Conan: I am really a good person

Chapter 310 Bastard
Jianggu Ling: "..."

He only knew that during the tense confrontation with Rye Whiskey, the organization found no useful information, and the informant was shot dead by the impatient Gin.

During the review afterwards, I was glad that I arrived in time. In order to prove that Zhu Fu Jingguang was not an undercover member of the organization, he delayed the time and stopped Rye Whiskey's desperate act of snatching people's heads.

Even after learning that Rye Whiskey was the FBI, he still had lingering fears, and even broke out in a cold sweat: The FBI is capable of shooting and killing an undercover colleague!
But it sounds like the organization is sweating...

"But," he quickly focused on the point, "that FBI is not because of,"

Isn't it because he was exposed as an undercover agent and defected, and he is still being hunted by the organization to this day?
According to Zhu Fu Jingguang, the organization should have turned a blind eye, and there would have been no such thing as "discovering that Rye Whiskey was an FBI undercover agent"?

"Ah," Zhu Fu Jingguang said, "this,"

He paused repeatedly, with a complicated tone, and slowly reminded Feng Gurei, "Mr. Morohoshi said, 'Even if you try to assassinate that gentleman..."

He paused and offered a quiet reverberation.

No, no way
Jianggu Ling: "..."

Jianggu Ling also became quiet.

The silence speaks.

"However," Zhu Fu Jingguang added, "the FBI probably did not assassinate that gentleman, but only tried to investigate and arrest him."

'only'.

"Then they should have achieved some results, otherwise the organization would not have kicked that guy out," Rei Fukaya tried to keep his tone normal, "Maybe they have investigated the information about that gentleman."

"You haven't told me this before...is there anything else you can tell me?"

There is not 100% intelligence exchange between undercover agents. Too close contact may lead to death in the line of duty together. Feng Gu Ling knows about this and can accept that Zhu Fu Jingguang did not tell him this before, but Concern has not told him yet. of that information.

There must be some that have not yet been told.

Because: "Neither you nor the FBI seems to have passed the test."

Fangtani Rei changed his mind, "I have no intention of getting close to that gentleman through 'Messiah'."

Sooner or later, they all understood that the organization knew their undercover status, and that they could unscrupulously inquire about intelligence to a certain extent, and secretly inquire about secrets silently.

But none of them tried to find a future and directly asked this codename member who now occupies a very high position in the organization.

There must be some reason for this.

"Ah," Zhu Fu Jingguang said, "this,"

Very familiar, he hesitated again, a little slow when he answered.

"Because of……"

If it's blood, it's a very tolerant gray.

Then the 'Messiah' spreads out from the gray. At the beginning, it was still stained with gray blood. The more it stretches, the more radiant it becomes. It is obvious that the personality is bad, but the soul is like a sparkling ruby. It is the source. Yu Hui witnessed the darkness, but grew into white.

And 'Satan' is black.

He spread out from the gray, like a piece of paper. He was allowed to be smeared by others at a young age. He lost the right to grow normally and have normal views. He looked like a human being, but he was As long as the rope around the neck of an ignorant beast is released, it will cause a bloody scene like a horrific scene from hell, which is unacceptable to the organization.

It was a humanoid natural disaster.

When facing him, everyone returns to their original identity, not 'FBI', not 'police', not 'programmer', etc., but fragile human beings.

There is one exception: 'Messiah'.

No matter how abnormal or beastly 'Satan' is, he may even arouse the uncanny valley effect in ordinary people at certain moments, but in the eyes of 'Messiah', he is always one's relative and can communicate as an equal. Object.

"Maybe there is guilt," Zhu Fu Jingguang said, "because the organization did not take him away, but took him away, leaving him without a normal life."

Even if the fault is not one of them at all, it is not the fault of the child who was taken away, nor the fault of the child who was left with his parents, but the fault of the organization.

But human beings have some survivor's guilt.

"It's a mixture of emotions."

"What's more complicated," his voice dropped, "is that 'Satan' is a bridle beast,"

"...I don't know who controls his reins, and I don't know when he was seventeen years old and made his first murder case. His mood was joy that he had successfully performed the task, or there was a trace of sadness. With blood all over his body, he stared at his relatives expectantly, asking for a reward hug."

In fact, it is easy to guess who the 'reins' is.

"But I know that the 'Messiah' also has a rein, and is 'Satan'."

what?
From the beginning, Fangtani Rei frowned when he heard the first sentence. When he heard this, he couldn't help but interrupt, "'Reins'?"

This is not consistent with Ichijo Mirai at all.

The future in Jianggu Ling's memory can be described as "high-spirited" and "the proud son of heaven".

...Although it is the most annoying in terms of popularity.

But it is precisely because of this that he seems to be born rebellious. No matter what is impossible, he can do it with a relaxed and bright smile, without any weaknesses.

Zhu Fu Jingguang: "This is what Mr. Zhu Xing said."

"He met the 'Messiah' after the death of 'Satan'," he organized the language. "At that time, the 'Messiah' was probably performing police tasks and deliberately approached the FBI, but his methods were different from those of the FBI. It was completely different during the police academy. He almost didn’t look like a police officer, but more like..."

"Like a rampant criminal at the end of his rope."

"From the very beginning, he did not go into the FBI just to disguise himself, but to anger the FBI and taste death. He walked on the edge of death more than once, even when he was shot by a sniper rifle. With a smile on his face,"

"Mr. Morohoshi believed that the 'Messiah' at that time was in a very strange state: he was a living person, but he seemed to be dead."

"He believes that the 'Messiah' only has a sense of belonging to 'Satan' and not to the organization, but... he has no behavior against the organization,"

This is very strange.

'Satan' is so important to the 'Messiah'. He can even vent his anger on a pure victim party like the FBI, and can sneak around a group of FBIs. Why is there no real action against the organization?

Even if 'Satan' didn't die because of the organization, he could still be angry with the organization just like he was angry with the FBI?

This is very strange. Regarding this, Akai Shuichi has a vague guess, but he is not sure.

Even if he was not sure, he understood that Ichijo would help him in some small ways in the future, but would not help him in big ways, such as directly sharing information about the gentleman with him.

This is one of the reasons why Akai Shuichi did not directly ask Ichijo the secret of the future organization.

Another reason is: since you have joined the organization, you don’t need to worry about identity issues. You can’t find secrets and can only seek help from others... Isn’t it too wasteful?

Mirai Ichijo doesn't like trash.

He obviously has no sense of belonging to the FBI.

Zhu Fu Jingguang didn't directly ask about the secret of the future. After learning the truth, he didn't take the initiative to meet him. The reason why he seemed not to know was very simple: he probably, maybe, maybe, should, knew the secret of the future. Why didn't he just kill him directly? Most of the organizational members of the organization. And this, coincidentally, all police academy students know.

"You should be deeply impressed by his future performance in the police academy," Zhu Fu Jingguang said, "No matter how difficult the training is, even if he is faintly close to the limit of the human body, he still looks calm and calm,"

"There will be no normal body reactions like muscle soreness the next day,"

"He feels no pain."

Also: "He fed Matsuda a very effective painkiller."

Jianggu Ling remembers all these.

"He also has some personality," Zhu Fu Jingguang once again said what everyone knew, but just stopped short of pointing out, and continued his speculation, "He and 'Satan' probably grew up in a very closed place. Big, little contact with the outside world.”

"There are many places that can be called 'closed'. They may be some remote mountain villages, but there are very few. As long as there are human activities, they will leave traces, and there are few places where organizations can choose."

"I gave some insinuations to Mr. Morohoshi, and he told me that when we were in New York, 'Messiah' suffered a serious injury during a drag race."

While recalling Akai Shuichi's reply, Zhufu Jingguang relayed, "But not long after, when he appeared again, Mr. Morohoshi's injuries were not completely healed, and he had already recovered."

"Mr. Morohoshi's original words were, 'If you hadn't seen him injured with your own eyes, then when you meet again, you would probably feel that he had never been injured.'"

What a coincidence: "We don't seem to have seen him injured."

To be precise, I have never seen a future that requires a period of recovery after being injured like ordinary people.

From beginning to end, he was alive and kicking.

Fangtani Rei thought for a while and replied, "Because he can't feel pain, he can still move normally even if he is injured. Can he cover it up without leaving any trace, right?"

"But when you say that, it seems you have other opinions."

Zhu Fu Jingguang does have other opinions.

He asked: “What has the organization been looking for all this time?”

Of course, in pursuit of eternal life...wait...

Jiang Guling suddenly hesitated and felt bad, "You don't mean to say..."

"If the 'Messiah' wanted to, he would have access to important secrets of the organization and could assist the police in various countries to eliminate the organization, but he did not do it." Zhu Fu Jingguang asked again, "And the organization obviously regards 'Satan' as a hot potato. Now, the organization could directly eradicate the 'Messiah' disguised as 'Satan', but the organization did not do it. "

"why?"

*

"Then I'll leave first. Don't come to me again. I'm really afraid that the police will misunderstand me."

"By the way," Ichijo Mirai asked, "Have you ever considered killing me?"

Gin raised his head in surprise, "What?"

He was like a fish in a place frequented by anglers. He became wary when he saw a fishhook, "You always say some incredible things."

"No," Ichijo Mirai thought, "But it seems that the organization is very afraid of me now? Even me..."

After a pause, he tilted his head and suppressed the loud ridicule into a less obvious one, "You can tolerate even the classmates and colleagues I care about, as if you are afraid that I will go crazy if I get a little stimulation. "

This is true.

The organization is very afraid of Ichijo Mirai going crazy. Not only is it afraid that he will go crazy, but it is also afraid that he will take the opportunity to go crazy. It is afraid that he will open his eyes and swear something like, "Because today the crow crows thirteen times, which is unlucky. I suspect that the organization is manipulating the crow." It's not going to make me happy, I'll get angry, I won't care, I'll go crazy! 'Such nonsense reasons.

"I'm so scared," Mirai Ichijo looked away calmly, pretending that his current smile was not a smile, and that he didn't feel Gin's gaze. "If it were me, I would definitely kill such an uncontrollable bomb."

He said casually: "Will the organization consider it? In fact, I am easy to kill."

This is real.

In the non-game state, a future is easy to kill, he only has one life.

Once the organization launches an all-out pursuit, he can barely live for one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, ninety years, killing thousands of waves of pursuers of the organization, repaying evil with kindness, and providing exciting opportunities for some of the top leaders of the organization. Morning wake up call.

But it is indeed easier to kill than Ichiyo Mirai in the game player state!

A piece of advice for the future is sincere.

Gin's reaction was cold, "Oh."

He was as cold as a concrete corpse that had been left in Tokyo Bay for ten years. "You want to play tricks on the Tokyo police and make them think that you are a detective who is aware of the existence of the organization and is being hunted by the organization?"

"It's not necessary, it's really not necessary."

Gin did not show the slightest bit of discrimination, but simply stated the facts, "You can pretend for a few months at most, and then your true colors will be discovered."

Most likely, it was because he couldn't bear it any longer, so he got playful and moved his paws impatiently.

However: "Even if they find out, no one will say anything, just like your classmates in the police academy,"

It's still a little difficult to say the words 'police academy classmates', as it is a bit slanderous to the police.

The police are useless, but their crimes are not comparable to Ichijo Mirai.

Gin had a subtle feeling of sadness as if the rabbit had died and the fox had died: The organization could not have been more guilty than this!

He ignored the confusing factors and stated the facts, "So you don't need to play tricks. Just knock on the door and say you want to be a good person. You can achieve the same effect as if you pretended to enter the police camp for a year."

Huh?
Ichijo Mirai thought about it for a while, then thought about it again, ignoring Gin's personal emotions, and was a little surprised, "You mean, I can jump to the police as a code member?"

"Aren't you afraid that I will really rebel? This is a good way to clear your name."

Gin: "..."

Do some people have any points? Even if 80% of the black players in the world change their minds and turn over a new leaf, a few people can't be even a little bit white, right?
He said succinctly, "You rebel."

"If you really defect, the organization will stop its activities for three months and express its sincere congratulations to you."

A future: "."

"If you go too far, it will involve a personal attack," he waved lazily, "Forget it, bye."

When Mirai Ichijo turned around and walked slowly to the middle of the alley, Gin stopped him again, "Alsace."

A future look back.

Gin lit another cigarette and said in a very calm tone, "Other people may still worry about whether to go to heaven or hell after death, but you don't need to think about it at all."

"Don't think about things that have nothing to do with you, such as an absolutely impossible death."

Suddenly, he put out the cigarette and put on some bullets, "...I am not encouraging you to let others die, nor am I encouraging you to come up with more pictures of hell and the world. Don't give me a thoughtful and eager look. That expression, you bastard!"

(End of this chapter)