Working as a Grim Reaper in the World of Detective Conan

On a certain month in the year 2023 in the underworld calendar, a large number of ghosts gathered in front of an inconspicuous palace. In such a large area, uninformed people thought that today was the succession ceremony of the new Lord Yama! This matter started a few months ago. At that time, the underworld was peaceful. Unfortunately, the sky was unpredictable, and ghosts had misfortunes and misfortunes. The many ghosts in the underworld never imagined that one day they would work hard for life like mortals. Yan Jun was dissatisfied with the lazy style of the underworld that had remained unchanged for thousands of years, and ordered the judge to make sweeping rectifications, making sure to rejuvenate the underworld within half a year. In fact, there are many ghosts in the underworld that I still don't understand. How can they regain their vitality after they have become ghosts? I only know that the judge worked hard for several months and finally formulated a detailed performance appraisal system, which received strong support from Yan Jun. I heard that the links involved are so complex and the coverage is so far-reaching that it has reached an outrageous level. Of course, this has little to do with the difference between black and white and impermanence. As the lowest-level personnel in the underworld, their assessment content is very simple and crude. They only need to bring back a certain amount of ghosts in the human world to make the test. Usually ghost missions are sent out from the underworld. The ghosts stay in the world for more than seven days and refuse to be reincarnated in the underworld, so they need to be brought back by force. Ordinary newborn ghosts will be drawn by the underworld to reincarnate automatically within three days, and there is no need for them to be dispatched at all. Therefore, as two of the most grassroots personnel in the underworld, the two of them do not have much objection to this new regulation. You must know that the environment of the underworld has not changed at all in thousands of years. The ghosts often scheming for an opportunity to seduce souls in the human world. Of course, this is one of the few small benefits for low-level ghosts like them. In contrast, the human world is changing with each passing day, and some new things appear every few days. Normally, due to regulations, ghosts cannot stay in the human world at will, but as soon as the new regulations are promulgated, they have a legitimate reason to play in the human world. Isn't it just to guide the new ghosts for free? They are very familiar with this job. In the past few months, the life of the ghosts was so nourishing, their ambitions were almost over the top, and the whole underworld was full of ghosts, which really seemed to be full of vitality. Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. The performance appraisal plan formulated by the judge was said to be based on the most notorious corporate squeezing of employees in the world. Thousands of years of simple ghost differences are no match for them. The hard-fought performance in the first month laid the foundation for the miserable life in the second month. Just like this, half a year after the New Deal was promulgated, an unlucky guy who failed three consecutive assessments appeared in the underworld. With a stroke of his pen, the judge, this unfortunate ghost clerk was transformed from a formal employee to an intern employee. I heard it was the so-called demotion! Although the ghosts don't understand the difference between formal and informal at all, one thing they know very well is that once they are reduced to no organization, the soul-catching locks in their hands will be taken away. This is the foundation for them to settle down and live in the underworld. Once it is taken back, what is the meaning of ghost life? In just two days, the news spread throughout the underworld, and the ghosts and ghosts were in danger. You must know that the underworld is not like the human world. The system here is simple. If you want to get ahead, besides enduring hard, you can only make great contributions. But the underworld is not as peaceful as the human world. If you want to climb up, your arms and legs will be broken several times, and maybe your head will be lost. Because of this, ghosts in the underworld prefer to lie down than anywhere else. Mr. Yan Jun also saw the problem, so he carried out drastic employee reforms. "Xiaobai, how was your harvest today?" Hei Wuchang pulled off the ghost-specific suit on his head - a terrifying mask with a long tongue embedded in it. It is said that the ghost brothers who were demoted this time have been working as ghosts for hundreds of years, and they were eliminated in just a few months. "Forget it, except for the ghost who died, no one else was caught." Bai Wuchang tugged at his pigtails. Not being such a bully, he and his partner went out separately for the sake of performance. As a result, there was no one on the street. At this time in previous years, there should have been many people who died unexpectedly. A bunch of people were trampled to death here, a bunch of people were hit to death there, and even worse, there were some who committed suicide. The beautiful April day is supposed to be a good time for human beings to be ready to take action and commit suicide. This year, they are simply hit by ghosts. No, they are ghosts. They should be hit by a big evil. After wandering around the world as a ghost for so many years, this is the first time that I can't find a ghost in a densely populated city. Not to mention the ghosts who overstayed their welcome, even those who consciously went to the underworld to report, they were not found. Could it be that the involution of the ghost team has swept through the entire human world, catching up all the ghosts that have been stranded in the human world for thousands of years? Black and white looked at each other. This situation has been occurring in their jurisdiction for seven or eight days, and visual inspection will continue. Isn't this area incompatible with them? Ghost life is already so difficult, what else do they want them to do? There is no reason for the two of them to be so unlucky, there must be something wrong with this area! The two of them returned to the task handover with their heads hanging down. They looked at the smiling faces with melancholy, and their colleagues who had gained a lot came in and out. Why is there such a big gap between ghosts and ghosts!

Thinking back to those days, the two of them were the most outstanding ghost agents in the underworld. Even in the human world, they were full of prestige. When they stood on the street of the human world, their oppression value was even greater than that of the judge. Now, it is true that the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, and the two of them are probably about to stage the underworld version of being beaten to death on the beach by the waves behind. It is also a soul-catching lock, and people have gained a lot. The distance between ghosts is called a full one, but it is not like theirs. There is an estimated eight hundred meters between one and the other. The comparison is too tragic. "Masters of ghost missions, please come to the back hall to participate in this month's employee appraisal meeting." The person who came to deliver the message was the ghost brother who was demoted. He was once a ghost mission with a formal establishment. Unfortunately, the competition is too fierce, and now he can only be a messenger. This is a stark lesson! "Brother, we won't follow in the footsteps of this ghost brother, will we?" Bai Wuchang pulled Hei Wuchang behind the team, feeling sad, thinking that after they have worked hard for the underworld for thousands of years, they will soon die and be cooked by the lackeys. This is too chilling. It doesn't matter if he hasn't been promoted to the first level after working for thousands of years. If he is dismissed from office, the Soul Hook Lock will inevitably be taken back. That is simply a hopeless death, so let him explode on the spot! There were two tears left on Bai Wuchang's pale face. He made a gesture of holding Xizi's heart, and looked at the soul lock in his hand affectionately. "What are you thinking about? There are three chances for performance appraisal. We just failed the first appraisal, and there are two more chances. Besides, we are the oldest in the entire underworld, and there is nothing the judge can do. Let's do it." Hei Wuchang hit Bai Wuchang hard on the forehead, grabbed his collar and followed the group. The two ghosts found a corner and squatted silently, preparing for the roll call meeting later. This is the first time that I have been a ghost for so many years. There are many ghosts with complicated expressions around them. They are probably in a similar situation to the two of them. They are both ghosts in the world, so why do they know each other before they meet. The appearance of the palace is exactly the same as the usual buildings in the underworld, but there is something different inside. In the middle is a large wooden table that is completely different from the underworld style, surrounded by a circle of chairs. At first glance, it looks inexplicably shabby. The judge was sitting in the main seat, surrounded by subordinate superiors. No ghosts spoke, and the atmosphere was dull and depressing. Of course, the underworld was always like this, but the ghosts at that time didn't know that this was called depression. As the saying goes, same scene but different ghosts, same ghosts but different hearts. The ghosts of the same level as Black and White Wuchang were standing in the surrounding open space. They were not qualified to sit. I heard that this was also built based on the conference hall in the human world. The ghosts secretly complained in their hearts. They had captured many ghosts who died suddenly from conference halls of this size in the human world. They did not expect that one day they would have to play such a role. Fortunately, ghosts did not die suddenly. "You two, the judge is reading your names." An unfamiliar colleague next to him secretly tugged at Hei Wuchang's sleeve. The reward session has ended, and the unqualified list is now being announced. Black and white impermanence silently put on the ghost's exclusive mask, reciting silently in his heart a hundred times that he would not be ashamed. Anyway, everyone is the same, who is afraid of whom! "Brother, what should we do next month?" Bai Wuchang clutched his chest, feeling that he was about to die. Ghosts can see in the dark. This is their innate ability, and this is the instinct rooted in their souls. Therefore, the underworld is usually dark, with only a few torches placed in a few places for decoration. But this damn performance appraisal will not only drive the devil to death, but now even the aesthetics of the underworld will be distorted. As soon as they, the reported ghosts, stood up and cast a few rays of light on their bodies, he felt that the situation was not good at that time. This scene seemed familiar. It was very similar to the procedure in which monsters and ghosts were caught, paraded in public, and their ashes were thrown away. He was so shocked that he almost stopped breathing. His body made of energy suddenly felt the moment his heart stopped beating. Is this reasonable? Hei Wuchang also had a slutty look on his face. As ghosts, they were not afraid of sunlight. The light produced by this technique would naturally not cause any harm to them, but the shadow left behind was indelible. He never wanted to try it again in his life. We must find a way to completely solve the crisis of performance appraisal. As for now, we can only fight for our performance.

In the human world, Black and White stayed on the top floor of an abandoned building, collecting the captured ghosts one by one. Normally, they would go out every few days, and they would go out specifically at night. They only need to tie up the ghosts with a big chain, which is cool and good-looking. But now they are online 24 hours a day. The newly born ghosts are too fragile. If they are tied up with a big chain and exposed to the sun, they will probably die before they reach the underworld. Fortunately, the underworld distributes Qiankun bags to every ghost mission. The name sounds lofty, but it actually contains a little ghost energy from the underworld, which can temporarily let the new ghosts stay in it. "Xiao Bai, which one is next?" "Boss, there are no more dead ones, but when I came here, I secretly looked at the book of life and death. There is one nearby who is going to fart soon. Should we go and stay." Bai Wuchang took out a small notebook, flipped through it and pointed to a name on it and said. Hei Wuchang took it and took a look. It was full of unlucky people who were going to report to the underworld in the next few days. The number of people was still so small. The first one on the list is a girl whose deadline is tonight. Looking at the time, there is another girl who is about to die suddenly. Not bad, this is one of the few ways to die during this period, but the number of people is a bit small. "Let's go, being idle is also idle." Hei Wuchang waved his hand and took the lead to set off towards the destination. At this time, the unlucky guy who was about to burp was carefully preparing today's breakfast, even though it was already two o'clock in the afternoon. As an older woman who is unemployed and focusing on exams, Mochizuki still has a pretty good mentality. As the saying goes, you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. Although she still has no premonition of landing this year, she will never give up easily. Now she still enjoys a delicious breakfast and soothes her growling belly. "A sneeze" Suddenly a gust of cold wind blew in the room. Wangyue raised her head blankly, her eyes swept over the windows and doors of the room. She remembered that she didn't seem to open the windows for ventilation. How could there be wind blowing in? It was really strange. Besides, sneezing is a sign of danger. She can't die before leaving the battlefield. There is a vast world waiting for her outside. He hurriedly took out the temperature gun from the drawer, touched his forehead and wrist, then picked up the blanket on the sofa and wrapped himself into a big rice dumpling. Fortunately, 35.8° Is a little low, but there is still hope. Mochizuki put the little heart in her arms back to its original place, picked up the small table and put it on the bed, put the computer on it, opened the drama she was watching recently and clicked to play it, then rushed to the kitchen and picked up breakfast, an instant noodles with sausage and eggs, which was her only emotional comfort during this period. "Boss, this girl is actually mentally ill!" Bai Wuchang lay beside Su Can's bed, looking at the nagging woman, and asked his soul. The dark circles under this girl's eyes are almost as big as those of a giant panda. She doesn't even want to have a good sleep, and she doesn't even miss the time to eat. Looking at such a mess, no wonder she is about to burp. Hei Wuchang rolled his eyes. No matter what illness she had, as long as she was a person, it was her performance, and nothing else mattered. He took out the soul lock in his hand and gestured at the woman on the bed, then looked at the position of the sun, and let out a long sigh, what is this all about! Mochizuki was just an ordinary person, and she didn't know that there were two ghosts in the room. One was lying next to her, watching dramas with her, and the other was even more outrageous, gesticulating at her neck with a thick chain. She was eating instant noodles mechanically, not listening to what was going on outside the window, and only reading the books of sages. This was the most true portrayal of her at this moment, but unfortunately, it was not the knowledge that made her mentally immersed, but the video playing on the computer screen.

Why is the protagonist so unsure of himself despite being so powerful? It's submissive, it feels bad to feel aggrieved, I feel like I can't take it in. By the way, your writing style is really good, but the protagonist is like a minor character, and even the supporting characters feel more powerful than her. I don't deserve what I get, it's just the feeling of being a small citizen among the small people. No matter how powerful you are, you still have the mentality of a small citizen. Although you have such great power, you still regard yourself as a small person, so I really can't take it in! What a pity~~~😆

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He's the protagonist who doesn't know the plot.

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