Volume 1 Beginning Chapter 52: Speak of the God of Death and He'll Come
"Oh, right." The three people, who had eaten and drunk their fill, slumped on the sofa in a daze. Nan Ling suddenly asked a question.
"Have you ever thought about quitting the organization?"
He raised this question after careful consideration.
He has known Antoine and DK for four years, and they have only been in the organization for five years, which means that they have spent most of their time in the organization with him.
It was Nan Ling who promoted them both step by step, and finally they got the code names.
In other words, Nan Ling was kind to both of them, so they were not too worried about being betrayed.
However, he raised this question because he is confident in his own abilities.
If he wanted, these two people would not last long under his hands.
"Needless to say." To Nan Ling's surprise, Antoine said without hesitation, "Of course I have thought about it."
So direct.
Alas, Antoine, this fool with no sense at all...
Nan Ling sighed in his heart, but felt a little happy at the same time.
Is it because he trusts him that he can say it so directly?
"I joined the organization in the first place because I wanted to make money and fight at the same time," Antoine said. "But when I thought I had made enough money, I found that I couldn't leave."
Antoine frowned. "Chat, is the organization doing something important but shameful ?"
"You don't still think that this organization is just an ordinary gang, do you?" Nan Ling complained.
"Of course not." Antoine rubbed his forehead. "Sometimes I hear a little bit about what the research group is doing, and I always feel that..."
He hesitated for a while , but couldn't say anything else: "I just feel like something is not right."
Nan Ling was silent for a moment.
As a core researcher in the organization, he knows the general research direction of the organization.
He knew a little about pharmaceuticals, but when he tried to get in touch with the famous APTX-4869, he found that he had no idea about the research on this drug.
In addition, overly academic research was not suitable for him, and the drug for fake death was developed by his teacher in his previous life.
What he is best at is understanding the structure of the human body, not pharmacology. These are two completely different fields.
So it’s not that he doesn’t want to, but he really can’t participate in the organization’s research.
The gentleman probably knew this, so he had no objection to him slacking off on research and focusing on the work of the action team.
But this did not prevent him from not being able to react to the organization's research purpose when he saw the little white mice in the laboratory. After all, he had been in Shirley's laboratory for a year.
The gentleman's purpose is probably to resurrect the dead.
As Vermouth once said.
"We are both God and devil. Because we want to reverse the flow of time and bring the dead back to life."
This sentence really means exactly what it says.
"Something is definitely not right." Nan Ling sighed.
The organization's human experiments have been ongoing, and not many people can survive. There are even no people who can obtain a code name like him.
Because even if most people survived, their fate was not very good.
The impact of experiments is not all positive, or rather, most of the time it is not positive.
"But I don't really want to quit." Antoine continued heartlessly, "I think this job is quite suitable for me. Except that I can't quit, everything is fine."
Nan Lingmo.
I almost forgot that this guy is a violent maniac who loves fighting.
"DK, what about you?"
“…I don’t want to quit just yet.”
"Why why?" Antoine asked with great interest.
Nan Ling held his forehead with his hand again.
Can this kid be a little more thoughtful? Is it okay to ask such a question directly?
"Because there's no reason for me to quit."
Antoine: “?”
Nan Ling knew that he didn't understand this sentence because Antoine's train of thought was really a straight line.
But he could understand DK's ideas a little bit.
He now feels like he is doing a mediocre job. He has no motivation to continue, but also no motivation to quit.
Nan Ling knew that DK hated wasting his life and he would not accept becoming a vagrant.
Therefore, DK will definitely not quit until he finds the next suitable job.
"Chat, why do you suddenly ask this?" Antoine continued to ask without any suspicion, "Are you thinking of quitting?"
"Hmm..." Nan Ling pondered for a moment, "Actually, I don't have this idea for the time being."
Of course this is a lie.
After Nan Ling came here, he has always wanted to change jobs.
But even when facing familiar people, he habitually remained cautious.
Never let others know everything about you - this is the rule that Nan Ling lives by.
And today is just a test.
After Zhu Fu Jingguang came back, Nan Ling was wondering if he could turn his subordinates in the organization into his own people.
This way there will be more manpower available.
Judging from today's results, this possibility is not impossible, but we just have to do it step by step.
…
"Mika Central Hospital...ah, this is it."
Nan Ling looked up at the buildings in front of him.
"It's really big..."
The disguise identity that Nan Ling had previously decided on was that of a consultant for this hospital.
As the name suggests, there is not much work to do.
As for how he got this job...
The organization has quite a few top scientists under its control. Nan Ling has been in the organization for so many years and has maintained quite friendly relations with many of these non-staff scientists.
These scientists are focused on scientific research and have no clear understanding of the true nature of the organization. At most, they think that this is an institution with a lot of money and stupid people supporting their research.
Of course, they knew almost nothing about Nan Ling's true identity.
This time, Nan Ling also deliberately avoided candidates who were close to the organization, and asked an acquaintance to write a letter of recommendation for him, and added a little bribe to Dean Mihua...
It's easy to get.
Anyway, the dean would probably think that he was a second-generation rich man who was here to gild his reputation or just to get by. A position like consultant has no real power, it is a nominal position, equivalent to just a title, just given.
It was done without arousing any suspicion, and Nan Ling was very satisfied with it.
This was the first time he had reported for duty since getting this job.
It’s not quite right to say that he came here to report for duty. He doesn’t have much work to do here, and he doesn’t even have an office.
However, in order to protect his own identity, Nan Ling still needed to take a look.
Otherwise, in front of Conan, a detective who would overthink everything, he didn't think he could cover it up so easily.
Nan Ling was thinking about Conan in her heart, but she didn't expect that when she entered the hospital gate...
Wow, this really is the God of Death, and here comes the God of Death.
Who else could this familiar blue suit be but Conan?
