Conan: I am really a good person

Chapter 228 Are you sick?

Chapter 228 Are you sick?

Racing is a game that is easy to determine the winner, does not require racking one's brains, and can be used to vent stress.

The most important thing is that, like parkour, it is one of the essential skills for many criminals.

Mirai Ichijou likes it very much.

He nonchalantly asked for help from an ordinary car man on the roadside, who generously lent him his help and waited at a traffic light.

The traffic light is red.

Ten seconds later, it jumped to green light again.

It's past three in the morning, and there is almost no moving car on the road. Even the homeless people who live in New York at night are mostly fast asleep.

The window of the car was open, and a future was leaning on the window, tapping on the window with his hand and counting silently.

Not even a minute had passed, the green light had just turned to red, and the roar of a car could be heard not far away.

A car rushed from far to near in an instant, stopped at the traffic light, and waited side by side with a car from the future for the light to turn green.

The red light is still ten seconds away.

The window of the car slowly lowered, revealing Akai Shuichi. He was sitting in the driver's seat, not looking at the traffic light, but looking at the future.

Look at the future like a scanner.

He said: "Add a bet,"

"The winner must answer a question from someone familiar."

Mirai Ichijo raised his eyebrows, "Not confident?"

Akai Shuichi: "No."

He said calmly: "After it's over, you will want to ask me questions."

Oh, it’s not that I’m not confident, I’m too confident.

Mirai Ichijo couldn't help but smile at him, "Wow, cool."

And pressed save without hesitation.

But there was no need for him to save. When the red light countdown jumped to '3', a series of system prompts popped up.

It's a long-lost system prompt that triggers a task.

[Task name: ‘Fast and Furious’.

Mission details: This is a death race at four in the morning.

Mission requirements: Win. 】

The mission rewards are strange yet familiar.

Strange, because a future triggered this mission for the first time.

It’s familiar because, like ‘Pretending to be a criminal’, this is a task that can trigger different rewards with different levels of completion.

Different levels of completion range from 10% of 'a race' to 100% of 'death racer', and the requirements range from 'run three streets' to 'extraordinary performance with the opponent, a complete death race, let the whole New York should be shocked'.

The mission rewards range from 'Painkiller +5' to 'Advanced Painkiller +10, Social Blind Box +3, * (unresolved), * (unresolved), * (unresolved)'.

There is also a special tip:

[Task Reminder: Warning, you are in the [FBI Newcomer] archive. You can only return to the archive if you die. After the mission starts, it will automatically return to the three-second countdown. Please be careful when challenging difficult tasks. 】

[Current number of rollbacks: 0. 】

There were too many prompts. Ichijo Miku didn't even look at it. He folded it with one click without blinking. He controlled the vehicle and rushed out at the moment when the red light turned to green.

The two cars rushed out at the same time.

But Akai Shuichi's car was faster, and soon passed half a car body of Ichimi Mirai.

Mirai Ichijo whistled, "No wonder I'm so confident, I've been prepared for it."

"Nice car, Mr. FBI."

He ran through without hesitation.

The car collided, Akai Shuichi's car rubbed against the edge of the road, sparks flew out, and the car slowed down a bit.

His expression remained unchanged, and he calmly replied with a message from the future: "No wonder you are more confident, it turns out you were prepared for it."

There was a huge collision and the harsh noise of tires rubbing against the ground. The two cars collided together again, almost stumbling and drifting across the street corner at high speed.       Two cars that were originally intact began to show changes.

In addition to the sounds of cars colliding with each other, the road, and the screeching tires, there were new and unpleasant sounds, sporadic sounds. It sounded like somewhere in the car had been knocked open, or parts had rolled off. .

There is no change in the future.

He stepped on the accelerator without blinking an eye and continued to increase speed during the extremely fast racing.

This is undoubtedly a crazy decision.

What's even crazier is that Shuichi Akai accelerated the car without hesitation and suddenly hit the side vehicle.

The car moved for a moment and quickly got back on track. At a turning point, Ichigo Mirai hit the middle of Akai Shuichi's car, pushed the car out, and drifted around in a circle, smoothly driving into the new road. Street, go away.

And thirty seconds later, it was hit from behind.

The two cars were speeding, chasing each other, and hitting each other.

For ordinary people, this is already quite a thrilling and exciting car battle.

But for a future, it is just a bit more difficult to pursue.

He has encountered more deadly pursuits, where he wanted to kill him on the spot to disband the task force, and he was able to control this kind of car battle that spread its wings on the edge of danger.

It can also be seen that Akai Shuichi can also control it.

The limitation of the car and the road is that it is not a racing car or a track, and the two of them are not wearing professional equipment, but it is more intense than a racing car. As the car speeds, it has begun to slowly approach the death race.

This is the tenth minute of the game.

Every turn is a bloody overtaking moment.

Ichijo Mirai still had the car window open.

A super-speeding wind rushed in through the car window, crazily squeezing every inch of docile air that could be breathed. In the stinging wind, he could hardly breathe, but he was still smiling.

He said nothing and raised his eyebrows at Shuichi Akai's car, which had its windows rolled up at the start of the race.

Contempt is evident.

There was a privacy film on the car window. Ichimi Mirai couldn't see Akai Shuichi, and couldn't see whether he was paying attention to this side. It was not sure whether the provocation was successful or failed.

Just two or three seconds of being out of sight and uncertain.

Soon, the window of the car suddenly lowered, and the car suddenly turned into the wind that hit the window of Future Ichiyo. They split up in the middle of the two cars, one of them slammed into Ichiyo Mirai, and the other slammed into Shuichi Akai.

It was difficult for Akai Hide to breathe at first. He had to work very hard to get a few breathable air in the air like usual.

He still had a cold face, but his brows furrowed.

Just before the next turn, his car suddenly crashed into another car, interrupting the drifting trend of one future vehicle at a time.

Just once.

He didn't stop, didn't stop as before, they only collided with each other and then retreated at the same time, and then collided again in the next confrontation.

Instead, they collided one after another, hitting the front of a future car with the front of the car.

The engine is at the front of the car.

Mirai Ichijo frowned, looked over, and looked into Akai Shuichi's cold, yet flame-like eyes.

Akai Shuichi crashed again, not caring that once the front engine was damaged, the vehicle would instantly lose control, which would most likely result in a car crash and death, and he crashed like a madman desperately.

The impact was always in the same place, and marks appeared after two or three strikes. The hood of a future car made a banging sound and bounced up.

The hood of Shuichi Akai's car did not pop up, but thick black smoke came out.

However, he was still hitting and forcing a future driver to pull over and slow down.

During the collision, sparks flew out and the driving sound of the car changed significantly.

Akai Shuichi's eyes were still cold, like a bloodthirsty arrow. He didn't look at the road ahead at all, only looking at the car in the future, as if they were going to die together.

A future eyelid twitched, "You must be sick,"

He was a little confused, "I didn't do anything to kill my parents, right?"

"...Are you a player or am I a player?"

(End of this chapter)

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