Conan: I am really a good person

Chapter 157 Sorry, you are crazy.
The potion really took effect very quickly.

Almost as soon as he pressed the propeller with his index finger and the cold liquid poured into his veins, Mirai groaned involuntarily and his pupils dilated slightly.

A very strange feeling spread quickly with the initial coldness. In the third second, his vision went dark and he lost consciousness.

System prompt: [You tried to inject medicine and failed. 】

【Your resistance to '＊＊＊' increases by one. 】

A future: "..."

He read the file decisively.

The cold liquid poured into the veins along the sharp needle, mixed with the warm blood, and spread throughout the body. A subtle feeling instantly arose.

There was an illusion of scorching heat burning from the needle's eye, and quickly sweeping through the place where the cold liquid surged.

Soon, Mirai Ichijo identified what that subtle feeling was: the feeling of flesh and blood collapsing.

'Flesh and blood is collapsing' is a very strange description, but Mirai Ichijo really felt it. He felt that every inch of his body was being collapsed under the liquid, and he could only maintain the calmest ten seconds. Soon, he Collapse little by little.

His blood vessels seemed to be swollen, his skin showed traces of blood vessels, and his ears could hear a slight murmur coming from within his body.

Within half a minute, his vision went dark.

System prompt: [You tried to inject medicine and failed. 】

[Resistance +1. 】

The third time, Ichijo Mirai persisted for 1 minute.

He heard the murmur clearly: the overwhelming sound of blood, veins, and flesh.

It was like heavy snow falling all night in winter. The snow covered the ground thickly. The sound of someone stepping on it was an irresistible 'click' sound between fragile and thick.

But among the 'clacking sound' of stepping on the snow, there seems to be some sound of 'snow falling', which is very slight.

The fourth time, Ichijo Mirai persisted for 3 minutes.

When his vision turned dark, he was already lying back on the sofa, clenching his teeth and breathing deeply in a huge sense of powerlessness.

It wasn't pain. The painkillers were taking effect and he couldn't feel any pain now, but a feeling of powerlessness.

It was a feeling similar to being in the growth stage, when the legs were growing, causing deep weakness in the knee sockets, which was somewhat similar to an itchy feeling in the bones.

It's obviously not painful, but it's quite torture because I don't know how to relieve it.

the fifth time.

The bad metaphor came true. Mirai Ichijo still didn't feel any pain, but he felt an itch coming from deep inside his body.

The itching was very deep and seemed to come from every meridian and bone marrow.

He had to frown tightly, dig his nails into his palms, relieve some of the itching in his palms like drinking poison to quench his thirst, and gasp for air, just to barely stabilize himself.

the sixth time.

The 'sound of falling snow' is not an illusion.

Amidst the suffocating feeling of paralysis in the nasal cavity, Ichigo Mirai vaguely heard a voice. It seemed to be a female voice, and she was whispering something softly.

...Is it 'Mother'?
Seventh time.

She is still talking, like the whisper of the wind.

The wind blew some fragmentary fragments, "...the moon...the heart..."

She whispered, "I will not lose my way..."

Somewhat familiar.

The eighth time.

She was saying: "One day..."

Before his vision went dark, Mirai Ichijo opened his eyes, took a few breaths of labored breath, and murmured intermittently: "Ah, no?"

Ninth time.

Mirai Ichijo closed his eyes, and a vague memory fragment quickly passed through his mind: he was lying on the shoulder of a young police officer, and could only see the other person's shoulder and part of his back.

The other party patted his back gently and swayed slowly, as if to comfort him. His voice was very low and light, so light that it would disappear with a gust of wind. "This song is so gentle, I like it so much in the future, Is it because the lyrics contain 'future'?"

"Well, as expected, although it seems that I dislike the name 'Future', I just seem to dislike it, but in fact I still like it."

"Future, future, future,"

She chanted continuously, and the more she chanted, the softer her voice became, like soft and sweet marshmallows, "When we grow up, we will become a police officer respected by thousands of people, the most handsome police officer, and the 'light' in the eyes of countless people." .”

"future."

tenth time.

Before the injection, a future paused.

He closed his eyes deeply to relieve the fatigue accumulated during the hour-long torture, and then whispered: "So you are not talking."

It's singing...

No wonder it felt familiar, it turned out to be singing.

Sing a song that is very familiar to the future, a song that I heard every day, a song that is extremely soft, yet extremely annoying.

Prison wake-up song.

"It's not that I like it at all," he complained, "it's that I'm going to vomit after hearing it."

I almost vomited, so the moment I heard it, I realized that I was in prison. Even when I was extremely out of control, I would grit my teeth and control my behavior to avoid doing something irreversible.

Mainly, the penalty will be increased.This makes the sentence of just over 100 years even worse, and may even lead to death.

"……never mind."

He pressed the thruster expressionlessly.

After cracking the noise, the noise disappeared and no longer tortured him. Some strange feelings that were originally a bit torturous could be endured in silence with Mirai closing his eyes as quietly as possible.

Just what this song does: awaken sanity.

This time, he persisted for 15 minutes, and then his eyes slowly went dark due to the moist feeling of blood oozing from his skin.

……

No. 13 times.

The bar at the top of the screen shines a bright red.

In a hurry, Belmod saw the scene in the study:

Mirai Ichijo is injecting medicine.

His face was expressionless, his eyes were lowered, and he was looking at the coffee table casually. His index finger simply pressed the propeller and injected all the medicine into his veins.

Almost immediately, an unpleasant redness quickly crept onto his face. He seemed to be suffocated, and his breathing began to become a little heavy. It often took more than ten seconds to take a deep breath.

There are also traces of distortion on the exposed face, neck and wrists, ranging from vague to clear, which are traces of blood vessels.

They are like vines growing wildly, domineering and ruthlessly occupying the originally normal skin. Even places with slender blood vessels such as ears have linear traces protruding, adding a bit of inhumanity to a future. .

He was almost like a monster, exuding a dangerous and strange wildness that was terrifying but impossible to look away from.

Suddenly, a future looks up.

Then, Belmod saw his eyes.

It was a pair of red eyes that looked like blood, and the eyes were gushing.

...Yes, tumbling.

A very subtle surge, not obvious, a phenomenon that would never occur in humans. Because of this, Bellmode captured it all at once, just like a child capturing the stiffness of a Barbie doll late at night.

At that moment, she couldn't help but feel terrified, her face instantly turned ugly, and she almost immediately reached out to contact Karasuma Renye.

But soon...

No, not very quickly.

It was when she moved her fingers that Mirai Ichijo spoke: "Don't contact Karasuma Renya."

He changed his words, "Master Chief."

……what?
"I said, don't contact the leader," Ichijo Mirai said, "This is the potion's effect, which is weakening."

The vine-like marks on his body are fading, and his eyes are normal, stable, and motionless.

Those eyes stared at Belmode motionlessly.

The next moment Belmod paid attention, the eyes moved, and the pupils contracted and then dilated.

After this subtle movement that did not make people relax at all, but made people more vigilant, Mirai frowned and slowly looked to the right and then to the left with his eyes.

He said: "It's moving."

He looked like he was giving a very reasonable response.

Belmode feels that this is not convincing at all...

"It's obviously very convincing." Ichijo Mirai retorted.

...It's really not convincing at all. Deliberately controlling the changes in the eyes can actually create the uncanny valley effect.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Future Ichijo frowned, "Eyes are controlled by humans themselves."

He ordered, "Blink."

Eyes are indeed controlled by humans. Blinking and movement direction are all controlled by humans. However, most of the time, humans don’t need to be too distracted to think, ‘Uh, I’m going to blink at this time.’ Instead, they are like eating and drinking. Breathing comes naturally, without thought and without any control.

However, this is not the point, the point is...

Mirai Ichijo is all ears.

Belmode stopped, "Wait,"

"I mean," she was speechless, "...I didn't speak just now, did I?"

"you said."

Ichijo Mirai replied, "Your body language told me."

"Now, you're thinking 'What?', your body language tells me," he recounted calmly, "They almost have a line of pale blue text next to you: 'What's this cow-cat description?' ?'."

"Sorry, you're crazy."

As he said that, he looked at Belmod quietly for three seconds and nodded: "Although I don't really like the metaphor of 'cat', I still like psychopaths. Thank you, your way of complimenting is the same as mine, and your wording is quite unique. And beating around the bush.”

A future eye shrank for a moment and turned into a vertical pupil. After just a short moment, it became round again.

Belmod caught it and almost exploded.

He apologized sincerely: "I'm sorry, I got mad at you again."

Pretty fun.

　The song is a dream under the stars, yes, the one sung by Pleasant Goat Mommy Li Yangyang is quite consistent with the meaning of the pseudonym "Ichijo Mirai" x
　　
　
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