Conan: I am really a good person

Chapter 106 Thank you
There are several messages on the mobile phone of the police academy, which are instructions for this training.

[In order to promote police academy students to think flexibly and understand and reconstruct the thinking of criminals from the field, a special training project is launched this time: pretending to be criminals. 】

[1. The duration of this special training is fifteen days and 360 hours, and the specific time is from NO. 1421 to NO. 3021. 】

[2. In this training, all police school students are asked to spend a long escape career mainly to escape police pursuit. Due to the special training, appropriate violations of disciplines are allowed, but if there are serious violations, such as large-scale theft, etc., The case will be filed and processed after the training. 】

[3. The mobile phone is an identity card and must not be lost. Arrests and serious crimes will be reported collectively. 】

【4. If you want to abstain, please dial the shortcut contact number [1] on your mobile phone. 】

[5. I wish all police academy students a happy training. 】

The system prompt is in the upper left corner: [15. 】

[During special missions, the archive function is temporarily offline. Players have fifteen opportunities to load files. Each time they load files, they can return to 21 o'clock on any day. ]
[第3年，04月.14日，21：05]
[Area [-], Tokyo. ]
All this information needs to be read carefully, and one should read it very carefully in the future.

While reading the text messages and system prompts on his mobile phone, he changed his bright clothes into a sports baseball uniform, put on a baseball cap, mask and gloves, then turned around a few times and walked up to an apartment building. , knocked on the door of a house with a light on.

The owner of the house, a young man who looked less than 30 years old, opened the door with an impatient look on his face.

Ichigo Mirai was still reading the message. He put his arms around the homeowner's neck and shoulders, enthusiastically accepted the invitation and walked into the house together, then closed the door with his legs.

When he walked to the living room, he opened the refrigerator and took out a can of Coke. He kindly asked the homeowner if he wanted it. When the homeowner didn't answer, his kindness was betrayed and he sat down on the sofa with regret.

"Are you single?" Miichi Ichichi continued to look at his mobile phone. "Following the fact that couples should not live together when they are 50 years old, otherwise the collection will be accidentally lost. I once again write down a truth that is true in practice. It is best not to be single when you are 30 years old. Live alone, otherwise I will be accidentally held hostage."

He temporarily put down his cell phone, opened the Coke with one hand, pushed the mask up a little with the mouth of the can, took a sip of the cold liquid, and felt a little moved, "The warmth of home."

It’s a familiar part again!

However, "Sorry, it should be more rigorous."

Mirai Ichijo thought for a moment and corrected himself rigorously, "The warmth of a newlywed's home."

Starting to kill NPCs is a recent thing. Strictly speaking, it is more like the warmth of moving into a new home after getting married.

Moving forward, one would generally not choose the owner of a house to commit illegal acts in the future, but now he deliberately chooses the owner of the house at home. This is a habit that was quickly developed after he started killing NPCs.

"Habits are really terrible things," he lamented. "But after I tried a simple and crude action once, when I was thinking about something, I naturally got used to it and just started killing without thinking about it."

"Right?"

A person's lament is a bit lonely, and criminals need to be praised.

But the landlord had no intention of flattering him. He blushed and gently grabbed one of Future's arms. He looked like he had fallen in love at first sight, was delirious, was shy and silently flirted, and only made a low, perfunctory response, " Woo."

Mirai Ichijo waited for a few seconds, glanced at the game controller on the table, and enthusiastically started the third topic: "Are you playing games?"

He liked it, "It's a good hobby. I also like playing games."

Probably because the game is in a dead state and the owner does not need to operate immediately. It doesn't matter even if the owner is shyly flirting, so the owner still touches a future arm gently.

"Okay, you're not interested in any of the three topics I started," Mirai Ichijo surrendered, "But you can do one or the other, and I don't like you anymore."

He put down the Coke, picked up the phone, looked at it for a while, and said thoughtfully, "I think there may be a locator or monitor in the phone. Do you have any clues about this?"

"If so, the police officers must be rushing here and may even make a call at an emergency to stop some of my actions."

The former is currently unknown, and the latter has not happened.

There is a high probability that the locator exists, but the uncertainty of the listener is uncertain.

Mirai thought for a few seconds, "This is the fourth time and you still don't talk to me. You are so cold."

He put down his phone and rolled his neck. "I'm so tired. Wearing a mask makes it a little boring." Then he reached out to hook up the mask.

The homeowner's gentle touch on his arm immediately became louder, and the low and inconspicuous "Uh-huh" sound became a little louder, "Woo! Woo-hoo!"

Not only did the struggle in his upper body become more intense, but the struggle in his lower body became even more intense. He raised his leg in fear and barely kicked the coffee table out by more than ten centimeters, "Yeah!"

A future: "?"

He stopped taking off his mask, turned his head and looked at the homeowner.

The homeowner's face was red, and he looked like he was in love and was delirious. When I saw Ichigo Mirai looking over, his eyes lit up with hope, and he nodded quickly with a wink, "Yeah! Oh!"

Um?What these movements and sounds mean is...

Ichijo Mirai: "Abnormal."

He said seriously: "What do you mean? Please remember that we are just friends, don't try to be a hooligan, sir."

"If you are a friend, you should add your contact information. What is your contact number?"

Homeowner: "Ugh!!!"

"You won't even tell me your contact information?" Mirai Ichijo sighed in disappointment and picked up the phone again, "Okay, I get it, you are such a ruthless guy."

He continued to press the phone and explored the entire brick machine.

Whether it is [Newcomer to the Organization], [Newcomer to the Police Academy], or [Reality], the mobile phones are all the same, they are all push-button mobile phones.

Not very friendly to the future.

After he finished flipping it, he smiled, and without looking back he tightened his arm that was holding the throat, "Don't scream."

"I'm allergic to loud sounds. If you make too loud sounds, I will be very uncomfortable and you will never be able to play games."

A patient reminder from the future, "For me, who is also a game lover, this is a somewhat sad decision, so please be sure not to scream. Is that okay?"

He released his grip on the throat.

The homeowner immediately jumped off the sofa, held on to the sofa and coffee table and began to cough violently. The cough made his face that was already red from suffocation even redder, and the coughing sound was quite heartbreaking.

"How pitiful," Mirai Ichijo turned his phone around with one hand and expressed concern gently, "Are you okay? I'm so sorry."

This concern is very touching.

At least the house owner was very moved. His body froze and he did not dare to move. He quickly tried his best to suppress his instinctive cough, "No, it's okay!"

"I'm okay, I'm really okay, I'm very sensible!" He carefully lay down next to the sofa, not daring to look up at the future face that was wearing a mask but was obviously smiling, "What do you want? I, My salary just arrived today, okay..."

Ichijo Mirai: "Be good."

He interrupted the homeowner, stretched out his gloved hand to touch his head and said, "I don't want anything."

"Wait with me for half an hour, I want to wait for the police."

"Whether or not there is a monitor in the phone is a very important thing. It represents whether I am a child, a teenager or an adult."

Without waiting for the landlord to answer, he politely thanked him.

"Thank you for willing to accompany me."

(End of this chapter)