MTL - Pretend To Be a Good Person In the World of Conan-Chapter 7 New staff

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After receiving 50,000 yen, Shiraishi looked at the last item: random items [click to draw].

The four words in parentheses have a visual effect that slightly protrudes from the screen, making people want to press down when they look at it.

But Shiraishi didn't touch it in the end.

Money can appear directly in the pocket, props are not necessarily.

In case, after pressing it down, a bunch of strange things fell from the sky and were seen by the people around, it was really hard to tell.

Instead, Shiraishi pressed [click to navigate] behind the house tenure.

Soon, the light screen was refreshed to the GPS navigation interface. In the center of the screen, at the foot of the stickman with the word "white stone" above his head, a road was rendered in blue, extending into the distance.

After half an hour, Shiraishi arrived at his destination.

What was displayed in front of him was an ordinary three-story building.

The first floor is a restaurant, with the words "Poirot" and "coffee" on the clean windows, presumably a cafe called Poirot.

The windows on the second floor are very large, and it looks like a shop, and the third floor further up is an ordinary residence.

The system was not so lavish that it gave him the entire building, but only the shops on the first floor.

Of course, Shiraishi didn't have a problem with the size of the site.

What he cares about is,

On the window on the second floor, the words "Maori Detective Agency" were posted in huge letters.

"…"

Being trampled on top of the head by a group of death gods every day, will it really not reduce your lifespan?

But what to worry about.

Well said, come here.

Shiraishi stared at the Shinigami stronghold for a while with mixed feelings, then withdrew his gaze, walked to the cafe, and pushed the door tentatively.

The door was unlocked and opened with a push. Walking into the store and looking around, you can see that dining tables and chairs are neatly displayed in the hall, and kitchen utensils and tableware are also readily available behind the counter.

It's just that there is no one in the house. Not only customers, not even a single clerk, it seems to have closed down.

Shiraishi walked around the bright and clean shop a few times. Finally, he went around the counter and found an inconspicuous small door on the right wall with a key in the lock.

After turning the key, unlocking the lock and walking in, Shiraishi saw, unsurprisingly, a house behind the shop.

The house is nearly 60 square meters, with two bedrooms and one living room, with a separate toilet and bathroom. At a glance, the coffee table, sofa and cabinet are complete.

The study and bedroom are covered with tatami, and the rest have wooden floors.

Shiraishi closed the door with his hand, stepped into the entrance, picked up the "deworming completed" notice on the ground, and put it on the shoe cabinet aside.

He looked at the house and felt a lot more at ease.

As a citizen of China, he still needs a piece of his own land to be at ease... Although this land is rented, but rounding up, he can be considered a person with a house.

Shiraishi breathed out a sigh of relief, walked to the kitchen, and wanted to pour a glass of water, but when he opened the cabinet, he found that there were no teacups or bowls in it.

Shiraishi was not polite to himself at all, turned around and went to the store to get a mug, rinsed it a few times, poured water, returned to the room, and carried it to the sofa.

On the coffee table in front of the sofa, two document bags are neatly placed.

The bag was made of brown kraft paper, neither thick nor thin to the touch. Shiraishi opened the top one first and took out two documents from it.

One is a shop lease contract for a period of one year.

Shiraishi read it roughly, put it aside, and opened the other one.

This is a short-term employee contract, also signed for one year, the content is generally fine, but the salary...

"Every 30 days of actual work, you have to pay 1 'crystal'? What is this?" Shiraishi subconsciously checked the backpack, but the bag was empty and there were no novice items.

He paused and turned to the currency interface.

This time, I did see a column that said "Crystal", but the number marked on the back was 0.

Shiraishi pressed the word "crystal" a few times, but no explanation came out.

It may be a feature that has not been unlocked yet.

So Shiraishi gave up, anyway, sooner or later, he would know, not less than a short while later.

Even if you think about it carefully, even if you don't know, there is no problem - he can completely lock the door of the store and treat it as a simple suite without hiring employees. Anyway, the currency rewarded by the task is quite a lot.

Shiraishi thought as he put the documents back into the bag.

At this time, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of a corner of the employee contract. At the signature of Party B, there were three neat and beautiful words: Butterfly Endure.

Shiraishi recalled the characters in the world of Conan, but did not remember this person in the main line.

It's a rare name, it sounds like a ninja... In other words, the system shouldn't really send a ninja to help.