

"To prevent them from crossing the company's bottom line in the future, it's better to familiarize them with the company's rules and regulations as soon as possible."

"Alright, it's almost time for work, you should go home too." The ruthless supervisor gave a brief explanation and then started to shoo people away.

Lunch break is over, time for work.

After Rimbaud left, X, who was sitting at his workstation, looked at the three people still sitting there.

Why aren't you leaving yet?

What are you all doing? Are you all going to stay here and watch him go to work?

Abel: "Don't worry about us."

X was acting strangely, but he still had to go to work, as long as they didn't poke at him.

He overlooked Angela's occasional glances back at the three people, focusing entirely on directing the staff throughout the facility.

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"You're the new recruits the supervisor sent over?"

Before the work even started, the disciplinary staff gathered around two bottles of fake liquor that had been casually stuffed with the complete set of Frost Shards from Ego.

This is an adorable little girl, so cute that it almost makes you wonder if she's even an adult.

“I’m Georgia,” she introduced herself, then looked at the two men with sparkling eyes, waiting for their reply.

"I am..." Shuichi Akai, dressed in blue, was interrupted by Iori, who had just "led" them back, before he could finish speaking.

“The supervisor gave them new names,” the tall woman said.

"Wow!" The girl named Georgia's eyes lit up even more, and she was even a little excited. "I want a new name too!"

Thinking of this, her voice lowered: "Sigh, I heard from senior colleague Radish in the control department that when it was our turn, the supervisor stopped giving us names."

New name?

Morofushi Kagemitsu suddenly remembered the two names that had been casually mentioned before they were dragged away, names that were clearly just made up without remembering the full names... Could the so-called new names be those?!

Sure enough, they were given the strange names "Xiao Jing" and "Xiao Hong".

Even the girl who was just envious probably wouldn't be envious of such a name anymore... no, she's still envious!

She clearly wanted to tear her name off and stick it on him, replacing it with her own new name!

Something seems off about this place.

The door to the lounge sensed someone outside and opened automatically, revealing a somewhat familiar-looking person.

"Calvados?"

Scotch Whisky had met this codenamed member who had been reported missing long ago, and he never expected to find him here.

Upon suddenly hearing his own code name, the person looked over instinctively and realized, "Oh, it really is someone I know."

"Scotland, what are you doing here?!"

He was unaware that the distillery's boss had suddenly changed, and was quite surprised, thinking that the boss had stumbled in like him.

“No, no, no, Mr. Apple,” Georgia suddenly interjected, “this is Mr. Jing.”

Morofushi Kagemitsu was prepared for this codenamed member, who wasn't exactly known for his good temper, to get angry.

But then his previously expressionless face broke into a look of sudden realization, and he solemnly extended his hand: "Welcome to Lobotomy Corporation, Xiao Jing."

Morofushi Kagemitsu's face contorted almost uncontrollably; it was the first time he had ever felt so horrified to hear his nickname spoken by someone else.

He tried to maintain a normal expression and asked in return, "What is an apple?"

Then he heard Calvados say with a proud tone, "This is the new name the supervisor gave me."

so what?

Is it something to be proud of to be called Apple?

What exactly is wrong with this place? It's so strange.

There was no more time for them to chat; the young manager's voice came over the loudspeaker in the main lounge.

"Please check your egos, and report any abnormalities to the department head immediately. We are scheduled to begin this afternoon's work in five minutes. Let's repeat..."

The moment the broadcast started, the people who were chatting stopped and everyone became serious.

Only the two newcomers were still a bit confused. Apple, out of respect for her old colleague, reminded Scotland: "No matter what your supervisor tells you to do, you have to obey him, even if he tells you to die, you still have to do it."

After saying that, he left. He had come to deliver something, and he wasn't part of the disciplinary department. He had to hurry back, or he might end up on his way back to the records department.

The two watched Calvados's almost sprinting pace, exchanged a glance, and their hearts began to race.

Five minutes is a short time, and it passed quickly, but they hadn't received any instructions at all.

Georgia seemed to sense their confusion and offered an explanation: "Supervisors always start by assigning tasks from the top down, but it'll be quick. We're in the middle management; if we were working at the bottom, we'd have to wait much longer."

Just as she said, soon, through the earpieces distributed along with their clothing and weapons, they heard instructions from their supervisor:

"Working instinctively against abandoned serial killers."

For newly recruited employees, it's easy to mess things up if they're tasked with working on high-level anomalies. X doesn't want his newly hired employees to disappear just like that, so he'd better focus on improving their attributes first.

Morofushi Kagemitsu entered the designated work area and saw a bald man tightly bound by a straitjacket.

He could guess what was going on just by looking at the name; this person had probably killed someone and was imprisoned here.

He had a small towel in his hand that he could use to clean the bound man, but he seemed very unhappy.

The more he interacted with him, the deeper his doubts became. Was he really human?

He directly touched the "murderer" and could clearly sense that something was wrong with the touch. The man kept his head down, which could be explained by the fact that he didn't want to pay attention to him.

But... he touched his neck, where the bones were almost completely broken. A normal person would hardly survive such an injury.

From the moment he touched the severed neck, the man kept hitting him with his head until the portable device he was wearing reminded him that the job was done, and the man continued to hit him.

After being headbutted for a long time, Morofushi Kagemitsu was about to return to the break room when his supervisor told him to stay where he was because his work results were poor and the murderer was about to come out.

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Author's Note: The Shameless One: Someone keeps provoking me, I'm going out! [doge]