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Shinichi Izumi stood frozen in place, his face displaying a variety of expressions.

"Consumables...?"

"Cough cough."

"Sorry, that was just a...professional habit to ease the tension."

Pei Qi's voice became low and serious. He took half a step forward, and the invisible pressure made Xin subconsciously want to retreat, but Ma Guijiang's cold gaze behind him blocked all his escape routes.

"Let's start over. This time, it's a formal dialogue."

"I bet you're full of questions right now: Who are we? Why are we here? And... has that little secret in your right hand been exposed?"

Upon hearing the words "right hand," Shinichi's pupils suddenly contracted, and his heart skipped a beat.

Mickey's right hand, tucked into his pocket, remained motionless; he was clearly playing dead.

Pei Qi waved his hand, as if he had seen through all of Shinichi's intentions.

"Don't be nervous. If we wanted to harm you, you would have been a corpse the moment you stepped onto this street. Trust me, my colleague has that capability."

He pointed to Arima Kishou, who was standing silently beside him carrying a silver briefcase.

Shinichi swallowed hard. He had no doubt about it; Mickey's terrifying warning before he fell asleep still echoed in his mind.

"We come from GOC, which stands for 'Global Occult Alliance'."

"This is a special operations agency directly under the United Nations. If you look at publicly available information, you'll probably only find peripheral records of our work in dealing with certain geological disasters or epidemic prevention and control."

"Our duty is simple, yet ruthless: to deal with, contain, or eliminate any 'abnormal phenomena' that may pose a threat to human society."

"Abnormal?" Shinichi's voice was a little hoarse. "You mean... one of those monsters whose heads can deform, like the ones I've seen before?"

"You can call them 'parasites'," Pei Qi corrected.

"That's precisely why we're here. Our satellites and ground monitoring stations have recently detected a high density of anomalous biological activity in this area."

At this point, Pei Qi pointed to his temple.

"Did you know, Izumi-san? Every living thing generates brainwaves when it thinks, and human brainwaves have specific frequencies."

Even the most convincing parasitic organisms that disguise themselves as humans still possess subtle, fundamental differences in brain structure and neural signal transmission frequencies compared to humans.

"We have developed a high-precision 'wide-area brainwave spectrum scanner'."

Pei Qi pointed with an air of importance to the briefcase in Arima Kishou's hand.

Shinichi felt his back was soaked in cold sweat.

Oh, I see... Has technology advanced to this extent?

Shinichi gritted his teeth, his body trembling slightly, but he still forced himself to raise his head and look directly into Pei Qi's eyes.

"So what do you plan to do? Will you take me away for an autopsy because of my abnormalities? Or are you planning to lock me up in a lab?"

"Izumi-kun, have you been watching too many science fiction movies? Although GOC is a violent organization, we are not crazy scientists."

"Who in this world doesn't have secrets? Everyone has a dark side they don't want others to know, or a special hobby that's hard to talk about."

"This is only natural. Even I have secrets I absolutely cannot tell."

"The GOC has only one principle: as long as this 'secret' does not harm society or indiscriminately kill humans, then we don't care what it is."

"Based on our equipment, your mental state is very stable."

You are still a high school student with a human moral compass and a sense of right and wrong, not a beast in human skin. That's enough for us.

"Therefore, on behalf of GOC Japan, I formally extend an invitation to you to become our 'Special Operations Specialist'."

"You just need to cooperate with our actions at specific times, such as when you have information about parasites, or when we need to use your power to identify certain imposters."

"To ensure your privacy and freedom, you will communicate directly with me. There are no intermediaries, no cumbersome reports, just you and me."

Shinichi's brain was racing. As a high school student who had experienced some changes but was still inexperienced, his instinctive reaction was that this was definitely a trap.

"To recruit someone into an organization they've never heard of before upon first meeting... and with such favorable conditions—no restrictions on freedom, even special privileges—it's obviously suspicious!"

He mentally scoffed. It was as absurd as someone grabbing him on the street and saying, "Young man, I see you have extraordinary potential, why don't you come and cultivate immortality with me?"

Moreover, these two people in front of me are far too dangerous.

Although the white-haired man hadn't spoken, he stood there like a drawn sword.

Even Mickey was too scared to utter a sound. If he really got on their pirate ship, would he ever be able to get off?

"Let's try to fool them first... we need to keep them calm and collected."

Shinichi took a deep breath, trying to make his voice sound calm. Instead of refusing outright, he tentatively asked a question.

"The terms are indeed very tempting... but, Mr. Pei Qi."

"What if I refuse? What if I just want to be an ordinary person and don't want to get involved in your war..."

"What will be the consequences? Will you kill me? Or will you erase my memory?"

Upon hearing this question, Arima Kishou, who had been silent all along, slightly raised his eyelids, seemingly assessing whether it was necessary to resort to force.

But Pei Qi simply shook his head slightly, a hint of regret on his face.

"Nothing will happen, Izumi-kun."

Pei Qi spread his hands and said frankly:

"As I said, we are a legitimate agency under the United Nations, not a mafia or a terrorist organization. We have our own discipline and bottom line."

"GOC cannot and has no reason to engage in forced sales."

"The benefits we provide are standard for all external staff, and there are no special privileges for you."

"If you refuse, we express our regret and then turn away. Your life will not change, and the GOC will not retaliate against you."

Pei Qi paused for a moment at this point.

"Even if you refuse us, if you are attacked by parasites in the future and face mortal danger, as long as you ask us for help or are detected by us, the GOC will still send troops to rescue you as soon as possible."

"Why?" Shinichi was stunned; this was completely contrary to his stereotypes.

"Because our mission is to protect humanity, whether they like it or not."

"The entire GOC organization was established with the aim of protecting ordinary people like you and protecting human civilization from various supernatural threats."

"We are both shield and sword. If we were to abandon you to your death, or even harm you, simply because you refused to join, how could we be worthy of this badge? How could we do something so contradictory?"

Could it be... that they are really good people?

"Of course, this is quite sudden for you. You're still a student and need time to process all of this."

Pei Qi pulled out a pure black card from his business card holder. It had only a gold-embossed phone number on it, without any name or logo.

He handed the card to Shinichi. The card was made of a peculiar material; it felt cold and heavy to the touch, like some kind of unknown alloy.

"This is my private line, it's on 24/7. You can go back and think about it slowly, and discuss it with your 'friend'."

Pei Qi glanced at his watch, then nodded to Arima Kishou.

"We have other clearing operations to carry out in this area, so we won't take up any more of your time."

After saying that, Pei Qi turned and left without any hesitation.

Arima Kishou remained silent, but in the instant he turned around, he took a deep look at Izumi Shinichi's right hand.

That look made Shinichi feel as if a blade was slicing across his skin.

The two disappeared into the night at the end of the street, one after the other, leaving only Shinichi Izumi standing under the streetlight, clutching the cold black card in his hand, lost in thought...