Standing in the middle of the narrow shop with a blank face is none other than the "book lover" Hou Hai Lu Dou, who is short and fat, wears glasses, a baseball cap, and wears a two-dimensional virtual idol T-shirt.

Next to him is a woman who looks about 25 years old, has long red hair and supermodel-like S-curves.

The white lab coat and tear moles in the corners of her eyes on the outside of her shirt, combined with the black stockings with sleeves and thin legs wrapped under her short skirt, always reminded Sosuke Araki of some strange and familiar scenes for some reason.

One of these two people doesn't seem to have figured out the current situation......

Obviously he was a little gangster who came to trouble him, why was he beaten by passers-by outside the door.

The other, however, had already sat down in front of the computer and drank coffee as if no one was around.

"That...... I don't know what's going on, but thank you for your help just now......"

Houhai Lu Dou rubbed his palms, breaking the embarrassment between the fields.

No matter what the reason, the other party cleaned up those little gangsters, which can be regarded as a favor for himself.

"Well, Hou Haisang, you don't have to be polite, I've always looked at these guys in a group of three."

"That...... How do you know my name......"

"It's me, the Ghost Face Rider who brought you food last time, and you invited me to drink Dr. Pepper, and we discussed it...... And that, and that......"

Sousuke Araki raised his eyebrows slightly, revealing an expression that a man understands.

"Oooo You said that, I remembered it, what a coincidence......"

Atsukai Rito carefully looked at the man opposite, and immediately matched the "Ghost Rider Super1" that day.

"By the way, I've met for the second time, and I haven't asked for your name yet......"

"It's a small thing, my name is Sousuke Araki."

"That, Araki-kun...... Let me introduce you to this one of our "Be careful! The president of the Murder House Identification Co., Ltd., who is also my cousin, Mai Hanyu. ”

Atsukai Rikuto introduced Sousuke Araki, who was at a loss.

"Please call me president at the company...... And you missed a sentence, it's the crazy genius scientist Mai Hanyu......"

The woman sitting at the back of the computer still maintained a calm expression, pointing at the other person's words mercilessly, as if unaware of the fact that she had "just been rescued".

As her eyes flickered, she glanced at something cylindrical on Sosuke Araki's lower body......

Although he was accustomed to the eyes of others, but from a beauty like Hanyu Mai to look at him like this, Sosuke Araki somehow felt a strange pleasure mixed with shame, pride, and unwillingness.

"Hmph, I know, all of this is the choice of the cosmic consciousness!"

With a wave of his hand, Hanyu Maisu stretched out his hand directly and pointed to Sosuke Araki's lower body, attributing the facts in front of him to an unknown existence.

"Hello?"

Following the other party's unabashedly fingers and gaze, Sosuke Araki looked down and found that what the other party was pointing at was what was exposed in his trouser pocket...... Half a roll of leaflets.

It was that humble job posting.

……

Ten minutes later.

Sousuke Araki holds a bottle of chilled Dr. Pepper and coldens his cheek with a punch for "justifiable defense".

Sitting across from him, Mai Hanyu, like a queen, with long black silk legs and a broad chest that is impossible to ignore, flipped through resumes that were originally used to apply for property companies.

"Well, I said, have we met before?"

Hanyu leaned forward with one hand on her cheek and looked at Sosuke Araki with a scrutinizing gaze.

With this movement, she placed her elbows and chest on the table.

It seemed that this position made her feel a little more relaxed.

"I ...... I'm sure there is no ......."

Sousuke Araki, who didn't know where to look at his eyes at all, swept his eyes left and right for a while.

This amazing size, if I had seen it before, how could I possibly forget......

One thing to say, at close range, Hanyu Mai's appearance is very soft and delicate, and her figure is also concave and convex, even the white coat and the OL suit inside can't stop it, and she can kill the supermodel in the magazine in seconds.

But she, who is obviously a sexy and glamorous royal sister who doesn't speak, doesn't know why her mouth is filled with a strong middle two atmosphere.

"Yes, this strange sense of familiarity and closeness must be my delusion...... Anyway, the people sent by the cosmic consciousness this time are not very good......"

Flipping through the resume in his hand again, Hanyu Mai sighed lightly.

"Hey, I don't quite understand what you're talking about, but it always feels rude."

"Hmph, I didn't expect that the black claw had infiltrated the Extreme Dao Organization and reached out to us with a sinful hand...... If you want to join us, are you ready to die? ”

"Hmph, is it the consciousness of death, if it's for this job...... Of course not!! Also, from the very beginning, I was very concerned about what kind of stuff the 'black claws' and 'cosmic consciousness' you talked about. ”

Sousuke Araki, who felt offended, finally couldn't help but complain.

Seeing that the two of them were talking like chickens and ducks, the conversation reached an impasse, and Atsukai Rikuto, who was sitting on the side, hurriedly explained in a low voice in Sosuke Araki's ear: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, my cousin is too obsessed with research on weekdays, resulting in always fantasizing about some strange things...... 'Black Claw' is her fictional villain organization all over the world, and 'cosmic consciousness' is just a certain word in 'the integration of science and theology', you can ignore it automatically." ”

"Black Claw is a real evil organization...... If you don't even have the consciousness of death and want to inherit the name of 'Sleeper', then please go back. ”

Completely ignoring the conversation between the two, Mai Hanyu wrapped her arms around the majestic 38F, and said to Sosuke Araki quite frantically.

"Also, please call me president when there are outsiders. After all, here, my biggest ......"

Hearing her add to Atsumi Rito, Sosuke Araki nodded in agreement......

Who's the biggest...... It's not a clear thing.

Then he turned his head and whispered to Atsukai Ludou, "Sleeper? ”

The other party was speaking Japanese, but he couldn't understand any of the new terms that kept popping up.

"You know the second disease, my sister often comes up with some strange words, please don't care...... Sleeper refers to the sleeper written on the recruitment position. ”

Sousuke Araki nodded understandingly, after all, he himself used to be a "middle two disease patient", and he was even sent to a related institution for electrotherapy.

"Hey, let me introduce you......"

Since the two were unable to communicate, Atsukai Rikuto was forced to act as a translator, carefully drafting words to explain the content of the job to Sosuke Araki.

"Be careful! The main source of income for this small website with only one president and one employee is the advertising generated by traffic and the "brokerage business" involving the rental and sale of objects with psychological defects.

The website is small, but the information provided is very detailed.

The address of the murder house, the house number, the previous occupants and the cause of death, the case news link, and the police public information are all available.

Even during the Honnoji Incident during the Warring States Period, the place of Oda Nobunaga's death can be found.

The website also has a rigorous review of information acquisition channels, such as reference to the news, indictments, and public police cases, as well as on-site inspections, which are all procedures that staff must follow, and the update of network information based on big data algorithms is also quite timely.

So far, the popularity of the website has become more and more popular, and many netizens even take pleasure in finding the "murderous house" around them on the map.

The reason why the "kind little brother who runs the bubble tea shop" just now came to the door is naturally because the milk tea shop and the hotel above were labeled as symbolizing the "murderous house" by the website and disclosed the case information, causing the business to plummet.

The position of "sleep tester" is mainly responsible for conducting a comprehensive professional assessment of the newness, maintenance, living comfort, and surrounding convenience of those houses with psychological defects that are about to be listed for rent and sale on the website, and at the same time, in order to ensure the actual check-in experience and safety, "by the way" to stay another night.

To put it simply, it is "a murderous house to try to sleep".