Conan: Nakamura-kun is forced to be almighty

With the experience of doing tasks on the first day, Nakamura would go out patrolling the streets from 7 pm to 1 am every day in the next few days to do tasks.

After saving more than 50 energy points in three days, the goal of is still far away.

The weekends that were supposed to be a rest have turned into miserable days that require liver work.

According to the pattern of the past few days, Nakamura found that the closer to the Metropolitan Police Department, the better the security. There were almost no missions issued. Only when leaving the Metropolitan Police Department would the missions be more frequent.

With more time on the weekend, Nakamura decided to go further afield to check out the situation.

Walking north from the Metropolitan Police Department, you can enter Miwa Town in less than ten minutes.

This place is different from the solemn and silent side of the Metropolitan Police Department, but it is very lively.

The dense flow of people shows the prosperity here.

The central areas of Tokyo, Mikka Town and Cupido Town, are located in the most prosperous areas. The lives of people here are different from those of poor Nakamura.

As a child who grew up in an orphanage, Nakamura went to prosperous areas with the purpose of working.

He has mild social anxiety and works in a relatively fixed area. He usually chooses a job where he doesn't interact with many people.

Knitting can satisfy daily life. Only when money is urgently needed will I go out to find a daily job.

It's like the staff of a haunted house in an amusement park, wearing doll costumes and handing out flyers.

The perspectives of workers and customers are completely different. As a young man who should be full of energy, Nakamura didn't even have time to pay attention to the beautifully dressed young girls on the street.

It wasn't until he strolled over that he realized: life is not just about the struggle for survival, but also about leisure and entertainment.

Entering the bustling area, the mechanical sound kept ringing. Before the previous task was finished, the next one came, which made Nakamura's ears hurt.

Nakamura was very lucky. He had been studying it in the past few days and set it to hidden mode.

Otherwise, I don’t know how many strange looks this kind of sound would attract.

"Stop—" Nakamura quickly stopped it with his mind, "Report the most urgent thing."

"30 meters ahead on the left, a person will fall down, and there will be a stampede in twenty seconds."

Nakamura reflexively looked over and saw only a densely packed crowd and nothing unusual at all.

Based on his trust in it, Nakamura pushed aside the advancing crowd and ran forward.

Because of the weekend, Nakamura wore ordinary casual clothes, so naturally he did not have the privilege of wearing a uniform.

When we pushed through the crowd, many people grumbled unhappily, and some were not prepared to get out of the way at all.

Nakamura squeezed out some distance, two buttons on his clothes were missing, and his hair was messy.

"Here we are, right here."

Nakamura looked around and saw no one who fell. There were a steady stream of passers-by around him, but there was no sign of a stampede.

Nakamura didn't understand the meaning of this group of people not having a good rest on weekends, but instead rushing in and crowding around. If he didn't owe any debts, he would definitely choose to stay at home and sleep.

I was thinking wildly and unknowingly fell into the crowd. I couldn't tell the difference between east, west and north. I was led to a more lively area.

In his confusion, an exclamation caught Nakamura's attention.

"Tatsuya, be careful—"

"what!"

Nakamura looked towards where the sound came from and found that a boy two meters in front of him suddenly fell down.

He wanted to stabilize his body and make room for the fallen child, but the squeeze from behind gave him no chance to stop.

Seeing that the person in front of him almost stepped on him, Nakamura grabbed the clothes of the person in front and threw them to the side. He quickly picked up the fallen boy's back collar and made him stand up.

"Stop! Stop! Someone fell."

He let out his loudest roar, but it was drowned out by the noisy crowd and no one paid attention to him.

The push from behind did not decrease at all, and Nakamura was pushed forward uncontrollably.

The boy who was held by his collar took a while to calm down and began to cry.

Nakamura squeezed for a long time, and finally took the boy away from the crowd and stood against the wall.

The flow of people is like locusts crossing the border, taking away the hustle and bustle.

"Kid, how are you? Does it hurt anywhere?"

The boy cried so hard that he was obviously frightened by the fall just now.

The answer was still sobbing, "Thank you... thank you, my feet hurt a little."

"What are you going to do? Are your parents here?"

"I came here with my father and mother, and we got separated just now."

Nakamura lifted up his trouser leg to help check his ankle, and found that it was red and swollen, so he had to find a doctor to solve the problem.

"My ankle is a little swollen and I need to go to the hospital."

The boy looked at the retreating crowd in front of him and cried a little louder.

"I want to wait for mom and dad here."

"Okay, don't worry, I'll wait for them here with you."

"Thank you, big brother."

Nakamura took the boy to a bench by the road and sat down, waiting with him.

Chatting with the boy to divert his attention.

The boy was only seven or eight years old. He had a limited understanding of many things and could not fully express himself. Naturally, he had no intention of talking more.

Nakamura himself was not a sociable person, and the conversation with him seemed stiff and rigid. He himself was embarrassed, and he kept praying in his heart that the child's parents would find him quickly.

After a while, a young couple came running over, "Tatsuya, how are you? Are you okay?"

"Mom, woo woo..."

The young woman checked the child before taking it into her arms and thanked him repeatedly. The father also stepped forward and left Nakamura's contact information in preparation for thanking him in the future.

Nakamura was not very good at dealing with such situations and suggested that they take the children to the hospital and then run away as if they were running away.

If this happens to him in future missions, he will die.

"If I do good things quietly, can I earn energy points?"

"Yes, as long as what you do causes positive emotional changes, the energy points will be automatically credited to your account."

"Great."

This is undoubtedly good news for Nakamura. After all, he has not been the kind of person who likes to show off since he was a child.

The skills he gave him undoubtedly made Nakamura very uncomfortable, and he never practiced them in private.

If it weren't for the experience of the police academy, he would definitely put it on the shelf.

It wasn't until he was doing a mission that Nakamura discovered that this useless skill turned out to be an excellent auxiliary tool.

With this skill, he can make others more satisfied to a certain extent. At present, he usually has more than ten energy points in his account when completing tasks, which is an unexpected surprise.

Withdrawing his thoughts, Nakamura continued to complete other tasks.

While doing the task, Nakamura learned from the conversations of people around him that there was an idol group holding offline activities nearby. No wonder so many people rushed there to participate.

This idol group has a high degree of attention. People like Nakamura who hardly pay attention to entertainment news know that the "Earth Lady Team" is an idol group, and their popularity is evident.

There are naturally safety risks in large numbers of people.

Crazy star-chasers are a very dangerous group of people. Nakamura knows a little bit about the otaku culture and cannot understand it, but he respects his personal preferences.

After today's experience, Nakamura became deeply aware of the threat posed by crazy starstruck fans to social security.

In just half an hour, Nakamura had to rush around to save three or four people who almost suffered a stampede.

There are young office workers, student-looking boys and girls, elementary school-looking children, all ages.

After everyone entered the event venue, the intensive task announcements slowly subsided. Nakamura was too tired to find a seat, so he directly found an open space by the roadside to sit on the ground and rest quietly.

"There were bombs at the event, and the amount of ammunition was enough to detonate the entire venue."

" What?!"

Nakamura couldn't believe it. At such a large event, didn't the security staff confirm the on-site facilities?

Since the mission released on the 2nd has never gone wrong, Nakamura quickly confirmed, "What time is the detonation time?"

"10:32 minutes, the climax of this event."

Nakamura decided to sneak in to confirm the situation.

When I arrived at the door, I was stopped by the staff. This offline event actually required buying tickets. The tickets were already sold out and I couldn't get in.

Nakamura took out his mobile phone and looked at it. He found that the time was already 9:30, and there was not much time left for him!