Conan: I am really a good person

Chapter 308 Financial personnel are reduced to zero

A future walks down the alley.

The alley is very quiet, there is no one, it is like the best loudspeaker, the aggravated footsteps echo in circles, like the thrilling sound effects in a suspense movie, only need to add a cabinet and a somewhat urgent sound The sound of breathing can easily outline the tense scene of the murderer slowly searching for his victim.

But Mirai Ichijo was not a victim. He wore a polite smile, and when he walked to the middle of the alley and saw the black car parked at the entrance of the alley, his expression did not change.

"It's a bad afternoon. What do you want from me?"

The car has been waiting for a long time. The doors of the driver's seat and the passenger's seat are both open for ventilation. There is no one in the driver's seat, and there is a familiar but unfamiliar person sitting in the passenger seat:
Gin.

Familiar, because Mirai Ichijo not only knows him, but also understands him, and knows better how to easily raise his blood pressure with the move of a finger.

Strange because in reality, Mirai Ichijo doesn’t know him.

Meeting a 'game character' in real life would be a bit cumbersome, Mirai Ichichichi thought, and looked at Gin a few times.

In the passenger seat, both of Gin's hands were empty. His expression was as cold as a corpse that had been clasped in a freezer for a month. His tone was forbearing, "I'm not looking for you, you're looking for me."

Originally, before Gin opened his mouth to speak, Ichijo Mirai was more inclined to the former attitude, more troublesome and impatient: Tsk, some people really deserve to die, they only play with themselves and don’t leave anything useful after they die. His last words were to explore the position and interpersonal relationships of 'One Future' in the organization.

Even when Ichijo Mirai nods unscrupulously and calmly, "Ah, yes, I just had nothing to do, I produced the first/second/third murder case that made the members of the organization couldn't help but take off their hats and mourn in silence", he can do it all by himself. There has been such a bloody storm, so what is brewing when you are suddenly quiet and well-behaved?

The top leaders of the organization who understand 'Satan' have a sense of fear of thunder.

He felt itchy no matter how much slander there was in the evaluation of gin.

Belmod has been making random noises for three consecutive days. He said, "With so many people in the Suzuki Group, they won't all be wiped out, right?" ' and other spam messages that make people read silently.

He repeated: "I'm not looking for you, it's you looking for me."

Gin: "..."

If a child is quiet, he must be acting like a monster.

It seems that Ichijo will come up with some fantastic ideas in the future that will impress everyone.

But death is not far away.

Huh?
Some troubles make him a little uninterested in Mirai Ichijo, and he just wants to get rid of them as soon as possible. Some troubles make him very interested. This situation is both. On the one hand, he has to deal with Mirai Ichijo. 'Left somewhat impatient with the trouble of interpersonal interactions.

"Don't hold your breath in silence, why don't you say it to make me happy? Thank you, kindhearted person."

On the other hand, because the other side is a well-intentioned mafia.

"...What's the matter? Tell me."

The familiar smell is so familiar that it makes your eyes darken and your blood pressure soar.

This means: "Don't say you are active nearby, even if you live in front of the store, I may not find out."

And he is really easy to bully, pinching the opponent is like pinching black cotton, he will only get happiness and make a future hand feel a little itchy.

They knew there were landmines, but they didn't know where they were, so the quieter and quieter the surroundings became, the more nervous they became, carrying the fear of stepping on a bomb with every step they took.

When faced with spam text messages that threaten him on behalf of gangsters, he often just takes a look at them and deletes them directly, continuing to perform his tasks without changing his expression, without any major fluctuations.

Gin: "..."

Among them was Belmode.

A future: "."

He stared at Gin's impatient face, so surprised that he wanted to make a mistake, "You're angry."

And sincerely concerned, "Stop smoking, smoking will make you angry. Look, you are so angry now but dare not say anything. You can't find the culprit, so you can only show your face to this innocent colleague of mine." Give me a nice gesture of providing positive emotional feedback.”

Today was the first time he intuitively noticed the presence of Gin, or it was because Vodka couldn't help but stare at him with a ghostly gaze when he caught a glimpse of him.

Two or three in New York.

I can't help it. In recent months, Ichijo Mirai has been so well-behaved that it makes people's hearts tremble. She is huddled quietly in a small dessert shop and has nothing to do. The most active thing is actually accompanying a young female high school student on a date. .

What is the difference between gin and corpse?
When I asked Mirai Ichijo to talk about something, I took a deep breath to cheer myself up, and then said it calmly. It looked like I was just hanging on to my breath and about to die, but I wasn't really dead yet.

"No," he repeated, throwing away a cold knife, "called me over, what's the matter?"

The initiative to meet lies with Ichijo Mirai.

…Gin also didn’t sleep.

"Is there a possibility," Ichijo Mirai thought for a while, "that I am almost always upstairs and can't go downstairs a few times a month?"

"I only said one thing, why did you get angry?"

But while veins popped out on his forehead, he adjusted his breathing, and endured habitually, Gin actually felt a little bit at ease: OK, OK, the future is still the same future, and he will rush to make a blood feud with someone for eight lifetimes as soon as he opens his mouth. .

He is a person who has social terror attributes to some extent. Even though his colleagues are very powerful and have perfectly displayed the spirit of black personnel, they still can't say any words of praise. Instead, they remain silent and pretend to be dead. They are also very good at being patient. They can swallow their anger one after another and can hold part-time jobs. Happy good-hearted mafia.

"As long as you have lived here, I have been active nearby," Gin said, ignoring the high blood pressure and simply stated that he was concerned about the safety of the world. "We didn't meet until today when you glanced at me."

"You're really angry." He stopped staying far away and walked to the car. When he was about one meter closer, his nose twitched. "You smoke?"

But after Gin spoke, he quickly leaned toward the latter: Look like a good bully! It’s freshly played black cotton!

It's just that when faced with a future, it's hard for him not to waver, "Well, I've opened the door to let out the breath, but it's not all gone."

"Go ahead."

He was ready for his hanging heart to finally die.

In this regard, Gin's thought was: "If I weren't on the first floor, wouldn't you be able to notice me?"

Just like he was arguing with someone about whether steamed buns are made of flour, a vertical crease appeared between his eyebrows, and he was a little impatient, "You'd better not say such things that no one believes."

"As long as you want to know, you can know my whereabouts even if you are not in the dessert shop."

He is always on the second floor and rarely shows up on the first floor. Is it true that in the future, a plank road has not been built in secret, and he has secretly gone out to inspect the target in secret?
Doubtful.

Ichijo Mirai heard that "Steamed buns are made of flour, so you can know my whereabouts. Isn't this common sense?" 'As it should be.

He paused subtly, watched Gin's expression tactically, and confirmed: "You mean, you think I can smell who is passing by?"

"I didn't," Gin immediately denied, immediately changed the subject, and put on an expression as if he was ready to be a corpse, "What have you been brewing recently?"

What plan was hatched to kill everyone?

No one can satisfy everyone, but a future can dissatisfy everyone.

Ichijo Mirai looked at Gin, pondered for a moment, and then asked: "Well... do you know that you have a calm expression now, but you are facing an enemy?"

"How should I describe it? Let me think about it. Ah, yes, I have thought of it." "You are like a demon general who betrayed the Demon King. When the brave man went through all the troubles to enter the Demon King's palace and interrogated the Demon King, you expressed your The Demon King stands up to smooth things over, but like the Hero, they all want to know how the Demon King plans to wreak havoc on the world."

The smell of cigarette smoke still lingered in the car. He casually pressed his elbow on the car door to support himself, and tapped the roof of the car with his finger, "Please correct your attitude as a mafia, and don't have extra kindness, Mr. Gin."

Gin: "..."

Ichijo Mirai can always make people silent. Since he got the code name, he has been killing people every day on average. He has received the most praise for being cold-blooded and ruthless. Gin, who even colleagues in the organization think is too cold-blooded, is silent.

He said coldly, "You didn't deny that you were planning a plan."

"Why don't you answer my question directly, what are you going to do?"

“It’s just because of being a member of the organization that I want to know.”

Organizations want to know more.

It became famous as 'the organization that Satan belongs to' and ranked among the top ten terrorist organizations in the world. It has almost become common knowledge in the neon black world. Although its existence has not been exposed, it seems that it is only one organization away from being exposed. The organization wants to know.

And he was very afraid that Mirai Ichijo was really enthusiastic about plotting a terrorist attack that he thought was just for fun, but was actually a serious blow to the world.

There are many places in Tokyo suitable for attacks, including neon signs, such as the Imperial Palace, Sensoji Temple, Skytree, Mount Fuji, famous shrines, supermarkets, museums and memorial halls.

Another example is some world-famous attractions, including the Eagle Museum, the Statue of Goddess, buildings, and iron towers...

The choices are rich and varied, just choose one, and a future can be announced to the world easily and happily, making a certain place famous in the world for its tragic experiences.

It's scary.

"Guess," after all, this is not a game that can be rolled back. Yiyi Mirai just pinched it lightly and said in a very casual tone, "Don't wander around here. You are too conspicuous. There may be police checking your ID when you walk on the road. You are always there. If you appear nearby, you may attract the attention of the police.”

He said seriously, "Don't come to me, I'm afraid the police will misunderstand me."

Gin: "..."

What misunderstanding? Did you misunderstand that 'Satan', who has not been seen for ten years, is soft-hearted and kind?

You can't be afraid that the police will misunderstand you as a cold-blooded mafia, right?

This is what they should be afraid of.

The organization is very afraid of black, white and gray misunderstandings, misunderstanding that 'Satan' is an action carried out to implement the purpose of the organization.

They really don't.

After repeated silence, Ginjiu asked: "What?"

Did you hear that wrong?

"My current identity has no illegal or criminal record for the time being," Ichijo Mirai, who was already planning to leave, added, "At least not on the surface,"

"Don't hang around me until I have a criminal record, otherwise the police may suspect me and investigate me. Although the investigation won't yield anything, it will be very troublesome."

He waved his hand casually, "That's it, let's go, bye."

As soon as he turned around and walked a few steps, he was stopped, "Alsace."

Ok?
Belmod had complained, but this was the first time Ichijo Mirai heard Gin call him this name. He reacted for a moment, then stopped and turned around, "Say."

Gin was still sitting in the passenger seat and did not move. He just moved his eyes in the direction of the driver's seat. He no longer looked at the future, but looked in the opposite direction, "Your salary,"

"I don't have to go to the bank to pay this month's salary."

"My salary," Yiyi future repeated, "don't you go to the bank to pay this month's salary?"

He didn't understand and was shocked:
ah? The mafia also pays monthly wages?

ah? It’s actually Gin who pays wages?

Isn't he a finance guy? He is a garbage disposal worker who has been working overtime.

Wait, judging from Gin's unconventional work style of working overtime in the early morning, the salary paid to him will not be subsidized out of his own pocket, right? !
...Then find an opportunity to dig into your pockets more.

While his thoughts were turning, Ichijo Mirai's expression was no different, just like Gin who seemed to be speaking common sense, as if he was listening to common sense, "What's wrong?"

Gin: "This month's financial officer is Riko."

"Oh," Ichijo Mirai nodded, "This month's financial staff is..."

what?
Who is the temporary financial officer of the black criminal organization?
What name did Gin call?
……and many more.

First of all, the level of the police in this world is generally a bit low, but it is just a bit silly, not mentally retarded, and police officers with police academy experience will not be allowed to go undercover with their true identities.

Secondly, Jiang Guling has a normal IQ and will not agree to ridiculous plans.

Then, Rei Fukutani has a police concept and will not really have fun playing black.

Finally, Gin said, '(The organization's) finance person this month'.

Then there is only one truth: Unfortunately, Mirai Ichijo and Rei Fukiya exchanged their hometowns, and went undercover to each other's organizations.

That's why Fangtani Rei is in this organization, that's why he's the financial officer of this month, and that's why Gin knows his real name.

They are all future classmates of Ichijo. I am afraid that Gin not only knows about them, but is also monitoring them silently.

Tokyo is so small, and the neon lights are so small.

A future: "..."

He slowly thought: No wonder the blond classmates seemed to have nothing to do and didn't need to go to work or complete the tasks of the black and white parties. They circled around him and sniffed at him for a long time.

It turned out that his identity was exposed, he had no access to organizational secrets, and there really were no serious tasks to perform.

"Furitani-san," Ichichi Mirai continued the second half of the sentence as if nothing had happened, and even frowned in confusion, as if he was a little confused because Gin didn't immediately explain why he said this common sense after a pause, " Then what?"

Gin didn't speak immediately.

He observed an expression that had no ups and downs in the future. He did not remind him, "You just wanted to pretend that you respect other people's privacy and don't know everything. Now you are pretending to be surprised why your classmates are in the organization." Instead, he carefully considered his tone. , and said what he really wanted to say that he had been preparing for a long time, "There is also Zhu Fu Jingguang, he..."

"Contacted the FBI."

*

"I contacted the FBI."

Zhu Fu Jingguang said: "Just this morning."

(End of this chapter)