Conan: I am really a good person

Chapter 84 What a Strange Request
[Tip, you are wanted. ]
[Current wanted index: five stars (virtual). ]
[Please note that the FBI has dispatched hidden police cars and will continue to pursue you. ]
[Note: There is no time limit for this wanted order. ]
[Countdown to arrival of police helicopter: 30 minutes. ]
The system prompt paused for a few seconds, as if silently digesting, and then slowly prompted: [Task completed. ]
[Congratulations on completing the high-level goal, 'Low-level Painkiller' and 'Low-level Blood Replenishing Medicine' +3, 'Personal Blind Box' +1. ]
[Item name: Personal blind box. ]
[In life, you will always lack something. This is when you need a personal blind box. Unlike the social blind box, it will help you accurately.

Of course, effort and reward are always directly proportional. You will get as much reward as you pay. ]
The price of this blind box in the mall is marked below: [100 million].

There is also a special note in small print: [One million is one level, 100 million is one level, and 1000 million is one level. ]
It is divided into three levels. The higher the price, the better the product is.
The system slowed down again and prompted again: [You have redefined 'new member of the organization', cracked and reconstructed Rum's impression of you, increased Rum's trust in Gin, and made a huge contribution to the harmony of the organization. ]
This reminder emerged almost word for word.

[Those who win the hearts of the people win the world, because they are notorious...]
The prompt appears for one second, disappears immediately, and prompts again.

[Those who win the hearts of the people win the world. Because they are famous all over the world, the 'prestige' system has been activated. ]
Reputation is divided into two parts, one is the permanent location, and the other is the world scope. The prompt in the upper left corner has been updated with a line of reputation prompts:
【Tokyo: [Reverence]】

[When you explain your evil deeds to local victims in Tokyo, there is a chance to convince them to become your pawn. ]
[Current probability: 100%]
[World: [little famous]]

[When you explain your evil deeds to anyone, there is a probability that the other person will be frightened, and there is a very small probability that the other person will be fascinated and excited. ]
[Current probability: 12%/0.01%]
After prompting both of them, the system was silent for a moment and then prompted again:
[Organization: [The aroma of wine hidden deep in the alley]]

[Unfortunately, due to the unique way of existence of the organization, except for a few victims, no one knows about your shameless behavior and horrific acts. ]
Mirai Ichijo finished cleaning up the sniper scene.

He stood and raised his gun, looking at the panicked crowd in the distance, fighting back his anger and swallowing the compliment, "Thank you for the compliment."

"This time I didn't waste time on sniping and looking for enemies. It ended quickly enough. The mission was completed in 5 minutes."

He sincerely praised himself, "It's really amazing."

system:[……]
This is Tokyo, and it makes sense for the FBI to be dispatched after a sniper attack. Mirai Ichichi glanced at it and skipped it. He also temporarily skipped the new rewards that required time to research, and focused on the weirdness: "Increased Rum's trust in Gin? "

"why?"

After thinking about it for a few times, he realized, "Oh, apart from the small shortcomings of not liking to laugh and being prone to hanging up the phone, Gin will also complain."

Give Rum a thorough understanding of the personality and style of the newcomer.

Judging from the prompts, Rum didn't believe it completely at the first time, and he didn't believe it completely until now.

"...Rum, by the way,"

Ichijo Mirai put away his gun, searched for it on the ground, and found the mobile phone that he had thrown away because it kept making noise. He found that the phone was still on a call, so he greeted politely, "Hello, you were too noisy just now."

"My fingerprints are on the gun. When will the person who came to get the gun leave?"

The wanted stars are virtual, meaning fingerprints on the sniper rifle will not reveal a future identity.

But there was only a sniper rifle at the scene, and there was nothing that could carry a sniper rifle. One of them would not be disassembled in the future, so it was clear why the fingerprints would not reveal the identity: someone would be responsible for handling it.

"Also," Mirai Ichijo was still polite, and as a low-level newcomer who had just joined the organization, he made a small request to the codename members, "Can you have more bullets next time?"

"Only 30 rounds of ammunition were prepared at the scene, but there were more than [-] enemies."

This means one thing: to eliminate all enemies, you must not waste any precious bullets, and every bullet must hit one or more enemies.

It was very difficult for Ichigo Mirai, who had almost never been exposed to sniper rifles.

He complained confidently, "I practiced for a long time before I could eliminate them accurately."

He added faintly, "I would also like to thank the snipers with observers for actually sticking close to each other during the sniping." Is it useful?Useless.

What does a sniper want from an observer? He will die when he is due.

and, "Is there a doctor in the organization? I'm injured."

Of course it wasn't because of being shot. "The recoil of the sniper rifle where the shoulder and neck are connected was too great. I felt that the collarbone was cracked..."

"The eyes are swollen and bleeding..."

Halfway through, Ichijo Mirai stopped, touched his shoulder and collarbone, then reached out to touch his intact eyes, and changed his words, "This time the posture is relatively standard, it's nothing."

He re-explained his injury, "The shoulder is swollen and needs blood circulation and blood circulation."

He added thoughtfully, "It's not a gunshot wound or an injury obviously caused by recoil. It doesn't matter if there's no doctor. I can go to the hospital."

Finally asked: "Hello?"

"Are you there, Rum?"

Rum is here.

he:"……"

Some people are dead but still alive, and some people are alive but have been dead for a while.

The former are the enemies that I sniped down with precision like pulling weeds in the future. They are already dead, but they are deeply imprinted in Rum's heart.

The latter, is rum.

When a future gun started banging and banging, Rum suddenly felt something bad. He immediately stopped, stopped, and stopped again. He was thrown aside because he was too noisy. He heard the sound of the phone hitting the ground a few times, as if he was being beaten hard. After a few slaps, he was dead.

There are still a few strands of qi stuck in the throat, which will become the resentment of corpses in a few more decades. "You, you shoot..."

Rum couldn't even speak a complete sentence.

Mirai Ichijo: "Yes, I shot and killed the enemy."

He was a little puzzled: "What's wrong?"

How!what!up!
This guy still has the nerve to ask what’s wrong! ! !
Rum took a deep breath and forced out a question, "In public, you actually fired a gun openly?"

A future: "?"

He pondered what Rum meant and was a little confused: "You mean, I should wait until dark and shoot into the deserted streets...?"

"What a strange request. You are indeed a loser."

(End of this chapter)