Chapter 4 Chapter 3 The Mystery of Paradise

one The next day, Kisaki went to work as usual.As before, he grabbed the seat and gave it to Gongxi who came up at the third stop.Everything is a repetition of the past.Gongxi still nodded generously, and sat down as a matter of course.He didn't know that he was nearly killed last night.If Kisaki didn't go to the police station to inquire about the address of Miyanishi's house, Miyanishi would not be able to sit in the seat given to him by Kisaki in such a grand manner. "Kizaki-kun." That morning, Miyanishi rarely spoke first. "Is there something wrong?" Kisaki bent down and put his ear close to Miyanishi.

"Did you bring this newspaper from home?" Miyanishi looked at the newspaper in Kisaki's hand. "Yes, do you want to see it?" "No, I finished reading the newspaper at home. Starting tomorrow, can you sit with the newspaper under your buttocks?" Miyanishi's words were incomprehensible. "Put newspaper under your ass?" "Yeah. I hate sitting in a seat with someone else's body heat on it. You've been in a toilet that's hot, that's what it feels like." After understanding the meaning of what he said, Kisaki suddenly felt the blood all over his body rushing to the top of his head.Miyanishi compared Kisaki's seat to a toilet, and asked him to put a newspaper under his buttocks to reduce the residual body temperature.

——This kind of man should really be killed. Kizaki stood there in a daze as if suffering from a dementia, unable to speak. "Newspapers can be read in the subway. Anyway, you can stand in the subway." Gongxi added. two "Kisaki-kun! Hey, isn't that Kisaki?" That day, on the tram back from get off work, Kisaki was standing blankly with his suspenders on, when he suddenly heard someone greet him from the side. "Oh! It really is Kisaki! Just now I thought this person looked familiar, and I kept looking at you." Beside him, a well-dressed 30-year-old man smiled.It does look familiar, but I can't remember the name at the moment.

"What, did you forget? I'm in the village where you get off work from the same school." "Ah, Mr. Murakami!" Kisaki finally remembered.Yukichi Murakami seems to be the son of a fishing bully in a fishing village in Hokkaido.I didn't go to school very much at the time, but my family was wealthy, and I often drove a racing car to school, surrounded by female students on campus, majestic and unstoppable.Occasionally come to school, but most of them are fooling around in mahjong halls or teahouses.When not in school, they play fashionable games such as golf, speedboat, and bowling.Doing nothing all day long.Compared with Kisaki who comes to school honestly every day and is unknown to everyone, Murakami is a prominent and romantic figure in the school.

If I were to be in his condition and situation, I would never act recklessly like him. Kisaki once watched him from afar with envious and despairing eyes. Kisaki sometimes stays with Murakami who is off duty when he is at get off work in the village, and when he is in a major class, but he is too prominent to be close to. In this village, in the subway, I greeted Kisaki. After entering the era of 200 nautical mile territorial sea rights, the Beiyang fishery industry has begun to decline.However, this instant speculation was immediately negated by the impeccable clothing of the village.It seems that he still has a lot to eat.

"Did you remember it? It's been a long time, how are you?" In school, they hardly spoke, but the same students who hadn't seen each other for many years met, and the village seemed to feel very close. "Are you fine too?" Kisaki said timidly, and cast a scorching gaze on the other party. The inferiority complex he had when he was a student has continued to this day, and it hasn't changed at all.The village wears the latest suits made of imported fabrics, wide ties with beautiful patterns, sparkling pointed sneakers, and the watches that appear and disappear in the cuffs seem to be high-end Swiss products. Even the tie pins and cuffs Koutu told people that this was a very rich and well-established man.

On the contrary, Kisaki has been wearing squirrel skin for ten years. His clothes are shiny, he can't see the sun, his trousers are rounded at the knees, and the soles of his leather shoes are worn out. He also receives a monthly salary. It's not that poor, it's just that I don't have the energy to pay attention to what I wear. When taking the commuter tram, he has to occupy a seat for the section chief. In the company, he is a handyman; at home, he is abandoned by his wife. This kind of boring and decadent life, for him, clothes are just used to cover his body cover up. Pay attention to beautiful clothes because you want to show off your self-consciousness to women and society.And to stand out in society, one has to bear the tension of being noticed by society. Kisaki has never experienced this kind of tension.For there has never been a single moment in a lifetime of striking awareness.

He considers himself an incompetent person, like a cockroach afraid of the sun, always avoiding the shadows. After seeing the village, I found that the feeling of inferiority was not only the extension of the student period, but also seemed to be continuously strengthened. "You are still the same, you are full of energy!" Kisaki himself felt disgusted by this inadvertently flattering tone. "No, it can't be done, the world is harsh. You can't drive a racing car like you did when you were a student." Murakami said, scanning Kisaki's clothes with his eyes. "Where do you live now?" Kisaki asked cautiously.There used to be rumors that after graduating from the village, he returned to his hometown to inherit the family business.

"The family is bankrupt. Before the 200 nautical mile territorial sea rights were confirmed, we couldn't catch fish. Our whole family moved to Tokyo. Are you busy with work now?" Murakami dodged Kisaki's question with a rhetorical question. I want to talk about myself.It seems that the ever-changing social turmoil has also affected this model village of hedonic youth. "Well, let's make do." Kisaki nodded vaguely.His inconspicuous status is really nothing to boast about. "Where do you work?" Murakami continued to ask unceremoniously.Kisaki had to say the name of the company.

"It's Anxin Drug Dealer! That's a top-notch company." "It's just a seller." "What sells something?" "Oh, it's the salesman." "It turned out to be a drug salesman. Is it like the drug seller in Toyama?" "A drug seller in Toyama? Somewhat similar." "Then are you married now? Hey, of course you have been married a long time ago?" "Well, sort of." "Are there any children?" "There is one. So, what do you do now?" Kisaki, who had been passively asked, finally got the chance to ask back.

"Look, I forgot to introduce. I'm sorry, I'm doing this job now." Murakami took out a high-quality paper business card that was a circle larger than ordinary business cards from his pocket, with the words "Investigation Director of Central Economic Management Corporation" printed on it. "This..." Kisaki raised his eyes and asked. "It's the job of collecting information on companies. It's a kind of private consulting office, but it's not just consulting, it also publishes magazines, books, and newspapers." "So, the scale is not small." "Well, little is known about this aspect." The village was quite proud.Although I don't know the status of the investigation director, but since there is the word "director", it must be some kind of leader. "It seems to be a very interesting job." Now Kisaki thinks that any job is more interesting than his job. "Intelligence is the lifeblood of business, so it is a fact that it is in a leading position in today's society. It can be said to be a more interesting job." There was a clear sense of superiority on the village's face.Then he asked Kisaki again as if suddenly remembering: "By the way, do your salesmen get paid based on their work performance according to the company's contract?" "That's right, it's really embarrassing to say, I'm not a regular employee yet." Kisaki couldn't lift his head. "Actually, there's nothing to be ashamed of. Now is the era of salesmen who earn a lot of money by their skills. Compared with regular employees who earn dead wages, you are still a good leader in your line of work." He said reassuringly.Then, he said: "So, salesmen also have the freedom of being a salesman. If you don't want to do it, you can find another better job at any time. Now, the company is just a temporary place to live. What, if you have temporary ideas there, you can Come to our company to work, and now there is a vacant seat, and we are looking for candidates. I think you are right. My classmates at the same time know the basics and can be trusted. Because the work involves company secrets, it is not good if you are not a reliable person. If you It really means that, the treatment should be as favorable as possible. As for the status, as a company employee, you can enjoy a fixed salary. If you have a family, this is a job with a guarantee of life compared to a salesman who takes a commission." The village just praised How free is the job of a salesman who makes money with his skills? At this moment, he repeated his advice to change his career to be a staff with a living guarantee. These unexpected words made Kisaki bewildered. "If you are willing to come to our company, I can give you this amount." The amount expressed by the village is about three times his current income. "Really give so much?" Mu Qi was really surprised, but half doubtful.This remark came from the mouth of an early classmate Murakami who hadn't seen each other for many years and was not very close, which made it difficult for him to believe it easily.What's more, he still doesn't know the details of the "Central Economic Management Corporation". "This is still the smallest number. If the situation improves, there will be bonuses. How about it, come on." "It happened so suddenly that I was really caught off guard." "Yes! We just met after many years, and we suddenly talked about this kind of thing. Naturally, I was very surprised. Speaking of which, I can only say this to you..." The village looked around pretendingly, and said mysteriously on purpose: "Our company is actually an agent." "acting?" "There is a huge funder behind the scenes, the name of which cannot be disclosed yet. We are intelligence collection agents disguised by a large company. If the company directly collects intelligence, it will be difficult, and it will cause a lot of trouble. Therefore, the company hides behind , let us come forward to carry out activities. Using publishing activities as a cover to paralyze the other party, it will be easy to get information. Speaking of which, they are spies directly under the manager's office, so there is no problem with funding." Murakami seems to have seen through Kisaki's mind say. "But I don't know how to collect any intelligence." He was about to say that I can only do some chores, but he swallowed the words again. "Not all employees are intelligence collectors, that's just part of it. No matter how much intelligence is collected, if it is not sorted out in time for ready use, it will lose its meaning. Now, it is the lack of people in the sorting work." "If it's sorting work, I seem to be able to do it." Kisaki was gradually introduced into the topic of the village, citing documents and sorting out some examples is what he is best at. "I'm afraid it will be inconvenient for you to reply right now. How about this, if you want to come, just call me at the address on the business card. Even if I'm not here, just tell me that you were introduced by the village, and they will know. " The village threw out the bait, but didn't deliver it to the other party's mouth. He seemed to be aware of the effect of this method of appetizing conversation. Just when Kisaki finally developed a strong interest and wanted to ask further details, Murakami was about to get off the car. "I'll get off here. If you're interested, call me. Goodbye!" Murakami got off the car confidently.Whether it is confidence in his own life, or the confidence that Kisaki will definitely take the bait, it is impossible to know. A stone thrown from the village caused ripples in Kisaki's chest. ——Is he persuading from the heart?Could it be a feigned concern for a listless classmate of the same period whom I haven't seen for a long time? Kisaki was puzzled.Although he was confused, he was caught in the whirlpool of the village's words and couldn't extricate himself. In any case, three times the salary income and security of life are indeed a huge temptation. Since there is a big sponsor behind it, it can be said that it will be stable for life.The degree of stability can be seen from the clothes in the village.So valuable clothing can not only be maintained by simple work. The clothes in the village are very decent, not to show off on purpose, but to be elegant and chic based on a wealthy life. If he really became the special envoy of the manager's office of a large company, he would not be a "local aborigine", and his wife would definitely look at her with admiration. If you die in the current company, there is no future at all.He has to be humiliatingly enslaved by Miyanishi, but also has to do those menial chores, sadly living in the darkest corner of the company where pragmatism is the first, and never getting ahead. That kind of life is enough, and if he doesn't meet the village, he can probably continue to endure that kind of humiliation.However, after hearing the mouth-watering words of the village, it was as if the spirits of hell had seen the light of heaven, and they didn't want to endure it for a quarter of an hour. It was the village who cast the spider thread leading to heaven, and the spider thread I don't know if I can bear my own weight.Beyond that, however, there was no hope to rest on. When I looked up along the spider's thread, I found that the uppermost world was so beautiful and full of sunshine.There is no bullying from Gongxi, no pressure from quotas, and no difference between the head office and branch offices. Instead, there is only three times higher income and life security.What's more, collecting corporate intelligence is another interesting job. ——This is the only chance to enter "Heaven". Kisaki is determined.It is better to act sooner rather than later. If the village changes its mind at any time, or someone else fills the vacancy, it will be too late. Three days later, Kisaki hung up the phone number on Murakami's business card. three "The village is not here." A woman answered the phone with a flat tone. "Have you gone out?" Kisaki suddenly felt disappointed. "yes." "When can I come back?" "In about two weeks." "Two weeks! Such a long time." Disappointment flooded my heart like ink blots.Don't say two weeks, even one day can't wait. "Where did you go?" Kisaki endured his disappointment and continued to ask. "foreign." "Overseas! Which country?" We just met each other 3 days ago, but now we have gone abroad.Kisaki really felt that Murakami was living in a world that he could not imagine. "No comment, who are you?" "Ah, I'm sorry. My name is Kisaki, I'm Murakami..." "Ah, you are Mr. Kisaki, a friend of Murakami's university." The other party's voice immediately softened. "The village has already talked about it, saying that you can call in these two days." "That's what Murakami said?" Murakami had already seen through Kisaki's psychological activities. "Yes. It's about work, isn't it?" "Yes, yes." Kisaki was speechless, his actions had been expected by others, and he lost the battle from the very beginning. "If it's convenient for you, please come here immediately." The other party said without hesitation. "Central Economic Management Corporation" is in the rental building of Ginza Ochome. This is a magnificent 10-story building. Most of the renters are quite famous representatives of the House of Representatives and law firms. The Central Economic Management Company is located on the highest floor of the building, and taking the elevator to the lobby is like entering another world.Starting from the elevator entrance, there is a long-haired carpet, and the hall exudes bursts of flower fragrance. The hall is spacious and bright, and there is no one.Indirect lighting lights fall like fog from overhead. Kisaki stayed for a while, and saw a reception desk in the corner of the hall.A woman was sitting there, and he walked over cautiously. "Mr. Kisaki, right?" The other party spoke first, and by hearing the voice, she knew that she was the woman who answered the phone, "Waiting for you, please come here." She stood up from the table and led the way into the hall. She opened the door of a room, and the sight in front of her eyes suddenly opened up. The entire wall was inlaid with glass, overlooking the entire city center.The glass is blackout, so the scenery appears blue and dark, shrouded in a kind of mystery.In the spacious room, there are several leather-covered sofas, and there is no one here, not only is there no one, there is not even a human atmosphere. "Please wait." The woman who led the way pointed to a sofa inside, and then quietly left the room.Kisaki watched the room anxiously, there was nothing here that could indicate the company's business activities, only a rich space that showed wealth. The woman came in quietly just now with a cup of strong coffee. "There are no clerks working here?" Kisaki asked the woman who put the teacup on the table.She looked at him in surprise.This is a woman whose age cannot be guessed. Her face is bland and featureless, as if her features were covered up with makeup. "Of course there is!" she replied after a pause. "It's as if there's no one there." "That's right, because every room has been soundproofed." Hearing what she said, Kisaki noticed that she didn't move at all when she was walking. It turned out that the sound was absorbed by the soundproof equipment and the thick carpet. She didn't say much, put down her coffee and left the room evasively. "Ah, I kept you waiting." Kisaki had just finished his coffee when a man entered.He wears a well-made suit, is well built, and is about 50 years old.Wearing a pair of light-colored black-rimmed glasses, he couldn't see his expression clearly. Seeing that Kisaki was about to stand up in a panic, he raised his hand gracefully to stop him. "You don't need to stand up. I heard that you and Muranaka-kun are college classmates?" He sounds like a village boss.Maybe this person is the "manager". "It's a classmate." "Because it was recommended by Mr. Murakami, no problem, it seems like you are separated from your wife now?" "Yes, because it's a little..." Kisaki was about to answer, but was shocked.I didn't tell the village about the separation from my wife!The other party was keenly aware of Kisaki's expression. "Haha, investigation is our business. It just proves that we care about you, so please don't mind." The eyes behind the glasses are smiling.That being said, the other party was well aware of Kisaki's deplorable situation in the company.Some of the situations that were concealed from the village have been investigated clearly. Will the other party lose his enthusiasm just because he realizes Kisaki's incompetence?Disappointment penetrated Kisaki's whole body from his feet like a gust of cold air. "You are exactly the talent we need. If you want, you can go to work right away. I think Mr. Murakami has told you that those benefits are guaranteed." Kisaki suspected that his ears had misheard. "Is the salary really that high?" Kisaki blurted out his doubts. "Haha, how can you lie about such an important matter." The other party smiled heartily. "Am I really qualified for that job? According to the village, it's the job of sorting out files." "Well, now you should familiarize yourself with the company's environment. By the way, do you have a driver's license?" "I only have a license, not a car." When applying for a salesman, a driver's license is an indispensable condition, so I hurriedly obtained it.But after work, he has been working as a "back office", but it is useless. He has really become a "driver without a car". "It doesn't matter if you don't have a car. The company has a car, so you can drive it first." "Do you need to drive for work?" "It's not essential. But it's still convenient to drive. It's the age of the car." "Then I must master it as soon as possible." "That's good." The other party smiled easily, and pressed the internal phone button on the table.The voice of the woman from before appeared. "Take Mr. Kisaki to the office." The man ordered.The woman came in quietly again. "Then, I'm excused." The man nodded slightly, stood up leisurely, and walked inside.After his back completely disappeared, Kisaki remembered that he hadn't asked his name yet. Originally, even if you thought of asking for your name in a face-to-face conversation, people who are much taller than you can't ask such impolite questions. Four The Central Economic Management Corporation is a mysterious company.The walls of the offices are 10 meters apart, and each employee is divided into a room.The only thing in the office is a desk, a telephone, a safe, and a filing cabinet for documents. Kisaki was also assigned to such a hut, but he didn't see any of his colleagues, even on the elevator, in the hall, and even in the toilet, he seldom met anyone.Even if they meet occasionally, the other party does not raise their eyelids, turns their face away, and avoids talking to others. Kisaki's current job is to practice driving and read newspapers. The car is a CMK2 produced by T company lent to him by the company.Because he already had a driver's license, the company told him to drive to and from get off work in order to practice his driving skills.Newspapers range from national to local major newspapers, and you can read them casually, just cut out the interesting ones, and it doesn't matter what kind of reports it is. Kisaki felt that the other party was trying him out.Reports directly related to funders may have been collected by those who specialize in tailoring.Perhaps Kisaki was asked to do this kind of newspaper clipping work that does not require much effort even for women and children, in order to understand his interests and hobbies; just doing this kind of work, he will not be paid a high salary. Kisaki only knew that the woman who received him at the beginning was called Sada Sumie, and the "boss" with light-colored glasses was called Tonoka Masaya.Mioka seemed to be the manager, but he didn't finally figure it out.When asked if Tonooka Sumieeda was the manager, she replied "boss". Whether the "boss" is the same as the manager, or whether there is a manager behind the "boss" is also unknown, and Sada Sumie just said: "I don't know either." On the third day at the company, Chengzhi came and handed over a road map the size of a business card. "what is this?" "The road map to the clinic responsible for our company's health care. It has been agreed that you will go there for a physical examination at 9 o'clock tomorrow morning. After 8 o'clock tonight, please do not eat or drink." "Physical examination?!" Kisaki said in surprise. "It is natural for new employees to undergo physical examination." Sumie Sada still replied flatly. "That's true. Speaking of physical examination, it's been a long time since I did it." "Therefore, we need to check. It is different from the student days. People who come from the society have contracted some messy diseases somewhere." Sumie Sada said in a rigid tone, as if Muzaki had come out of the turbid current of society. Kisaki wanted to pay her a few words in return, but he couldn't find the right words. Those who come from the flow and come to this kind of company that doesn't know the details are the best evidence of being thrown out by the flow. ——Yes, let’s put it that way. Just thinking of this, Cheng Zhi had already left the room. The clinic that Sumie Sada mentioned was in a building called Medical Building in Otemachi, where medical institutions are concentrated. In the mail room, after telling the name of the company and himself, he was told to go to the "special" outpatient department on the fifth floor. The "special" outpatient department already had Kisaki's medical records, and blood and urine samples were taken here, and then the height, weight, and vision were measured, and chest and stomach X-rays were performed.Thereafter, the teeth and eyes were examined.During the inspection, Kisaki found that he seemed to be sent to the "human dock".No other company requires such comprehensive checks on new hires.The most detailed examination is probably the chest X-ray and blood pressure. At this time, Kisaki was terrified of the intentions of the Central Economic Management Corporation, which required such a thorough physical examination. When all the examinations were over, it was already 3 o'clock in the afternoon. Due to the large amount of blood drawn and forced to drink barium porridge, Kizaki was already paralyzed by the end of the examination. "The company will be notified of the results of the examination." The nurse in charge said that Kisaki was relieved, and when he was about to walk out of the "special" outpatient department, a patient in the waiting room was called to stand up. Kisaki glanced casually at the patient and was startled.At this time, the other party also saw him. "Ah, it's you!" "Ah, you're not..." The two blurted out almost simultaneously. "What an adventure!" "At that time, I was under your care." The other party smiled intimately.It was Masaki Oikawa when they lined up together in front of the Green Kindergarten. "Are you here for a health check, too?" "Oh, yes." In the joy of reunion, there is a trace of apprehension.Women often suffer from all kinds of unspeakable diseases. It is probably a little embarrassing to meet on such an occasion. "Now this age should pay attention to adult diseases, but it doesn't seem to be a big problem." In order to find a way for Masaki's confusion, Kisaki said mockingly to himself that if the inspection can be completed immediately, he would like to take her to a tea shop to deepen their friendship when they go back. "After we parted, I changed jobs. I just came here now." Kisaki handed over a newly made business card. "Oh!" Maki was taken aback. "You know where it is?" "No, I don't know," she hurriedly concealed herself, but couldn't regain her composure immediately.Does she have anything to do with "China Economic Management"?Or is there an acquaintance working here? "Miss Oikawa, please come in." Just when Kisaki wanted to ask her again, the nurse urged her. "Then, goodbye." Oikawa Maki walked towards the examination room like a boxer rescued by the final gong.Kisaki lost his chance. Kisaki waited boredly in the waiting room for a while, but she didn't come out.The nurse looked at Kisaki who had not left after the examination with strange eyes. Kisaki couldn't bear it anymore and asked the nurse, "Miss Oikawa, will it take a long time?" "Is it with her?" "No, I think..." "It may take a long time." "So, what test did she have?" "That's the patient's private matter, no comment." The nurse said coldly, looking at Kisaki suspiciously.He can't stay here for long. On the way home, Kisaki's heart skipped a beat. ——Could it be that Masaki Oikawa was also sent by the "China Economic Management" for inspection? When she saw the business card, she was shocked so much.Doesn't that mean that she came to the "special" outpatient department from the same line as herself? ——No, no. It is impossible for the "Special Outpatient Department" to only serve the Central Economic Management.Although Masaki Oikawa has some reactions to the business card of China Economic Management, it does not necessarily come from the same "line". "There is no such thing as a coincidence." Kisaki said to himself.But he still has an intuition that there seems to be some relationship between Makoto and "China Economic Management". If this is the case, although the details of China Economic Management are unknown, it will be a pleasant place. "wrong!" Kisaki stopped by the side of the road and pondered. If Oikawa Maki has something to do with this unknown company, then she herself has become an unfathomable person.Kisaki knew almost nothing about Oikawa Masaki.She looked melancholy, just from that unfathomable flash. After returning to the company, Kisaki asked Sumie Sada if he knew Oikawa. Chengzhi replied coldly that he did not know.What a nasty woman.Kisaki was troubled by a feeling of uneasiness and disappointment, and was at a loss.