At the entrance of the hotel, Qin Zhibo's figure appeared intact.
Conan, Haihara Ai, Mao Lilan and the three little ones immediately showed happy expressions on their faces.
"Qin Zhibo!"
"Uncle Qin!"
"Mr. Qin!"
Different people have different titles, but everyone is happy that Qin Zhibo "escaped from death".
In fact, Qin Zhibo did not leave immediately after getting rid of the black bear. He also found the body of the old hunter who had hidden the murder after killing him in the forest, near the second barbed wire fence.
The moment you find the body and start the side mission, the mission is completed.
It's a pity that the task's rating is not A, but B. In total, I gained 600 general skill proficiency + 120 social credit.
Qin Zhibo guessed that it was possible that the person who called the police was not him, and that the person who called the police had already told the old hunter that he was the murderer.
The old hunter also disappeared.
Qin Zhibo tried to search for the old hunter's location using a finding spell, but the result was that he had already gone down the mountain.
Therefore, Qin Zhibo had no choice but to go down the mountain and return to the hotel where he was staying, where he happened to meet the crying young detective team.
...
As soon as they saw Qin Zhibo, the three little ones asked all kinds of questions, mainly about what happened after Qin Zhibo lured the bear away.
Of course, Qin Zhibo couldn't say that he used a [bait doll], so he explained that the injured bear didn't have very good endurance, so he stopped chasing it and he took a long way back.
"that's it?"
Conan was a little surprised. He felt that the version of the story he heard from Haiyuan Ai was completely different from the version described by Qin Zhibo himself.
One is almost dead, and the other is a small scene that is understated.
"That's it...isn't it enough?" Qin Zhibo replied.
Conan: "..."
Seeing that Qin Zhibo had returned with no missing parts and was still in the mood to tease Conan, Haiyuan Ai raised his hand to wipe away the faint tears from the corner of his eyes and chuckled: "Speaking of which, you can actually outrun a bear. Maybe your running If you have the ability, you can participate in WSG..."
"WSG...what is it?" Qin Zhibo was a little confused.
Conan's face was startled, and he looked at Qin Zhibo like he was looking at an aborigine, "Don't you know WSG? It's the World Sports Conference held every four years!"
"ah?"
"Forehead..."
"oh."
Qin Zhibo's three modal words in a row represent the inner transition from doubt to helplessness to acceptance.
At this time, the three little ones on the side also excitedly interjected, "We also know that Tokyo, Japan, will be the venue for the World Sports Conference this year!"
Qin Zhibo thought about the history of the Olympic Games. This year seems to be the year to host the Olympic Games. It is also the 100th anniversary of the birth of the modern Olympic Games, but the venue seems to be Atlanta in the United States.
Okay, whatever you say is what it is...
The originally depressing atmosphere was revitalized because of Qin Zhibo's survival. Not long after, new news came from the police.
Jubei was killed.
Although Qin Zhibo's headshot did not directly kill Jubei, it also injured part of his head. By the time the hunter and the police found it by following the blood trail, the black bear's body was already difficult to move.
At the old hunter's request, the police asked the old hunter to send Jubei away in person.
As the one-eyed black bear named "Jubei" closed his eyes, a burly man far away in Nagano Prefecture also shuddered and looked at the distant sky with his deep one-eyed eye.
In fact, the longest lifespan of a black bear in the wild is 25 years. The old hunter met an adult Jubei 20 years ago and was mistaken by Jubei for the same species and saved his life in the wild.
In other words, Jubei was almost at the end of his life.
As for the little bear, the police plan is to send it to a local zoo so that it can escape the fate of being hunted legally.
...
Qin Zhibo stayed in the hotel for one night. During this night, Qin Zhibo quietly paid attention to new phone calls, but the black organization still did not call him.
Could it be that he has gone back on his word and no longer wants new people?
The next day, Qin Zhibo and his party left, and the travel expenses were not spent because all the matsutake mushrooms were lost along the way.
Saying goodbye to Mao Lilan and the Young Detective Team at the intersection of Mihua Town 2-chome, Qin Zhibo returned to his detective agency.
The first case back in Tokyo was solved fairly smoothly, except for the part where I was chased by a big bear. It was a stable one.
Qin Zhibo took off his brown windbreaker and went into the toilet to wash his face. Just as he was about to find something to eat in his food reserve and watch TV to relax his tired body from the journey, he heard a knock on the door.
Snap, snap, snap...
Qin Zhibo looked at the time and saw that it was just 9:00 in the morning. The opening time was so accurate because he must have something very important to entrust, and the entruster was very punctual.
Qin Zhibo walked over and opened the door, and a man with wheat-colored skin came into view.
The man's hair color is light blond, which is rare in Japan, and his purple pupils are also somewhat rare. His slim-fitting dark blue jacket and jeans highlight his somewhat toned figure.
Foreigner?
Qin Zhibo, who had just returned from the United States, had a vague feeling like this, and looked at the information above his head again.
——
Name: Toru Amuro
Sex: Male
Age: 29
Occupation: Waiter
Social Credit: 1700
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Qin Zhibo was a little surprised by the information about this guest. It was obviously a Japanese name, but he had the appearance of a foreigner. He should be a mixed race like himself.
"Hello, Mr. Qin, my name is Toru Amuro."
The man's voice was crisp, and the smile on his face exuded confidence from the inside out. Qin Zhibo instantly felt that he was different from the clients he had received.
The other clients came to him because they encountered problems, and their eyes were somewhat uneasy, confused, and hesitant, but this Toru Amuro was completely different.
"Hello, please come in..."
Qin Zhibo did not express his first feeling. He led the person to the seat in front of the desk according to the normal procedure, and then filled a cup of ordinary boiled water with a disposable paper cup and placed it in front of Toru Amuro.
"Is there anything I can do to help you?" Qin Zhibo asked in a more official tone while sitting on the boss's chair.
Toru Amuro sat upright, the expression on his face remained confident.
But within seconds, what came out of his mouth surprised Qin Zhibo.
"Actually, I came here to apply to be your assistant."
Qin Zhibo was stunned. Before he could reply, Toru Amuro continued.
"Actually, I am also a private detective myself, and I usually receive some small commissions from neighbors..."
"But in my daily detective work, I often feel that I am incompetent and immature, so I want to learn from experts in this field."
"Your reputation as a famous detective is well-known throughout Tokyo. It would be a great honor for me to learn the skills of being a detective from scratch with you."
"Please accept me!"
After the words fell, Toru Amuro suddenly stood up and bowed solemnly towards Qin Zhibo.
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he encounters familiar people, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
