Conan: I am really a good person

Chapter 344 Stuttering
The door of the coffee shop opened, and Shuichi Akai pushed it in.

Ichijo Mirai was stirring his thirteenth cup of coffee with zero caffeine content. He only glanced at it slowly, and then looked back at the undulating water surface.

But soon, he paused and looked over again slowly, "?"

"Welcome, guest," he changed his leisurely attitude and stood up straight, "Our store does not provide death coffee for the time being. If you want to die, please go out and walk five meters straight."

The destination is in the middle of the road.

Occasionally, Mirai Ichijo will attack without taunting. Shuichi Akai is used to it and is calm and calm. He doesn't think it's anything: the first time he is taunted and attacked, his anger may rise, and the second time, maybe, but the seventieth time, The eightieth time...

It seems that there is still a possibility that the anger level will increase...

So does everyone else.

But in some cases, Akai Shuichi is also very venomous, and has a certain degree of immunity to this kind of verbal ridicule. When he heard a tactful but not so tactful word from the future, he didn't even raise his eyebrows, and his eyes were still suffering. Enter the former shop owner who is serving coffee to the customers, and the customer who has four or five cups of coffee on the table and looks like he wants to leave but doesn't dare to leave and can only force a smile.

No words can compare to the visual impact.

It's just that compared to Mirai, who has yet to show his fangs, Belmode, who has already shown his bloody fangs, is more terrifying.

Is this why you came looking for death with a 'xxx Satanxxx' look on your face?

"FBI executives are curious about the relationship between you." Akai Shu said.

She didn't say what would happen if she didn't agree, but it was obvious that she could raid the FBI office once, and naturally she could raid the second and third times.

"Aren't you afraid that I have bad intentions, or that I might pick a few FBI executives who don't like me and kill them?"

Especially when both parties are reluctant and there is only one way to force the future.

"In addition to the few lawyers you have chosen," Shuichi Akai explained, "I and others have selected some more lawyers. They are all very capable. If someone has any objection to you being an FBI, if the need arises, When it comes to litigation, the only lawyers the other side can hire are those who don’t need to be avoided, or who have serious flaws that they can use to attack.”

Akai Shuichi was quite speechless.

Listening to this, Mirai Ichijo raised his eyebrows and stood in awe: He is so flexible and flexible.

What he said was not 'You are near me', but 'I am near you'.

Akai Shuichi: "So I will be your 'guarantor'. I need to be near you during daily operations, and I cannot exceed a certain distance."

A future: "..."

A few seconds later, he withdrew his gaze and walked to the front desk. When he saw the bright "I'm already annoyed, but I'm even more annoyed when I see you" look on Mirai Ichigo's face, he explained: "Belmod left a message when he left, no matter what Whatever request you make, as long as you are happy, the FBI will definitely agree."

…Of course the FBI executives are afraid.

"Oh, and then," he said in a calm tone, "I provoked you once and found out I couldn't afford to provoke you. The FBI took a beating and decided not to provoke me a second time. Are you going to treat me as a distinguished guest?"

Briefly explaining the FBI's attitude, he added: "I am responsible for two things now. One is the trailer serial murder case. It was just handed over to me. The other party is a person who will give the police report on the 15th of every month. The police sent notices to serial criminals announcing their murderous activities, but I haven’t checked the detailed information yet,”

"One thing is,"

As he said that, Akai Shuichi glanced at the former coffee shop owner and the well-behaved guests who were serving as the background, paused, and then continued: "Train some newcomers." Mirai Ichijo is really good at training people...

To put a group of new people into their hands, in addition to "out of tacit respect, we need to be highly vigilant about this criminal and not let him come into contact with outstanding FBI investigators", but to supplement his subordinates, we can only use a group of ordinary and incompetent FBI veterans. The reputation of the investigator as a less capable novice, and probably a 'master', has spread.

When listening to the first task, Mirai Ichijo was stirring the sugar water with his right hand in boredom. When listening to the second task, he switched to stirring the sugar water with his left hand. As he stirred, he began to sigh: Oh, are these two things? ?
It didn't come down to one thing: he was taking care of the 'baby' again.

No one can smile all the time when raising a child. Even if he is good at finding fun and making himself happy, he can only sigh again and again and reply melancholy: "Anything is fine."

This was a rare display of his negative attitude. Akai Shuichi couldn't help but look at it a few more times. He couldn't directly see why he suddenly became depressed, but there was something wrong with Ichichi's future, so he could just close his eyes and answer the question: It must be related to 'Satan'.

Shuichi Akai guessed: It may be that 'training newcomers' reminded Mirai Ichijo of what happened when they first joined the organization and were still newcomers.

Since every time he thought about 'Satan', A Future would spew out unobvious black smoke of murderous intent. He quickly gathered his thoughts, pretended not to notice it with a straight face, and continued: "The information will not arrive to me until this afternoon. There, but the newcomers can be summoned at any time, go and see the newcomers first?”

He paused again for a few seconds before looking around the coffee shop, "While you're away, the FBI can take over this place for you."

The FBI will definitely arrest the former owner of the coffee shop for investigation. If Ichigo Mirai likes the coffee shop, the FBI will definitely capture him.

"Really?" Mirai Ichijo walked out of the front desk, waved to the former shop owner and made a few gestures, asking him to help him check out the shop, and then walked out of the coffee shop with Shuichi Akai, "Thank you then."

"The quality of this batch of newcomers is two or three points?"

"I forgot to mention, a perfect score of 100."

The newcomers who can be handed over to criminals are of course not very good and have various problems. In fact, most of them have been screened out by the FBI and then brought back again. They either have poor physical conditions or poor personality. There are some flaws, or the background needs some attention.

Most of them are due to lack of strength.

Among the small number of newcomers who were screened out because of their background, there were still some who were very good and relied on their hard power to reach the final level step by step, only to be ruthlessly rejected because of their background.

Like a neon man.

On the way the newcomers arrived, Mirai Ichichichi had already obtained their resumes. While some of the newcomers who rushed quickly were already queuing up outside the office, one by one like interviews, waiting for his face-to-face review with Shuichi Akai, he had already I turned to page ten of my resume.

When interviewing the first new person, he turned to page ten.

While interviewing the third recruit, he looked at page ten.

When interviewing the fifth recruit, he stared at page ten for a long time.

When interviewing the tenth newcomer, he slowly raised his head and looked at the tenth newcomer who walked in through the door.

The tenth newcomer is a neon man who is in his twenties but looks to be in his thirties or forties. He has a broad face that looks calm and self-defeating, with thick hair and a beard all over his chin. Stubble, eyebrows are very thick, and if you raise your eyebrows slightly, they will look very oppressive.

He said his name was Ida Shi.

Said with a stutter.

(End of this chapter)