Pretend To Be a Good Person In the World of Conan

Shiraishi responded to the door, looked down at Conan, and politely hurried away: "I want to change my clothes, and then I'm busy with the cafe, you go back first."

"Okay." Conan glanced in the direction of the door.

After leaving Shiraishi's house, he trotted around to the floor-to-ceiling windows of the coffee shop and peeked in secretly.

There was only the female employee in the room who loved to laugh, but her laughter made people feel chills behind her. There were no other suspicious persons.

Conan intuitively thought that even if the black cat did not leave fingerprints on the tape, he must have seen the extra mysterious person.

Fingerprints are very inconspicuous in daily life and are usually not remembered by people.

Conan used this question as an entry point, and also wanted to take the opportunity to let Shiraishi contact the black cat, so as to facilitate his eavesdropping - if he didn't know he was next to him, the black cat might leak.

But what Conan didn't expect was that Shiraishi didn't mention contacting the other party, but just recited it... This is very unreasonable.

Could it be that the black cat had a criminal record before and was caught because of his fingerprints? That's why Shiraishi remembered his fingerprints, and he also learned a lesson from his experience, always showing up wearing gloves regardless of winter or summer?

With his behavior and personality, the more he thinks about it, the more likely it is...

Just as he was nodding secretly, Butterfly Ren in the cafe suddenly raised his head and smiled at him through the glass.

"!" Conan also gave her a dry smile, greeted her with a childlike smile, and turned to go upstairs.

Since Shiraishi is very busy today, let's wait for him to finish his work and think of a cliché for another entry point...

…

Ten minutes later, Shiraishi pushed the door and walked into the cafe.

Butterfly Shinobi was standing in front of the counter, with a neat package next to her, just big enough to hold a set of pots.

Shiraishi stared at the burden for a moment, then thought about the date and understood.

A piece of crystal can employ employees for 30 natural days. Although he didn't count it carefully, it is true that almost 30 days have passed by now.

But she is the only one in the card pool. What are you doing now with this picture of packing your luggage? Go through the process?

Shiraishi was a little puzzled.

"You're so slow..." Butterfly Ninja looked away from the clock and instructed, "There are 2 minutes and 34 seconds before the hiring time. After I leave, please don't draw the card immediately, wait half an hour before drawing."

"Okay." Shiraishi was a little curious, "Is this the metaphysics of raising your rank?" Can you change from SR to SSR?

Butterfly endured a sly smile: "Secret."

"…"Fine.

Soon, Butterfly Ninja walked towards the door of the cafe holding her small package. The moment she went out, she seemed to pass through some invisible barrier and gradually disappeared.

Shiraishi also waved at her in a nonchalant manner.

He has always been good at heeding advice, and he is also involved in metaphysical summons.

Opened the staff management and waited for the summoning array for half an hour. At the moment when the second hand overlapped with the position when Butterfly Shinobi left, Shiraishi accurately activated the summoning.

The card pile in the center of the screen was shuffled for a while, and soon, a card the size of a business card popped up.

Shiraishi glanced at the screen and looked at the door again, intending to say hello to Butterfly Shinobi, who had come in again, and at the same time ask her to put the pot that she abducted back to its original position.

However, when he glanced at the screen, the words on it were completely different from what he had imagined.

【【R】Autumn leaves】

"...???"

A question mark appeared on the top of the white stone, Classmate Butterfly Ninja? Is this the metaphysics you taught me?

...This is a metaphysics that won't be drawn 100%!

The corners of his eyes couldn't help but jump twice, and at this moment, the wind chimes at the door jingled.

Baishi raised his head from behind the counter and saw a long and straight black sister in a cheongsam walking in outside the door.

"It's Mr. Shiraishi."

Hongye went straight to the counter, she took off her sunglasses, casually said it to her neckline, and reached out and shook Shiraishi.

Then, without wasting a second, he flipped his wrist and opened his palm in front of Shiraishi.

... At that moment, looking at her open hand towards him, Shiraishi seemed to see an eight-headed version of the Q-version assistant, and his first reaction was to hurry up and hide his wallet.

However, the situation was not what he thought.

"Listen to Xiao Ren, do you want to develop a poison?"

Hongye's voice is soft, but she speaks faster than others, showing a sense of urgency: "Give me the information, I'm better at chemistry than her."

…

Ten minutes later, Hongye turned over the last page of APTX4869's information.

Shiraishi was amazed at her reading speed comparable to that of a scanner, and at the same time secretly thought that in the past 30 days, the fox might be able to retire honorably from the job of ghostwriting.

Just as he was thinking, the wind chime on the door rang again.

Baishi looked at the sound and saw someone standing at the door, looking in.

-Similar things have happened five or six times just now.

At first, Shiraishi thought they were wandering spirits attracted by the food on the shelves. But soon he found out that something was wrong - these people didn't know how to go through the door, they were just ordinary passers-by who pushed open the door and asked if the store was open.

After sending people away again, Shiraishi had to find another small blackboard, write "closed", and put it at the door.

As for why this happens all of a sudden...

Needless to say, it must have something to do with the new staff at the counter.

"That." Facing Shiroishi's question, Hongye tapped on the notebook that he took out from nowhere, and said casually:

"It's my own buff, 'Money Tide'. Now I'm sitting in the store, so the effect it shows is to attract customers."

Shiraishi's eyes lit up when he heard the buff, but when he remembered the title party attribute of the system, he suddenly became alert and suppressed the excitement in his heart.

When it comes to this topic, there is a question that cannot but be asked: "The buff you mentioned also has Butterfly Endure?"

"Of course." Hongye is very proficient at doing both, and she never stops typing on the keyboard, and she has time to answer questions, "She can repel mosquitoes and promote plant growth—haven't you noticed that there are no insects around the room? "

"...I thought there were no bugs because of the odd weather."

He kept looking at people typing on the keyboard, and he was still a little sleepy, but Shiraishi slowly realized that it wouldn't help his research if he stayed here.

But as soon as he stood up, Hongye suddenly stopped him, turned the computer on his lap, and the screen was facing him - there was a budget table on it.

"I can't afford it even if I sell it." Shiraishi stared at the last string of zeros and sighed in poverty, "Why don't we study this medicine?"

"?" Hongye looked up at him for a while, and quickly estimated the price of the boss in her heart. After calculating, she felt that Shiraishi underestimated herself, "No matter from which aspect, you are still worth 250,000 yen."

"...I was just making an analogy just now!" Shiraishi suddenly panicked and decided to immediately add "No Sales Boss" to the new store rules, "Also, what is 250,000? What you wrote is at least two or three more than 250,000. Numbers."

Hongye leaned over suspiciously and looked at the computer screen. After a while, she showed a clear expression: "The bottom right corner is the final budget, here—" She reached out and clicked on the top left corner, "That's the initial funding needed."

The red nails dyed with Kodan reflected in Shiraishi's eyes, making him instantly think of the red deduction word.

"250,000 yen..." Shiraishi covered his eyes with one hand and sighed uncontrollably, "To be honest, did you peek at my bankbook?"

"No." Hongye shook his head solemnly, "This is the minimum requirement - please rest assured, after earning the necessary research funds and purchasing new equipment for Xiaoren, I will return the cost to you."

"…"

…

Shiraishi suddenly became poor again.

But ~www.readwn.com~ Because he has become poor too many times, compared to the previous few times, he has actually started to get used to it.

Moreover, Hongye said that she would pay back the capital, she looks quite upright, not the type who can make jokes, she should be able to talk.

... Having said that, he just mentioned it casually at the time, there is no real need to study that kind of medicine!

…

Hongye seems to be planning to invest and chain stores together, and after getting the funds, she left quickly.

When he heard that she was going to leave the store, Shiraishi was still stunned for a moment. He remembered that Butterfly Ren said that the clerk could not leave the store five meters away.

However, Hongye explained that her force value can only be counted as "N", and she is classified as "R" because of other bonuses, so she can freely enter and leave the cafe, and said that she will not do anything outside, so Shiraishi can rest assured.

…It is impossible to be at ease, but it is useless to be at ease.

Shiraishi decided to do his own thing like when Butterfly Shinobi was on duty - go back to sleep.

But before he stood up, a man got closer and closer and stopped at the entrance of the cafe.

It was a middle-aged man who looked like a civil servant. He was wearing an old dark blue suit and carrying a black briefcase.

...the guests again.

Shiraishi thought he hadn't seen the small blackboard with the words "closed", and was about to go over to tell him that the store wasn't open yet, but as soon as he approached, he saw the middle-aged man glance at the closed glass door, and suddenly bowed slightly, goo Grumbling through the door.

In Shiraishi's complicated eyes, he held up the metal-frame glasses on the bridge of his nose as usual, and found a seat nearby to sit down.

Then politely nodded to Shiraishi: "Coffee, thank you."