MTL - Conan’s Corpse Picker-Chapter 18 You can't eat a rich woman's soft rice

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  Chapter 18 Don't Eat Rich Woman's Soft Rice

  Amuro had actually met Jiang Xia and knew that this was someone from the organization.

  —As a busy full-time member, he has occasional use for outlying members.

   About a year ago, the two had a brief contact during a mission.

  Amuro thinks that he can remember Jiang Xia from a group of peripheral members, so Jiang Xia has no reason to remember a full-fledged member with blonde hair and dark skin and a distinctive appearance.

   Therefore, Tou Amuro felt that Jiangxia had a big problem.

Most of the    peripheral members are afraid of them. How could it be possible to go to him to find a part-time job, and even after he made it clear that he would see off the guest, he would not leave.

  …suspicious, too suspicious.

  Anyway, never let someone go until you ask clearly.

   Thinking of this, Amuro showed a gloomy sneer that belonged to the villain, and approached with a very oppressive gun: "Who sent you here? Are you the lackey of the police?"

  Jiang Xia: "..." This is a bit more flawed, but I can't spit it out.

   But Jiang Xia understood, Amuro said this, which was equivalent to a warning.

  —A perimeter member, trespassing on Bourbon's turf, is suspicious enough.

  If Jiang Xia can't give a reasonable explanation, even if Amuro kills people on the spot as "the lackeys sent by the police to spy on intelligence", no one will be able to hold them accountable.

  The peripheral members without a code name are so easy to lead, they are cannon fodder among cannon fodder.

   but okay.

   There is a bottle of fake wine in front of you.

   There is little chance of a shot being fired.

   Moreover, with ghosts in hand, Jiang Xia is not really afraid of death.

   Or, strictly speaking, as a serious psychic who has passed the eighth grade, he is not afraid of being "killed by good people".

  The souls of the dead are born with a layer of resentment, and this resentment is very specific - it will point to the murderer who killed them.

   plus the characteristics of the psychic itself. After death, they can maximize their advantages as spiritual bodies.

   In other words, whoever dares to kill the psychic in person, the success rate of the psychic taking away the murderer's body will be ridiculously high.

   It’s just that changing the body is very damaging to the soul. And the ghosts will also slip away in the process because they are over-pressed and the contract becomes incomplete.

   So psychics try to avoid death.

   But now, Jiang Xia has only one ghost. Even if you get killed, you won't lose anything.

   Therefore, at this stage, Jiang Xia is not false at all when facing a loaded gun.

   In addition, every time he encounters Gin, he has to be pointed at Gin with a gun for a while... To be honest, I am used to it.

  Jiangxia has a good mentality:

   "No one assigned me, I found it myself. I want to find a more stable source of income.

"I used to offend some local gangsters nearby for the organization's mission. They didn't dare to look at me directly, so they kept playing dirty. No matter where I go to work, it will be smashed in a short time. The more times I do it, there will be no bosses. Dare to ask me."

   Jiang Xia said with a sigh: "I can only go to work far away now, deducting travel expenses, the salary is very small and not enough."

   Amuro Toru is also a frequent part-time worker.

  Although the purpose is different from Jiangxia, Amuro has no need for salary, mainly to collect intelligence.

   But the difficulties encountered in finding a job are actually similar.

   When Jiang Xia spoke, he felt very immersed for some reason.

   Amuro listened and listened, and the hand holding the gun unconsciously loosened a little... This peripheral member is too miserable.

   But as soon as Jiang Xia's voice stopped, he suddenly felt that something was wrong: "Organize..."

"The organization has given me very few tasks." Jiang Xia lowered his eyes, "A member with a code name thinks that I have psychological problems and cannot be stimulated, so they rarely arrange work for me. If I can't find a stable part-time job, I will only Can sell the house that my parents left behind. But that's the last thing they have left..."

   Amuro Toru: "..." Is it really that difficult?

   However, speaking of psychological problems, and not giving jobs…

   Amuro Toru suddenly thought, this "one member" should not be referring to Sulli.

   Amuro has a good impression of Shirley's mother because of some things in his childhood.

   Therefore, he inevitably paid more attention to Shirley's situation.

   Amuro Toru had indeed heard that Shirley took special care of a peripheral member.

  If that person happens to be Jiang Xia...

   That Jiang Xia should not have lied about this.

  Sulli is a researcher and has nothing to do with execution.

   But her status is important after all, if she is willing to speak, Jiang Xia will indeed fail to get the task.

  Amuro knew that Shirley's starting point should be good. But judging from Jiang Xia's current situation... She obviously helped out with good intentions.

   It may be that Shirley never lacked money since she was a child and forgot to consider this.

   Amuro Toru felt a little helpless when he thought of the daughter of his first crush.

   He looked at Jiang Xia and followed Jiang Xia's words just now: "That person only asked you to take less tasks and didn't give you subsidies?"

  He was a gentle reminder to ask Jiang Xia to mention this to Xue Li. Once Xue Li knew the truth, she would definitely not be indifferent.

   However, after Jiang Xia heard his words, he showed a strange look: "She gave me money, but I am a man, how can I let a woman support me."

   After he finished speaking, he looked at An Shitou faintly, hesitating to say anything: "You shouldn't..."

   Amuro Toru: "…"

   He felt that there was a pot with the words "King of Soft Rice" written out of nothing, gradually approaching.

   The blood vessels in Amuro's forehead twitched a few times: "I just asked casually."

   Of course he is not trying to persuade people to eat soft rice.

   I just felt that it was just right for an adult to give pocket money to the child she was taking care of, and there was nothing wrong with it.

   But now, think about it…

   Shirley She seems to be a minor too.

   Being supported by a girl of the same age, it is no wonder that Jiang Xia will firmly refuse.

   It's really troublesome to be a minor... But I met two at one time.

   Suddenly, Shirley was inserted in the middle of the matter, and Toru Amuro calmed down a bit.

   But before agreeing, he still felt strange: "But what do you say, what does it have to do with you coming to me to find a part-time job?"

   Jiang Xia heard the loosening in Anshitou's tone, he explained:

   "I accidentally rescued a little girl who was kidnapped, and her father gave me a fee. Through that incident, I discovered that private investigators seemed like a good fit for me.

   "But I can't find a legal guardian to sign for me, so I can only be an apprentice in someone else's office.

   "At that time, I happened to see your ad in the Detective's Handbook."

   Speaking of this, Jiang Xia pointed to the detective manual on the coffee table:

   "Of all the detective offices, yours is the closest to the Metropolitan Police Department.

   "It's not easy to be smashed. Even if someone comes to smash the store because of me, the police can arrive quickly, so I want to try my luck."

   After saying that, Jiang Xia looked up at Anshitou again: "After entering the door, I realized that I have seen you before. Your skin color and hair color are very distinctive... Official members should not be afraid of those rascals."

   Jiang Xia looked at him with anticipation of "you can do it".

   Amuro Toru was a little speechless.

   He put away the gun, picked up the detective manual on the table and flipped through it.

   There are really firm advertisements.

   He himself forgot when it was published.

  Amuro Toru doesn’t actually need to solicit clients, and he doesn’t have to worry about the firm’s turnover—even if he loses, he can find an organization to apply for funds.

   He publishes advertisements from time to time, just to keep "Amuro Detective Agency" famous.

   After all, as an incognito undercover agent, it is impossible for Amuro to turn himself into a famous detective, he can only use the name of an office to join the case.

   It was just that Amuro Toru did not expect that this measure would attract an apprentice who was looking for a part-time job.

  In normal times, Toru Amuro would not care about this kind of thing.

   But now... Jiang Xia sounds really miserable.

   Especially, it seems that a considerable part of this misfortune was caused by Shirley.

   Amuro Toru was taken care of by Shirley's mother when she was a child.

   Now that Xue Li’s parents are dead, although he knows rationally that he shouldn’t intervene, but now, this matter has hit his hands, and he still needs to do it...

  I don't help, I'm really sorry.

   Moreover, Jiang Xia, as a member of the organization, had such a difficult life, and even thought about working honestly instead of robbing and stealing with crooked thoughts. I heard that a little girl was saved.

  This child...maybe unexpectedly very helpful.

   Amuro Toru struggled for a long time, but in the end he still lost to the conscience of the red side.

   He sighed and looked at Jiang Xia:

   "You can come for an internship first, and I will pay you the normal hourly wage in the industry, but if there are any mistakes that may cause losses to the organization...you understand the consequences."

   Jiang Xia was startled.

   He actually had several sets of follow-up persuasion.

   But I didn’t expect that things would go so smoothly.

   Could it be that the red party in this world has more conscience than he thought?

   Anyway, it’s good to achieve the goal…

   Jiang Xia nodded, indicating that he knew.

   (end of this chapter)