Conan: I am really a good person

Chapter 36 Tropical Paradise
Ichijo Mirai fell from the balcony on the second floor and landed lightly next to Gin. He raised his arms that were hanging down and naturally put the muzzle of the gun against the target's head and fired without even a second's pause.

"Bang".

After grabbing the person's head naturally, he said more naturally: "This guy should have someone's life on his hands. People who have killed people are different from ordinary people. They always think that they are very good. If they are pushed a little, they will lose their minds. Biting people randomly.”

"There are people in the haunted house. They are a group of guys in suits. They have guns. They are not members of the organization, right? Retreat."

['Accident' resolved, low-level painkillers +1. ]
['3 million yen transaction·Amusement park (100)' has been completed, low-level painkillers +[-], capital +[-]. ]
A gun had been fired just now, but Gin did not stop him and directly signaled for a quick retreat, "No, let's go."

He turned around and walked out, glancing at Ichijo Mirai, "You can tell whether someone is a member of the organization or not."

Not installed, right?
"No, because there are children in the haunted house," Mirai Ichijo explained, pretending not to understand the implication, "I heard the child's voice when I came here."

"If you are a member of the organization, you will not let a child speak out while you are in a dormant state."

Even if they are not dealt with directly, they will be blocked and their movements restricted.

"I met that organization member in the coffee shop," he added, "I know what you mean."

Gin's meaning was very clear, so strong that Mirai seemed to hear every sentence relayed by the young man in black.

'Don't hang out', 'Don't hang out', and 'Don't hang out'.

This is the attitude towards factors that are out of control.

So, he protested, "Actually, when I am content, I am quite content."

"You were dissatisfied," Gin glanced over and simply translated, "so I fired three shots."

Because he was dissatisfied with "that young police officer is actually a member of the organization" and "Gin's strict control", so he pretended that his marksmanship was not good and fired three provocative shots with a bright smile?

He said coldly: "Next time you shoot, don't laugh."

Very bad.

Mirai Ichijo: "No."

"I saw your expression on the mission target just now."

When suppressing the movement of the mission target, Gin was not expressionless. He was sneering, but also sneered with a bit of annoyance and disdain. He successfully forced the mission target into a suitable processing location, and even smiled in a good mood. It feels quite comfortable to get rid of the clutter directly.

And at the moment when he saw a future, all the smiles disappeared instantly and turned into a natural dislike of laughter.

The smile doesn’t disappear, it just shifts.

The changes were too obvious, the hostility of the three stars was so on point, Ichichi Mirai couldn't hold it back.

"You don't like to smile by nature. A cold face will scare the mission target. I'm taking care of you, so that's why you smile." He raised his blood pressure without blinking an eye, and talked seriously, "I guess something unexpected happened suddenly. The accident happened because you looked too fierce and the target of the mission reacted immediately before the threat officially started."

"I suggest you call me later."

"In order to take good care of you, I will always smile and promise not to misunderstand the mission objectives or react under pressure, and to cooperate with the organization obediently."

Gin: "..."

He glanced sideways at Mirai and saw the distinctive wooden guard again. He saw the words 'Extremely High Moral Sense' almost shining on it, and his forehead jumped, "What are you wearing on your hand?" ?”

How could this guy wear something like this calmly and confidently?
"Your praise for me," Ichijo Mirai picked up the guard with his fingers, brought it close to his face, and smiled, "Look, are the words on it exactly the same as mine?"

One plus one is greater than two, and the gibberish Yushou and the provocative smile have a miraculous effect on low blood pressure.

Gin adjusted his breathing.

He directly ignored the topic of shameless people showing how shameless they were, and said concisely and concisely, "Trading in the amusement park is inconvenient. Once the mission goal is too tight, you will resist, which will cause unexpected movements."

"Next time, I'll try to avoid the amusement park."

"But I will also choose places with relatively large crowds such as parks and stores that are open for business." The reason is simple, "I just took over Tokyo not long ago and I need to understand."

It is necessary to understand the reaction of the crowd, the reaction of the police, the use of cold weapons and fighting in the playground, and the level of movement that will attract attention when a gun is fired in the playground.

It is also necessary to understand the speed and route of police arrivals when shots are fired in various areas.

Gin said calmly: "Try three or four more times and you can deduce the situation in the bustling area. It will be more convenient to trade later."

After all, not every transaction is proposed by the organization, and not every transaction is without accidents. It is much better to be mentally prepared in advance than not knowing what will happen when an accident occurs.

Ichijo's future is clear, "You sent people to tell me repeatedly not to wander around, but you planned to take advantage of the police's martial law to find out all their situations."

He very sweetly took the initiative and said, "I'll help you."

Gin refused directly: "No."

"Before you carry out the mission again," his cold eyes glanced at Ichigo Mirai and the wooden guard he was wearing, his tone became even colder, "You have one more important thing to do."

"Practice, gun."

"You said your marksmanship was not good," Gin emphasized, while trying not to gnash his teeth, "I believed it."

"Practice for me."

"There is a shooting range in the base. If you don't practice to a normal level, you are not allowed to come out."

Oh, the silver-haired NPC who doesn't like to laugh by nature is taking revenge.

*

Game time is [-] p.m.

The three-party camp rectangle on the exit page has changed slightly.

The second rectangular white fluorescent edge has stabilized, illuminating the card surface as steadily as the first one, revealing the police gun and gun sight pattern on it.

The third rectangle remained unmoved and dim.

A vision of the future passed over the first two camps symbolizing the 'organization' and the 'police', and then stayed on the crosshairs of the 'police' for a moment, tentatively tapping with its gaze.

The second rectangle didn't respond.

He quit the game and pushed open the game cabin.

Real time is [-]pm.

The seats in the dessert shop at two o'clock were all empty, with only a few people here and there. Heat blew from the air conditioner, gently caressing the unoccupied tables and chairs.

Eiko Ishida is not in the kitchen.

When Ichijo Mirai walked down the stairs, he saw her from a distance behind the display cabinet of the dessert shop accompanying a short-haired customer to select desserts.

There is a long row of transparent display cabinets in the dessert shop. They are in the last row, far away from the stairs. Standing on the stairs, you can only see them talking and laughing while choosing. They look very familiar.

In fact, it was just cooked. Suzuki Sonoko chose a nut bread and said happily: "This one looks delicious. Please take this one too."

"Did you make all of these? Wow, no wonder they look so delicious. My friends and I really like your desserts recently."

"My friend? She went on a date at the playground."

"Yes, that's right, it's that famous amusement park that had roller coaster accidents and shootings, but it's now a tropical paradise."

(End of this chapter)