I, the Buddhist who raises leopards in the Conan world

4502 is more like Gin’s safe house than his home.

Gray and black minimalist decoration, cold metal furniture, without any superfluous decoration - except for a row of carefully maintained guns hanging on the wall.

The black surface of the leather sofa had a matte sheen, and Gin's slender body was sunken into it, his left leg casually resting on his right knee. This lazy posture gave him a sense of danger as if he was ready to strike.

Her long silver hair fell like a waterfall, spreading a patch of cold moonlight on the back of the sofa.

His fingers were flipping through a stack of applicant materials. As his bony knuckles turned the pages, his black leather gloves contrasted sharply with the snow-white paper.

The collar of the windbreaker was slightly open, revealing the meticulously crafted black turtleneck sweater underneath, and the curve of his Adam's apple was faintly visible in the shadows.

There was a half-full glass of rye whiskey on the coffee table. The ice had long melted and the condensed water droplets on the wall of the glass were slowly sliding down.

There were three burnt cigarettes in the ashtray.

The entire space was filled with a faint smell of gunpowder, leather, and cedar cologne, like an invisible net that would ruthlessly strangle intruders.

And at this moment, the center of this network was staring at the familiar name on the resume with its wolf-like green eyes.

Shen Yuan.

Graduate student in engineering physics.

Currently living at: 4501 Shirokanedai Apartment, Minato-ku, Tokyo.

The corners of his mouth curled up in an almost invisible arc, his left hand unconsciously stroked the handle of the Beretta, and his right hand gently placed the resume on the coffee table.

He accepted a new job assigned by his superiors, which was to recruit a quantum physics researcher (temporary) at a shell company, Beika Town Science Park, and he needed to do a background check.

Although this job does not involve access to the organization's core secrets, it is inevitable that he will get to know some members of the organization, so the boss still wants him to conduct an investigation just in case.

In a luxury apartment in Shirokanedai, Minato Ward, there is an adult cheetah whose feeding costs are very high. He doesn't look like someone who is short of money at all.

What's more, although an hourly wage of 100,000 yen is not low, it may have limited appeal to someone who can live in such an area.

He narrowed his eyes, and his silver hair fell, covering half of his stern face.

—Coincidence? Or some other purpose? Gin closed his resume, stood up, and walked towards the wine cabinet.

He took out a bottle of gin, rubbed his fingers gently on the bottle, then opened the door and walked straight to Room 4501 opposite.

Knock knock knock—the door opened.

Shen Yuan stood at the door, slightly stunned. He obviously didn't expect that the killer would suddenly come to his door.

Gin raised the bottle in his hand, his voice low and calm: "Didn't you invite me to drink before? I took the wine!" Shen Yuan's gaze lingered on the gin in Gin's hand for a moment, then he stepped aside: "Come in!" Gin's gaze swept across the entire space calmly, and finally fell on the bar in the open kitchen.

Shen Yuan took out two glasses and asked, "Mr. Neighbor, would you like some ice?" Gin shook his head coldly, "No!" He didn't intend to really drink this glass of wine - at least not now.

Shen Yuan didn't force it, just smiled, poured two glasses of wine, and pushed one to Gin.

The two sat facing each other in silence for a moment. Gin picked up the glass and shook it gently. The golden wine glowed coldly under the light.

"Mr. Shen!" He spoke, his voice still calm, "Call me Gin!" Shen Yuan raised his eyes, his lips slightly raised: "Then Gin, don't call me 'Mr. Shen' and 'Mr. Shen' all the time, just call me Shen!" Gin did not respond, his eyes were still sharp and scrutinizing.

After a moment's silence, he put down his wine glass and spoke directly: "Shen came to Tokyo to study. Do you have any difficulties in life? Do you need a part-time job?" Gin's voice was low and calm, as if he was just talking about the weather. "I can recommend some good positions!" Shen Yuan raised his eyebrows and immediately understood what he said - Gin obviously saw the resume he submitted.

The suspicious Mr. Killer is here to investigate.

However, at least I am grateful that the other party did not draw his gun directly and gave me a chance to explain.

He took a sip of wine and said in a relaxed tone: "When I just left home, my family arranged a house for me. I didn't think there was a problem before!" Shen Yuan shrugged, "But as soon as I landed in Tokyo, my irresponsible parents started their global wilderness survival. I can't contact them at all. I only left a message asking me to learn to be independent!" At this time, Lightning strode to the bar with elegant steps and rubbed Gin's trouser leg affectionately.

Shen Yuan smiled and pointed at it: "You know Lightning too - he likes to eat high-quality beef, needs hair care every week, and he especially likes to destroy the house!" He sighed, "I have to take on a few more part-time jobs to support him!" Gin looked down at the large cat at his feet. Lightning was looking at him innocently with his ice-blue eyes, and the tip of his tail was wagging gently.

"Gin, if you have a suitable job to recommend, I would be very grateful!" Shen Yuan added naturally, "I submitted my resume to a technology company a few days ago, but haven't received a reply yet!" Gin reached out and rubbed Lightning's head, and the cheetah immediately purred with satisfaction.

The action relaxed his expression slightly.

"Yika Town Technology Park?" Gin asked casually.

"Yes, that's the one!" Shen Yuan nodded, "I think the salary and benefits there are good!" Gin took another sip of wine, his eyes lingered on Shen Yuan's calm expression for a moment, and finally nodded imperceptibly: "I'll say hello!" Gin believed Shen Yuan's words for the time being.

Lightning suddenly used his claws to pull at the hem of Gin's windbreaker, as if expressing his dissatisfaction with his cold attitude.

Gin frowned, but still took out a piece of beef jerky from his pocket - which he had prepared at some point, and threw it to it.

"Thank you!" Shen Yuan said sincerely, and poured Gin more wine. "But I didn't expect Gin to know about technology companies?"

"Meet some friends!" Gin brushed it off lightly, then asked, "Is your major engineering physics?"

"Well, I'm mainly focusing on quantum computing!" Shen Yuan replied naturally, "I'm currently writing a paper on topological quantum bits!" The conversation between the two gradually turned to the academic field.

Surprisingly, Gin has a considerable understanding of quantum physics, although his views are more pragmatic.

"No matter how perfect the theory is, research that cannot be put into practice is worthless!" Gin said coldly.

"I agree with this!" Shen Yuan raised his glass with a smile, "Cheers to pragmatism!" Lightning lay on the floor between the two of them, slapping the ground rhythmically with his tail.

It was almost midnight when Gin stood up to say goodbye.

Shen Yuan walked him to the door, and Lightning was still biting the hem of Gin's windbreaker reluctantly.

"Friday morning at nine o'clock, Beika Town Science Park!" Gin said without turning his head, "Don't be late!" Shen Yuan smiled: "I will be on time!"

Chapter 19 Interview at the Science Park

At 8:50 am on Friday, Shen Yuan stood in front of the glass gate of Beihua Town Science Park on time.

The Science Park is located in a more prosperous area of ​​Beika Town. The architectural style is modern and simple, and the glass curtain walls glow coldly in the sun.

The park is surrounded by green plants, and employees are chatting in groups of three or four with coffee in their hands in the fountain square. It looks no different from an ordinary technology company.

Shen Yuan, wearing a simple white shirt and black casual suit, walked into the hall with a resume in his hand.

The receptionist at the front desk looked up with a smile: "Hello, do you have an appointment?"

"Shen Yuan, interview for a quantum physics researcher at nine o'clock!"

"Please wait a moment!" The receptionist checked on the computer and then smiled professionally, "Your interviewer is waiting for you in the conference room on the third floor. The elevator is on the right!" Shen Yuan nodded and thanked her, then walked towards the elevator.

As soon as the elevator door opened, he saw an expected figure - Vodka.

A burly man in black, wearing sunglasses, stood in the elevator, pressing the door button expressionlessly: "Mr. Shen?"

"It's me!" Shen Yuan walked into the elevator calmly.

Vodka pressed the button for the third floor and didn't say anything else during the whole process, but Shen Yuan could feel the other person's eyes looking at him through his sunglasses.

The elevator door opened again, and at the end of the corridor was a spacious conference room.

Vodka led Shen Yuan to the door and knocked: "Brother, someone is here!"

"Come in!" A low and cold voice came from inside.

Vodka pushed open the door, stepped aside to let Shen Yuan in, and stood guard outside the door.

In the conference room, Gin sat at the end of the long table with several documents spread out in front of him.

He didn't wear his signature black trench coat today, but a well-tailored dark gray suit. His silver hair still fell on his shoulders, making him look particularly stern under the cold light of the conference room.

"Sit down!" Gin said without raising his head.

Shen Yuan pulled out a chair and sat down, placing his resume on the table. "I didn't expect the interviewer to be Gin!" Gin then raised his eyes, his green eyes sharp as a knife. "Any questions?"

"No, I'm just a little surprised!" Shen Yuan smiled. "It seems we are destined to be together!" Gin didn't respond. Instead, he flipped open Shen Yuan's resume and tapped the pages twice with his fingertips. "Engineering Physics, Quantum Computing, currently a graduate student at the University of Tokyo!" He looked up. "Why do you want to come here?"

"It's a suitable major and the salary is good!" Shen Yuan said frankly, "and I'm very interested in the practical applications of quantum algorithms!" Gin stared at him for a few seconds, suddenly pulled out a piece of paper from a folder and pushed it over: "Solve this problem!" Shen Yuan looked down - it was a mathematical derivation problem about quantum entangled states, not easy, but not too difficult for him.

He picked up a pen and began to calculate quickly on paper.

For a moment, the only sound in the conference room was the scraping of pens against paper.

Gin leaned back in his chair, his eyes fixed on Shen Yuan's focused profile, as if thinking about something.

Five minutes later, Shen Yuan put down his pen and pushed the answer back: "It's solved!" Gin glanced at him, his expression still cold, but Shen Yuan keenly noticed that his eyebrows moved slightly.

"Good theory!" Gin put the answer into a folder. "What about practical experience?"

"I have participated in quantum bit preparation projects in the Tokyo University laboratory and have also written several simulation programs!" Shen Yuan paused, "If your company has specific project requirements, I can demonstrate on site!" Gin did not respond immediately, but stood up and walked to the window.

From this angle, he could overlook the entire science and technology park, while Shen Yuan could only see his back, tall and slender, exuding unquestionable majesty.

"The job content is very simple!" Gin finally spoke, his voice still cold, "Responsible for the simulation and optimization of quantum algorithms, and submit a report once a week!" He turned around, "It's not confidential, but you need to sign a confidentiality agreement!" Shen Yuan nodded: "No problem!" Gin walked back to the table and took out a contract from the drawer: "Daily salary of 500,000 yen, bonuses are extra!" He paused, "Come to the company on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, and remote work at other times, but the phone must be kept open and on call!" This salary far exceeds the market price, and the working hours are also incredibly relaxed.

Shen Yuan raised his eyebrows, his gaze lingered on the numbers on the contract for a moment, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly: "The conditions are so good?" This is much more secure than hourly wages, and it is not a monthly payment, which makes him feel at ease. Otherwise, God knows whether his salary will be as far away as his living expenses.

Gin sneered and threw the pen on the contract. The metal pen made a crisp sound on the solid wooden table: "You can refuse!" His eyes were like looking at a traitor who was about to be executed, as if as long as Shen Yuan showed the slightest hesitation, a bullet would pierce his eyebrows in the next second.

"How could that be?" Shen Yuan chuckled and picked up the pen, the warmth of Gin's fingers still remaining on the pen.

He signed his name smoothly, and the rustling sound of the pen tip moving across the paper was particularly clear in the quiet conference room. "I'm very satisfied!" When Gin took the contract, his black-gloved fingertips accidentally brushed against the back of Shen Yuan's hand, and the cool touch of the leather disappeared in an instant.

Suddenly asked: "Can you start work tomorrow?"

"Okay!" Shen Yuan put the pen back in place, and the pen cap fit into the groove accurately, making a slight "click" sound.

"Vodka will give you the access card and equipment!" Gin stood up, the folds of his black suit pants were as sharp as a knife. He raised his hand and looked at his watch - a low-key Patek Philippe, "Don't be late!" The subtext of this sentence is obvious: the consequences of being late are very serious.

Shen Yuan also stood up and stretched out his hand: "Happy cooperation!" Gin glanced at his hand, did not shake it, but nodded coldly: "Go out!" Shen Yuan didn't care, withdrew his hand, and the fingertips still had the low temperature of the air conditioning in the conference room.

As he walked towards the door, he noticed that Gin's shadow was stretched very long in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, almost covering him.

Vodka stood outside the door like a wall, his sunglasses reflecting the light from the corridor, making it impossible to see his eyes.

Seeing him come out, Vodka handed him a document bag: "Access card, employee handbook, equipment list!"

"Thank you!" Vodka didn't say anything, but just stared at him for two seconds behind his sunglasses, then turned and walked into the meeting room.

Feeling weightless as the elevator descended, Shen Yuan flipped open the employee handbook and found a diagram of the surveillance blind spot faintly marked in pencil on the last page.

He chuckled and closed the manual just as the elevator arrived at the first floor.

The electronic clock at the front desk showed 9:28, and the interview took less than half an hour.

Shen Yuan walked out of the elevator with a slight smile on his face.

——This interview was much more interesting than he expected.

Chapter 20 The Bloody Beauty Under the Moonlight 1

It was drizzling in Tokyo on Monday night.

Shen Yuan was holding a black umbrella, and he walked beside him quietly and quietly.

The silver-gray cheetah had a reflective collar around his neck and wore his own raincoat, which occasionally flashed a cold light under the street lights.

There were few pedestrians on the streets of the port area at this time, and only the faint sound of raindrops hitting umbrellas.

"I came out with you even though it was raining outside. Don't dismantle the sofa again tonight!" Shen Yuan lowered his head and said to Lightning, "I just replaced it with a new one last week. You have to at least let me get through this one--" Lightning suddenly stopped and pricked up his ears alertly.

Its ice-blue pupils shrank into a thin line in the darkness, its nose twitched slightly, and it suddenly turned towards a dim alley.

"What's wrong?" Shen Yuan frowned.

The cheetah ignored its owner's question and suddenly rushed out. Its agile figure disappeared at the alley in an instant.

"Lightning!" Shen Yuan put away his umbrella and chased after him.

The alley was filled with the damp, moldy smell and the sour odor of garbage, but soon, another rusty smell penetrated the nostrils - it was blood.

Deep in the alley, a tall figure sat leaning against the wall.

His silver hair shone coldly in the moonlight, and his black windbreaker almost blended into the shadows.

Gin covered his right abdomen with his left hand, and dark red liquid continued to seep out from between his fingers.

He was holding a Beretta in his right hand, and the moment he heard footsteps, he raised it and pointed the muzzle at the source of the sound.

Then he saw lightning.

The cheetah stopped three meters away from him, with its tail hanging low, and let out a warning growl.

Gin's gaze shifted from Lightning to Shen Yuan who appeared behind it. After hesitating for a second, he slowly put down his gun.

"What's happening to Mr. Gin?" Shen Yuan stood in the rainy alley, with raindrops dripping down his hair. "Are you being hunted by your enemies?" Gin's eyes were cold and sharp, like a flickering light in the cold night, as if he could see through all lies and disguises.

He was filled with a bloody smell, the lingering smell after slaughter, like a poppy in the dark night, exuding a deadly charm.

An invisible aura seemed to have formed around him, making everyone afraid to approach him easily.

After a long silence, Gin took out a cigarette from his pocket and put it in his mouth.

The flame of the lighter shook three times in the rain before it ignited.