Conan: I am really a good person

Chapter 12 Can I kill you?
[[Archive function] Assembly in progress, remaining assembly time: 0 hours, 0 minutes and 01 seconds. 】

[Assembly completed. 】

[Dear player No. 001, welcome to log in to the game. 】

Mirai Ichijo opened his eyes, and while loading the game, he felt a slight warmth on the back of his neck, not much, just a little, gathering at the small wound.

He loads the game successfully.

A prompt pops up, [It has been detected that the player has obtained CG [Motherland is Calling], and it is loading. 】

[Successful loading. 】

The darkness dissipated, and a future once again gained a perspective similar to that in the expansion pack, a perspective that imitated human vision, except that the scene was no longer a living room or kitchen, but a dim alley.

This alley looked familiar, with a few puddles of water unevenly distributed on the ground, and thick dirt accumulated over time on the corners of the walls. It looked frowning, as it was an alley where a fat police officer would be shot in the future.

The height of the viewing angle is equally familiar, not the height of an adult standing straight, but the height of a child, or...

The height of an adult kneeling on the ground.

The field of vision shook. Ichimirai saw the plump arms at the bottom of the field of vision, and also saw the body of the young police officer very close to him. With only a quick glance, the height of his field of vision was raised.

He saw himself.

In other words, it was himself in the eyes of the fat police officer.

He has black hair, red eyes, and a slender body. He looks to be under [-] at most. He is wearing a black baseball cap and a black baseball uniform. Except for the white edges of his clothes, almost only the hand holding the gun and his face are white. It's almost paper-white against the rich black.

'Ichijo Mirai' held the gun with a careless expression on his face. In fact, he was indeed careless. He stood a few meters away, holding the black gun tightly in his white hand. Without blinking, he simply pulled the trigger and fired. Got the gun.

Bullets were fired at rapid speed, and his vision shook violently, rolled over, and then got up again.

Mirai Ichijo saw himself again.

Not a single shot was killed, and the young man with black hair and red eyes became more serious. He no longer looked like he was walking on the street, casually stepping in the shadows to hide from the sun, but like he was boarding a bus and throwing coins.

Gunshots sounded again.

The vision shook violently, but this time it didn't roll.

After two shots, no one was killed, 'One Future' became more serious. He came quickly, and finally no longer careless, as if he was not the one who shot, but showed a bit of murderous intent.

The murderous aura was somewhat confusing, titled: Why isn't this guy dead?Being ignorant, he still asked me to fire a third time.

And: Kill NPCs to silence them.

When the muzzle of the gun was pressed against the fat police officer's forehead, the entire CG scene was filled with the dark muzzle of the gun and a bit of 'a future' revealed.

When he shot and killed the fat police officer, Mirai Ichichi actually didn't care too much, nor did he pay attention to his expression: It was just killing an NPC. For players, isn't it something that doesn't need to be taken care of like drinking water?

Who takes a sip of water and pays attention to their expressions when they are thirsty?

Until now.

From the perspective of the fat police officer, he saw that he lowered his brows a little, and felt the feeling of the muzzle of the gun against the human forehead with satisfaction. His red eyes blinked for a moment, and his eyes lit up, as if he was somewhat satisfied after a good meal. fox.

The muzzle of the gun shook slightly and the trigger was pulled.

At the moment of shooting, the murderous aura that had just appeared for a few seconds in 'A Future' quickly faded away, and he calmly killed the fat police officer, as if he had trampled to death a dozen ants while walking without looking at the ground.

This time, it was a single shot.

With this shot, the fat police officer died, and the CG scene ended. The calm expression of "One Future" gradually dissipated, and One Future stood in the alley again.

Everything in the alley remained in the same state as when he was offline. The fat police officer fell to the ground with three eyes staring at him, and blood snaked out of the third eye. The body of the young police officer on the ground was motionless, and water drops were falling from the eaves. A drop.

The gun in Mirai Ichijo's hand was still hot.

He slowed down, moved his wrist, and recalled himself in the CG he had just seen. He couldn't help but whistle, "Wow, cool." "It's just like the cool killer in the movie."

For example, "007."

"It's been a long time since I took a serious look at my face. It turns out I'm so handsome," Mirai Ichijo thought for a moment and decided happily, "I've decided not to ruin my appearance before I'm wanted."

He looked at the fat police officer with three eyes, raised his gun, blew out the non-existent white smoke meaningfully, and sighed: "My shooting skills are really accurate."

One shot kills.

The system prompts are still popping up, and a series of warm reminders pop up after completely completing the novice level. Some prompts that the archiving function has been turned on, and some prompt that the special state of looking for clues can be turned on again, and you only need to concentrate.

A future was scanned and archived decisively.

Regardless of Sanqi 21, immediately save the file, which is the prudent virtue that every player should have.

He held his breath again.

The alley became darker, and blue analysis icons popped up in the darkness.

Several of them were on the fat police officer, including information on three bullets and one whose facial information was consistent with the ID on the car.

There was an analysis icon reconstructed from the fight scene on the slight traces of a fight on the ground. Once cracked, there were two fluorescent male human bodies fighting in slow motion.

Even the body of the young police officer on the ground had two analysis icons, and a message on the side of the waist indicating that the gun was not drawn.

Another message was on his neck. After the icon was broken, the red marks on his neck were revealed, which revealed the message that he was strangled to a coma not long ago.

……coma?
Ichijo Mirai looked at it a few more times, a little surprised at how useless the fat police officer was.

But the young police officer had nothing to do with him.

Another analysis icon appeared, but it was not fixed, it was shaking, and it was changing unsteadily from bright blue to early warning red.

At the same time, Mirai Ichijo heard panicked footsteps.

The footsteps were formed by the hurried advance of five or six people, accompanied by the sound of heavy breathing, and: "Spread out and look."

"Gunshots are nearby!"

Fluorescent icon shattered: [Police personnel who came after hearing the sound. ]
[Police officers are approaching and need to retreat as soon as possible. ]
A future glanced at the prompt, and he immediately turned around and walked out of the alley.

The police officers came from an unexplored area, so he returned the same way and went back to find the novice guidance NPC who issued the mission.

The novice guidance NPC is very conspicuous.

After walking through the alley for a few minutes, Ichigo Mirai saw a touch of silver in the darkness from a distance.

Against [? ? ? The silver-haired NPC named was still where he was. He was standing deep in the alley smoking a cigarette, staring coldly at the car a few meters away. The light from the cigarette flickered on and off.

He raised his head when he heard the sound, and his cold expression softened a bit, "Did you complete the mission?"

"I heard gunshots."

Not only his expression, but also his tone was much gentler than the cold tone at the beginning.

A future passed quickly.

Compared with the initial evaluation and inspection, he was much more polite and no longer used his eyes to evaluate.

He politely said: "Hello, can I kill you?"

　Gin: ?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)