Mori Chef's self-cultivation

That's like the truth covered up by "abnormalities".

Before being reminded by the great detective, Rao was a careful and suspicious type like Kurihara, and he never had the idea of ​​connecting clues together, as if even such a normal exploration was not allowed. any chance of him noticing.

Somewhere in my mind seemed to recall a soft "snap".

However, in the absence of substantive evidence, piecemeal analysis and inference alone are obviously not enough to piece together the whole picture of the whole thing.

So after staring at the countdown on his wrist and thinking for a while, he asked very calmly, "Kill me."

"Huh? Are you a fool." The black-haired boy who browsed through the contents of people's hearts as easily as flipping through a book commented unceremoniously, and shook his head with a small expression of "you are really hopeless".

The communication between smart people has never required too much explanation, it is almost like playing charades, deliberately making the audience scratch their heads.

However, considering the current situation of Edogawa Luanbu who has no power to restrain a chicken, he is not a suitable person, so the pink-haired young man ignored his obstruction, walked straight towards the stable man, raised his head and asked bluntly again Said: "Please kill me."

"Don't mess around." The guardian, who is used to seeing troublesome children, maintains his daily style, exuding a majestic and unapproachable aura, which is enough to scare anyone who tries to make trouble.Perhaps because of being reprimanded a lot, the black-haired boy on the side shrugged reflexively, indicating that everything was under his control.

Not to mention such a strange request with no beginning and no end, even if he uttered a line that seemed reasonable, Fukuzawa Yukichi would not be able to kill an innocent person who voluntarily asked for death.

"If we don't give it a try, we probably won't be able to escape for the rest of our lives, so it doesn't matter?"

The little devil who is good at pinching other people's weakness did not flinch, but raised his thin white arm, and explained sincerely as if swearing: "I have personally verified that before the number returns to zero, no matter how dangerous the situation is, There is no way to hurt my life."

"It's just some experimentation! See if you can find out the culprit behind the scenes, please help me?"

"At no time should life be used as an experiment."

It's a pity that the old-school samurai was not convinced at all. Instead, he frowned and taught him sternly, just like the strict head teacher in the school who urged the backward people to make progress together.

Even if you haven't been to school, you can think of that terrible picture.

Kurihara's expression was a little dark, because he was hidden under the shadow of a baseball cap, it was difficult for people to notice, not to mention that he was an expert in expression management, and there was still an extremely soft aura floating around him.Paired with naturally gentle pink hair, he looks like a harmless little angel through and through.

From the perspective of the silver-haired man, his self-destructive tendencies even carry a rare spirit of dedication, which is a level of awareness that ordinary people cannot achieve.

——Are you talking too strongly?This child may be too anxious to get everyone out, so...

Fukuzawa Yukichi, who unconsciously began to find excuses for him, felt his heart tighten, and was about to say something to make up for his mistakes, but suddenly found that the figure in front of him disappeared like a ghost. There was a sense of pulling from an external force, causing him to take half a step back instinctively.

"Chong-"

The sharp weapon was unsheathed quickly, trembling in the air and making a piercing buzzing sound, endowing the flickering cold light with substantial sharpness, as if to cut through the eyes of the onlookers and permanently affect their vision. damage.

So except for the owner of the weapon, almost everyone subconsciously avoided such a shocking scene to ensure their own safety.

And the silver-haired warrior who is accustomed to killing is wide-eyed, and he clearly saw how the "thief" quickly grabbed the knife, and now he slashed straight at the left wrist, simply and neatly, without any hesitation—if it wasn't for his height Restricted, I am afraid that this blow will be inserted straight into the opponent's chest, rather than the current slightly troublesome way of self-destruction.

After all, cutting off the wrist can indeed cause a spectacular blood spurting scene, but to achieve the achievement of bleeding to death, it will take a long, long time to suffer, which completely violates the self-emotional needs of human beings.

Even guys who have lost their desire to survive will choose quick, precise and ruthless methods to relieve pain!

Such an extreme style of acting has far exceeded his psychological expectations. Fortunately, his body movements are still extremely fast, and he snatched the sharp weapon that was trying to kill him, and stopped the bloody tragedy in time.

However, the pink-haired young lady who "escaped a catastrophe" didn't mean to be grateful. She just stared at him with a pair of bright blue round eyes, and complained, "You are so stingy! Lend me a little bit." , I will return it to you soon! Don’t worry, if the situation does not go as expected, I can heal my wound first!”

In order to prove what he said was true, the other party released a rescue buff for him on the spot, helping to restore his finger that was accidentally cut by the blade.

The golden light flashed, and it really recovered, without leaving any traces.

The man stared at the miraculous scene in silence, his eyes were filled with a strange color, obviously thinking of Yosano Akiko who had a similar healing ability in his detective agency.However, compared to "Please don't die" which requires a serious injury to start treatment, the ability of the little guy in front of him is obviously more sympathetic to the patient's emotions, which is enough to be classified as a real little angel.

——No wonder Dr. Sen is unwilling to let go. It turns out that he has the same idea as back then.

Since he couldn't see the shocking scene of the duel between the two forests, the information he knew was basically close to zero, and now he speculated on the old opponent's bad intentions according to the usual route.

Then again, as far as the leader version of Mori Ogai is concerned, he is indeed counting on the fairy cat to perform for the organization, and maybe sell himself afterwards, so he doesn't need to know too much about the inside story, and he can still judge it as a "scumbag".

The silver-haired president, who parted ways with him because of disagreement with his ideas back then, now has a serious expression on his face, looking at Yuki Kurihara with more serious (kindness) and serious (love) eyes.

"There is no need to rush."

The president, who seldom comforted others, was dry and tense, but he did not preach on the bloody scene that was almost staged just now, but tried to keep his tone as soft as possible, and comforted him: "The pain of physical damage is caused by supernatural powers that cannot be cured. Yes, it will become a scar left in my heart. Instead of slowly repairing it with time after birth, it is better to eliminate its existence from the beginning."

"You are such a gentle person, Mr. President." As if he found his clumsy appearance very interesting, he folded his arms behind his merciless little devil, tilted his head in a cute way, and sighed regretfully: "But I can't help it. Who made me a gambler who likes to take shortcuts? Oh, it's really different from your idea."

——To be precise, it only fits with Mr. Mori's ideas~

Yuu Kurihara, who was included in the camp of innocent victims, sighed deeply in his heart, and he didn't have the slightest awareness to reflect on whether he had made the wrong person.There is no way, the anger is the anger, and I have never forgotten the unforgettable despair for a minute or a second, but if I say hatred, there is absolutely no, at most, I want to use all means to force the leader to admit, admit, and make mistakes.

Anyway, he will definitely find the "book" to revive Mr. Dean.

With an almost certain attitude, just as he was about to use his eloquence to brainwash the other party and agree with his own policy, he felt a moderate blow on the top of his head, and then the detective's dissatisfied voice deliberately dragged on for a long time.

"Being able to guess your behavior pattern doesn't mean Ranpo-sama wants to be frightened—well, if we can't avoid similar things from happening, let the famous detective do a little bit of work!"

After all, the palm that was originally placed on top of his head slid down and pressed down on his thin shoulders, and then saw his master leaning over, approaching his ear and whispering a few insignificant whispers.

"—If you're lying, remember to hide the wound on your finger better. Your ability can only be used on people other than yourself, right? It's really troublesome, remember to follow up later."

"?" For the first time, the player felt that he couldn't keep up with the other party's out-of-thinking heart.

After seeing Edogawa Ranpo's "extraordinary ability", he had already made up his mind to force the former to help him survive this round of "amusement park" escape project.

Even if the big detective is "modest" and shows that he can't see through the ins and outs of the "book", at least within the scope of his ability, he can still play a big role.What he showed in public before also conveyed such a determination, and now he has obviously been successfully accepted by the big detective, and he moved his nest to show his respect.

Is there anything a ruthless person who can even attack himself can't do?Of course it's better not to mess with them.

The black-haired boy in a detective suit stepped out of the dessert shop first, stretched his waist in the dazzling sunlight, then raised his hand like a primary school student on an outing, and directed forward: "Go in this direction!" !"

It seemed to be pointing casually, making it impossible to guess what he wanted to do.

The silver-haired man in the weird world still maintained the proper etiquette, turned around and settled the bill with the boss, and then hurriedly followed Edogawa Ranpo with the extra pink-haired boy, and walked into the most crowded center together zone.

The "NPC" set to be no different from a real person indulges in the joy of visiting the garden. It is really the largest atmosphere group in the audience, creating an excellent atmosphere that makes people sink and relax together, and confuses the minds of "players".

If it weren't for the frequent "hitting the wall", it would really make people confused about the difference between virtual and reality.

At least for a few little radishheads with little mind, if there is no previous encounter, it is estimated that they will not realize that they have fallen into an unknown trap at this moment, and they have been playing like crazy in a festival-like occasion early in the morning.

——Hey, it's a rare day off, Odasaku specially brought them here to play...

"Speaking of which, do you feel..."

The oldest boy propped his chin with one hand, posing in deep thought, and shared his doubts with his younger brothers, "Isn't the timing of our winning the lottery too coincidental? It happened on this day that we suddenly encountered a lucky draw , and then received a family ticket or something... That's right, the more I think about it, the more strange it becomes!"

"I, I also agree..."

"There is such a possibility. But what's the use of bringing us in? I have no idea at all! Compared to that..."

The second-ranked boy experimented with the stolen mobile phones, and found that they were indeed able to send messages and make calls to each other as "Little Lolita" had guessed, acting like a walkie-talkie, and returned them to his side one by one. The three of them told them to keep it safe.

"It's more important to hold the mobile phone well. Count it, there should be two more, right?"

"Counting Sakule's share, it should be three sets short." Xingsuke, who didn't know the increase in the number of teammates, scratched his head and sighed helplessly, "I haven't done similar work for a long time, and it feels worse than I remember. It's been a lot of hard work..."

After being adopted by Oda Sakunosuke, the boys who had long been away from being pickpockets nodded in unison, and showed a wry smile at the same time.

Although Odasaku is the most low-level employee of the port mafia, his salary is quite meager, and he can barely support the family's expenses. It is inevitable that he will be a little stretched and often unable to satisfy the children's wishes, but they will never return to picking up garbage. Hard days.

So at this moment, they occasionally complained in their hearts that they couldn't get what they wanted, and they couldn't help feeling guilty, reflecting on their own dissatisfaction, and decided that they must be filial to their old father when they came out of the "amusement park", so that he can enjoy his old age in peace .

(The red-haired man a few hundred meters away: Axio——)

Of course, the little radishheads who often watch novels and dramas know what a flag is, so they shut their mouths wisely and continue to engage in heart-pounding collective theft activities.

Probably because the "NPC" is too realistic, even though they know that the crowd around them is just a virtual product, they will not have memories, and it is impossible to meet again in the future, but they still feel very uncomfortable with sweaty palms and weak legs .

Maybe it's a moral sense...?Damn, it's obviously the most useless thing right now.

Secretly spurning his own self-denial and clenched his fists, he quietly approached the fat sheep he was looking for—the woman had never had any communication with anyone nearby, she was obviously single, and she was concentrating on the garden float not far away , with a look of secretly missing something.

Very good, let's do it like this.

The boy who cheered himself up again slowly stretched out his wet right hand, touched a small triangle-shaped mobile phone protruding from her pocket, pinched it little by little and pulled it out, trying not to arouse her vigilance.

As a result, at the moment before he was about to succeed, a hand appeared out of nowhere like a shackle, tightly locked his wrist, and seized his stolen goods on the spot.

"...!!!"

"I said, there should be a limit to stealing things, right?"

The other party led him to turn around in his direction, and at the moment when his eyes met, he realized that the guy who grabbed him turned out to be a small kid with a rustic black frame Glasses, but the expression has a natural pull, and the speech is quite old-fashioned, like a little adult.

"I planned to wait for the crowd to disperse, and then take you to the nearby security room to return the stolen goods through the lost and found method, but who knew that I would steal it to Xiaolan first..."

"Sorry, sorry, we have a compelling reason...!"

He bowed and apologized tremblingly, his face wrinkled into a wrinkle, like an old newspaper that had been rubbed hard by someone, with "Help, I don't want to be sent to the police station" written all over it in black typefaces.

But as he spoke, he immediately realized something was wrong.

——Strange, is this really an "NPC"?I feel that the reaction of the people who stole it before is different, so I need to be more...

Before the word "realistic" emerged from his mind, the tall figure selected by him turned around, raised his brows slightly in surprise, and asked in confusion, "Conan, did something happen?"

"Eh? Oh, that's right, sister Xiaolan."

The brat who was still invincible three seconds ago changed his attitude in an instant, and responded innocently in a pretendingly immature tone: "Your phone is lost, thanks to him for helping you retrieve it, I am thanking him !"

"Wow - I didn't feel it at all, how careless is it?!" The girl who was deceived by the white lie put her hands together, hurriedly took back the lost property from the stiff-faced self-denial, and said to the pickpocket without knowing it. Thank you, Conan, who provoked a smirk, raised his standard half-moon eyes.

——Yes, yes, carelessness is a very correct self-evaluation.

The innocent little detective who secretly guarded her silently pushed the boy beside him, motioning him to hurry up and act with him, acting more naturally.

So Keji, who didn't understand the situation, nodded ignorantly. He didn't realize that he actually ate a mouth full of dog food. He also dazedly called a few brothers nearby to come and eat together—in order to thank him for his "help", he was called Xiao Sister Lan's beautiful woman generously invited them to have a cold drink together.

In order to figure out the difference between her and ordinary "NPCs", the little carrot heads who also don't know why have to follow up cautiously, wanting to find out more information.

What if it's a trigger "NPC"?

Just like the special tasks in online games, once they are launched, there will be a lot of extra joy, such as upgrading experience packs and so on.Well, it's a regular routine!

But they never expected that they would have to pay a heavy price for a drink to quench their thirst—

"Conan! Conan!"

A burst of mournful calls from far and near made Mao Lilan, who was about to pay for the cold drink, turn her head and look at the source of the noise, and then she saw the uneasy young detectives stumbling over like a flock of frightened birds, He chirped and reported his experience: "It's not good, a group of scary guys in black suits just wanted to catch us! Run!"

"Hey, you guys have caused some trouble again..." Conan, who had a serious psychological shadow about this, immediately twitched his eyelids.

But no matter how strong his insight is, it is absolutely impossible to quickly deduce without clues, clarify all the causes and consequences, and then make the next plan within a few seconds.

After all, detectives are human beings, not gods.

However, soon, someone came out and broke his inherent thinking, showing him what a magical reasoning technique is.

No, it should be said that unilateral crushing is more accurate.

The same as him who was praying mantis and catching cicadas before, a black-haired boy who appeared behind the drink stand suddenly appeared at some time, holding a half-eaten ice cream in one hand, lazily indicating his purpose: "It shouldn't be said that it is Be mistakenly injured, there are very interesting things hidden in your body. I advise you, it is best to hand it over, otherwise there will be a big mess later—”