Conan: I am really a good person

Chapter 1 One bottle is enough
Tokyo, at 57:[-] in the morning, the piercing alarm clock rang.

Mirai Ichijo reluctantly opened his eyes and quickly looked around while feeling intense dizziness and discomfort.

This is not a prison, not a hospital, not a morgue, but a strange bedroom.

The overall decoration style of the bedroom is blue and white, and the facilities are very simple. There are only beds, bookshelves, desks and chairs, and a door on the side, which is probably a bathroom.

There were no guards or weapons around, and the entire bedroom was as quiet and harmless as an ordinary bedroom of an ordinary person, and it was indeed an ordinary bedroom of an ordinary person.

Mirai lowered his head and stretched out his hand, and found that the fingers on this body were slender, the lines were crisp and clean, the muscles, bones and blood vessels were all in place, and they were a pair of clean and healthy hands.

He judged: dead and alive again.

Thank you for the gift of nature.

The sound of the alarm clock came from the bedside table. The harsh ringing kept buzzing, and even the bedside table shook slightly.

There were some white pills scattered on the bedside table and the floor. A small white pill bottle was tilted in front of the vibrating alarm clock, pressing down on a piece of printing paper.

There were four or five lines of words printed on the printing paper, which were crossed out layer by layer with a black ballpoint pen. Only the thick Japanese title at the top was faintly visible: [Suicide note].

Oh, it turned out to be...a suicide note? !

Ichijo Mirai looked at the title, looked at the scattered white unknown pills, and felt the raw discomfort spreading from his chest to his throat, and his pupils were shaking.

He immediately looked through the white medicine bottles.

The drug was probably a Sanwu product. It was all white. There was only a simple Japanese word "Sleeping Pill" on the bottle. There was no description of any side effects, and there was no original storage capacity. It was impossible to use addition and subtraction to determine how much sleeping pills the body had taken.

We can only judge: the medicine is very effective and of high quality. The original owner did not even vomit a drop of water and passed away cleanly and easily without pollution. It deserves a five-star rating and a hundred words of praise.

And there is a high probability that the body's stomach remains, which has not yet been digested.

A future: "..."

He immediately lay down on the edge of the bed, without changing his expression, skillfully stretched out his hand to clasp his throat, pressed the base of his tongue with his fingers to clasp his tonsils, retched a few times to no avail, and then decisively punched his stomach twice.

Amidst the fierce and frightening banging and banging sounds, there was the sound of footsteps.

The footsteps came from downstairs, and they were very heavy, so heavy that one could tell at a glance that the owner of the footsteps was angry and approaching.

Immediately there was a knock on the door.

Mirai Ichijo immediately stopped speaking and looked up cautiously.

The visitor showed no consideration for his own hands, banged the door hard, and shouted in Japanese: "Wake up! Future! Wake up!"

Judging from the voice, she was a middle-aged woman in her 40s or [-]s, and from the title, she was probably a relative of this body.

The next second, the visitor announced his identity: "If you don't open the door, aunt will come in!"

She twisted the doorknob a few times, opened the door aggressively and walked in. She was stunned as soon as she entered the door, "Are you awake?"

She is about the same age as the voice conveys. She is a middle-aged woman in her 40s, chubby, wearing white clothes from the restaurant, a snow-white hat, and her hands are stained with white flour.

There is a nameplate on the right chest of the clothing: [Eiko Ishida].

Looks like a chef.

The moment the door opened, Ichimirai threw the quilt to the ground to cover the pills on the floor, then pulled the quilt, pretending that he had accidentally kicked it off while sleeping and was pulling it away.

He didn't say much and answered cautiously: "I just woke up, Auntie."

Ishida Eiko was still angry, her face was stiff, and her attitude was not as friendly as a normal relative, "It's 58:[-]."

She said firmly: "The internal test will start at nine o'clock, so get up quickly."

Closed beta?

Before Ichijo Mirai could test carefully, Ishida Eiko swept the blanket covering the ground, strode over, frowned and said: "The closed beta will start at nine o'clock, you must log in to the game on time, this is your last chance. , be sure to be cautious.”

She pulled a Mirai hard and walked to the side door, "Quick, quick, log into the game." "Don't be afraid, the games are all fake, at most they are more real. Just follow the tutorial to minimize the pain."

"You must pay more attention to the intelligence. When you came to seek refuge with me the day before yesterday, I specifically inquired about the person who sent you here. He said that "Second Life" is the first holographic game. It is exactly the same as the one in science fiction movies. You are more Just have fun, maybe you can pay off all the debt you owe by then."

Lots of information.

Mirai Ichijo was dragged along and stumbled along, and he quickly caught the important point: the original owner came to seek refuge with this relative just the day before yesterday. He and the relative had not always lived together, and there was a high probability that they did not know each other well enough to be family members.

There are more important points than this message: closed beta, holographic game, debt.

This routine is somewhat familiar and sounds like a novel.

he:"?"

The protagonist of the novel is actually myself?

Still a stream of debt.

The room on the side is indeed the bathroom. It is completely white and is almost the same size as the bedroom. It only has some simple necessary facilities. The most eye-catching thing is a huge egg-shaped game cabin in the center of the room.

The game cabin is white, with unknown blue patterns shining on it, and fluorescence is floating quietly.

Seeing the fluorescence, Ishida Eiko immediately became anxious and quickly opened the game cabin, "Quick, quick, quick, the closed beta is about to start, log in quickly!"

She was very strong, but she paid attention to her strength. She pushed a future forward gently and carefully, and said urgently, "Remember to make money."

"You owe 3000 million!"

Mirai Ichijo had already sat down and lay down, but when he heard this, he reacted and almost stood up on the spot, "How much?"

How much do you owe?
Eiko Ishida: "3000 million!"

Ichijo Mirai: "???"

ha?How did the original owner owe 3000 million?No wonder I am so happy to log out now that I have good health and freedom!

He immediately grabbed Ishida Eiko and urgently asked the key points: "Is it a loan shark?"

"A loan shark of 3000 million yen?"

If it is a loan shark with a compound interest rate of 3000 million, there will be no need to repay it in the future.

He could push Ishida Eiko away and commit suicide directly by taking medicine, ending this "gift of nature, but not a complete gift", which can be called a gift to an assassin.

"Loan shark?" Ishida Eiko shook her head in surprise, "Of course not, how could you borrow a loan shark?"

"If it's a loan shark, I won't take you in."

She raised her hand to close the cabin, then corrected herself naturally, "It's not Japanese yen, it's US dollars."

"Five million dollars."

Oh, it turns out it’s not a 300 billion yen loan shark, but 3000 million U.S. dollars... U.S., U.S., U.S. dollars? !

Ichijo Mirai: "???"

Ichijo Miku didn't understand, but he was greatly shocked.

What is the identity of the original owner? He actually owes 3000 million US dollars.

Who is this aunt? How dare she take in a guy who owes 3000 million US dollars.

Don't stay here for long.

Ichijo Mirai decisively held the hatch and said calmly: "Wait a minute, Auntie, I want to take a bottle of medicine first."

Not much, one bottle is enough.

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