Conan: I am really a good person

Chapter 20: Vodka that cannot explode the ruble is not good vodka

[Wanted level: four stars. ]
The wanted level keeps flashing.

Not far away, the police were still in a stalemate, and some people were still shouting. There seemed to be snipers in the distance, but no targets were found.

They began to tentatively dismiss nearby residents one after another, knocking on the door as quietly and quickly as possible, waking up those who were pretending to sleep, and escorting them out.

The police helicopter with the three-star alert on the wanted index has not arrived yet, and the sound of the propeller has not been heard in Ichifui.

Probably you need to apply to the owner of the sky and go through the formalities...

Ichigo Mirai didn't know the rules and regulations of the police helicopter, and he didn't care. He sat on the sofa in the living room on the first floor and casually put all the dropped objects he picked up on the coffee table.

Guns, guns, and guns, loaded spare magazines, clips, and clips, as well as gold bars, gold bracelets, and more.

There were also some scattered batons, pepper spray, and handcuffs.

"They all have police guns, batons, and handcuffs," Yi Yifu said, "and said these guys are not police officers."

"Why do members of the organization pretend to be police officers? They are looking for death."

He could only comply with his colleague's request to seek death with some regret.

The contact phone is a specially designed phone, and many functions cannot be used. Even messages and calls can only be made to specific numbers. As a matter of course, photos cannot be taken.

Ichijo Mirai thought for a moment, then chose to open Gin's contact information and choose to send photos.

The camera pops up on the phone screen.

“You can’t turn on the camera directly,” he complained again, “but you can turn on the camera indirectly.”

What does this mean?
This shows that the game is strongly stating: Yes, quickly take a picture of Gin to see what kind of group the members of the organization he mentioned are.

He took a photo and sent it with a simple caption: [Their equipment. 】

[Organization member? 】

After sending it, Mirai Ichijo threw the phone into the pile of trophies, became more serious, and rummaged through himself with a more solemn attitude.

The loot was plentiful, but something was missing: yen.

Along the way, Ichigo Mirai carefully rummaged through the wallets of the dead gentlemen, and smiled and accepted all the cash that was rightfully his own, but now, the cash was gone.

Instead, there were system prompts, warm reminders sandwiched between the killing prompts and harvest prompts that kept popping up.

[It was detected that the player 'Ichi Mirai' held 3 yen for more than 5 minutes, and the money was automatically deducted to offset part of the debt. ]
[It was detected that the player 'Ichi Mirai' had been holding 5 yen for more than [-] minutes, and the money was automatically deducted to offset part of the debt. ]
……

[Currently owed: 29. ]
The deduction reminders are one by one, and the future hearts are one by one.

He was quite hurt, "I haven't exited the game yet, why was the payment automatically deducted?"

After recalling for a few seconds, he was even more hurt, "I forgot to touch the bodies of the two police officers in the alley."

Recalling it again, he was injured again, "There were seven or eight police officers who came at that time. If we kill them all, we will make more money."

Rounding it off, that’s a loss of at least millions of yen.

Looking to the upper left corner, after seeing the new precise amount of debt and the current time, Mirai Ichichi was bruised and bruised, "It's not even five o'clock, and the bank is not open at all."

What's wrong with the players?Those with very low defense can easily break through the defense with just one hit of 'Can't rob a bank', causing them to become depressed and sad.

On the coffee table, the phone vibrated.

Mirai Ichijo answered the phone sadly, "Hello?"

He asked politely: "What time does the bank in Tokyo refresh? Is it true that it can't be five o'clock?"

It doesn’t matter if you can’t.

"How strong is the FBI in Tokyo? Do they carry a lot of U.S. dollars with them?"

When the wanted level reaches five stars, a dollar reward can be triggered.

Gin: "..."

Every minute and every second, you can get a new experience of high blood pressure.

But unexpectedly, after experiencing high blood pressure one after another, he found that he actually felt a little bit familiar.At least now I can pause for a few seconds, digest silently, and just ignore the topic of high blood pressure, "Where are you now?"

"The vodka will be here soon."

"He is a member of the Codename, and his rank is higher than yours," Gin emphasized, stressing his pronunciation, "Don't attack."

The codename member who came to pick him up was named Vodka.

Ichijo Mirai sorted out the currently known code names of the organization’s members: Gin, Rum, and Vodka.

Gin didn't care about it for the time being. Although he had forgotten to touch the corpse to find the dropped items, he was not near him now.

There is not much information about Rum. It seems that he made a mistake. He is probably not very capable. The dropped items that he exploded are probably not of good quality and the money is not too much.

But, vodka…

"Vodka?" asked a keen question from the future, "Will he drop Japanese yen, US dollars, or rubles?"

It would be nice if it dropped US dollars, they are valuable.

...Oh wait, this one can't be killed.

Otherwise, the silver-haired NPC who does not like to smile by nature will become even more unlucky by nature, and the wanted level in the upper left corner will not only flash a few seconds slower, but will solidify firmly.

Mirai Ichijo sighed in disappointment, "Okay, I won't attack him."

Gin heard a clear reluctance, and a bit of "I really can't do anything to you, alas, please bear with me and don't attack this time."

he:"……"

Have you really thought about attacking?
To ordinary members of the organization, it's a bit outrageous, outrageous, and crazy, but to Mirai Ichijo, it's normal.

...Does the organization really have to accept this guy?Is it necessary to accept it?Is it really necessary?
"Well," after a few seconds, Gin replied in a normal voice, "No attack."

"He's here."

"Put the gun down and he will open the door and come in to take you away."

What Gin said was 'open the door and come in', which can generally be understood as opening the door and coming in from outside the main door on the first floor.

But in Gin's normal, yet somewhat suppressed voice, Mirai Ichijo captured the sound of friction.

Source third floor.

Very light, very light.

So Ichijo Mirai didn't notice it until he reached the top, but he didn't react at all.

When he was packing up and counting the loot, he threw all the guns on the coffee table and quit the fighting state. Now he did not rush to grab the gun and aim at the source of the sound. Instead, he heard the sound like an ordinary person on the phone. Just like that, raise your head naturally.

Something was thrown from the third floor, passing through the air as a brown afterimage, then fell heavily to the ground, and moved a few times near the feet of a future.

It's a stuffed bear.

Ichijo Mirai held up the phone, lowered his head, and looked at the innocent stuffed bear for a few seconds. His eyes moved, "Ah, the vodka has arrived."

He was like a normal person who was on the phone but encountered a naughty family member. He had no mood swings and no intention of quickly grabbing a gun. He naturally raised his head and looked at the third floor again.

On the third floor, after the stuffed bear landed safely, a man in a black suit stepped out and stood by the handrail.

He was tall and tall, all in black, wearing a black hat, and even though it was early in the morning, he was still wearing black sunglasses.

Large black sunglasses blocked most of his expression.

There is no point in Ichijo Mirai that just killed everyone, and now he should have the consciousness to fire a few more shots to meet the expectations of the visitor and let the visitor relax.

He really looks like an ordinary person, like an ordinary person who is waiting for his classmates to come to find him when it is time to go to school, but is a little unhappy because he has to go to school.

He also said to the phone with some unhappiness: "Vodka is a neon man."

That doesn't seem to be the case for detonating the rare currency ruble.

Ugh.

(End of this chapter)