Conan: I am really a good person

Chapter 241 Bank Robbery

There are no clues here, nothing that would interest Ichijo in the future.

Except for the occasional, intuitive way of finding the height line and the location of bedroom graffiti, everything else was strange.

Mirai Ichijo didn't stay too long. He walked around the empty house, stood briefly, and then opened the door and went out.

When he locked the door, he hung the key on the doorknob.

The yard is still overgrown with weeds. It was obvious that a road that had been stepped on when entering in the future has been re-established. It seems that the road that came in has never existed at all, leaving no traces. It needs to be stepped on again to make it lush and lush. of weeds to get out of the yard.

Onitsuka Hazo was still waiting in the car.

He turned on the lights of the car, with the windows half-open, and smoked quietly in the quiet darkness. From time to time, he would look sideways and look around, as if he was on guard for something.

Hearing the sound, he turned his head in surprise, hurriedly put out the cigarette, shook his collar vigorously, trying to shake the smell of smoke away, "Come out?"

Then he said clearly, "That's right, there is nothing left, just a house, and I can't even sit in it."

Mirai Ichijo opened the passenger seat door and sat in, "Yeah."

Onitsuka Hazo dug out another bottle of brand-new perfume that had obviously just been opened, sprayed it on himself, and opened the car window wider, feeling a little embarrassed: "I didn't expect you to come out so soon. I was planning to smoke it." Just stub out the cigarette and disperse the smell, and when you come out, there will be no smell."

Unexpectedly, Mirai Ichichi didn't even stay long enough to smoke a cigarette. At most, he just walked around the house a few times before coming out.

He put down the perfume and handed over another folder, "Information like real estate certificate."

"You didn't ask the police for these things when you moved the furniture before. Administrator Matsumoto helped you transfer the ownership and is coming over."

"This house should have belonged to you, but it was more than ten years late in the legal process."

Huh? ‘When you moved furniture before’? ‘You move furniture’?

The perfume that Onizuka Hachizo sprayed was lemon-scented. It smelled a little less like perfume and more like an air freshener. It was a bit complicated when mixed with the smell of cigarette smoke.

Mirai Ichijo is not very picky and cannot tolerate the smell of smoke. He has smelled all kinds of smells and doesn't care much about the smell of smoke. Therefore, without even frowning, he asked: "Should I move the furniture?"

"Huh?" Onitsuka Yazo was a little confused, "Didn't you move the furniture?"

"You were," he said vaguely, "didn't you disappear?"

"The police have been investigating the case for about a month or two, but they haven't found out the reason. They can only conclude that it was an act of revenge by black people. In addition, there were some other cases at the time, so it was left unsolved. "

"Probably in a few years, when I have more free time, some police officers who are concerned about this case will go to find it again,"

Onitsuka Hazo changed his mind and said, "I went to your house again to look at it, but I found that almost all the furniture and everything else was gone. It was all empty."

"We thought you were the one who moved it, didn't we?"

A future: "..."

Oh, no wonder it’s like locusts crossing the border...

He didn't admit it or deny it, and his attitude was ambiguous, "I thought the move was so clean that you would think it was a thief or something."

Onitsuka Hazo smiled and said, "Thieves won't move things so cleanly. They are all used things. Even if they are sold, they are just second-hand furniture. It's hard to move them under the eyes of the police. It can only be... Don’t treat those things as second-hand furniture, treat them as precious memories.”

As he spoke, he came to his senses, stopped abruptly, and carefully observed Ichijo Mirai's face a few times, then quickly mumbled the words and pretended to ignore what happened.

"By the way, you," he still observed Ichigai Mirai's expression, "I heard about the convenience store, do you want to,"

After hesitating again, Onitsuka Yazo tried his best to choose a more positive wording, "Expand the influence of the police?"

"Do you want to enter the police station as the leader of this generation of police academy students?"

He was sure, "With your ability, once you enter the police station, you will definitely be better than the others, better than a police officer." He also joked like a joke, "Even the instructors like us who originally made things difficult for you, called you behind your back." During the special training program, almost all the police personnel involved in the operation knew that you were called the 'savior like the sun'."

"If you call it 'Kujo Mirai', they may not recognize you, but if you call it 'Sun', 'Savior' or 'Messiah', they will definitely think of you immediately,"

"How did you really come up with the title 'Messiah'? It suits you very well."

"I heard that when you were recording your confession, many people who assisted you kept praising you and saying that you were a very nice person. I couldn't stand it anymore and volunteered to help. This made many police officers feel proud and ashamed."

Proud, of course, for a future. He is a police academy student and a reserve police officer. When receiving praise from the public, police officers feel proud.

Shameful, of course, because at that time, Mirai Ichijo's identity was an enemy of the police, and he was also undergoing a rather outrageous 'pretending to be a criminal' training program, which made ordinary people unable to stand it.

A future: "."

He pondered for a few seconds, "You also think this title is suitable for me? I have a discerning mind and chose this title probably because I am naturally in tune with the 'Messiah'."

Then he answered Onitsuka Hazo's initial question, "I'm not trying to attract attention on purpose, but I can't help it."

There is no way, the place where the players are is the place where everyone is watching, and it is normal to attract attention.

Moreover, "You don't pay much substantive attention, do you?"

Mirai Ichichi said casually: "My appearance has not been leaked, and neither have the appearances of Zhufu-san and the others."

As soon as he mentioned this, Onitsuka Yazo frowned, "When I negotiated with the police station today, they meant that you are still young and letting your appearance out may lead to deliberate retaliation."

Just like a police officer.

Other rhetoric was fine, but this kind of rhetoric left Onitsuka Hazo speechless.

He paused and felt a little embarrassed, "I thought you were trying to build up your own momentum and coerce the police to solve the case quickly."

He is clearly a police officer, but when he said 'coercing the police', Onizuka Yazo had no negative emotions. Instead, he quite agreed. The reason for the embarrassment was not because Ichijo Mirai seemed to be coercing the police, but because: "Because the people who are paying attention are too many." There are too many, and a large number of media have been squatting near the police academy, and the training has been affected."

"After a meeting and discussion, the police decided to let the media take pictures of what they wanted to take, and then persuade them to disperse."

What do they want to film?

Take pictures of this batch of police academy students, take pictures of ‘The Sun’.

But: "You can't reveal your appearance yet,"

Onizuka Yazo revealed the question, "Didn't the robbers at the convenience store conduct surprise training in order to rob the bank this time?"

"It just so happened that the police were planning to hold a joint operation to conduct a bank robbery exercise on the assumption that the police did not deal with the robbers in time."

"Police academy students are criminal characters."

Most of the bank robbers cover their faces, allowing the media to take photos of the whole process to their satisfaction, and also allowing the citizens to watch to their satisfaction.

Mirai Ichijo thought for a while, then thought again, "Wait,"

"Want to prostitute me for nothing?"

"No, you have to pay."

　I have something to take off, see you tomorrow

　　

　

(End of this chapter)