Pretend To Be a Good Person In the World of Conan

The task of robbing the bank was successfully completed, and Miyano Akemi was in a good mood when she thought that she would be able to take her sister away soon.

But thinking about the dead body in the hotel again made her feel heavy again.

Miyano Akemi went back and forth between these two extreme emotions, her thoughts were out of place, and she didn't notice the stalking behind her at all.

Soon, she drove under a dimly lit overpass, caught in the chaotic traffic, waiting for the red light ahead.

The waiting time was very boring, Miyano Akemi sighed and leaned back on the chair.

The moment her vision changed, she saw through the rearview mirror that there was another person in the back seat.

That person was wearing a rose red suit and skirt, wearing a beret of the same color, his face was covered by sunglasses, and the rubies on his earlobes were bright and dripping... This dress was exactly the same as hers!

...when did this man come up?

Before, she was the only one in the car!

Miyano Akemi cautiously reached into her bag, ready to take out her weapon, but at this moment, her shoulders suddenly shivered.

She was shocked, looked at her right arm, and saw that the woman's hand in the back seat passed through the gap between the car wall and the back of the seat at some point, and pierced a needle of a strange material into her arm.

Miyano Akimi's consciousness quickly blurred.

She closed her eyes as she struggled and slipped weakly down the seat.

…

Soon, the red light ended, and Miyano Akimi's car drove out of the tunnel in the traffic and continued to the scheduled port.

When the vehicle came to a sparsely populated seashore, it gradually stopped.

The moment it stopped, a violent explosion suddenly came from inside the car, and after a while, another burst—this time, the residual gasoline was detonated by the flames.

A smoky orb ejected from the car, mingled with countless burning debris, and fell into the grass in the distance.

A minute or two later, a white fox passed by, rubbed the ash on it, picked it up, and slipped away in a low-key manner.

Gin parked the car on a nearby viaduct, watching the burning cars below.

On the way here, he listened to Shiraishi's plan.

Shiraishi intends to push Miyano Akemi's death on the other two robbers.

- Kenzo Hirota was strangled to death by Tomo Kitano, Tomo Kitano was poisoned by Akemi Miyano, and Akemi Miyano was killed by a time bomb installed before Kenzo Hirota died. Although the details are yet to be verified, this is a chain link, at first glance Kind of like the same thing.

Vodka suddenly figured it out: "The day they robbed the bank, you also set the bomb blocking the road."

Shiraishi nodded.

Jin Jiu's look at him suddenly became a little normal, and the new member finally showed some criminal talent, which was barely satisfactory.

Chianti raised a gun and aimed it at the burning car below, preventing Miyano Akemi from escaping. However, with this level of explosion, anyone with a discerning eye knows that it is almost impossible for the people in the car to survive.

Sure enough, until the police and firefighters arrived, no one abandoned the car and fled.

After the fire was extinguished, the firefighters dragged a woman's body that was burned beyond recognition from the car. When the body was put into a body bag, Shiraishi saw one of the passers-by's face. made a gesture.

Chianti saw clearly in the scope and told Gin: "No problem, people are dead."

Shiraishi was a little surprised. The black-clothed organization actually has undercover agents in the police? This is a new knowledge point that needs to be remembered.

After checking, the assassination operation came to an end.

Gin made a few phone calls to get someone to write the matter and hand it over to the newspaper as soon as possible, emphasizing how the robbers rebelled.

After the disbandment, Shiraishi found a corner to remove the mask, sat at home and waited for a while, and the fox returned to the cafe after the bus.

Shiraishi took the Poké Ball, put it under the faucet and rushed it, and brought it to the study.

When she opened the ball, Miyano Akemi fell to the ground with a plop. The effect of the anesthesia needle was very stable, and her consciousness had not recovered.

Bai Shi carried a seat cushion and circled around the person on the ground twice, finding a suitable place to sit down.

Then he took out what looked like a crystal ball the size of a thumb from his backpack.

This is the item that Shiraishi drew after completing the task of helping the new name Kabori find his father.

Its name is very simple, just one word, "hidden".

This thing is a one-time consumable, it can materialize the target's interpersonal relationship and related memories into complicated lines.

After cutting the line, the target will forget the relevant people and things, and the person connected at the other end of the line will also have a very vague memory of the target, and default to her death.

Although it is an artifact to get rid of trouble, the target itself also has the side effect of amnesia, which made Shiraishi immediately give up the idea of ​​using it for himself after reading the mission description.

It's okay to use it for Miyano Akemi. Although forgetting things is uncomfortable, it's better than dying. There is hope if you live, and maybe you can get some props to repair the lines in the future.

Anyway, Shiraishi didn't use it himself, so he didn't bother too much. He quickly pressed it to use it, and put "Hidden" in Miyano Akira's heart.

The moment the crystal ball came into contact with the skin, with it as the center, the space within a radius of two meters instantly darkened.

Shiraishi narrowed his eyes slightly, and when he opened it again, he saw countless lines protruding from Akemi Miyano's body, divided into black and red, extending into the distance that could not see the end.

At the same time, his hands sank, and a pair of crystal clear scissors sank.

Shiraishi was in no hurry to cut it.

He stared at the wire for a while, tentatively tugging at the black wire closest to him, trying to see who it was connected to.

A picture quickly appeared in front of Shiraishi.

However, I couldn't see anything clearly, and a red cross suddenly appeared on the screen, followed by four big characters: [Privacy Protection].

Tried a few others, still the same.

"..." How do I know which one to cut!

Shiraishi was lost in thought.

The time for the lines to appear is limited, and he cannot ponder for too long.

Soon ~www.readwn.com~ Shiraishi thought about the division of factions in this world - good people count as red, villains count as black.

I don't know if it's right or not, but that's the only way to go.

Shiraishi waved the scissors and cut off all the black threads. When he was cutting, he was really curious, and he didn't know what color threads the undercover renegade two or five would be.

…

On the outskirts, Gin is driving vodka to the city, ready for his next mission.

Suddenly, as if his memory was being affected by something, Miyano Akemi's face suddenly flashed in his mind.

…Why do I suddenly think of this person?

Could it be that in the mission to kill her, was there any details that he had missed?

Gin frowned.

Although Miyano Akimi doesn't look down on her very much, this woman is related to Akai Shuichi after all, so she deserves vigilance.

He thought for a while, took out his mobile phone, and decided to send someone to find out where the body was and confirm that the person was completely dead.

However, the moment the phone was connected, Jin Jiu was stunned, as if something suddenly broke in his mind.

After a second or two, after listening to the "Hello?" sound on the other end of the phone, Jin Jiu came back to his senses.

He looked down at the notepad spread out in his hand, with Miyano Akemi's name written on it.

...who is this?

A little impression, like a dead person.

She is obviously dead, why did she specifically want people to check her just now? Isn't this a waste of manpower?

It must be that I have been too tired from work recently. After this month, I will give myself a half day off...

The person on the other end of the phone was still waiting for his order, and Jin Jiu casually assigned another task and hung up the phone.

He put down his mobile phone and notepad, pressed his forehead, leaned on the back of the co-pilot's seat, and slept for a while against the clock.