Chapter 9

It was impossible to take the Dresden Slate away, and after the Golden King's tough response, Hinata Shinichi returned the slate.

Their trust has not reached that level yet, and Shinichi Hirin, who knows the truth, is just showing his ability to the king. It is estimated that the stone slab will soon be moved to a room with 24-hour all-angle lighting.

After this harmless little joke, local governments and organizations connected to the government soon received news about urban awareness. Perhaps there were also black organizations that received the news at the same time. For a time, undercurrents were surging in every city and people were uneasy.

In order to avoid too much confusion, Shinichi Hinawa also disclosed a piece of news.

[Perhaps humans have forgotten the original meaning of doors, but I can tell you that we will not know what is happening inside a building until we enter it.]

The waves have calmed down a little, but as for the raging waves beneath the calm sea surface, what does that have to do with him, Hirin Shinichi?

After all, his main job is just a school doctor, and because school is about to start, he is preparing to move to the school.

Perhaps out of kindness as an educator, Yaga Masamichi gave Hinata Shinichi an advance on his salary, so his living expenses were not a problem for a period of time, but this did not support him to move to another place. So when he knew that he could move to the faculty dormitory of Tokyo High School, Shinichi Hinata was quite happy, because at least he could bask in the sun.

This joy lasted until a phone call came.

The original owner almost interpreted the meaning of being a loner. There was no one in his cell phone address book. When he was in school, he had a mentor who took good care of him, but half a year after the original owner graduated, that professor passed away.

So who would call him?

Shinichi Hirin swiped the screen and saw the address broadcast on the phone clearly marked with the words Yokohama.

[Host, when you first arrived, the job you rejected was in Yokohama.] The system gave a thoughtful reminder.

For the Japanese who are very picky about etiquette, rejecting a job offer that has already been accepted may be a very rude thing to do. But after returning to Tokyo, he should have sent an email to explain the situation.

"The original owner didn't sign any work contract, right?" Although he had the original owner's memories, to be on the safe side, Hinata Shinichi asked the system first.

[No, absolutely not.]

Feeling a little relieved, Hinata Shinichi answered the phone.

"Hello, is this Higurashi-kun?" Unlike the crisp female voice the original owner heard last time, this time the voice was obviously that of a man.

"This is Hinata Shinichi, what may I do for you?"

"You may have forgotten that you have a job that you have already rejected. I wonder if you have found a job yet. Do you want to consider this job again?"

The voice of the person on the other end of the phone was calm and humble, as if it was a company in urgent need of hiring and was discussing the starting salary with you with a smile on their face.

But Shinichi Hinata didn't dare to treat this conversation casually, for no other reason than that the system in his mind was already incoherent. "I'm sorry, I rejected your company for some personal reasons, and I have found a more suitable job."

[Mori, Mori, it’s Mori Ogai! ]

In Shinichi Hinawa's memory, he had no connection with Mori Ogai. The last time he went to Yokohama, the original owner was desperate and planned to apply for a private doctor position in a freight company.

This time, without waiting for Shinichi Hinata to ask, the system immediately went to look through its own database. [Ahhhh! The last recruitment was a fake one posted by the previous leader of □□. Most of the people he recruited died. After Dr. Mori took office, he probably paid attention to the recruitment list and saw you who had escaped death.]

Shinichi Hirin: “…”

If Mori Ogai had investigated a little more and knew his current employer, it might not have been this phone call that came, but a member of the □□ in a black suit?

The conversation on both ends of the phone had not yet ended, and Mori Ogai seemed to be interested in continuing the pleasantries.

"What a shame. Hinawa-kun's resume is very impressive. I thought we could become colleagues."

Shinichi Hinawa remained calm and said, "Because I would rather stay in Tokyo than Yokohama. After all, Yokohama is a, um, rather special city."

I don't know how this made Mori Ogai laugh, and a few muffled laughs came from the other end of the phone: "Yokohama is a dangerous and beautiful city."

Then there were a few more laughs, and Shinichi Hinawa quietly waited for him to speak. After a while, the other side said, "Is Hinawa-kun's mentor Professor Ueno? I am not talented, but I have also studied under Professor Ueno."

Shinichi Hinawa: “…” How did the system find a body for him?

"I'm sorry that I didn't get to see Mr. Ueno for the last time. A few years ago, he asked me to keep a notebook. Now that he has passed away and there is no one left at home, I want to give this notebook to Mr. Hinawa."

Hinawa Shinichi originally wanted to say that there was no need to be so polite, but Mori Ogai seemed to have predicted it: "I may not work in the medical field in the future. If possible, I hope that the teacher's notes can play a role in the hands of his students..."

"Let's tentatively schedule it for this Saturday. Just go to the station and I'll send someone to pick you up."

After unilaterally deciding Hinawa Shinichi's trip to Yokohama, Mori Ogai hung up the phone happily and relaxed.

[Host, are we going?] The system asked cautiously.

Of course it was impossible not to go, but the time happened to be arranged on the day when Shinichi Hinami moved to the faculty dormitory of Tokyo Jujutsu High School.

After sending an email to Ye Mo Zheng Dao and postponing the moving date by one day, Hinawa Shinichi opened the system panel.

The tasks given by the system were very random, just like the strategy games he occasionally played to kill time, and he gained a lot of points without realizing it. He had used most of them to upgrade Tokyo before, and the remaining points were only enough for him to open a vest.

I might find it useful when I go to Yokohama this time.

Compared to the last time I went to Yokohama, I skipped a season and the breath of spring seemed to have a healing effect. I no longer had to rush in the condensed air, and the pedestrians at the station were no longer so serious and hurried. The streets also became a little more lively. The solemn scene a few months ago was still vivid in my mind, and the vague bloody atmosphere was transformed into the warm fragrance of flowers this time.

What a big change!

The system explained to the host: [After Mori Ogai came to power, he cleaned up □□ and directly suppressed other Yakuza organizations in Yokohama, and the public security in Yokohama became much better. The places where □□ is not under control are still quite chaotic.]

Since the Yokohama underworld is about to be unified by the Port Mafia, public security has improved. I wonder what the Yokohama government will think when they know this.

Shinichi Hirin chuckled, took out a pair of sunglasses from his pocket and put them on his nose. Thinking of the last experience, he hoped that these sunglasses would be more or less useful.

[Host, you look like an old grandfather performing arts in China.]

The system felt that its host had never thought of taking advantage of its appearance. The host could wear three pieces of clothing from the original owner's wardrobe repeatedly. Only when one piece of clothing faded would the other pieces have a chance to enter the cycle.

Ignoring the system, Shinichi Hinami looked at his watch. The time had already come, but the person sent by Mori Ogai to pick him up seemed not to have arrived yet?

The spring sunshine was not that glaring, but it was still better to avoid being exposed to the sun. Fearing that the person who came to pick him up might not be able to find him, Hinata Shinichi did not choose to go to a nearby store, but waited in the shade against the wall.

After standing for more than ten minutes, my feet were a little sore. The reason I didn't squat was because the system was muttering: "After squatting, if you play the erhu again, you will look more like a disabled but strong-willed street performer!"

"Is that Doctor Hiruzen?" He was stunned for a moment, and then two people, one tall and one short, stood in front of him.

The tall, decent gentleman with a monocle, Hinawa Shinichi had seen him outside the station for a long time, and he seemed to be waiting for someone. But he didn't expect that the person who came to pick him up would not know what he looked like, so he didn't think about it that way.

The shorter one -

[Host, Heishizai is really good.] The system's voice became a little strange.

At this moment, Shinichi Hirin actually wanted to agree with the system.

Black coat, iris-colored eyes, and snow-white bandages. It was a very special symbol, and it was also a feature that Shinichi Hinawa noticed the first time he opened the system panel.

"Doctor Hinawa? You're really young." The boy's voice was drawn out, making the tone more low. "I remember Doctor Mori said that you might be our doctor?"

The fifteen-year-old Dazai Osamu was gloomy and weak. He was a dead man struggling to climb out of the mud, and also a poisonous snake that would hurt people without hesitation.

"No, I have already declined the job from Mr. Mori. I came here just for something Mr. Mori wanted to give me."

No matter how rude the vests are, Shinichi Hirin's current plan for the main body is to be a cautious background character. After all, he has no superb supernatural powers or martial arts, and no support from the forces that can help him deal with the consequences. In addition, he has no confidence that he will not leave some loopholes in front of these clever protagonists.

"I see." Dazai Osamu said in an exaggerated tone, "Then Doctor Nichirin is considered a guest of our boss. Since he is a guest, we must treat him well. Let me take the doctor around Yokohama."

Without waiting for anyone to refuse, Dazai Osamu made up his mind and urged Hirotsu Liulang to drive.

The system quietly opened the map and found that Dazai Osamu's car did not drive to the prosperous area of ​​Yokohama, but to a key location in the plot.

[Host, he is trying to trick you. ]

"I know." Shinichi Hirin opened the interface and highlighted a gray character in the character interface. "I don't intend to accept his routine."

On the panel, the tall ghost opened his eyes.

(End of this chapter)