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"I can shoot. I learned it when I was wandering in Xia... Xiaxia. I won’t say more about this. I’m going to do things first. Brother Vodka, please wait for my news.……"

Conan took a deep breath, squatted down, and twisted the button of the shoe again, shining brightly.

Then he jumped up, and the powerful detective flying kick appeared again, but the target was the old man and the scarred man who were fighting.

When the old man and the scarred man heard the sound of wind and thunder coming, they both instinctively moved away!

With a roar, Conan once again crushed the ground with flying kicks, using this as a boundary to isolate the two fighting people.

"You all stop, as long as I am here today, I will not let this develop in the worst direction!"

Although the scarred man didn't know who Conan was, there was no need to ask. Just seeing Conan's detective flying kick that even a human couldn't resist, he knew that Conan should not be underestimated:

"Kid, that's not a bad tone, but if you are willing to lend a hand and kill this old dog together, the White Dragon Group will surely be richly rewarded!"

But Conan ignored the scarred man and just looked at the old man! He looked at each other with those eyes that were no longer kind and gentle, but filled with coldness and madness.

For a time, these hundreds of murderers exchanged passionate views. The super crime scene of the beating also became quiet, and Conan said slowly:

"Old man, stop it, not only for yourself, but also for the sake of your old friends. No matter what plans and purposes you have, they will not end well at the end of this road, and they will even die for it.……"

Because of the heavy blessings of the blood oath, the old wandering old man's body gradually lost his old age, his beard and hair turned black, and his face gradually became a kind and gentle old man, turning back to the appearance of a sinister gangster with a face full of flesh and blood.

"Conan, kid, I regret taking you to the party now, because you are too naive. You are indeed right. If this continues, the old guys may indeed be sacrificed one by one, but do you think they can be very happy now? Are you surviving well?……"

Conan said nothing because he was not thick-skinned enough to deny this obvious fact.

It's just that living a difficult life is not the same as deliberately seeking death.

"Old man, although I don’t know exactly how you plan to start a riot, you have to know that Yoneka Town is not such a simple place.

There is no shortage of heroes or criminals here.

No matter what you want to do, the cost is It will be very high.

I think you can think about it again, or consider changing places.

I heard that the treatment of homeless people in the United States is quite good.

If you are interested, I can help you find a smuggler and discuss the price of organizing a group to smuggle people there.

……"

Once the moral bottom line is lowered, it is sometimes difficult to lift it up. Conan no longer intends to talk to the old man about justice or kindness, but to try to persuade the old man from other angles.

However, the words are rough and the reason is not rough. It would be fine if it were in other places, but is Yoneka Town an ordinary place?

If the riots of the Six Six Six Beast Legion are really going to sweep through the town of Rice Flower, neither the Police Department of Rice Flower Town nor other criminal associations on the crime rankings will sit idly by.

Let’s not mention the super criminals hidden in the crime world of Yoneka Town. The police officer’s superhero brother, Officer Hatamegure, has seen what Conan can do in the New World Line. If he really uses a substitute to summon""Stand-in ancestor Kudou Shinichi" came and kicked him one or two times, and the entire army of six-six-six beasts might not be able to carry them even if they were tied up.

In today's era, if you want to subvert Yoneka Town, it is equivalent to challenging all superheroes and super criminals by yourself. It is not a very cost-effective method.

"Of course, in your opinion, uncle, I am just an innocent child, and my words may not have weight, so I relied on my connections to get something with weight.……"

After saying that, Conan slowly stretched out his hand and showed the gun Gin gave him.

Although it was just placed on the palm of the hand and not pointed at anyone, when the gun was displayed in front of people, a cold and majestic killing intent swept over it.

At this moment, many birds in the park suddenly started to fly, and the noisy battlefield became much quieter. Many people felt a cold and terrifying pressure weighing heavily on their hearts.

The majestic murderous intention turned into invisible darkness, and with unreasonable force, he squeezed into this slowly budding shocking case, entangled Conan, and declared his own destiny arrogantly and forcefully. It exists, and its power is so fierce that even the skeletal god of death in the sky condensed by the mist of crime can't help but retreat three points.

The Saint of Slaughter, who single-handedly shouldered the fate of the entire world of Black, gave Conan the deterrent he needed with this pistol!

The man with the scar stood on his head. Sensing the threat of death, he immediately entered into a stress response. Then he quickly retreated and took a defensive posture:"It's just a pistol that contains such an incredible killing intent. What on earth is this?" How holy is this!"

And the old man also looked extremely solemn. It was obvious that he also noticed the tyranny behind the terrifying murderous intention!

Conan held the gun and said seriously:

"Old man, you can look down on the official, or you can ignore the existence of other superheroes in Rice Flower Town. However, I think you need to consider this advice carefully, because it comes from a person who is at the top of the crime rankings in Rice Flower Town, because it is necessary to solve the problem. It may be difficult, but it is not difficult to solve the problem-creating problem!"

Conan suddenly held the gun and pointed it at the old man!

His eyes became cold and fierce, and the corner of his mouth also evoked a cold and emotionless sneer.

The killing intent on the gun became more terrifying and cold, even vaguely Suddenly, a shrill dark wind blew by, and waves of blood, both real and illusory, roared and spread in all directions. Indistinctly, murderous dragons roared, accompanied by the wind and blood waves, and the gun was filled with gin himself. A bullet was powerful enough to kill a god.

Conan had personally experienced this power, but he did not expect that one day he would hold this gun and target others with this power.

But that was not important. At this moment, Conan was trying to remember the psychological game theory that Kudo Yusaku taught him in Hawaii.

Deterrence is a game technique. When conventional communication and communication have failed, and the situation is about to develop into the worst situation, deterrence. It is often the key to victory or defeat, because it is not only a powerful attempt to save the situation, but also a preview of the worst case scenario.

The core point of deterrence is that if you want others to believe your deterrence, it is best to use it for real. With the determination to put it into practice,

Conan is working hard to do this, and it doesn't seem to be difficult not only because he has become Moriarty, but also because he has been studying gin hard these days. Er Wu Zai, a murderer who recorded his every word and deed in his undercover notes, gradually gained some insights into this man who was as cold-hearted as an outlaw and regarded killing as a common occurrence, and would do what he said. , what it should be like, Conan is very clear now.

When Vodka saw this scene in the distance, he subconsciously raised his hand and wiped his eyes, because at that moment, he felt like he saw the trumpet. Gin appeared here.

From his expression to his eyes, even the cold murderous intent and the sneer at the corner of his mouth, his charm was exactly the same.

Vodka was originally a criminal, but at this moment, he subconsciously started thinking. ,

"It's so similar that it's hard to describe it as a coincidence. Could it be that my eldest brother... hiss!!!"

Then, Vodka gasped for his reasoning, and then his eyes became sharp:

"No wonder the eldest brother is so obsessed with the kid Conan, and even insists on leading the kid to live in his own safe house, teaching him knowledge step by step, and giving him so much support. The truth turns out to be this, Conan is actually the child of the eldest brother Gin who lives abroad.!"

The famous detective Vodka felt that he had solved the case!

But such a small episode had no impact on the situation.

Being pointed at Conan with a murderous gun, feeling the terrifying killing intent coming towards his face, the old man took a deep breath, He said slowly:

"The original Miwa Town was not like this.

Although everyone could not spend as much money as the big shots, jobs were still easy to find and life could go on.

Everyone was also very friendly.

Even the gangsters on the streets still had the word benevolence and righteousness attached to them.

On the lips, but I don’t know when it started.

There was less work, life became more and more difficult, and even the gangsters on the road became sinister.

Then, for various reasons, we became homeless, and finally , all kindness and kindness are far away from us……"

"Just becoming a homeless person is like carrying the original sin. Even if you want to sleep on the street, you will be chased away like a bug that affects the appearance of the city. Even if you go to pick up garbage to make a living, you will be attacked by gangsters. All of this is just Because we are down and out, unable to pay taxes to the country, are we old, unable to contribute to society? Just because of these, should we die quietly in a corner where no one knows?"

"Are we wrong, or is the world wrong?"

The old man's voice was extremely loud and could be heard by everyone present. The resentment and ferocity hidden in his words made all the wanderers of the Six-Six-Six Beast Legion have a surge in morale and become more powerful than before. It was fierce. But in the next moment, the murderous intention that was far more terrifying than before suddenly came, but Conan had already put his finger on the trigger, and then pressed down just a little bit.

Even more prosperous, but the old man didn't pay attention to this. He just kept talking. Although his body had returned to his prime, his mind was still immersed in the bleak old age:

"If it has always been like this, we have no other choice but to accept our fate. However, fate has given us another possibility. Conan, kid, don't you want to know what the Lord of the Six Six Six Beast Legion believes in? Let me tell you.……"

The old man reached into his arms and took out a handful of fragments!

They were five fragments that looked like obsidian crystals. When Conan saw this thing, his pupils suddenly shrank.

But I heard the old man continue to say:

"I picked up this fragment when I was picking up garbage, and from then on, I heard a strange whisper. That whisper echoed in my mind and in my dreams, every moment, every minute. Seconds, never ending. At first, I couldn’t understand what the whisper was saying, but then I gradually understood. That strange whisper told me what politics is, what society is, and what it means to look through phenomena. Essence, to explain what is the true meaning of dark will……"

"But that's not important.

The more I listen to the weird whispers, the more I understand.

I even know who that great existence is.

He is the original superhero of mankind and the inheritor of the dark will from generation to generation.

The only source of all substitutes, the triple great detective Kudo Shinichi.

All fragments are his holy remains scattered in the world.

Through contact with the holy remains, Kudo Shinichi chose me.

He kept telling me, do big things, you have to Go do something big……"

Hearing this, Conan just wanted to deny it three times, I'm not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense!

But Conan couldn't say this either.

"Although Kudo Shinichi chose and blessed me, and through his whispers, I learned a lot of forbidden knowledge that I had never thought of, but it was too late. I was already old, my brain was no longer active enough, and my body had I'm not allowed to do big things anymore, but���, there are also some things that I, an old man with one foot in the grave, can do, should do, and must do.……

"Kudo Shinichi is the great light that shines on the world and is also the hope of all mankind. If the world is sick and wrong, then only Him with the dark will can change everything and reshape everything. I am an old man. The only thing I have to do is to use my own blood to plant the hope that Kudo Shinichi will come back to the world. No matter who it is, not even the terrifying existence behind you that is in charge of killing, can't stop me, because I have been prepared.……"

The more the old man spoke, a hint of fanaticism appeared in his expression, and the more Conan's heart sank, because he already had a premonition that his intimidation would be in vain.

If the people are not afraid of death, why should they be afraid of death!

Having said this, the old man suddenly clenched the five Moriarty fragments in his hand!

With extreme force, the palm was pierced by fragments, and blood flowed out instantly.

The old man's voice became louder and more heroic, but his eyes became calmer because he had realized:

"As beasts that eat filth, we should follow the evil path of death.

We use this rice flower town as a sacrifice to ignite the turmoil and darkness.

We use this fire as the savior of the evil people, and build a light to return to the world.

With us, The sacrifices and flesh and blood that He waited for built the ladder for Him to step into the world.

Although we beasts cannot see the sacred moment when the savior carrying the dark will comes and corrects all the mistakes in the world, the success does not have to be mine.

The success must be mine.

, everything is the promise of the dark will passed down from generation to generation of the Kudo family.

……"

At this moment, Conan finally couldn't help it anymore:

"The Kudo family doesn't have this nonsense of dark will passed down from generation to generation. Also, Kudo Shinichi is an ordinary high school detective, not a savior of evil people. If he can solve social problems like neon homeless people, then what? What do you want Neon Official Prime Minister and Cabinet Ministers to do? Don’t push everything on Kudo Shinichi!!!"

But these words are meaningless!

The five pieces of Moriarty fragments in the old man's hands began to change at the moment they were stained with blood. Tentacles spread out and suddenly pierced into the old man. Physically , in the next moment, half of the old man's body suddenly swelled abnormally.

The monstrous fog of crime roared and turned into dark pus, gradually seeping into his body.

, lowering slowly, wanting to be integrated with it!

At this moment, the old man, relying on the Moriarty fragment, chose to embrace sin, and forcibly sublimated and evolved in the case.

In the process, the old man's eyes remained calm! and profundity, and then he said:

"One piece of holy relics is enough to sublimate life, but five pieces of holy relics can only bring wrong distortions. But because of this, I will turn into a destructive weapon that clears all obstacles in the distortion. This is what I deliberately do to prevent accidents. Means of doing it, now, this is the last chance, in my last moments as a human being, are you going to shoot me and give me a ride?"

Conan's finger on the trigger slowly released!

The old man stared at Conan and laughed suddenly:

"I really did not misjudge the person. You are an innocent child, but you are also a great young man. Don’t blame yourself for not being able to stop this. There are many problems and things in this world that cannot be solved by kindness. It can be solved by killing with blood and fire.……"

The next moment, Conan's eyes became unprecedentedly cold, and he pulled the trigger hard with his finger.

"I agree with you, some problems do require killing to solve……"

A bang sounded, turning into a tearing dragon roar, echoing throughout the world, announcing that the destiny of killing has arrived!

The dark bullets pierced the sky, but the impact point was not the old man, but the slowly descending skeleton Death.

The Skeleton Death, condensed by the fog of crime, was shot in the chest. He raised his head in a daze and confusion, and looked at Conan. His mouth opened and closed uncertainly, as if he was doubting, and also seemed to be questioning...

But what exactly did the Skeleton Death say? This was meaningless. The gunshot wounds on the skeleton's chest continued to spread, and finally his whole body was shattered.

In the last case, his brother, Officer Heimegure, summoned Kudo Shinichi and kicked half of the case away. After that, Conan had a guess, that is, in this new world line, the case itself can also be attacked. Object!

And what Kudo Shinichi can do, Conan believes that Gin can do it too!

This is a gamble!

But Conan did not hesitate to lower his bargaining chip and used it to kill the symbol of the case, which was the skeleton death, and also used it to murder this shocking case.

This shocking case is still in its infancy. The raging fog of crime and the resulting skeleton of death are still in the realm of illusion and have not yet fully appeared in reality. Therefore, no one knows that Conan's murderous intention is astonishing. Who did the gun shoot at and what did it hit?

Conan didn't know whether this gambling choice was effective, but the fact that caught his eyes made his eyes waver.

The old man's skin gradually turned dark, but he did not transform into Xiao Hei's posture. His body was still constantly deformed, with flesh and blood proliferating, dissolving, twisting, alienating, and reorganizing. Gradually, a monster gradually emerged.

"We, the 666 beasts, dedicate the blazing rice flower town to our lord Kudo Shinichi, and hope that the wrongs of the world will be corrected!"

The old homeless man who turned into a monster left his last roar as a human being in the world!

The ferocious monster is still twisted and shapeless, but its body is unprecedentedly tall and ferocious, with more than fifty people in total. The body of Mi Gao was as huge as a mountain, and it was enough to crush everything with its tentacles. After the monster was born, it naturally moved towards Mihua Town, executing the last will of the man with the scar to cause a riot. He picked up a cigarette again, and then his substitute Rakshasa Demon took out a lighter and lit it for him:

"Hehe, it’s really getting harder and harder to live in Miwa Town now. The homeless people in the park can transform into big monsters in the tokusatsu film. I wonder if the boss at the headquarters is willing to believe that Miwa Town was attacked by monsters. , causing heavy losses to the organization, so what’s the reason why you can’t pay the annuity?……"

Obviously, for the scarred man, the situation developing to this point is definitely not what he wants to see.

"No, it's not the end yet, we can still stop everything!"

Conan is still determined, not only because he never gives up hope, but also because he has seen the effects of that shot.

Although the situation has worsened, the crime fog has not expanded further, and has only maintained its original state. This is already a very good thing.

This means that this case will no longer give birth to a super criminal barrier that envelopes the entire Mihua Town, nor will it have the weird and difficult problems of the extraordinary cases in the New World Line. Extraordinary phenomenon.

In addition, the death of the Skeleton God also had some chain indirect effects. The originally fanatical and high morale of the members of the Six-Six-Six Beast Legion seemed to have dropped somewhat, and they did not riot because of this. He showed an instinctive look of fear towards the monster.

Obviously, the old man had never told the old guys about his plan to transform into a monster. For the time being, Conan only observed these, and he didn't have the energy to think about more implications. , he turned his head and said to the scarred man:

"Next, in order to deal with the situation, I need your help.

The scarred man took a puff of his cigarette and asked,"If you want to deal with this kind of monster, I think this request is a bit too much!""

Conan didn't have a good impression of the scarred man or the people around him, so his tone was far from polite:

"No, this is not a request, but advice. I am telling you on behalf of the will of the top of the criminal world in Yoneka Town. You'd better be obedient now.……"

The scarred man glanced at the gun in Conan's hand that was still murderous despite the bullet being fired, and then said:

"Do you pay for it? There's been a lot of pressure in the group lately to hand over the annuity!"

Conan said:"No, I will probably ask you to collect a protection fee later, because the performance pressure on my side is also great, and it is difficult to explain without money.

After collecting the protection fee, I will probably have to collect the protection fee from you.

Spin off the garbage recycling business and set up a special fund to help the homeless people in Mihua Town reintegrate into society.

Oh, by the way, if the official wants to hold people accountable afterwards, remember to make friends with more people, write the confession beautifully and clearly, and don’t leave any inaccuracies.

The tail it deserves!

"

Hearing this, the scarred man suddenly coughed and looked at Conan with disbelief:

"You want us to help you fight monsters, and you have to charge us protection fees. After collecting the money, you have to divest the most important core business of our group. Finally, you have to hold us accountable to the authorities. After that, what are we left with? ?"

Conan said in a deep voice:"You are already such an old man, and you are no longer a child. Don't ask such innocent questions. You should also know that in the crime city of Mihua Town, you must do something wrong. The price is very high, and more importantly, our organization, as the pinnacle of the criminal world in Junlin Mihua Town, is now alarmed by your mess. Let us take action. This price is already very light. After all, you The whole family can still live well. Isn't it?……"

If it was still Kudo Shinichi, Conan would never be able to say these words, but at this moment, as the future star of the winery, and at the juncture of working for the organization, Conan has no inhibitions, turning into a villain on the spot, and wants to torture him severely A man with a sharp knife scar.

People will eventually grow, and Conan has gradually realized that the law is lagging behind and has limitations, and sometimes it cannot reflect the fairness and justice it deserves.

So at this moment, Conan chose to try to do something in his own way, for example, make the scarred man pay some price for his actions and choices.

As for whether this is feasible, Conan was not worried at all!

Organization, oh no, the deterrent power of Big Brother Gin is absolutely reliable.