Conan: I am really a good person

Chapter 235 ‘Messiah’! (-in-)

[3].

Shuichi Akai is looking at the future.

Looking at the future with a cold look, like a wolf looking at its inevitable prey.

He found that when Ichigo Mirai looked sideways, his eyes closed for a moment, longer than normal blinking, lasting about one second, as if he was slowing down.

[2].

Before his eyes opened, a smile burst out and spread quickly. Mirai Ichijo opened his eyes with a smile.

His smile was not the smile before, but a laugh.

And it didn't sound like a laugh that came out in the first second, but a laugh that had been laughed for a while.

The smile should have been warm, but Ichiyo Mirai's eyes were cold, with a wild look that was eager to try.

He is like a wolf.

A wolf that had been hungry for three or four days and was observing and searching on the grassland found a lost lamb, so its green eyes lit up.

But because of the uncontrollable laughter, there was something more subtle.

[1].

Akai Shuichi's movements froze for a moment before he stepped on the accelerator.

The two cars rushed out one behind the other.

Akai Shuichi, who was behind, heard loud laughter in the distance.

The laughter came from the red car in front. Ichigo Mirai never obeyed traffic rules when driving, and it was the same at this time. He only had one hand on the steering wheel, and the other hand was casually on the driver's side. Most of his elbows were exposed on the car window.

A strong wind blew, blowing up some of the dazzling white hair that flew out of the car window.

The wind was too sharp, like a blade, cutting into pieces the laughter and the words that were thrown far away.

"Mr. FBI, if the car is going to explode in the next second,"

"Will you protect me subconsciously?"

Probably because he thought this question was a bit funny, after asking, Ichijo Mirai laughed again, and the elbow that was resting on the car window was shaken by the laughter.

The rearview mirror outside the driver's seat of the red car reflected his overjoyed look.

A future without looking at the road ahead, just laughing, unable to hold back the laughter, while the red car drifted smoothly around the corner, leaving only the harsh and crisp sound of tire friction.

Akai Shuichi: "..."

He couldn't understand why Mirai Ichijo suddenly asked this question, and he couldn't understand why the guy in front of him who interfered with his opponent's thoughts and had no sense of guilt was so happy.

At the next turn, when the distance between the black car and the red car was close, he replied coldly: "No."

There are some differences between the New York FBI and the New York Police Department.

The NYPD is a reassuring...

Logically speaking, the New York police is a reassuring presence.

The FBI, no matter where it is, is very famous.

Famous is famous for ‘open the door! FBI! 'superior.

This is not a good reputation, but unfortunately, it is a reputation that is almost unanimous. Even some news and film and television dramas will use less sharp words to make some extremely spicy jokes.

Akai Shuichi answered decisively without any hesitation.

Mirai Ichijo's arrogant laughter had slowly stopped, but after hearing this answer, he couldn't hold back and laughed again, "Really?"

"But you will."

When this sentence rang out, the harsh friction between the tires and the ground during drifting had ended, so Shuichi Akai heard it clearly.

He glanced forward a few times, looked at Mirai Ichijo in the rearview mirror of the red car, and saw red eyes with a bright smile.

Suddenly, he had a subtle feeling.

...it seems a bit familiar.

At some point or another, he seemed to have seen the arrogant white hair and flamboyant smile in the rearview mirror.

It's just that there was some blood on the white hair at that time, which made him look even more awe-inspiring.

This feeling was sudden and unfounded, but like Akai Shuichi's subtle stasis at the end of the red light, it was like a flash of lightning from his mind, which made him very concerned.

Akai Shuichi's gaze was fixed on the rearview mirror.

Mirai Ichijo said abruptly, "Welcome to the shooting session."

"Remember to jump left and right."

Just as these words were thrown backward by the high-speed red car and suddenly shattered by the black car, a gunshot suddenly rang out in Akai Shuichi's ears.

"Oh!"

Not far away, on the balcony of the second floor, there was a middle-aged man in pajamas cursing and shooting a shotgun.

Akai Shuichi saw him from the corner of his eye.

But some of it was like an illusion. Before he saw the shooter from the corner of his eye, Akai Shuichi had a vague premonition that it would be a middle-aged man in pajamas, and the gun would be a shotgun.

Without thinking, he suddenly leaned to the left and watched as a bullet grazed the car and landed on the right side. He immediately leaned to the right again and caught a glimpse of a bullet grazing the rear of the left car and hitting the ground through the rearview mirror in the car.

The next turn comes.

Akai Shuichi frowned while his thoughts were racing, and he successfully drifted through this dangerous section of road.

The black car was not hit by a single bullet.

In the red car ahead, Mirai Ichijo waved his hand and praised it without hesitation, "Wow, that's great!"

Both cars entered a somewhat long straight.

Ahead, Mirai Ichijo actually leaned out of the car window, waved to Shuichi Akai, and asked curiously, "Do you often get shot at?"

He had long noticed that Akai Shuichi had some talent in dodging bullets, and he had never been hit more than three times.

No matter which archive it is, no matter what the situation is at that time, Shuichi Akai will adapt to the situation.

But if the situation were not the same, this guy would have the same reaction. Just looking at the bullet dodging link, Ichichi Mirai might mistakenly think that this guy is returning with memory.

Akai Shuichi: "..."

He stared at the arrogant guy in front of him, and taking advantage of the moment when the red car inevitably slowed down as it approached the bend, he suddenly surged in speed and drew an arc that turned almost 180 degrees on the road.

The black car overtook the red car on the outside from the inside and rammed its front into the red car.

At the moment when he was about to collide and was forced to stop, Ichijo Mirai turned the steering wheel and smoothly puffed out the black car's exhaust, like a provocative smoke, "It's the same thing again,"

He drove to another fork in the road without looking back, finally sat back in the car, and waved lazily as a friendly reminder, "The second shooting area is coming."

In the early hours of the air-conditioned morning, countless people were woken up. Some of them couldn't bear it anymore and started shooting with their pistols.

A Mirai drove nonchalantly through this dangerous area.

He didn't even try to dodge seriously, he just let the car sway just right, deviate a few points from the original track, and naturally avoid the bullets.

The red car and the black car left the area one after the other.

The distance between them is not too far, and they have always maintained a fishing distance that is like "if you work hard, you can catch up".

If the black car is fast, the red car will be fast; if the black car is slow, the red car will be slow.

It's a bad way of playing tricks on your opponent.

This should be a thrilling racing event.

Akai Shuichi was also prepared for the thrill of having a few splashes of blood and tasting the breath of death in this game, but now...

Amidst the sharp and pungent smell of gunpowder smoke, there was a hint of casual provocation and malicious playfulness from one of the contestants.

On the contrary, the smell of blood was greatly reduced, leaving the game as nothing more than a game.

The game of driving skills, the game of people's hearts and the game of speaking skills.

Akai Shuichi suddenly said, "I am a sniper and I am very sensitive to bullets."

This is an answer to a future question just now. After answering, he asked again: "What does the question you just asked mean?"

Mirai Ichijo raised his eyebrows, glanced behind him because of this conversation style that was a bit like the previous question and answer game, and then answered: "Literally."

Really literal meaning: When the car exploded, would Akai Shuichi subconsciously and instinctively protect him?

……meeting.

This is a very surprising thing, something that will surprise and raise eyebrows in the future.

He was so surprised that when he was blown away by the air wave of the explosion, he couldn't hold it back and laughed. Even all the sounds in his ears disappeared. He was still laughing when he fell heavily to the ground. He laughed until his eyes went black. The red light comes on.

Ichijo Mirai thought about Akai Shuichi's fixed gaze before his vision darkened, and he couldn't help but laugh again, "You are a little different from what I thought." Akai Shuichi remained calm and let his voice carry against the wind. In the past, “What’s different?”

"Before today," Ichijo Mirai replied sincerely, "I thought you were a sensible and calm guy,"

"Not long ago, I thought you were a rational, yet impulsive and decisive person who would definitely make thrilling choices at the gambling table."

"but now,"

He thought for a moment and then thought again, "Crazy."

This word, Ichijo Future, is somewhat difficult to say.

This has always been the word others used to describe him...

But to him, Shuichi Akai is indeed ‘crazy’.

It's just a racing car, but it's like running to death with your life on your side, as if there are only two outcomes today:

One, one loses in the future and is tamed.

Second, Shuichi Akai died.

Of course, this guy has the obsession to investigate the organization even if he risks his life. One can imagine how long this guy has been tracking the organization in the past twelve years, and how many clues he has, before he smells a trace. Don't hesitate to put the pedal to the metal when given a clue.

But he still wanted to say: I am sick.

This sick guy obviously had a gun but didn't fire it. When the car exploded, he instinctively jumped out of the car to protect him like the police protecting the people.

He is a very typical and very atypical FBI.

In Akai Shuichi's body, Ichijo Mirai smelled the distant scent of an opponent that had not been smelled for a long time and seemed to be extinct.

Just like the FBI who arrested him in the first place, he is both disgusting and trustworthy. It is neither a good feeling nor a bad feeling, a bit like a wet rainy day.

Akai Shuichi: "..."

Does he look like a psychopath?

It had only been less than half an hour since they met, and he hadn't even had time to use all the plans he had prepared. No matter whether they were drastic plans or mild plans, none of them worked, so he was already 'crazy'?

He raised his eyebrows and did not answer the words thrown at him.

Ahead, there is another turning point.

Inexplicably, Akai Shuichi seemed familiar.

Before tonight, when he was squatting nearby, he had actually expected that the 'Messiah' would appear nearby when the murderer was arrested.

And he will be provocative and lure the FBI out to find out.

He is ready.

Including but not limited to: checking routes in nearby areas, checking every remote alley nearby, memorizing maps, remembering places in New York where people can be detained, etc.

At the current moment of the racing match, the car has actually exceeded the area where Akai Shuichi originally checked.

When he was in that area, when he turned into a street, he could often predict the route of the next two or three turns, which would give him a somewhat familiar feeling.

This is the result of checking the route in advance, which is normal.

But what is abnormal is that he has left that area, occasionally, very occasionally. Akai Shuichi actually felt familiar.

It seemed that at a certain moment, he was also driving a car, chasing a red car through part of the street.

This illusion-like feeling only appeared once, and it was fleeting, leaving no trace of substance. It only made Akai Shuichi's brows tighten.

He spoke suddenly again, "You're going to see Judy today."

Mirai Ichijo replied nonchalantly: "Yes."

"Miss Judy is very powerful, a little beyond my expectation."

The FBI would use people to replace the victims. In fact, it was not beyond Ichijo's predictions about the future. He could guess it with his eyes closed.

Surprisingly, Judy's disguise was almost flawless.

Even with the cover of darkness and alley shadows, the assistance of specific costumes and masks, and the coquettish voice recorded in advance, it is surprising that Judy was disguised to the point that even avid fans could not recognize her.

Fans of many celebrities can identify their idols by a hand, a back and a footstep.

"But a few days ago." Akai Shuichi said, "You decided to observe me."

Mirai Ichijo nodded, "Yes."

He was a little confused, "So?"

Does it have anything to do with Judy?

If so...

"Oh," because I have been thinking about certain things recently, Mirai Ichichi can easily think of some aspects, "your girlfriend?"

Before he could make a joke, he was denied, "No."

Shuichi Akai: "While already observing one opponent, start observing the second opponent,"

"The first opponent will be unhappy."

A future: "."

No matter what nonsense, an FBI like Akai Shuichi, Ichijo Mirai has rich experience in dealing with it. With his eyes closed, he can guess what he would have said if he said, 'You are my opponent! ’, this guy frowned and refused to say that the FBI and criminals are not so-called opponents, and murder cases cannot be used as so-called confrontations.

Now that I'm talking about this, it's probably...

"You're afraid that I'll set my sights on that lovely Miss Judy,"

Mirai Ichijo thought seriously, "Actually, it's not impossible."

When he was thinking about a romantic partner, he felt that it was not okay, but when he was thinking about someone who could challenge Akai Shuichi, he suddenly felt that it was okay.

He reminded casually, "By the way, the third shooting area."

Gunfire rang out again, sparsely hitting the road.

The red and black cars passed by safely.

"Part of the reason," Akai Shuichi did not deny, "and part of the reason is, 'Since you will choose me in the end, it's better not to waste time on other people.'"

Somewhat confident.

Mirai Ichijo did not deny it, because there were many factors behind his return:

One, he revealed his own information, even though it was false.

Second, Akai Shuichi obviously misunderstood the relationship between ‘Satan’ and ‘Messiah’.

...I still need to clear my mind of this misunderstanding.

What's the meaning of 'if the other party is dead and you have no will to live, you will follow him'? ill.

The third point is because: both he and Akai Shuichi were seriously injured.

His injury will heal quickly in a short period of time, but Akai Shuichi is expected to lie down for a year and a half.

This is not okay. Akai Shuichi cannot go into the hospital and lie down.

This guy is lying in the hospital, so how can he be considered a future partner?

Therefore, Ichijo Mirai just smiled in the rearview mirror and said: Ah, yes, yes, you are confident.

The two cars drove through a curve in tandem again.

Shuichi Akai tried to force the car to stop, but when it failed, he simply gave up without forcing it.

The black car drifted.

He stared closely at the red vehicle that had ended its drift, saw a casual smile from the future in the rearview mirror, and got the message: admit it.

Ichijo Mirai admitted Akai Hideki's statement that he was deliberately arrogant.

However, it is acknowledgment that the leader looks down and nods to the leader casually.

Akai Shuichi narrowed his eyes, his right hand was on the steering wheel, and something cold slipped out of his sleeve and fell into his hand.

It's a pair of silver handcuffs.

The handcuffs collided lightly, making a crisp metal collision sound, "click."

The voice was not loud, but Akai Shuichi was suddenly startled.

So when the black car turned again, it stalled for a moment as if the network was not loading properly. It almost hit the road, but it was forced to turn successfully.

Akai Shuichi frowned tightly. He didn't catch something that was fleeting but had a clear presence, but he subconsciously blurted out the name for Ichijo's future: "'Messiah'!"

"What is your relationship with 'Satan'?"

　Gin in Chapter 13: A bit familiar, not sure, let’s take another look.

　　

　

(End of this chapter)