Conan: I am really a good person

Chapter 327 Business Card

Chapter 327 Business Card
A future: "..."

The members of the organization in front of him seemed to be a hodgepodge, and his left eye popped out, "Should we start killing those who are near, or start killing those who are far away?" ’, his right eye flickered, ‘Should we kill the men first, or the women? ’, frowning, ‘In order of age, or in order of birth month and zodiac sign? '.

It seems that as long as a single order is given from the future, he will not hesitate to create a bloody case that is so cruel that he can be so brutal that when the police investigate afterwards, they feel that a chaotic exchange has occurred at the scene of the case. The killing can also be so elegant that the police were surprised to find that everyone's death was in an interlocking sequence during the investigation.

This was true for the third hodgepodge member, and so was the fourth member who listened silently and only nodded earnestly in agreement when his companion spoke.

However, he is not a hodgepodge, but a frightened bird.

From the moment he discovered that there were many live and active people at the scene, he held his breath and stared at the future with respectful and tight eyes. When he stopped walking, the hem of his clothes was even trembling slightly, as if he had not memorized a sentence of the text. Waiting for the teacher to call the students who will be shot that month.

When Ichijo Mirai was stunned into silence by the third member of the organization, he kept his head lowered, carefully peeked over from below, and showed his loyalty in a soft voice, "No matter what happens to Mr. Future, I will do my best even if I am asked to do so.”

He also vaguely mentioned several methods of killing, "The fire has not been extinguished yet, so I brought a few black guns with me. There was a helicopter that had been tampered with in advance so that it could 'accidentally' crash to death."

"Mr. Future, no matter how you want to get rid of these people who interest you, you can leave it to us to implement it," the fourth organization member said respectfully, "As a police officer, I have rich experience in inaction, and I can be sure The police will never detect a trace of you."

If this were a game, then a yellow task box would have popped up above the head of this organization member: [Unknown organization member who wants to become a murderer].

While thinking, Ichigo Mirai stroked down one thought and grabbed another thought, "No need."

Did you say that? 'One man survives', you said it, right? !
They were intimidated: "!!!"

So she hesitated for a moment, then went to Mao Lilan and Conan with warm water to bring warmth to the two cold patients.

Because I really don’t want to be a dead person, I want to become a murderer.

She walked to a future in three steps and two steps at a time, looked at the two organization members curiously, and guessed: "Do you want me to tell you about the chat room and this party?"

Mirai Ichijo couldn't help but frown, "You don't have to do anything, just follow normal police procedures."

This member of the organization gave Yi Yiyi a subtle illusion in the future: he seemed to be a skilled chef, good at making various delicacies, while other living people were various kinds of vegetables and meat, and the members of the organization were lemons, apples and the like. A side dish that is cut into pieces and added to dishes to add texture.

Mirai Ichichi succeeded in diverting his attention, but pretended not to know, and naturally went to see Suzuki Sonoko.

After thinking about it, he seemed to explain casually: "One person's life attracts too much attention, and a large-scale murder case in the wilderness can easily be suppressed by the police. It might not even make the news, forget it."

"What's wrong, Mr. Future?"

This kind of subtle attitude is somewhat like that of ordinary people facing an irresistible natural disaster, so they try to run faster than others and survive. It is not like facing an ordinary scientific researcher, but more like...

When she got Ichijo Mirai's gaze, she was bending slightly, supporting her knees with her hands, watching Mao Lilan feed Conan water. As she watched, she raised her head alertly as if sensing something, "Huh?"

...Damn 'a future'.

In order to prevent the gold-medal chef, who had been washing his hands for many years, but suddenly had a sudden whim, from making a meal that is full of color, flavor, flavor, and every main course has side dishes, the organization members actively proposed not to harm the side dishes.

He looked down at his bracelet and turned it around. Another one suddenly popped up just in time to catch his thoughts: By the way, why is the bracelet black but the system prompt is blue? It looks like blood. The same crystal red color is the most beautiful...

But this time, it seemed to be better than the previous situation. He didn't notice the shift of his attention at all like he did at the beginning, nor was he like when he was deliberately played by 'Ichiyo Mirai', he seemed to be thinking too much. But he didn't think of anything useful, and he still had the sour feeling of being rummaged through his brain by tentacles. Instead, he quickly reacted in just a few seconds.

Two organization members: "..."

But after a few seconds, he stopped this boring thought and became expressionless: his attention was diverted.

...as for that?

Just now, two members of the organization expressed their loyalty. Suzuki Sonoko didn't hear the whispering encouragement from the members of the organization, but noticed that they lowered their voices when speaking. They also looked at other people while talking, and whispered He whispered, as if he was afraid of being heard.

Before he could fully raise his eyes to see that the source of his vision was Ichijo Future Tense, the subconscious question came out of Suzuki Sonoko's mouth.

And he swallowed a sentence: Why did the two police officers look a little stiff, not like brave living police officers, but like snakes that were forcibly pulled out of the cave during hibernation and stiffened into wooden sticks on the spot.

Were you frightened by the murder?

But they are police officers. They only listened to the dictation and looked at the flames. They didn't see the bodies in the fire at all. They were afraid. It's too bad...

Almost at the moment when this idea came up, Suzuki Sonoko heard a voice from the future, "Yes, these two police officers heard that the villa fire and the suspension bridge fire were both malicious arson attacks. They were very surprised and learned that someone He is missing in the fire scene and is probably in serious danger. I want to find out about the situation from you. "

He was neither hasty nor slow, and his voice was gentle.

Suzuki Sonoko could tell that even though she was facing some unprofessional police officers who were frightened just to hear that someone had died, and whose reaction was similar to that of an underage high school student, Ichijo Mirai still had a good temper and explained in a good voice. and comforted them, and even helped to explain, "It is difficult to collect the corpses that died in the fire completely, and it is even more difficult to bury them afterwards. The police must collect the bones carefully, but now they are short of manpower and in the snow, so the two police officers are a little embarrassed." "

"Somewhat Difficult"

Low EQ: Not very professional. Just hearing about a murder would make his face turn pale with fright, which is very bad.

High emotional intelligence: I blame myself and feel embarrassed because of my lack of ability and being in a natural disaster. I cannot stay and must evacuate as soon as possible. I cannot perfectly collect the bones.

Suzuki Sonoko was in awe, "That's it."

What a euphemistic way of saying it, what a high emotional intelligence, what a gentle personality, what a kind heart!

As expected of being furry, it can also warm humans in the snow.

Although she was not the one who was being warmed, Suzuki Sonoko seemed to feel the warmth coming from the fur. Her eyes were bright, and she stared straight at the slightly drooped red eyes of Mirai, and said from the bottom of her heart, "You are so kind, Mr. Mirai!"

She found that one of Future's eyes was a lighter red, similar to blood, and the pupil in the middle expanded into a darker red. When he lowered his eyes to look down, the pupils became more obvious, reflecting the brighter moonlight and snowlight.

And Mirai Ichijo was not looking directly at her. The second they looked at each other, Mirai Ichijo, who had lowered his eyes just now, shifted his gaze, his pupils also moved sideways, and the focus of his gaze fell on the air five or six centimeters away from Suzuki Sonoko's cheek.

Perhaps it was because her eyes were covered almost the whole time during that childhood encounter, and she could only see a little bit of red in the occasional reflections of various glass mirrors. Suzuki Sonoko liked to look directly into the eyes of a future, and she preferred to stare straight at them. Every time it looks like an artist in rapture looking at a painting that is the crown jewel of art.

Staring at it, she noticed that Yiyi Mirai moved his gaze again. The focus of his gaze was lowered a little lower. Part of his dark pupils were also blocked by his eyelids. After only a few seconds, he turned his head and turned to look. The two police officers only left a profile of Suzuki Sonoko, and her red eyes were perfectly blocked by the hanging black hair.

He said to the two police officers: "The fire has not been extinguished. Without equipment, I'm afraid we won't be able to enter the fire scene to find the body. We can only wait until daybreak before sending more police officers to search. Let's leave first."

There was the sound of leather shoes treading on the snow.

Ichijo Mirai turned his head again, almost with his back to Suzuki Sonoko. He saw Takagi Wataru and the others approaching and Tanaka Kikue who was handcuffed. He said seriously and rationally, "If an accident occurs during the search, just... …”

There was a hint of brown swaying at the edge of his peripheral vision, slowly coming over. He glanced at it and found that Suzuki Sonoko automatically moved and followed him, like a curious owl, with a pair of green eyes still blinking. Look at him without blinking.

After staring for a few seconds, she suddenly realized and apologized softly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Mr. Future, I shouldn't have stared at you,"

"Because, uh,"

"Because it seems like snowflakes fell on your hair just now!"

A future: "."

He did not meet Suzuki Sonoko's bright green eyes, but nodded: "Really? It's still snowing, and it's normal to have snowflakes."

"How's it going, Officer Takagi?"

Takagi Wataru looked at Ichijo Mirai, whose expression remained unchanged, and then at Suzuki Sonoko, who came over after hearing the sound, and quickly responded, "Okay, okay, I'll listen to you, Mr. Mirai. It just so happens that Conan seems to have a high fever again. Please wait." It might be more serious, let’s leave now!”

"Inoue, please help Mr. Future arrange for everyone to get on the helicopter as soon as possible."

"...Inoue?"

While pressing down on the murderer, he planned to get on the helicopter first, while instructing the fourth police officer. As he walked, he found that the other police officer did not move at all, but was looking at Suzuki Sonoko.

Looking at Sonoko Suzuki with pity.

He was even more emotional than a priest looking at a wealthy believer in confession, and his compassion was overwhelming. It was almost like he was looking at a survivor, but more like he was looking at a dead ghost.

Takagi Wataru: "?"

He continued walking, wondering in confusion: Did Inoue know Miss Suzuki and sympathize with her when she encountered a murder while out for fun?
That shouldn’t be the case. A lady who knows the Suzuki Group cannot be a police officer in her twenties!
He was puzzled.

The future is clear, once again: "."

I kind of want to pack all these organization members into a helicopter that has been manipulated in advance.

Despite the respectful vigilance and pity for Suzuki Sonoko from the organization members, he boarded the helicopter without expression.

There are certain disadvantages to helicopter travel in heavy snow, because the visibility is very low, and the driver must concentrate on driving to avoid any accidents that could cause everyone to have fun.

So it's difficult.

Ten minutes after boarding the helicopter, under Suzuki Sonoko's nine-minute silent gaze, Ichijo Mirai closed his eyes and said, "...I'll close my eyes and rest for a while."

online!

There is no Suzuki Sonoko's almost unblinking gaze in the game, but there are various prompts that keep popping up, not in the lower right corner, but directly in the field of vision, densely occupying a future line of sight in an instant.

[[Bank Robbery] has been settled, please check...]

[[Limited time rescue] has been completed, score...]

[Congratulations, your reputation in 'Tokyo' has been greatly improved, and the friendship value of 'Suzuki Group' has been raised to [Respect]...]

[[Anointed One]: The moment the bloody moon comes...]

[[Spiritual Leader]: Whenever...]

[[If there is divine help]...]

[Due to the charity activities of the Suzuki Group, some wild animals have increased their friendliness towards you...]

[Due to the Suzuki Group’s rescue activities...]

[Due to...an increase in hidden assets...100 million yen has been deducted. 】

【Ding! It is detected that the completion level is [100%], hidden rewards have been enabled, and rewards are being generated...]

【Occurrence＊%Error&￥……】

[Generation completed. 】