Conan: I am really a good person

Chapter 372 Let’s die and understand
One future is a little strange today.

Gin made such a judgment, and he sat down at the desk again thoughtfully. He flipped over a new document casually, frowned, and the pen he was correcting the document hung in the air, not falling for a while.

Thinking about it, he did not even reject the shameless tirade on the document, 'My Lord Chief, you are like the sun hanging in the sky, your light illuminates the world. No matter you are happy or angry, no matter you bestow grace or punish, the world has no complaints and accepts it gladly' as usual, and asked to speak human language when reporting on work.

The beautiful tradition of organization members inserting private praises to the great leader in their work reports whenever they have time was only formed in the past few years. They don't know that the leader has been replaced, let alone whether the leader is a man or a woman, old or young, or even whether the leader is a human, Ai, or a dog. They only know that the leader has been quite moody in recent years, making it increasingly difficult to figure out his personality.

It's just that one member of the organization showed the instinct of a corporate animal when reporting on his work. After reporting, he casually praised the leader a few words. Ichijo Future, who rarely read the documents himself, saw it and said with admiration, "How shameless. Pull it out and have a look. The ability to tell lies with open eyes is also a kind of talent. Let me see where to promote him."

Then a beautiful tradition of praising the chief was formed...

Although Ichijo Mirai does not admit that he is the leader.

Although Yitiao Weilai hardly handles work and acts as a hands-off manager most of the time, he firmly occupies most of the organization's attention, making those in the know often worry, "Will the great Son of Light cause trouble again?"

Although it was Gin who faced the pollution of praise, it was Gin who suffered the most.

But who cares? That’s how office workers are. Organization members only need praise, but cadres who are victims of constant pollution have much more to consider.

At this time, the victim cadre was thinking: The organization is all "clang clang clang! The [Suzuki dinner] you've been waiting for has been preliminarily prepared!" When it was served, Ichijo Mirai was out of character and didn't show any interest in the things he usually saw. He didn't even try to smell it to see if he was interested. He turned around and walked away indifferently.

This shows that the organization must have misunderstood him. He doesn't seem to be interested in the Suzuki Group and doesn't even plan to play around and kill time. But if he is not interested, why is he so concerned about Suzuki Sonoko?
Could it be that Vermouth was working extra hard to drum up support for some reason? What's so interesting about underage high school students? Why not look at the FBI? The FBI you clicked last time not only regained its spirits, but also doubled its health bar. It seems to have come to Neon~ Did it work?
She didn't go crazy for no apparent reason to face the great and ineffable non-leader, but gradually figured out how to deal with it?
Then, she has been suffering from insomnia recently, and watching the surveillance footage of Maori's office and the tour activities over and over again is not a symptom, but a process of exploration and confirmation?

Gin thought for a few seconds, put down his pen, and glanced at the bathroom door suspiciously.

People's hearts are hidden, and through the door, he certainly couldn't guess what Yi Tiao Wei Li was thinking, but after staring for a few seconds, he heard a series of noises coming from the bathroom: first the sound of the game cabin being opened, followed by the sound of someone walking out of the game cabin, and then the faucet was turned on, and the crackling sound of water sounded for a while, and then the bathroom door opened, and Yi Tiao Wei Li, who had just logged off from the game less than five minutes ago, walked out.

He stared at Gin, and somehow, he felt...

Gin slowly closed his eyes, opened them again, and confirmed: the great and ineffable non-leader looked quite unhappy, with a rare feeling of being forced and having to accept it with all his might.

If we say that when he just walked out of the bathroom, his mood was still close to his usual average, in the state of 'surprise, look more, I'll look a few more times, it's none of my business anyway, hehe', then now, he is in the state of 'oh, it's none of my business, no hehe'.

The most obvious manifestation was that after staring at Gin for a few seconds, he still did not come over to express his annoying talent and skills in a teasing manner. Instead, he sighed melancholy, poured a glass of water, drank it, and went back.

Even the back figure seemed to be expressing a few dejected words: Oh, so annoying, forget it, we can only get tired of each other, let's just make do with each other, there's no way we can get divorced.

Gin: "..."

Who should be more disgusted?

...Oh, subordinates cannot discuss the great and unspeakable Non-Chief.

Gin's brows twitched. After completing his daily task that caused his blood pressure to spike slightly, he finally felt that everything was as normal as before today. Just as he was about to turn around and revise the documents again, he heard his cell phone vibrate.

It’s a text message from Vermouth.

She first skillfully asked Gin how high his blood pressure was now and whether he could have a normal chat. If not, she should wait for a while, and wait for Gin to digest and adjust his internal energy before reading the next serious text message about serious matters.

The real business is related to the future, and the connection is not small. Vermouth reported that someone had defiled the harem and the crime was unforgivable: Conan contacted the FBI, who was cunning, evil, and bloody and had been resurrected.

Based on some of the characteristics of a future, under pressure from the organization's statement, probably no longer having to consider the negative reputation hidden in the dark and world peace, the organization has laid large-scale cameras in an area where a future will frequently operate.

The focus is on Shinichi Kudo, who Mirai has been interested in recently. There are hidden cameras in Mori's office, Kudo's house, Dr. Agasa's house and the places they choose to go out, almost achieving a surveillance without blind spots.

In this situation, Conan was of course caught on camera contacting Akai Shuichi as soon as he left Professor Agasa's house, and was also discovered by Vermouth, who watched the surveillance cameras at a high frequency and had to confirm eight hundred times a day before being sure that "Oh, fortunately, my Xiaolan is still alive."

She thought for a moment and felt that since Kudo Shinichi had the audacity to repeatedly invite Ichijo Mirai to play, which was like stroking a tiger's whiskers every day, he deserved to be played with. However, Ichijo Mirai was not a person who would play with anyone who provokes him. Instead, he played with everyone equally and played with everyone...

That might implicate Mao Lilan.

What's more, for some reason, Suzuki Sonoko was also targeted by Ichijo Mirai, and the probability of being implicated seemed even greater. So after thinking about it, Vermouth reluctantly and bravely reported Conan's pro-FBI behavior of defilement of the harem, which was unforgivable.

Of course, she was quite nonchalant in the text message, using a joking tone as if telling an interesting story, saying that Conan was actually chatting with the FBI about the future.

Gin frowned, scanned the text on the screen, exited the text message interface, put on headphones, and turned on the monitoring program.

Conan's voice flowed out from the headphones: "...That's it. I didn't expect that Mr. Future would hide it so well from the members of the organization. He actually made them think from the bottom of their hearts that he was a bad person with no bottom line. Wow..."

Open screen critical attack.

Gin: “.”

Even though he had been contaminated by flattering documents for a long time, he knew that Kudo Shinichi was now deeply deceived and did not know the true face of Ichijo Mirai. It was not surprising that he could say such attacking words with thunderous effects, but he was still hit hard.

Akai Shuichi, who was talking to Conan, didn't say anything.

Conan was still focusing on analyzing the information, so he didn't notice anything wrong. He continued, "But this is the only way to convince the organization, right? I was looking through the news a while ago and found out that Mr. Future was already famous when he was still a police academy student. Although he hadn't officially joined the police at that time, the news didn't directly broadcast his appearance, but he was so famous that even if his public identity was dead, the organization would definitely be able to find out his true identity."

He said: "If I don't pretend to be very ruthless, I will definitely not be able to convince the organization."

As he spoke, he coughed a few more times and muttered in a low voice, "He also has to explain why he faked his own death. In the face of so many obstacles, he actually insisted on sending Mr. Future to go undercover in the organization. It seems that the police chief who made the decision at the time knew a lot about the organization and thought it was terrifying..."

"Since senior police officials know about the existence of this organization, and senior FBI officials also know about it, then, Mr. Akai, do you know..."

Who is the senior police officer who knows about the existence of the organization?

Can we cooperate again?

Although it seems a bit... that the top Japanese police officials are asking the FBI, they can't ask everyone one by one about this kind of thing. If Conan wants to confirm it as soon as possible, he can only ask the FBI.

Before Conan finished asking this question, Akai Shuichi said: "Actually, not..."

He paused for a moment before speaking the name Conan gave to the future. "Mr. Future went undercover for another reason that could be called a coincidence. It was the fake death you just mentioned, and the fire incident that caused it."

"I have specifically investigated the reports of this fire before and found that most of the reports are quite vague. Most of the reports did not even explain how the fire started and how it was solved. They did not even explain the incredible specific rescue process. They only explained that some police academy students happened to be nearby to carry out rescue work and some of them died."

"It's very suspicious. Only one person died in that raging fire. Under the official report, the public could only be thankful that only one person died and chose to accept it. But to this day, there are still detectives who are suspicious and are tracing the cause and effect of the fire, but they still can't find out clearly."

If Shuichi Akai had also started his investigation from the fire, he might have been trapped in a lot of ambiguity and found it difficult to investigate clearly, just like them. But coincidentally, he was not investigating the fire, but investigating a future tense that led to the fire. Therefore, he understood more than others and could see the general context more clearly.

"This was not a fake death planned with a purpose," said Akai Shuichi. "It was a surprise to the police at the time."

“…but it was definitely planned.”

"I just confirmed this a few days ago from one of the parties involved. This fire was a premeditated revenge."

*

"Future classmates,"

Zhu Fu Jingguang sighed helplessly and asked Yi Yiwei, "What happened when I didn't know? Why are you unhappy again while we were walking?"

He barely put up any resistance, accepting both the inexplicable happiness and inexplicable unhappiness of the future. However, for the latter, he raised his hands in surrender, "Please, tell me."

"At least let me die knowingly, right?"

(End of this chapter)