Conan: I am really a good person

Chapter 360 Very Legal

The old gentleman remained silent and said nothing, as if he was competing with Judy to see who could imitate the wooden man more vividly.

It's just that he's too old.

Compared to his thin and skinny body, the suit he wore to hide his old age seemed very loose, like a silky black waterfall, trembling very slightly. His wrinkled hands were also shaking, and under the trembling, his thick nails like jade kept tapping the table.

The shaking was very slight, and an abnormal person could detect it, but the normal young man and Judy did not notice it. They just thought that the old gentleman was patiently and reservedly letting his subordinates speak.

"Well," in order to highlight the importance of his boss, the young man looked at the old gentleman, obviously observing his boss's expression, and then wondered why his boss seemed to be much quieter than usual today, "something did happen."

Regardless, the boss did not stop him, so he followed the procedure, picked up the intercom, and said with a smile, "Please bring Mr. Uninvited Guest up."

Ok?
Mr. 'Uninvited Guest'?
At this time, the other party specifically proposed to bring over the "uninvited guest", or "Mr."...

The smiling expression on the future's face as he looked at the oil painting faded, and he began to ponder: No way, no way, Akai Shuichi, you can't be that bad, right?

He won't be caught on the spot, will he?
Don't do such a shameful thing! It's okay to be a hunting cat, but it's really embarrassing to be lifted up by the scruff of the neck like a cat!
It's a small matter to bring shame upon yourself, but it's a big deal to bring shame upon the great savior!

...However, Akai Shuichi doesn't seem to be a waste.

The shameful guy who was caught should be another FBI agent, right?
If it was any other FBI, then being caught would be normal, and there would be no sense of embarrassment in the future. 'How about I say I don't know him?'

One future hope is other FBI.

But things backfired.

The elevator slowly went up to the second floor and made a crisp warning sound. Then, a young man stepped out of the elevator.

His hair was a little long, with the black ends hanging down near his elbows. He wore a knitted hat. His eyes were a dark green with a hint of darker color on the outer part of his lower eyelids. Coupled with his calm expression, he looked mature and steady.

The mature and steady Mr. Shuichi Akai looked over and politely exchanged glances with Mirai Ichijo.

A polite and conservative signal conveyed by eye contact in the future: Hello, Mr. Stranger, don't tell anyone you know me when you go out.

Then he sent a more radical signal: ...Did you do this on purpose? You were so hard to deal with when you were chasing me! How come you were caught so easily now! Are you slacking off? Right? You were slacking off while playing the game!!!
He stared.

Akai Shuichi glanced away.

Not only Akai Shuichi came out of the elevator, but also a staff member and two other men who were both very unfamiliar and very familiar to Mirai Ichijo.

The staff member was one of the front desk staff. The two men looked to be around 30 or 40 years old. Both were wearing casual clothes. They stood on the left and right, both holding guns and pointing them at Shuichi Akai.

The reason why I say they are strangers is that I have never seen them before.

I say it's familiar because the smell of the FBI is so strong.

As soon as they met, he got the signal in seconds without thinking: this guy is the FBI.

He looked at the two middle-aged men who seemed to be from the FBI but were pointing guns at his colleagues, and then looked at Shuichi Akai who was an FBI agent.

Oh wow.

It seemed obvious: Shuichi Akai was not caught because he was too obvious in his inquiries, nor was he caught when he sneaked into the club, but was caught red-handed when he met his colleagues.

Because my colleague is undercover.

...It's okay.

Compared to his initial bad guess, Ichijo Mirai was more accepting of this way of being caught. However, he looked back and forth between the middle-aged people and Akai Shuichi several times before suppressing his sly words and smiles like "Hey, isn't this my dear FBI man?"

He tried hard, "Things seem to be getting worse."

Akai Shuichi looked over.

Ichijo Future took back his inadvertent smile and became seriously angry, like a serious FBI officer who was caught by a colleague. "You actually have an insider in the FBI? This is too much!"

This is not an ordinary insider.

In this kind of dangerous action, whether Shuichi Akai took the initiative to meet him, or was forced to meet him because of "Oh no, Mr. Akai, I'm blsbla", as long as they met, he must have trusted the other party more and was more satisfied with the other party's abilities.

Shuichi Akai was quite satisfied with their abilities. These two were definitely not the kind of FBI agents who were just slacking off, but rather FBI agents who were so outstanding that their superiors would remember them.

This guy could actually be the accomplice?

Thinking about the level of information that I got when I was playing with the FBI recently, Ichijo Future feels that it is unnecessary and a sheer waste of talent.

But he thought about it again, somewhat thoughtfully: By the way, Furuya Rei and Morobushi Kagemitsu are also undercover agents.

Although they became undercover agents, as if they were implicated by the great savior who had no bad intentions, at least Furuya Rei became an undercover agent, not because he was implicated, but because he was destined to be an undercover agent.

So the question is, even someone like Furuya Rei was sent as an undercover agent...

Ichijo Mirai estimated the strength of the Neon police for a few tenths of a second, and then estimated the strength of Furutani Rei for a few seconds, and thought: Being undercover is a very dangerous thing, so it is normal to choose more outstanding members to go undercover.

Isn't it too much to choose the most outstanding person in your own camp?

Could it be that the rule of this world is that 'the best people should support the enemy organization'?
But Gin didn't go undercover.

Shouldn't a talent like him file a police report, work 24 hours a day, do a short job for a month, and then collect the compensation for being fired?

Thinking of this, Ichijo Mirai sent a comforting signal to Akai Shuichi, "I'm not laughing at you, I'm just thinking about something happy," and then looked at the old gentleman and the young man with confidence and a clear conscience.

The young man is looking down.

The old gentleman had been silent, like a dead man, like a corpse, but when Yichi Future solemnly reprimanded "Too much!", the corpse suddenly moved, and he stood up almost before the voice fell, and before the young man could refute proudly, he grabbed it, "Ahem, ahem, ahem..."

When he spoke, he coughed laboriously for a while, then said bitterly, "...It's indeed excessive."

The young man who immediately lowered his head when he was stopped from speaking, thinking that his boss was going to say something to show off his authority, “???”

"New York is too small after all," the old gentleman ignored the young man's blank look and continued to explain in a hoarse voice as if he hadn't spoken for a long time, "Any movement by any force could muddy the waters, not to mention the FBI."

"In order to protect ourselves, we must find out what the FBI is doing. At least we can die with a clear conscience."

He smiled bitterly and apologized to the future, "They are still young and impatient. Is this gentleman okay?"

The young man's eyes almost popped out when he heard these almost straightforward words of weakness. He belatedly looked at the future and realized that his attitude just now seemed to be wrong.

Young people can see it, and so can Shuichi Akai and Judy.

Judy lowered her sense of presence even more, trying not to exist, even with her eyes fixed on the painting.

Akai Hideo turned his head to look at his two 'colleagues', then looked at the old gentleman's face that was forcing a smile, paused for a few seconds, and finally looked at the smiling Ichijo Mirai.

Yi Tiao Wei gave him another look, solemnly stating that he was not making fun of his colleague, but was just thinking of something happy, and said, "Ah, he looks pretty lively, nothing serious.
"Don't worry, I'm not angry."

The old gentleman's hand, which was tightly holding the young man's shoulder, relaxed a little, and the next second, pressed it again.

The young man turned his head hesitantly to look at him, feeling the force coming from his shoulder, and seeing the sweat running down his boss's hair, he fell silent. He remained silent for a long time, and when the hand on his shoulder almost crushed his shoulder blade, he reluctantly spoke, continuing his condescending attitude towards the uninvited guest, "Since this 'uninvited guest' has arrived, and you are here with two people, so there is no shortage of people, this 'uninvited guest' must be a tail?"

This is a difficult statement.

But the whole audience was silent. Both the embarrassed Akai Shuichi and the two undercover agents who were holding Akai Shuichi hostage were staring at the young man's stiff and forced smile.

In silence, the two undercover agents quietly moved their guns away.

No one spoke, only the kind and good-hearted Future spoke up: "So what if it's a tail?"

"It is really rude to let the tail follow the distinguished guest, but please rest assured," the young man continued, his expression becoming more and more stiff, "our club will, will help the guest get rid of the tail."

The old gentleman had let go of his hand and was standing with his head bowed as at the beginning, but the young man's body was stiff, as if someone was still pinching his shoulders.

He had realized something was wrong.

It is wrong to face a disaster.

"Solved?" Akai Shuichi's eyes were still poking at his back, and Ichijo Mirai suddenly remembered something happy and smiled brightly to avoid a dull moment. "But Mr. Akai didn't try to enter the club, did he? He just came to show his condolences to his hard-working colleagues. Is that considered a disrespectful offense?"

He is very kind.

But the young man was not so lucky as to enjoy this kindness. After looking at the old gentleman again and again, he said stiffly: "It is not true."

"But we are not good people. We are marginalized people who do not follow the rules and are always unreasonable. So we can only feel sorry for this gentleman."

"unless……"

He paused halfway through, as if he wanted to change his words, but the old gentleman put his hand on the chair at the right time.

A future joke: "Unless?"

"Unless, this lady is not your partner, but an 'uninvited guest' who has held you hostage," the young man said, "this gentleman is your companion."

"Please rest assured that it is also the club's responsibility to resolve emergencies for guests."

"Oh," Ichijo Mirai responded, "So you have to choose one of the two?"

He asked while looking at the young man.

The young man opened his mouth and changed his lip shape several times before he uttered, "Yes."

The powerful oppressed him so much that the oppressed Ichijo Mirai could only sigh sadly, "Alas, how could this happen, Mr. Akai?"

"It's like asking me to make a choice, 'One track is tied to Miss Judy, and the other track is tied to you. The out-of-control trolley is about to hit you. Should I watch you get hit to death by the trolley, or pull the lever to let Miss Judy get hit to death?'"

"How should I choose?" He sighed, "It's so difficult."

"Miss Judy is young and beautiful, and is at the most youthful and energetic age, suitable for working late and late. As for you,...ah, your eyes are eyes, your mouth is a mouth, and you are still a person."

Judy: "..."

If you have something to say, can you please just talk it out nicely instead of livening up the atmosphere and increasing the hatred level at the same time?

She really wanted to say: Wake up, the atmosphere is so tense now, no matter what you say, no one will react much, and will not give you any feedback at all!
But I dare not say it.

Akai Shuichi, who is still a human being: "..."

"Thank you for the compliment," he said calmly, and complimented back, "Compared to Mr. Future, I am far inferior in terms of being a human being."

It's a compliment.

Ichijo Mirai was happy to smile at the compliment, "You cursed me secretly, I heard it."

"But you are right,"

"When facing this kind of enemy, the easiest way to defeat him is to raise your morale and defeat him completely in one go. But now, because my companions have been captured, my morale has plummeted." He pondered how to be an anthropomorphic creature. "I'm thinking, should I just shoot these guys in one shot, break into the banquet, and unhood them one by one to see who is Calvados?"

Anyway, it's already bad enough and it's obviously a bad file with the naked eye, so why not make full use of it?

People who are not players cannot understand a word from the future.

But whether it was someone meeting him for the first time or someone who had known him for a while, they all understood one thing from Future's cheerful tone: he was going to do something.

Everyone's expression changed slightly.

"Eh, that's too much. There are two camps here, right? Why do they all have the same expression? It makes me sad," Ichijo Mirai sighed again, "It's decided, let's make use of the waste."

He became serious, intending to perfunctorily go through the struggle process to completely turn this file into a bad one. "I have always respected Mr. Akai, and I am grateful to Miss Judy. Both of them are like my brothers and sisters. How can I bear to cut off an arm in such a hurry?"

"Only children would choose between the two. I want both," he said calmly and confidently, "both of them are my partners and companions!"

Akai Shuichi: "..."

Judy: "..."

Old gentleman: “…”

young people:"……"

After a few short yet long seconds, the young man had to speak reluctantly under the old gentleman's clear instruction, "...You can only have one partner, right?"

He further explained: "Actually, I said this at the beginning because most of the couples holding the same invitation are..."

A future interrupted to explain, "Why can it only be one?"

"Just because the law states that a person can only have one partner, does that mean that they can only have one partner? What the law states is right?"

...What else?!

The young man was speechless. Even as a criminal, he really wanted to say: What the law stipulates is right!

Saying it out loud might offend people.

He really wanted to nod his head repeatedly to express his unconditional belief in the future, but he could only follow the old gentleman's wishes and be the last person to light the bomb. "Are you sure?"

"Sure," it was terrible anyway, a future calmly babbled, "Look, on my right, that's my wife,"

"Look, to my left, that's my husband."

“We are monogamous,” he said.

"Are there any problems? No problem, it's completely legal."

(End of this chapter)