Conan: I am really a good person

Chapter 262 He praised me for being disgusting

Not everyone in the blue camp becomes a robber.

That's not bank robbery, that's rebellion and uprising to overthrow the rule and establish a new rule.

Only a dozen members of the blue camp became robbers. When announcing the news, the police also released part of their resumes, proving that they were relatively outstanding police officers in the blue camp.

When the host of the morning news announced this incident, his expression was extremely calm, and he even smiled a bit, as if he was announcing some irrelevant news that was neither good nor bad, and he acted calmly.

Just by looking at her expression, there is no indication that she is announcing news about a bank robbery drill that makes the public a little dissatisfied, nor that the police are releasing news about the second camp reversal drill, the number of robbers, and some of their resumes. , it is a last resort and forced.

She fits the profile of a professional host.

But some professionals can see at a glance that underneath that straight smile is a rather forced smile.

Such as vodka.

As a member of the organization who has seen the new works of 'Satan', he is a professional victim. He only glanced at the host, then withdrew his gaze and asked cautiously: "All of our police personnel have been withdrawn from this incident. But this way, our control over the bank..."

Just completely gone.

There are advantages to taking all eyes and ears out of a drill event, and the advantage is not having to deal with a madman.

But there are also disadvantages. Like the audience, they can only observe what madmen are doing through live broadcast. Live broadcast is limited. They can only observe part of it, but cannot observe the whole situation. Once something unexpected happens, they may not be able to take action in time.

Although the organization has made thorough preparations to ensure that even if everyone in the bank is dead, the police can suppress all the troubles as soon as possible, but...

Vodka moved uncomfortably, and first looked around the villa where he was temporarily staying, checking whether the doors and windows were closed tightly, and whether a terrifying existence quietly appeared in the station.

After confirming that there was nothing abnormal, he lowered his voice, cautiously as if he was suing the God of Death, hesitating a little, "He always, just in case he does something big..."

The kind of big one where neither the organization nor the police can quell public opinion.

"What should I do?"

Gin was sitting on another sofa, looking down at the personnel files of the red team camp.

Not long after this file was transferred, he started to check the first one. He was reading "The Massacre of the Morobushi Family in Nagano Prefecture" when he heard the voice of Vodka secretly complaining about death. He didn't even raise his eyelids, "Nothing to do,"

"Accept fate."

What else can I do?

You can't hit him. Whether it's a lesson, a warning, or a joke, as long as you don't kill Mirai Ichijo on the spot, he will definitely come back with a hundredfold revenge.

And beaten to death on the spot...

For the time being, regardless of any factors such as organizations, leaders, individuals, etc., and simply considering the matter of 'killing a future', it is really a little bit more difficult.

I have no choice but to endure it.

And, “we are not the victims now.”

Gin said very calmly, with the calmness of watching a fire from a distance, "He is concentrating on playing with mice,"

"In the hunting state, any scent that does not belong to himself or the prey will make him alert and impatient. If something unexpected happens during the play this time and makes him a little unhappy, he will immediately blame other scents and choose Determine the masters of other breaths as the next target of teasing and take revenge."

"The organization has been fooled once," he said calmly, "there can't be a second time."

After a pause, he added subtly, "Although that gentleman doesn't care."

'That gentleman doesn't care', Vodka shut up and turned his attention to another matter, 'the police,'

He asked somewhat cautiously, "How long is the durability?"

It's asking, 'How long will it take for the police to play with it in the future before they get tired of it?' It's asking, 'How long will the police be played with, will it be completely scrapped?' It's also asking, 'If the police play is finished, won't the organization have to welcome this god-pleaser again? A madman who has a hard time sending a message to God? '.

Vodka actually wants to ask: Will the police cooperate obediently and be toyed with?

The organization has a high tolerance for Ichiyo Mirai, and the leader cares about Macbrandy. Even so, he resisted and kicked him to the police when the opportunity was right.

Then the police will definitely resist, right?

Once the police resist and want to respectfully ask a future to leave, what is the most likely reason? What reasons would legitimately lead a good, outstanding police officer to leave the police system?

'Undercover'.

It must also be a powerful, involved organization that once undercover, cannot escape for at least two to three years.

It’s almost a roll call.

"However, he is very famous, so it shouldn't be..." Vodka thought for a moment and became nervous again, "Wait a minute, he has never shown his face."

Mirai Ichijo is very famous, so logically speaking, he would not become an undercover agent.

However, in the two news stories about Tokyo Police Academy students, Mirai's appearance was not revealed. The public did not know what he looked like. They only knew that he had black hair and red eyes.

He only needs to forge his identity, and he can happily return to the organization. He can kick open the door of the villa, wave to vodka and say hello, "Hi, beautiful and warm-hearted gentleman, can you do me a favor?" I'm a little short of money, and I want to find a random unlucky guy to borrow money to save my life.'

"No," Gin denied directly, "That gentleman meant to let him have some fun outside."

He was very calm and said, "I will obey your orders, sir."

First, he stacked a layer of honorable buffs, and then his eyes fell back on the information. He only reminded him, "In the past two years, the organization has deployed a lot of personnel to the Tokyo police, and some of them are only in the hands of that gentleman. , only obey his orders."

I can contact that gentleman directly.

Regardless of the actual contact, the 'eyes' that can achieve direct contact with that gentleman on the surface must have a high status.

This means one thing: once the police come up with something new, "How about we find an opportunity to kick this thing away?" ', the organization will be informed immediately and will divert the disaster eastward to prevent the disaster from flowing back.

Vodka: "Oh..."

He breathed a sigh of relief, but felt a little complicated.

Organizations are not a good place. They are the natural enemies of cats. Anyone who is curious will not live too long. If you want to live longer, you must be prepared not to ask anything and just watch silently with your eyes. The vast majority of Codename members are like this.

They have different divisions of labor, different tasks, and different intelligence.

The same is true for Vodka. He knew that the organization deployed a lot of people into the police, and he also knew that the sudden high frequency of deployment of people was after 'Satan' obtained the code name of Marc Brandy. However, before that, some people did not make much connection between the two. When they were put together, one thing did not emerge: the organization suddenly deployed people for the sake of a future.

In order to prevent Yitiao from returning to the organization in a short period of time.

This……

And when answering questions and dispelling panic, Gin was always calm and prompt, as if he had anticipated Vodka's disturbing thoughts.

Vodka could only think silently: It turns out that not only he was a little panicked, but his elder brother was also a little panicked, and that gentleman was also a little panicked...

Gin looked away from the 'both parents died' on the information and glanced at Vodka, "It's normal."

Until now, he still looks calm, "Human beings are afraid of the sky, the ocean, the earth, natural disasters, and all horrible inhuman existences,"

"Of course I will also be afraid of a humanoid natural disaster."

Human beings also have the desire to conquer, and want to conquer the ocean, the earth, and the sky. However, when their strength is insufficient, they will maintain basic respect and vigilance, and when their strength is sufficient, they will move forward with awe.

The target of this humanoid natural disaster is not him. Ginjiu does not plan to actively collide with him for the time being. He puts his finger on the data and says, "This 'Zhufu Jingguang', pay attention."

"Look for a chance and see if you can,"

Before he was about to give the order, he paused. After a few seconds, he simply gave up, "Forget it, don't worry about them."

Another command was given, "Remember these guys, especially this person, if they don't die under Alsace's hands, then,"

That means that for Mirai Ichijo, this police academy student whose parents died when he was young and suffered from stress trauma has some extraordinary significance.

How can organizations do this?

Gin didn't say anything, and Vodka didn't ask. He nodded and said, "Okay, I will pay attention to them after Alsace is separated from them."

He focused on Zhu Fu Jingguang, and his impression of this police academy student was no longer the collective impression of the red camp's 'unlucky guy', but changed to 'the most unlucky guy'.

The reason for paying attention to these unlucky people after Ichijo's departure in the future is simple: if you pay attention now, you will undoubtedly be mistaken for provocation if you go to look at the food while the tiger is eating. Gin was a more professional victim of Satan, and Vodka carefully remembered his response to 'Satan', "By the way, then,"

After saying only one sentence, he stopped abruptly, looked at the TV subconsciously, and his face became serious, "He took action."

Mihua Bank suffered heavy losses and was unable to open in a short time.

After the camp was reversed, the police selected another bank and gave the blue team the robbery rules:

1. Do not rob a cash transport truck when it is near a bank.

Second, the action time is within ten days.

It’s similar to the rules of the red side camp at the beginning.

When the exercise started again, the outstanding police officers from the blue camp turned into robbers and disappeared from the public eye. To see them again, the audience could only wait for them to take action and rob the bank.

Because Mihua Bank was forced to start a full live broadcast, in this case, the designated bank had set up live broadcast facilities in advance, and the TV station opened a special column to broadcast live during the bank's business period, intending to film the robbers' attack. The whole process.

Viewers can choose to live broadcast and accompany bank staff to work during long and boring periods of normal business, looking for the moment when the robbers are caught in action. They can also watch the robbers again after the news of the robbers' attack has made the news. Live footage of the aftermath of the attack.

Vodka is the former.

The shocking power of the humanoid natural disaster made him choose the former without hesitation. He was afraid that if he chose the latter, if he was not careful, the robbers would be collectively sent to hell, and he could only watch the news replay afterwards.

On the live news broadcast, the normal business scene of the bank changed. Several robbers wearing black hoods were threatening the staff with guns. Some robbers dispersed in a tacit understanding and quickly controlled other people present. Controlled the entire bank hall.

There were not many guests.

The police did not specify which lucky bank became the location of the second exercise, but the live broadcast of the business hours directly exposed the bank. In recent days, most people will avoid this bank as long as they pay attention to the news. , go to other banks to handle business, or postpone the business for a few days.

The robbers only took less than double digits of hostages.

A staff member took the opportunity to press the alarm button. If it was a real bank robbery, she might hesitate for a moment and then suddenly attack when the robber was not paying attention. Shooting, but now it's acting, she doesn't hesitate.

Immediately a red light flashed rapidly.

The robbers wore black hoods. Through the camera lens that was fixed in advance, Vodka could not see whether there was regret on their faces for being a step slower and failing to stop them, but he added an expression to them in silence: fear.

Soon, the 'fear' will definitely appear on their faces.

The police and the media paid close attention to the exercise. Almost eight minutes after the bank robbery occurred, a photographer carrying a camera walked into the bank lobby with reporters.

The robbers did not seem to see the media personnel, did not stop them, and did not talk to them. They continued to control the hostages and forced the staff to pay.

Media members also maintained a bystander attitude towards the robbers, staff and hostages.

From the moment the new lens entered the bank, the picture captured by the camera set up in advance shrank to the lower left corner, becoming a small square, and the picture of the news host in the studio shrank to the lower right corner.

The reporter smiled and began to introduce the bank's situation to the camera.

But she only said a few words, and then, under the sudden sound of gunfire, she subconsciously shrank her shoulders and turned her head to look.

The camera snaps over.

A robber who crashed into the camera was captured. He hit the camera hard. The cameraman almost subconsciously twisted his body to protect the camera, and they fell to the ground together.

At the same time, the camera that had been set up in advance was hit hard by a blue and white shadow and rolled to the ground.

Of the three pictures on the TV, only the studio picture was normal. The two live pictures were either pointed at the ground, or were pointed at the ground with some faint color distortion.

Gunshots were going off.

The pistols were like machine guns, creating a symphony of violence, but none of the gunshots came from outside the bank. They all rang suddenly inside the bank. Each shot was about the same distance from the camera and the reporter's microphone.

In the symphony of gunfire, there is the subconscious scream of human beings.

The photographer rolled up from the ground and immediately checked the lens. He breathed a sigh of relief when he found that there was nothing wrong. He quickly looked up again and couldn't help but hold his breath.

There were several more people in police uniforms in the hall, and they were quickly controlling the hall. In just a few moments, they had controlled most of the hall and most of the robbers.

A robber took a hostage hostage and tried to point a gun at the hostage to threaten him. However, before he could fully raise the gun, he was hit and his arms were twisted and pinned to the ground.

He pulled the trigger and the gun fired, the bullet spinning out and reflected in the photographer's eyes.

The photographer hasn't reacted yet.

As if his brain had a short circuit, he forgot to breathe and looked at the bullet. Just when he was about to hit him, he was suddenly thrown to the ground and flew towards the reporter, avoiding the bullet.

When rolling, the other party reached out to protect the back of the photographer's head, and his arms protected the camera.

This is an extremely close distance.

It was so close that when the opponent hit the ground with his knee to brake, the camera could clearly capture his face.

The lower part of the face was covered by a black inverted V-shaped mask, and the forehead was covered by black hair and a helmet. Only a pair of red eyes were exposed from the transparent goggles.

There was a luster in those red eyes, like the sunshine.

The owner of the eyes is smiling: "Are you okay?"

He stretched out his hand and held the photographer's hand. His tone was gentle, like a professional police officer calming frightened people. "It is my duty to protect the people."

It's a future.

Vodka: "..."

Gin: "..."

He stared at the TV steadily, looking at the pair of red eyes on the screen that were shining like sunshine, and looking at the guy who seemed to be radiating light and seemed to be the savior, and his expression gradually changed.

Eventually, his expression settled into one as if he had seen a ghost.

This is so...

[Your disguise is] disgusting.

Very hypocritical.

Very disgusting.

It was so hypocritical that Gin was sure: even the always hypocritical Belmod would feel like vomiting when he saw the news because of a bloody butcher disguised as a savior saint.

Gin paused again and again, deleted his true feelings, and followed the method of dealing with humanoid natural disasters: [Your disguise is perfect. 】

He closed his eyes hard, exhaled slowly, opened his eyes again, and looked at the TV.

On the TV, the camera was still fixed on Ichigo Mirai's body, and he was filmed turning around and rushing into the robbers, like a sharp wind that dealt a heavy blow to the enemy.

He was filmed taking out his phone after the shooting, looking at it, and laughing again.

His companions were filmed looking towards him and asking what he was talking about.

He was filmed tapping the mission recorder on his shoulder, smiling and saying: "Thirteen minutes and three seconds, mission completed."

He was filmed avoiding the outstretched hands of his companions, looking down at his phone again, and then burst into laughter.

He was filmed being grabbed and high-fived by his peers.

He was filmed replying: "What are you looking at?"

“I was reading a message from a friend with whom I don’t share the same philosophy. He complimented me on how disgusting I was.”

(End of this chapter)