Conan: I am really a good person

Chapter 387 Kill Me, Now
【156 people have been rescued.】

[Task completed, please confirm whether to save this file? ]

[Automatically saving because the number of people is full...Saved successfully! 】

[Congratulations on winning the mission award...]

[Mission rewards details...]

[Too much information is loading, closing the game...]

The moment the task completed popped up, the world seemed to have pressed the pause button. The faint flickering fire, the dust and smoke entangled in the air, all stopped, as if the game in progress had suddenly froze.

Everything was stagnant, with only the sound of bones twisting and flesh growing, but the sound only lasted for a short moment before stopping.

Layer upon layer of prompts overlapped, occupying the entire future vision. He had just sat down by the wall for a while, moving his shoulders expressionlessly. He lowered his eyes and could just see a bright red prompt on the top layer: [The game is being closed. Important task rewards are still loading. Please do not force close it, so as not to...]

The prompt is followed by a [3%] progress bar, which seems to indicate that the two items of issuing task rewards and closing the game are to be completed at the same time as the progress bar is loaded.

The progress bar is important.

But Yi Tiao Wei did not pay attention to the progress bar immediately. While his injuries were healing quickly, he stood up and turned his head towards the exit, a little hesitant.

In the [Rookie in Police Academy] chapter, the identity [Kujo Mirai] will die, which is something that Kujo Mirai already knew.

He doesn't plan to change.

Any change to this point would cause a huge chain reaction, causing the current situation, which is still barely stable despite having some shortcomings, to be reshuffled. The situation after the reshuffle is currently unpredictable and may even be more troublesome, so there is no need to change it.

This is the truth, but when this moment comes...

Yi Tiaowei continued to move his shoulders, getting familiar with the unfamiliar feeling of his bones and flesh, and took a step back to the stairs along the route he had repeated several times.

He is not a normal person. He will not die as long as he is not fatally hit. But other people are not like that. He is more worried that some classmates will rush in after learning that he did not come out and get hurt. So he plans to do something while the game is still loading and crashing.

And this mission reward actually caused the game to crash...

As he walked, Yi Tiaowei glanced at the loading progress bar and quickened his pace. He could actually vaguely guess what this final reward would make him understand:
For example, how did "A Future" manage to destroy and then rebuild, clearing its previous memories, erasing its first-round self, and creating its second-round self.

For example, the bizarre and unscientific "game" that can actually change the past, how did it come about, and why "a future" chose the game method.

For example... um... some life experiences, historical experiences and lessons summarized by the predecessors, such as which mice that do not abide by the rules of not involving family members on the road must be burned with fire immediately, such as how to protect family members, such as what family members like and hate... um.

These examples are easy to think of. A future person withdrew his gaze as if nothing had happened, walked through the corridor that looked more like a ruin, and saw the stairs in the distance.

I also saw a human figure.

At the stairs, the middle school student who didn't know why he was given the code name 156 was half-kneeling and half-sitting on the ground, with his head half-raised, as if he was about to speak. Zhu Fujingguang was squatting on one knee to the side, using both hands to support the survivor who had just escaped. His face was also facing over, as if he was listening carefully, but his eyes were looking in the direction of the corridor.

It just happened to meet the sight of a future figure walking down the corridor.

Zhu Fu Jing Guang is in a frozen state.

But Ichijo Mirai acted as if nothing had happened again and naturally shifted his gaze to look at Jinpei Matsuda on the other side.

Jinpei Matsuda was holding a walkie-talkie, his brows furrowed, his eyes fixed on the ceiling above, as if he was reporting a situation to someone outside the building.

His left hand was holding a respirator and half-raised, as if he was about to put it on. During the long rescue operation, his clothes had long been modified to facilitate movement. Now he was in a state where he could rush into the danger zone to provide first aid after reporting the situation on the scene and calling for rescue.

This is very dangerous.

So as he walked over, it was natural for Mirai Ichijo to stare at Jinpei Matsuda, without his gaze shifting at all.

On the way here, he was thinking about how to stop his classmates: it must be simple, direct and effective, and able to stop them quickly and neatly, otherwise given the critical situation at the fire scene, the classmates would most likely not be able to crack the problem slowly.

It is also necessary to allow students to have time to think about the news of death and doubt it afterwards, so that they will not have time to be sad.

There are many ways to prevent it, but few that meet all the requirements.

Excluding unreliable methods such as "temporarily putting up a [No Passing] sign", then...

After thinking for a few seconds, Yitiao Future pretended to be in a daze, and searched himself and others for a while, then said to himself regretfully, "I don't have a pen and paper, so I can't just leave a last word of 'I'll wait for you in the wind and rain, and my undercover career'. What a pity,"

After paying lip service to his pity, he focused on searching Zhu Fujingguang's body and successfully found a bullet.

The bullet was in the inner lining pocket, and even though its owner had been in and out of the fire for a long time, it was still securely buckled and not lost.

Since it was in the pocket the whole time, it was even clean.

A future tossed the bullet, glanced at the progress bar that was almost fully loaded, and stuffed the bullet into Zhu Fu Jingguang's cuff.

That was a position where the bullet would fall if Zhu Fujing moved.

Almost at the same time as it was filled, the progress bar was completely full and a system prompt popped up.

[Loaded successfully, the game will be temporarily closed. 】

[It is detected that you have returned to the login page, please select [Enter the game], [Log out]. ]

The former of the two options is gray, and only the latter is lit. Yi Yi Future's attention is all on sensing whether there have been any changes in himself. He didn't pay much attention to the prompt. He just glanced at it and chose to exit.

He pushed open the game pod and tilted his head hesitantly.

It was said that the loading was complete, but perhaps because he did not claim the reward in the game, he did not have the same sense of sudden enlightenment as the previous two times.

Instead, there was a subtle feeling as if I were sinking into water and the world was dull. Even my thoughts seemed to be moving a few beats slower than usual, as if my brain was slowly processing incomprehensible information, like I was drunk. The bathroom door was pushed open.

Gin heard the sound of Mirai opening the game cabin, but did not see him coming out, so he opened the door vigilantly to check.

The first second he entered the room, his eyes were not towards the game cabin, but towards the small window above the bathroom where even a cat couldn't get out. He caught a glimpse of a future leaning against the game cabin, and then he turned his eyes away, stunned for a second.

'I didn't run away. The sun rose from the west?'

Gin's head seemed to be filled with a reminder that had solidified into a real word, but he wisely did not say it out loud. Instead, he immediately restrained his expression, as if he had not just boldly speculated that the great non-leader had escaped and sneaked out to cheat again, but was a loyal subordinate who came in to report today's schedule to his reliable superior, "This afternoon is the time when Kudo Shinichi asked you to go out and play."

After a pause, he added, "The people traveling with us include Suzuki Sonoko, Mao Lilan, and those little brats."

"Are you going?"

He didn't seem to be saying 'go out and play', but rather 'the deceased xx, xx and xx'. Besides a hint of death, there was also a very shallow, very subtle, invisible respect for the cadaver teacher.

The tone seemed too obvious. Gin realized this and adjusted his tone calmly. He observed the future who didn't answer for a few seconds, then frowned, "What's wrong with you?"

"I think the sound of the bullet hitting the ground must be very obvious," Ichijo Future tilted his head to the other side and spoke slowly, "I hope we have some tacit understanding."

That subtle feeling of discomfort, as if the whole world suddenly became strange, no longer the familiar land, but the feeling of the seabed became stronger and stronger, and the feeling of being drunk became stronger. He had to work hard to retract his thoughts and transfer his thoughts from [Newcomer to the Police Academy] to Gin, "Hmm... Kudo Shinichi..."

Gin observed Ichijo Mirai's expression.

As he observed, his brows knitted in confusion, "You..."

"sick?"

This is a very incredible thing. Normal people can get sick, but is Yi Tiao Future a normal person?

Not sure, check again.

Gin looked again and again and found that Ichijo Mirai's expression, who seemed to be slow in reaction due to the high fever, suddenly changed.

It became blank.

He saw a blank expression on his face as Future closed his eyes, then opened them again, maintaining his slow reaction just now, and slowly called him, "Gin?"

Ok?
Gin responded in confusion, "Yeah, I'm here."

He saw a future slowly close his eyes again, then slowly open them again. His expression seemed even more blank, and his tone seemed even paler and weaker when he spoke again, "Conan?"

"Well," Gin still didn't understand, nodded, and re-reported the previous report in a different name, "Conan, the time you and I agreed to go out is 2pm,"

"The content of the trip is..."

He didn't seem to pause: "Amusement park."

A crowded amusement park.

According to Future's personality, he would probably be amused to hear Gin talking without pause in a tone as if he was ready to die peacefully.

But strangely, he found that the future did not seem to have any intention of adjusting other people's blood pressure, but instead slowly said: "Kudo Shinichi?"

Gin: "?"

He narrowed his eyes, "Yes, Kudo Shinichi."

"What's wrong with you? What are you thinking about?"

Is the reason for the abnormality related to Kudo Shinichi? Tsk, what a troublesome guy. If I had known, I should have checked his breathing before leaving.

Yi Tiao Wei lowered his head and raised his hand to pinch the back of his neck, groaning, "Hmm..."

Gin could only see the top of his black hair, and his pronunciation, which was a little floating, sometimes light, sometimes heavy, like a bullet with its crosshairs offset. "I'm wondering if I haven't woken up yet... or if I woke up in the wrong way, and I need to fall asleep again..."

He called again, "Gin?"

Gin: "?"

“…” He replied, “Yes.”

No matter what the great non-leader does, there is always a reason for it. Gin knows this truth very well. He soon regains his composure and listens calmly to the future saying slowly again, "You are in the amusement park,"

"trade,"

A future is told one keyword at a time, very slowly, "discovered by a young detective,"

"So he killed her?"

Gin frowned, realizing that the question was not simple, and immediately rejected it, "No."

He corrected, "Kudo Shinichi is still alive."

He added rigorously, "The head injury and the effects of the drugs have reached a balance and have not affected his intelligence."

So you won't be delayed from having fun.

A future: "Oh."

"Kill me," he ordered, "now."

(End of this chapter)