Conan’s Corpse Picker

   Before Jiang Xia could speak, there were already murderous auras beside him.

  Today, Gin and Belmod really contributed a lot of murderousness, especially Gin, which almost never stopped from beginning to end. On the way, Jiang Xia was even worried that he would be over-pressed.

   But now it seems that these two have a lot of potential.

  …

   When Gin heard these words at this time, his first reaction was to draw a gun.

   However, when he remembered the funny flower that spewed out of the gun when he first arrived here, he forcibly endured it, and only sneered to express his disdain, and added a sarcasm: "—"

  Gin: "...?"

   His eyes changed slightly, he pressed his throat, and was surprised to find that he could not make a sound.

  Anonymous Boss ignored him, still looked at Jiang Xia, and said warmly: "I want to hear your real thoughts - don't worry about the few people next to you, they have already promised to keep it secret and won't leak it."

   Jiang Xia sighed: "But if I agree, I will definitely be targeted wildly after I go out."

   That's what he said, but he didn't seem to be much afraid or embarrassed, on the contrary, he really thought about it seriously.

  The anonymous boss blinked silently. The murderous aura that suddenly floated up was too much, and the field of vision was somewhat blocked.

  …

Jiang Xia thought for a while, then seemed to notice something important, and asked, "You seem to have very few cadres, whether it's the 'Miss Anonymous' that appeared on the news before, or in the 'Hologram Game', back and forth. There are only so many familiar faces - you are short of people?"

   "We only need elites, absolute elites." The anonymous boss looks worthy of being a boss, with a thick skin and a face to face. The company is small, and there is no embarrassment.

   Gin and Belmod heard this sentence, but rarely showed a mocking expression - they heard the absolute confidence in this sentence, and therefore did not doubt its authenticity.

And I also want to know that since the anonymous organization can master the high technology of "artificial intelligence", no matter how small their scale is, it is impossible for them to "go back and forth with only a few" as Uzo said - those may only be the Tokyo branch The people in the operations department are still specifically responsible for contacting the target. On top of that, Anonymous must have employees in other locations, in other departments, and command a horrific flow of money.

   As for why they couldn't find any trace of them...

  Anonymous has mastered that kind of technology that is beyond the norm, and it is actually not difficult to be "invisible" in today's information age. And what the anonymous boss just said shouldn't be a lie - their staff is probably very streamlined, and there is no such thing as "peripheral members".

  Thinking of this, the murderous aura on Gin was a little lighter: now, it seems that Uzo may have naturally used aggressive tactics to test this organization, and then obtain information. It's a pity that the anonymous boss didn't take the bait, and the information revealed is all the information that can be known after a little thought...

   Thinking of this, Gin looked to the side.

Wu Zuo didn't know whether he believed it or not, and continued thoughtfully: "It seems that you don't pay much attention to interpersonal communication. In addition, I remember that the anonymous lady has tattoos on her face, and you also have them on your hands... why do you have to? Leaving this kind of thing? Doesn't it usually make the target feel alert?"…

  Anonymous boss said patiently: "We don't need to communicate too much, the common goal will make us connect. As for the tattoo... This is an important proof of joining our organization and will accompany us for life."

   "Goal? What goal?"

   "It won't be known until after joining."

  “…”

Beside   , Jin Jiu calmed down strangely when he listened to the conversation of this magic stick-like riddleman, and glanced at the anonymous boss with disdain.

   It seems that these guys are a little blindly confident.

   Indeed, at present, the anonymous organization technology is more advanced, and the guise of "elite" is also very attractive, especially the terrible power generated by the gathering of many elites... Unfortunately, all of these have no attraction to Uzo.

   After all, Anonymous seems to be a group of lone rangers without social relations, and there is not much contradiction between them, and the goals are so consistent that they even have some kind of religion. This is really not an interesting battlefield for Uzo.

  …

  Thinking about it this way, for the first time, Gin felt that the **** with the code name in the black-clothed organization also seemed to have some value in existence-in any way, for Uzo, the organization was much more suitable than an anonymous name.

  Gin: "..." And no matter how you say it, people also have a sense of belonging. Wu Zuo was raised in the organization since he was a child. This anonymous boss who popped out of thin air wanted to poach people suddenly, it was a daydream.

  Just...why did Anonymous suddenly bring up this topic, and in front of the rest of them?

  Gin remembered that in the game just now, he was tempted by an anonymous name and almost lost control...or that he had lost control, but because it was too weak to bring much danger to the vodka, there was a hint of vigilance in his eyes.

  …

  Things are as expected by Gin.

   Jiang Xia thought about it for a while, and said helplessly: "I think you should think about the conditions you can give before poaching someone."

   This sounds like a clear rejection, with a hint of "you don't deserve it" sarcasm.

Although he had already thought of such a result, at this time, Jin Jiu still had a bit of complexity in his heart: "..." I am afraid that only Uzo, a murderer with unique needs, can be so confident about an organization that has mastered terrifying technology. , say this.

When the anonymous boss heard Jiang Xia say this, he didn't show much surprise, but it was a pity: "It's a waste of your talents to stay in that organization... But it's very late today, I'll talk about this later - if it changes. You are welcome to join us at any time.”

The ears of the three bottles of real wine next to    moved slightly.

  Jiang Xia seemed to understand what they were thinking, cleared his throat, reluctantly acted as if he had some information, and asked, "If I want to join, how can I find you?"

  The anonymous boss smiled: "When you change your mind, we will take the initiative to greet you."

   "Then, today's game is here." He didn't bother about this topic anymore, as if he was digging casually. Seeing Jiang Xia's rejection, he politely stopped, "Good night everyone."

   With this sentence, several people's vision changed.

When    opened their eyes again, they had returned to the place where they had put on the pair of "gaming glasses".

  …

  Good night is impossible to have good night.

   Having just experienced this kind of thing, even if Toru Amuro, who just came back from a business trip, is so tired, he can't still fall asleep.

  Gin sat up from the ground and pulled off the glasses on the bridge of his nose, his face extremely ugly.

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