Conan: I am really a good person

Chapter 192 [No.1 IF extra]②
After joining the organization and giving a gift of personal respect to the organization, I was hunted.

By colleagues.

A silver-haired colleague whose codename is Gin, who looks like a ripe chili whenever we meet.

It's the silver-haired crow.

He chased me for thousands of miles.

Chased me from Tokyo to New York, from Paris to Samoa, from Greece to Canada.

I was wronged: didn’t I already declare that the organization was responsible for the destruction of the Tokyo Police Department?Even if they don’t reward me, they actually hunt me down.

It's spicy, but it's really unreasonable.

Is it because you are not satisfied?

So I Ved him for 50 and let him see... Oh no, so I gnawed at the police stations in various places and happily helped them solve the most difficult and dignified problems of the worst period. I announced that the organization was responsible for this and let the world see it. The strength of the organization, let the organization see the strength of the newcomer, let him see my strength.

It worked: he chased her even tighter.

Alas, the organization has been listed on the list of world-class terrorist organizations, but it is still not satisfied. It is unreasonable and really unreasonable.

But I am tolerant by nature.

So I worked harder and harder, taking extra care to leave traces of my passing at every place along the way, and announced that the organization was responsible for these terrorist attacks, striving to prevent any terrorist organization from taking away my achievements.

And clean out the guys who don't know how to live or die and really dare to steal the results.

Three months later, the group topped the list of world-class terrorist organizations.

I am relieved.

The effect was even more remarkable: Gin was chasing me like crazy.

Not satisfied with this?Tsk, picky.

The noise of him chasing me was really too great, so he also provoked many of his enemies.

The most aggressive among them was a long-haired guy from the FBI, and a blond police officer who rarely showed up but often gave me cold shots.

As expected of the FBI and the police, can they both die?

All three players were exceptional, on very different tracks, and put in a huge amount of effort to get mentorship turns.

Gin is a straightforward type. When he was hunting me down, he mobilized organization members around the world to know my movements in real time. He believed that where the organization members and the police were dead, I would be there.

Fuck you, why don’t I delay cleaning up?

The FBI long-haired guy's track is a bit special, he's a prophetic type.

He opened.

Not only did he activate the real-time function, but he also activated the prophecy function. He was able to guess which vegetable garden I would go to next to eat vegetables, and squatted at the door of the vegetable garden to guard me.

To be honest, it affects the game balance a bit.

I want to report it.

The shady police guy is the most annoying. He keeps observing me secretly, and from time to time he will suddenly stretch out his claws to scratch me. Although he can't scratch me to death, it is very annoying.

Do you really think that if you are darker, you will be like a black cat huddled in a black trash can?

Cats are cute after all!
If you have the ability to hunt me down, if you have the ability to grow your hair long!Don’t you know that among the three of you, you are the only one with short hair?How unsociable!
Everyone is annoyed, and what's even more annoying is that they don't discriminate against each other and start to join forces between them with long hair and short hair.

Yes, a transnational criminal, an FBI, and a police officer actually joined forces and launched a public three-fight attack to try to catch me all.

Forget it if we join forces and catch them all in one fell swoop, they actually thought I had jumped into the ballet company to hide.

This is so funny, can you please wake up and tell me who they are.

One is an international criminal. Thanks to me, he has become famous internationally and is the top thug of the world's number one terrorist organization.

One is a feared FBI bastard who can legally kick open any door as long as he yells, "Open the door."

One is a public security bastard with a notorious reputation. As long as he holds his ID and sneers, even the congressmen will sweat and shout, don't torture me.

They actually swarmed into the ballet company with an eager attitude.

Don't think that you can dance the little swan just by growing your hair and dyeing it golden. Are you so eager to chase me?It's just to see the little swan, bah, a bunch of shameless people.

I could only leave the ballet company, fill the smoke with sadness in the void, blow out a circle of white air to pretend to be a smoke ring, and leave alone in the heavy snow, leaving behind the instructor's deep words, "I will not turn around for you."

Except for dog bite dog fights.

Probably because each other knew very well what they and the others wanted to do by breaking into the ballet in such a hurry, so they became angry and started a dog-eat-dog fight.

That's like a lightning bolt that cracks the earth and seduces the fisherman like a fish weighing a hundred catties. Can I bear this?
I can't stand it, I really can't stand it.

The instructor turned around!
I was the first to arrive at the scene and watched it in real time. I clapped and cheered from time to time, giving a well-deserved cheer to every temporarily dominant player.

They judged a gentleman with a villain's heart and mistakenly thought that I was laughing at them, so they joined forces to beat me again.

Oh, let me correct you, it's not 'joining forces again', it means joining forces all the time.

How come some people pretend to fight and deliberately seduce people!
Can you be a little friendly to the innocent spectators?

I had no choice but to fight back.

We spanked from Tokyo to New York, from Paris to Samoa, from Samoa to Bernese Mountain, from soft-coated terriers to rough-coated Collies, and from Finnish Lapps to cow cats.

The sky is dark and the earth is dark, and the earth is dark and the sky is dark.

Eventually, I calmed down.

It’s not that I want to be calm, I’m trapped in a cage and can only calm down. There is retribution for the handsome gunfight on the edge of the cliff. The retribution is to free fall with the old enemy for a few seconds, and they all panic, "I won’t die with this kind of thing, right?" ! ', then go into the cage to calm down.

There is a small cave at the bottom of the cliff, which is very cagey.

It's quite underworld, that there can be holes in such a place, but I'm very moved.

I was treating the wound in the cave, and Shuichi Akai hung outside the cave to watch me treat the wound.

His face was downcast and he looked furious.

I understand, he doesn’t like to look at me, and I don’t like him to look at me either.

So here’s my sincere suggestion: Untie the wristband of your right hand that’s caught by the vine, and then kick your legs as hard as you can, and the vine will break. If you push harder, you can fall off. Bye.

He judged a gentleman with a villain's heart, stared at me coldly, treated everything I said like a barking dog, and did not listen to my suggestions.

Alas, injustice.

I asked Akai Shuichi, why did you have to catch me and bite me?Go bite the gin!
We met by chance and were completely separated from two worlds. You are the ferocious jackal and the FBI who everyone screams and beats. I am an innocent passerby who gets flowers when walking on the street. Why do you have to chase me?

Akai Shuichi still had cold eyes, as if he was extremely angry, and after gritting his teeth for a long time, he finally managed to say, "A passer-by who emptied my house?"

me?"

"The first time we really met was three years ago, downstairs in my apartment," Akai Shu paused and gritted his teeth again, "You waved to me and said you were the movers hired by my neighbor. Send me a business card and say that the homes of young singles nowadays are empty and in disgrace, and if I need to move or buy furniture, I can call you."

"...I opened the door and found the house empty."

It is really empty, and the wind blows with a silent desolation.

"There wasn't a single piece of furniture, just eight doors and a fireplace."

They were all moved away by me.

It was difficult to remove the door, and the fireplace was really unmovable, so I didn’t take it with me.

But I stuck a bomb in it.

But he didn't say it.

That means I haven't stuffed it.

And: "But didn't I move you back again?"

I was a little confused, "You are too vindictive."

Akai Shuichi: "..."

He was probably very angry again, but he still stared at me coldly and only said the key words, "30."

"I paid you $30 before you returned the furniture."

"In a year's time."

I nodded, "Just say you haven't paid it back yet."

he:"……"

"You were the one who followed me first," I did not forget to declare, "Why are you following me?"

Him: "You took out several police squads."

I was all ears, "So?"

Him: "I'm the FBI."

I was still all ears, "So?"

"...Why are you following you? Don't you know very well?" His eyes were very cold. He probably knew that he was forcing a quibble, and there was no correlation between sentences. So he quickly gritted his teeth and made the next unreasonable question. " A passer-by who brought flowers to my sister?”

me?"

"The first month I chased you," he said coldly, "you found my sister. Three days in advance, you sent a threatening letter every day, met her again, and gave her flowers."

I remembered and nodded sheepishly, "Sorry, when I sent the bomb threat, I thought she was a man."

Oh no, he didn't mention the bomb, then I didn't send it.

"Her fangs are quite pretty."

I patiently explained in a good-tempered manner: "The flowers are sent because roses have thorns. They are very thorny. Do you understand the image? Well, I know that you are a man who does not know how to be charming."

"So?" Akai Shuichi really didn't understand at all. He fell silent again, staring at me coldly with his eyes, falling into a silence where he knew he was making trouble unreasonably, but he still wanted to make trouble unreasonably.

Alas, man.

He said coldly: "You stole a gun from me."

me?"

"This is wrong, brother," I said sincerely, "As you said, we greeted you downstairs at your house, and you saw my face, so how could I still steal the gun?"

"The first moment you saw me, you should have pushed me down. Something is wrong. This is wrong. Do you have any idea?"

I was suspicious, "Are you still drinking?"

He tapped his shoulders and forehead a few times and made a perfunctory prayer gesture, "You smoke and drink and you still slander me. Go to hell, you evil man."

Akai Shuichi: "..."

He started to glare at me again, and he really gritted his teeth before he managed to say, "Three months ago, you fled to the Chaos Zone."

"You are wearing a vest with the word Press on it, your hair is messy, your face is smeared with black ash, and you are wearing layers of bandages, pretending to be a war reporter to interview me."

"We have met the enemy."

"I'm protecting you, you... take my gun and leave directly."

His eyes are cold, and my eyes are sincere.

"I can't help it, I really can't help it."

I'm really sincere, "I've run out of bullets in my gun. There are so many of them. I can't be stupid enough to challenge the group alone, right? I can only ask you to get the gun. Who asked you to chase me until I'm alone?" .”

It is retribution.

Moreover, "If I leave without a gun, I cannot protect myself. I will definitely be in danger. Aren't you an FBI? You want to protect the people."

"Although I took away your gun, you protected me."

"This is a really good deal, a win-win for both of us."

Akai Shuichi: "..."

He didn't speak, but his eyes reminded me of the month he chased me in the North Pole. It was so cold and freezing that it made me sigh.

I knew that he must have felt deeply pained by his unreasonable behavior, so I comforted him by saying, "It's okay, you don't have to blame yourself, and you're welcome."

"Helping you deal with the gun is what I should do. I'm just a good person who habitually does good things."

I thought about it and added, "I have enthusiastically helped more than one person who was alone."

For example, a poor person with blond hair and brown skin who was devastated by war.

For example, a poor man with long silver hair and some bullet burn marks on his hair.

I am such a good person who enthusiastically helps others in war-torn areas. Even I was deeply moved by this.

Perhaps God was also moved, and it started to rain. The fine rain was like long needles, hitting various objects, making a crisp and dull sound.

I first noticed the rain from Akai Shuichi's face.

The cold rain slapped randomly on his face.

We were relatively silent.

I tried to send friendly signals and smiled broadly at him.

In the extended silence, he bit Lu Dongbin without hesitation. He was Mr. Dongguo's wolf. After receiving the friendly signal, he still said something in a bad tone, "You are much sharper than you were five years ago."

"It's great," I said modestly, "one small step forward every day, one giant leap for mankind."

After thinking for a while, he grasped the key point again, "Five years ago?"

"To be honest, my dear, I have long thought that you are a little nervous. Not only have you been making trouble unreasonably, but you have also repeatedly exposed your flaws. You clearly said that the first time we met was three years ago when I moved for you. Why are you saying that it was five years ago now? Already?"

"Five years ago," Akai Hide tilted his head to avoid the light rain and spoke clearly, "you pretended to be a six-year-old girl and made boyfriends online."

"..."

He paused subtly for a few seconds, spoke more clearly, and called me: "Ada."

I:"……"

he:"……"

Silence spread again.

I said slowly, slowly: "Brother, are you a little perverted?"

He frowned, looking a little confused, "You're the one who's perverted, right?"

"No," I shook my head, "You actually remembered a six-year-old girl for five years. Isn't that perverted?"

"And this is a six-year-old girl who has never chatted with you!"

he:"……"

He was probably speechless. After a while, Shuichi Akai said something even more perverted, "I read all your chat records."

"You deliberately lured groups of guys to come to meet you one after another, and then..."

It was so perverted that I couldn’t listen any more, so I shouted stop on the spot, “Wait a minute, can you use your words more normally? Why do you say it as if I’m interested in their waist?”

"Their waists are all normal, okay!"

Akai Shuichi sneered, "It's just that almost all of them are dead. There is one guy who is still alive and is dead."

It was a guy who liked short-haired girls. After we happily went home hand in hand, I saw many photos of him and I was very unhappy.

So he stopped.

I nodded deeply and sighed, "I am really righteous."

Akai Shuichi: "..."

He was deeply immersed in my justice and fell silent. After a while, he suddenly scolded me, "You are a madman."

"You are what Miss Suzuki calls you..."

I gave a friendly smile: "What did you say?"

My girlfriend often compliments me on how handsome I look when I smile, which I deeply agree with, and speculated that Akai Shuichi was probably so handsome that his legs weakened, otherwise he wouldn’t have suddenly leaned back a little, with almost his whole body tense up in mid-air, like a Like an arrow ready to go, ready to deal with my sudden attack.

"What did you say?" I repeated politely, still smiling, "I didn't hear you clearly."

He sincerely admitted his mistake, "I'm sorry, giving your sister flowers seems quite perverted. Although not as perverted as you, I give in and reluctantly admit that I am more perverted."

"Mr. FBI, who is not that perverted, you are not going to give my girlfriend flowers, are you?"

Akai Shuichi was silent.

The cold rain was still hitting his face randomly. The rain looked like one harmless little prank after another.

I stared at the rain and began to think about how to kill him.

He actually had the nerve to ask me, "Why are you laughing?"

"It turns out you know what it feels like to be approached by someone's weak point,"

"No, I should correct that," Shuichi Akai said. "You know what it's like to be a victim."

"You clearly know the difference between police pests and the police. In your nearly ten years of wandering, you have never killed anyone who is not a criminal. It was with the destruction of the Tokyo Police Department that you started killing without scruples. "

He asked me: "You encountered a second stimulation, and your philosophy changed. When you started to move in a good direction, the first time was the impact of the sense of disruption of order brought by police pests. What was the second time?"

The theory is very professional, and you can tell that he is very perverted, and he likes cute little Ada very much. He wakes up in the middle of the night at least three or four nights a year, and the first thought in his mind is to think about the reasons behind my various criminal behaviors. Fundamental logic.

This is a very professional FBI. It reminds me of the FBI who arrested me. He used to have such a straight face and seemed to hate me deeply, but he said that he would try his best to apply for a chance for me to be released from prison. But he just turned around and left. The prison was accidentally hit and killed.

I haven't seen FBI that tastes so pure in a long time.

cute.

So cute.

I couldn't help laughing, but I felt that laughing because of his cuteness was a bit provocative and inconsistent with my usual friendly attitude, so I covered it and lowered my head to laugh silently.

he:"……"

"..."

"……why are you laughing?"

I looked up with a serious look on my face: "Huh?"

"You're laughing," he said with a cold face, as if he was getting colder than the cold rain that was being shot randomly, "What are you laughing at?"

Isn’t that right? Sir, you don’t care about heaven and earth but you still care about other people’s laughter?
I thought about it and said, "It's definitely not because you look funny now. I should be laughing for your colleagues."

"You put the locator in the wristband again."

"Let me guess, is there a bug on the locator? Your colleagues all heard it and must be laughing. Why am I laughing?"

"You shouldn't judge people by their appearance. You look serious, but you actually have a habit of playing in public. It's normal for me to laugh."

His face changed.

Don't tell me, it's even funnier.

So I smiled at him to show my friendliness again.

　Take another day off, update on the 9th

　　
　
(End of this chapter)