Healing Vest Essence

【"Detective Underworld" Zhu Fu Jingguang Chapter】

After returning to the system space of the Healing Department of the Time and Space Administration, Yazawa Haruto was poked madly in the head with a carrot by the big white dough of the vest system.

"If you don't know the character design, why don't you just stop acting?"

"Just pretending to have amnesia is better than writing a script blindly!"

"If you are so good at acting, why didn't you go to the acting department at the beginning, woo woo woo—"

Yazawa Haruto was wronged, but Yazawa Haruto didn't say anything.

He could only curl his lips, put on a pitiful look, covered his forehead that didn't hurt at all, tried to blink his blingbling eyes to confuse the system, and apologized weakly: "I'm sorry, I just reacted subconsciously at that time... ..."

The vest spirit system squinted at Yazawa Haruto with its beady eyes: "Oh, then I really didn't see that you are still a hidden dramatist, and you can cause me this kind of trouble even in the case of amnesia."

God knows how pitiful, weak and helpless it is every day in the system hut that no one cares about, terrified by the operation of its own host, scratching the wall and howling!

In the end, he had to unite with the world consciousness to wipe the ass of the tragic script written by the host.

Equipped with a kaleidoscope Sharingan [Wujo Satoru]...

After each commission is completed, the strategy during this period will be cut into a video and uploaded. When the waistcoat system thinks of this, it feels suffocated.

Lucy, kill me.

Yazawa Haruto was also silent for a while.

Thinking of the suture monster script that he passionately adapted for the protagonist group in "Shouju O Battle", and the patch that the follow-up system and the world consciousness helped to patch, stabbed him so much that he cried bitterly...Yazawa Haruto felt inexplicably guilty, And so much guilt.

From the perspective of the entire task process, it has nothing to do with the word "cure" in the entrustment he performed.

The reputation of the Ministry of Healing may be in their hands from today onwards.

What Yazawa Haruto thought of, the vest system also thought of.

Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Enthusiastically ambitious, the more he thought about it, the more aggrieved and sad the waistcoat essence system had two tears in his eyes, one of which couldn't hold back his tears.

"Don't cry, don't cry," Yazawa Haruto quickly picked up the big white dough and coaxed, "At worst, I will make up for the commission fee and bonus you lost this time."

"Next time, next time I will complete the task seriously, this time it was just an accident."

After being coaxed by Yazawa Haruka a few times, the vest system also felt that there was no way to save it, no matter how much it complained and got angry, it was useless, and the white steamed bun-like face was almost wrinkled into a flower roll.

"Oh, forget it, let's not take it as an example, now it's time to look at the task completion and rating..."

"Uh, yes." Yazawa Haruto was ready to accept the stormy "love" from the head of the healing department.

I hope that the boss will be merciful in view of his hard work for many years, hard work and hard work to force social animals.

One person, one system tremblingly opened the task bar.

Three golden "S" ratings were suspended in mid-air and appeared in front of them.

Yazawa Haruto: "."

"Gah??" The vest system let out a duck cry in shock, "What's going on!"

Yazawa Haruto quickly clicked on the scoring standard column on the task panel.

""Shushu O War" A-8349 main world entrusted liquidation:

The psychological healing value of the proud sons of heaven reaches [-]%, and they get the plot killer CG [follow your footsteps, never stop to the top of the mountain], and the task score is S-level.

The recognition of the vest and the completion of the task of maintaining the stable operation of the world reached 90.00% [-], and the task score was S.

Started the hidden mission series, completed the hidden mission · stage 15.00, the overall mission progress reached [-]%, and the stage [-] mission scored S level.

Please the host make persistent efforts. "

The vest spirit system jumped up and down, squeezed on Yazawa Haruka's shoulders and looked closely again: "Is it a lie, this can also be S-rank?!"

Was the protagonist group delirious by being stabbed? ?

"And, what is this hidden mission, why have I never heard of it?"

The vest spirit system looked at Yazawa Haruto suspiciously, and found that the host was even more at a loss than himself, so he simply summoned the auxiliary system to answer.

Facts have proved that there is nothing wrong with the information on the task panel, Yazawa Haruto has indeed received three S-level ratings unprecedentedly.

As for the staged opening of hidden missions, the auxiliary system's answer is that if the content of the mission is known, then the hidden mission is not a hidden mission.

However, due to the previous loss of contact between the system and the host, the auxiliary system still said the most important reminder about the hidden mission again.

"He who redeems the hearts of others needs to be redeemed."

...What exactly does this sentence mean?

Full of doubts, Yazawa Haruto entered another mission world after resting for a few days.

"You have entered the main world of "Detective Conan" A-4869."

"The current identity of the imported vest is: Zhu Fu Jingguang.

The plot information related to vest memory and the main world has been sent, please pay attention to check it.

……

Finally, I wish the host a successful completion of the task. "

***

It was the same as usual, an ordinary day.

【5: 45】

The water in the kettle has boiled, and there is a beep sound.

Jiang Gu Ling, who was still washing up, kept brushing his teeth with one hand, and took the coffee cup aside with the other hand, poured the coffee powder bag torn in advance, poured in water, and stirred with a spoon.

"Well, let's just settle down for today."

"Wow!" The little white Shiba Inu surrounded his feet, spinning excitedly, wagging its little tail.

It was originally a lost stray Shiba Inu, and by chance, it was adopted by Fugu Rei and named "Amuro Haro".

"Good boy, I'll give you something to eat later, please be quiet." The blond young man stroked its head with his hand and said with a smile.

【6: 35】

Coming to Polo Cafe's Jiang Gu Ling ahead of time, he opened the door, and the exquisite wind chimes hanging in front of the door rang "jingling".

Adjust the water temperature for the tropical fish in the fish tank, change the fresh water source and ensure the oxygen supply, and then go to work on other things.

Repair the creaky and unstable chair legs, wipe the table and replace it with a clean tablecloth, prepare the sandwich ingredients in advance...

I don’t know how long he’s been busy, until the master he worshiped upstairs, Kogoro Mori watched the horse racing show after being drunk, and made a strange laugh, and then there was a loud noise of being scolded by Mao Lilan, Polo Cafe The arrival of another waiter, Azusa Enomoto, made Rei Furutani stop for a while.

This is the moment that belongs to the identity of 【Amuro Toru】.

Whether it is Grandma Heshan who often visits the Polo Cafe, or ordinary social animals who are just used to eating a delicious sandwich to fill their stomachs before going to work, when they leave the cafe, Toru Amuro always sends a warm smile and warmly welcomes them. Say "welcome next time" to them.

"It's really welcome, Mr. Amuro." Azusa Enomoto said with a smile, squinting her eyes, pointing to the women who were sitting and eating with her eyes from time to time.

"No way, Miss Azusa." Toru Amuro smiled helplessly and somewhat shyly, and scratched his cheek with his index finger.

It looks exactly like what a gentle and stable pool surface under the sun should look like.

【21: 00】

After a busy day at Polo Cafe, Furuya Rei finally returned to the apartment.

The blond-haired young man just opened the door when he heard the cheers of the little Shiba Inu Harrow. The white puppy brought indoor slippers to the owner, in exchange for a hug from his dear owner.

"That's good, thank you Hello."

Take out the prepared bento from the refrigerator and feed it to Haro’s dog bento, heat it up in the microwave a little bit, let it cool down, and put it in the bowl specially made for Shiba Inu after Furuya Zero has measured the temperature.

"Then, have a good meal, I'm going to start working, hello, don't bother me."

Furutani Rei loosened his tie and took off his suit jacket.

He sat on a cushion in front of the low table, opened the mailbox on his mobile phone, read the emails sent from the organization in black, and turned on the laptop with the other hand to deal with the tasks assigned to him by the organization.

In order to protect his identity as an undercover agent, he carefully separated his mobile devices into two sets for public security identity and black organization "Bourbon" identity.

After solving the daily task assignment of the black organization, Jiang Gu Ling started the work of the police.

In this way, busy until late at night.

【2: 05】

The dawn of a new day had come, and Rei Furutani had finally finished all his work.

Perhaps those in the know will feel that he is too tired with triple identities, and worry that under the heavy burden for a long time, Jiang Gu Ling's body will go wrong.

But he will never give up, and it is impossible to stop there.

There is also something in Jianggu Ling's heart that he bets his life on and must protect. [1]

——This country and the people living on this land.

Jiang Guling pinched the bridge of his nose, let out a deep breath, controlled the computer pointer, and opened an encrypted folder.

All the files in the folder were also encrypted, Jiang Gu Ling opened the file after entering the password.

Photos recording his past years appeared on the computer screen one by one.

In the darkness, the light blue computer light was particularly bright, illuminating half of Jiang Gu Ling's face, and between flickering and flickering, there was more melancholy and loneliness.

All the traces left by Jiang Guling before, elementary school, junior high school, high school... all the records of his growth were all destroyed because of the need to be an undercover agent.

The only thing he has is these few photos, and under the brilliant and beautiful cherry blossoms, the never-ending and increasingly blurred memories of his youth.

Jiang Guling looked at the moment of laughing and slapstick frozen on the computer screen, the five people who were always youthful and energetic, and closed their eyes.

... Yes, every day brings a new dawn and a new evening.

However, some people will never be seen again.

Their age is fixed forever and will not move forward any further.

"Go to sleep, I can still sleep for three hours, I am content."

The blond young man lay down on the tatami and fell asleep under a thin blanket.

【5: 20】

In the dream, he saw the missing four petals of the cherry blossom again.

Petals, petals, and petals fell from the cherry blossoms in the palm of my hand.

Constantly losing important friends and companions, and finally leaving myself alone in the dark.

He also dreamed of large expanses of blood.

It seemed that the strong smell of blood that lingered in the air that night once again lingered in his nostrils.

"Bang bang."

The heartbeat was terribly fast, as if it was going to jump out of the throat at any time.

He ran quickly on the rusty steel stairs, making loud footsteps, and because of the extremely fast running, he felt the burning sensation caused by lack of oxygen in his throat, as well as a faint smell of blood.

Jiang Gu Ling didn't stop.

But when he came to the rooftop, it was already too late.

His best friend, Xiao Shuran, who has nothing to say, is a life-and-death friendship immersed in the night together...

Zhu Fu Jingguang has died.

The black-haired man just sat quietly on the ground, leaning his back against the wall, and closed those beautiful and gentle cat eyes.

If one ignores the undulating chest, the overly pale complexion and the blood splashed on half of the cheek, Zhu Fu Jingguang seems to be asleep.

Blood gurgled out from the big hole in the heart that couldn't be plugged, forming a pool of blood.

The cell phone, which was pierced by bullets together with the heart, fell to the side, stained with bright red color, like the end of life, the most brilliant and splendid moment concentrated.

However, as the "Bourbon" of the black organization, instead of the police Jiang Guling, he could only swallow all the blood and tears, endured the throbbing pain in his heart, and treated the dead traitor ruthlessly.

Remember, at this time, you are "Bourbon".

Not down to zero.

He repeated it over and over in his mind.

Jiang Gu Ling couldn't stay, couldn't collect the body of Zhu Fu Jingguang who was a traitor in the organization, and couldn't show any concern for Xiao Xingran, so he could only turn around and leave after mocking the traitor and rye.

"Sorry, Fuguya, I was discovered...

Zero, I can only flee to the underworld. "

Hiro, no, please...!

It's me who should say sorry!

Jiang Guling's eyes widened, and the corners of his eyes seemed to be cracked, but he couldn't stop Zhu Fu Jingguang from being broken into pieces like a mirror.

He tried to catch and put it back together, but couldn't catch anything.

...Hiro! !

The blond-haired and brown-skinned man suddenly sat up on the tatami, panting heavily.

Jiang Gu Ling woke up from the inescapable nightmare.

"Ha... I'm dreaming again."

Jiang Gu Ling raised his bangs that were already soaked in cold sweat, those drooping eyes that were similar to Haro's were shining with complex lights at the moment.

Only when he dreamed back in the middle of the night, Jiang Gu Ling belonged to himself, and he didn't need to hide any emotions.

Jiang Gu Ling's heart was sore and astringent, it seemed that a little squeeze would bring tears to his eyes.

His heart and soul were crying, but his blue pupils were trembling, and his eyes were wide open, but no tears could be squeezed from the corners of his eyes.

Jiang Gu Ling put on a strong mask, pretending to be strong, fearless, and never know pain.

Maybe after a long time, you will even forget who you are.

Jiang Gu Ling pursed his chapped lips, the corners of his mouth were curved with a hint of self-deprecation.

He turned on his phone and checked the time.

It's time to get up.

Jiang Guling changed into a set of simple black and white sportswear, and called out to the little guy who had already woken up: "Hello, let's exercise together."

"Wow!" Shiba Inu responded happily.

What Jiang Gu Ling didn't know was that when he closed the door, "figures" invisible to normal people began to chatter and discuss.

If they can be seen, Jiang Gu Ling will definitely find that these "figures" seem to be floating, and their feet have not landed on the ground.

Because they are not human beings at all, but dead souls who stay in the world for some reason.

"I'm having a nightmare again, Furuya." Kenji Hagiwara, who had turned into a ghost, poked his head out and looked outside the door, then sighed.

Mr. Police, who died in a bombing case seven years ago, has already arrived in summer, and the weather is a bit hot. Even if he turned into a ghost, Kenji Hagiwara still habitually puts his end among the police, which looks a little long and not serious His hair was tied behind his head into a small knot with a rubber band.

Hagiwara Kenji's gorgeous peach blossom eyes are full of helplessness and distress at the moment.

But the distance between the living and the dead cannot be broken, they cannot communicate with Jiang Gu Ling, even if they have been by his side, watching everything that happened silently.

"Tch, I'm so grown up that I still don't know how to take care of myself." Matsuda Jinping with black curly hair said in a choked voice, even the other friends who were friends could hear the awkward concern in his words.

"Xiao Jinpei is ashamed to say Fuguya," Hagiwara Kenji strangled Matsuda Jinpei's neck, hanging lightly on his body, "You don't even think about how you lived those four years."

"Hey, I also understand a little bit, kid." As the big brother, Date Ko, although the two people in the blasting/demolition team did not work in the same area after graduation, Matsuda Jinpei has been working since Hagiwara Kenji's death in the line of duty. Crazy, but famous Metropolitan Police Department.

Even Datehang, who is some distance away, has heard of it a little bit.

Thinking of the sour and inexplicably dark history of the past, Matsuda Jinpei closed his mouth and stopped talking.

Wearing black mourning clothes (black suit) for four years, for Matsuda Jinpei, every day after the departure of Kenji Hagiwara, a young tame dyer and comrade-in-arms, is his funeral.

Send an email message to Hagiwara Kenji's mailbox every day, although those emails are destined to be unread and no one will click on them.Tossing and turning every night, having nightmares about Kenji Hagiwara's death, and yelling at him to "run away".

After turning into a ghost state afterwards, and getting together with Kenji Hagiwara, the person complained: "Why do you look like a widow, Xiaozhenping? You probably like me."

Responding to Kenji Hagiwara was Matsuda Jinpei's Fist of Breaking Faces, which came from embarrassment.

During those four years, Matsuda Jinpei, who couldn't swallow this breath, went desperately to the scene of various bombs/bomb dismantling, and became a difficult thorn in the back. In the end, he was caught by his boss who couldn't bear it and cherished talents. , took the opportunity to transfer from the explosive/explosive ordnance disposal squad of the machine/movement unit, and was assigned to the serious crime team of the first search section.

In the end, he still couldn't escape the curse of being killed in the line of duty, and died in the bombing case three years ago.

But fortunately, after the sacrifice, it was a blessing in disguise, and he was reunited with his friends.

It was a bit surprising when they were reunited. As the five most famous and outstanding graduates of the police academy, they died in the line of duty one by one in just a few years, leaving only Jiang Gu Ling one still alive. hold fast.

If this is God's will, if it is fate, it is too terrible.

It is precisely because they know that the living bear the pain of facing the fact that the dead have left, that Matsuda Jinhei and the others are so worried about Rei Futani, afraid that one day he will reach the peak/point and collapse in an instant.

Natalie, the only female ghost among them, patted the boys on the shoulders, giving silent comfort.

"Zero..." Zhu Fu Jingguang, who had been silent for a long time, had mixed feelings.

He knew his position in Jiang Gu Zero's heart, and wanted to pass on the power to Zero so that he would no longer be sad, but he had no choice.

The undead can't speak, because the living can't hear at all.

A group of elders sat next to each other, worrying about their friends.

But something different seems to be happening today.

"Wait, Zero seems to be back?" Zhu Fu Jingguang, who has extremely sensitive ears, heard the slight sound of footsteps coming from outside the door, "It's too early to come back from exercise at this time."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Ling Gu Ling open the door abruptly, and came running in a hurry without paying attention to the Shiba Inu Haro who was chasing after him with short legs.

In Jiang Gu Ling's arms, he was holding a young, but very familiar figure to the five-member police academy.

The several ghosts present all stared wide-eyed, their faces full of disbelief.

The little boy was still bleeding, obviously injured, he fell into a deep sleep, Fugu Ling didn't think that the tatami would be contaminated with blood, directly laid him on the tatami, rummaged to find the medicine box.

Matsuda Jinpei and the others could see the child's face more clearly.

A blue hooded jacket, short black hair, and raised eye tails, which look like cat eyes with a special charm...

If it weren't for the face that still looks immature, with baby fat, and the body that looks like it is only seven or eight years old, this child looks exactly like Zhu Fu Jingguang.

No, perhaps it should be said that he is [Zhu Fu Jingguang] - [Zhu Fu Jingguang] with a shrunken body.

what on earth is it? !

All kinds of conjectures emerged in the minds of a group of ghosts, including conspiracy theories and fantasies beyond the technological level of this world.

But what is certain now is that they must save the child.

"Let's talk about it after Jiangu saves this child, no matter who sent him on purpose, or other possibilities." Yi Dahang touched his head with a toothpick in his mouth and said.

***

Fugu Ling found 【Zhu Fu Jingguang】 when he went out for a run with Haro.

Although Haro is just a small Shiba Inu, Furutani Rei's requirements for him are still in accordance with the standard of ordinary police dogs.

After all, it is a dog raised by the police, so it can't be too bad.

"Okay, the next one, walk with your feet," Jiang Guling took the dog leash and let it go longer, "Hello, it's on!"

"1, 2, 1..."

The little white Shiba Inu obeyed the orders and started to move, closely following the footsteps of the master and the orders issued step by step.

Suddenly, the dog leash tightened.

Jiang Guling looked down, and found that Haro frowned his lovely broad bean eyebrows, and sniffed something with the tip of his nose moving.

Did Haro find something?

Jiang Gu Ling stopped and let go of the dog leash.

The dog leash is only for him to give orders to Harrow, and to obey the rules and discipline. As a well-trained dog, Harrow is actually very well-behaved and sensible. Even if he lets go of the leash, he doesn’t have to be afraid of it hurt someone.

After he untied the dog leash, Harrow rushed out in one direction, and before running away, he yelled at his master, signaling Jiang Gu Ling to follow.

Fugu Ling followed Haro and ran up.

For some reason, at this moment, he always had a vague premonition——

Something important is about to happen.

The little Shiba Inu took him all the way from the dam to the bottom of a flyover, and then barked at a bush.

Apparently, Harrow's discovery was hidden inside.

Jiang Gu Ling raised his index finger at Haro, gave a "shh", and at the same time lightened his steps, approaching the grass half a person's height step by step.

Jiang Gu Ling brushed aside the extraordinarily lush weeds, and he noticed that the peripheral weeds were deliberately reserved to act as a "protective color" and were not overwhelmed.

However, the weeds in the center of the inside have been almost crushed.

Jiang Gu Ling also noticed that there were blood stains on the fallen weeds that were not easy to find. It seemed that someone had wiped them on purpose, but the situation might be too urgent to completely eliminate them.

He is a person with certain anti-reconnaissance capabilities.

Jiang Gu made a conclusion, and secretly became vigilant in his heart.

However, after he saw the familiar figure lying on the ground in the grass, obviously losing too much blood and falling into a coma, and in urgent need of rescue, all of this became a thought——

'We must save him! '

That was the appearance of Zhu Fu Jingguang when he was a child.

As a young tame dye who is familiar with each other, Furutani Ling can't forget the appearance.

Although his rationality was telling him many suspicious things, he even had the idea of ​​"could it be that the organization in black already suspected that there was a problem with his identity, so they sent someone with the same appearance to test him".

However, the long-lost reunion deep in his soul tells him that there is no way to be wrong, he is [Zhu Fu Jingguang], a [Zhu Fu Jingguang] who has not yet died, but has shrunk just like that little detective .

If not, so what?

He also just saved the child when he was playing the good old man "Toru Amuro", just to maintain his own personality, just play on the occasion.

But as Jiang Guling, he couldn't stand Zhu Fu Jingguang dying again in front of him.

It doesn't matter if it's fake or it's true.

We must save him!

Jiang Guling preliminarily checked the injuries on 【Zhu Fu Jingguang】.

The vital signs are still stable at present, and Jiang Guling found that the original wound that pierced the heart, like a miracle bestowed by God, is improving unconsciously. The only strange thing is that the wound has a tendency to heal , but the blood still kept flowing.

For the sake of safety and confidentiality, Fugu Ling decided to take the child home for treatment, hemostasis the wound at home, and asked Kazami to secretly call a doctor to give the child a blood transfusion.

Although his mind was organized in an orderly manner and he was quite calm, but after he called Kazami Yuya and picked up the young body, he still unknowingly quickened his pace, wishing he could get home sooner.

Faster, faster...

It seems that this can restore the original tragedy.

"Zhu Fu, isn't this child really your son? He really looks like him."

"Hagiwara, I don't even have a girlfriend, so I can't have children!"

"Oh, the kid is awake!"

……very noisy.

When Yazawa Haruto returned to the vest of [Zhu Fu Jingguang], he opened his eyes and saw himself lying on the tatami in an apartment, surrounded by a circle of ghosts of dogs.