Conan: I Am Not a Snake Spirit

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There was silence in the ward.

Conan and Akai Shuichi are both thinking hard.

Insufficient understanding, insufficient pre-judgment conditions...

"Mr. Akai, we are preparing for the pre-war meeting!"

There was a shout from the FBI agent outside the door, this time it was really going to be a pre-war meeting.

Akai Shuichi turned his head and responded to the door, "Okay, right now!"

Shui Wulianai waited for the sound of footsteps outside before he lowered his voice and said, "Actually, you don't have to worry too much, I am a member of the Jinjiu operation team, and the plan to get me back should be the responsibility of Jinjiu, and others will not interfere too much. , and Luck too, Gin and he seem to have a certain pattern of getting along, and they rarely object to each other's decisions in action."

"That is to say, the formulation and implementation of their plans will be mainly based on gin, so we don't need to make too many adjustments to our plans," Akai Shuichi felt a lot more relaxed, feeling that his mind was gradually clear, and thought, "But if If he finds any problems in the action, he will definitely remind Gin, right? It is also possible that in the plan, Gin will mainly take you back, and he will kill me, without interfering and cooperating with each other. Come and say, we can also divide the plan into two parts, let the organization take back your plan, and execute it step by step. As for Lack, I will hold him back and let him inadvertently remind others, even if if possible……"

Conan's heart skipped two beats, and he raised his head and glanced at Akai Xiu.

If they could, they could set a trap and catch Rak.

Catch Lack and defeat the organization is just around the corner!

Akai Xiuichi slowed down, the ideal is good, but it is difficult to arrest people, or the main thing is to send water and go back to the undercover, and you don't have to have too much hope in designing the capture of Lack, and the follow-up plans have to be adjusted, "If you go In the step I said, Luck should want to see my death, and he looks forward to that scene more than Gin, so, in the final plan..."

"If that's the case," Conan raised his head and smiled brightly at Akai Shuichi, "Although I don't have a better way, I have a small suggestion..."

...

No. 119, Cupido-cho 1-chome, the basement of the building.

In the ring hall, the ceiling lamp glowed faintly.

Indistinguishable electronic synthesized voices came from the microphone, "Yes, seven years ago, the organization had an important operation near Hyde Park in the United Kingdom."

Standing in the dimly lit hall, Chi Feichi said calmly, "What I want to know is what he meant by those words..."

Seven years ago in London, England.

In front of the subway station, the sky that had just rained was still a little gloomy.

A young couple hugged at the entrance, smiling softly and saying goodbye.

The old man stood under the porch, bowed his head and adjusted the corners of his clothes, the black umbrella was leaning against the wall, the tip of the umbrella was leaking a little bit of water.

The two couples walked out of the subway station with their two children. The two women held their children tightly, chatting and laughing together in a low voice. The two men discussed their travel plans together.

A middle-aged woman passed by the old man, her high-heeled shoes clacked on the standing water, and the splashed water fell on the upper of the shoes, but it did not get the attention of the owner. The woman just raised her wrist and looked at it with a serious face Checking the watch, he quickened his pace again, until he almost collided with a young boy who ran out, was stopped from his hurried footsteps, and cried out in fright.

The two passed by, the boy ran out without stopping, and the middle-aged woman hurried into the subway station after muttering a word.

The previous voice alarmed the old man under the corridor and the couple who were tired at the entrance of the subway station.

The old man looked sideways, and his eyes reflected the boy's well-cut clothes, as well as the boy's black hair, purple eyes, and tightly pursed mouth that had been blown up by the wind. Soon, only a back was left. in the pupil.

The intimate couple no longer blocked the road. The man stretched out his hand and pulled the woman aside to avoid being bumped into. He looked at the boy who lowered his head and ran past in surprise and doubt.

The two couples stood beside a taxi on the side of the road, busy hailing their children to get into the taxi, until the teenager ran behind, a young mother turned her head curiously and looked at the back of the half-old child who ran into the park.

"What happened? What happened to the child?"

"I don't know..."

The teenager turned a deaf ear to everything around him. After entering the park, he plunged into the boulevard, slowed his pace, leaned against a big tree with rough bark by the roadside, and looked up at a drop of rain that had not dripped from the tips of the leaves hanging above him for a long time. , breathing slightly.

An hour ago, in the drawer of his mother's desk, he inadvertently saw a letter pressed at the bottom... refusing him to enroll in Eton.

'Come to the UK to go to school and spend more time with my busy mother'... At the moment when this dream was broken, all these years of hard work seemed to be worthless.

She doesn't want him to come, she wants him to stay in other countries on the other side of the ocean!

Could it be that in her heart, he was a burden that would interfere with her work?

Above, the raindrops gathered at the tips of the leaves finally fell.

A second before the drop of water fell on his face, the boy closed his eyes that were gradually filled with unwillingness and pain.

The water droplets fell on the white face and slid down the cheeks, as if to divide the still immature face into two halves with transparent lines...

At least not far away, that's how the old man with a black umbrella hung on his arms.

Because under his quiet gaze, when the drop of water flowed to the boy's jawbone, the boy's originally repressed expression suddenly turned cold. Sen Leng, like a cub that was quietly licking its wounds, turned into a lone wolf with sharp claws but proudly standing on the top of the mountain in the next second.

Although it is still the same face, although the expression of restrained emotions is similar, the two completely different feelings, switching in the blink of an eye, are strangely abrupt.

Under the tree, the young man looked at the old man standing quietly on the road with his head smooth and shiny, then withdrew his gaze, stood up straight, turned his head and looked around, as if he had just arrived here, with a vigilant look at the unfamiliar environment, He seemed to be thinking about something.

The old man didn't stand still any longer, and started to walk forward.

The young man also turned his head to look again, and frowned slightly as the old man approached.

The visitor looked not so old, but the deep wrinkles at the corners of his eyes still revealed the fact that he was not young.

The clothes are a very gentlemanly black suit, with a camel coat over it, neat and without the slightest wrinkles, looks like a particular, rich, calm and graceful old man, but...

The bottom plate is very stable, not only the stability brought by self-confidence and calmness, but also the traces of long-term training, and when the hem of the other party's coat swayed back due to walking, the outline of the pistol was exposed in the pocket of the suit trousers.

Not a simple person!

"Don't be nervous, I'm not hostile."

When the old man was still some distance away from the young man, he took the initiative to open his mouth, speaking fluent English, his tone was neither rushed nor slow, and his voice was very calm, "But you can't stay here, and you can't stay near here."

The young man was silent for a while, and when the old man came to him, he replied in English, "Thank you for reminding me, but isn't your head cold?"

When the old man approached, he also smelled a faint smell of gunpowder smoke.

Saying that he can't stay here is to remind him that something terrible may happen in the vicinity soon, and let him leave early.

The reason why it is not a 'warning' but a 'reminder' is because the old man did not do anything that would arouse others' vigilance. It only hangs on the side where he can see it. Similarly, the pace of walking has not suddenly become faster or slower. As the old man said, this is expressing 'no malice', so naturally it will not be a 'warning'.

The old man stopped and looked at the young man with a strange expression on his face, and the muscles around the corner of his mouth moved slightly, as if he didn't know how to respond to the question 'Is your head cold?'.

"Sorry, I don't think I should have asked that," the young man looked calm and apologized kindly, and after a second, he seemed to get worse again, "but I'm really curious, the weather is a little cold today, why don't you wear a hat when you wear so thick? ."

The old man was silent for a while, "Because the head is not cold."

A faint smile suddenly appeared on the boy's face, "Uncle, you are so humorous."

"You ran past me just now," the old man looked at the young man and said, "Don't you remember?"

The teenager's attitude doesn't matter, "I don't remember."

"Remember the way home?" the old man asked again.

"I don't remember." The young man's attitude was still casual. He looked at the old man's left eye and said nothing. From the corner of his vision, he saw someone at the intersection of the boulevard. He turned his head towards the intersection and raised his chin, "Someone is coming."

Over there, two burly men dressed in black walked to the intersection, glanced here, and spoke with their heads lowered.

"It's my people, it's all around here," the old man said, then looked back, took out his mobile phone from his coat pocket, and said to the other side after answering, "I'll take care of it, they'll go to the memorial fountain first to find them. Amberf..."

The young man turned his head to pay attention to the two men who turned and left over there. Suddenly, his face was covered with white smoke, and his vision was completely blocked. After the smoke dissipated, the world was spinning, but he also noticed the middle of the old man's palm and the phone. There is a black mechanical block with a small hole.

"Technology is good."

"It's okay to deal with you, but I just want you to sleep for a while... Now it's troublesome for you to come out..."

The blurred figure of the old man was pulled very high, and the phone in his hand was still in his ear, not sure whether he was talking to the person over there, talking to the teenager, or talking to himself.

"Yeah, there again...still don't remember me at all...not sure if it's the same..."

The world turns to darkness.

...

"I still don't remember me at all, not sure if it's the same..."

Chi Feichi took out a cigarette and bit it, then lowered his head and pulled out a match from his pocket, "I heard this before I lost consciousness."

He wanted to light a cigarette to calm down.

Recently, he has been recalling the lucid dreams of his previous life, and what he remembers now is this time, except for the time when he met Nanatsuki Yueshui, and the time when he climbed over the wall and walked down the street in the middle of the night.

Not in Japan, but in the UK.

When I opened my eyes, I saw myself standing in a suspected park, under a tree, not far away there was an old man with a bare head looking at me silently, having some confusing conversations, and then...

Was put down, woke up from a dream.

In his previous life, he thought it was outrageous. The hypnotic gas spreads quickly in the air, and the content of hypnotic ingredients is not too high. Whether it is inhalation anesthesia or pouring anesthetics on a handkerchief, it takes a period of time to inhale through the nose and mouth. Let the other party inhale a sufficient amount of anesthetic ingredients.

Even if it is hypnotic gas, it should be released in the space, and the hypnotic gas in the space should be guaranteed to last for a period of time, in order to achieve the effect of making people drowsy.

In an open place like a park, spraying an unknown gas on a person's face makes the person fall down in an instant. This is unscientific!

That's why he didn't guard against 'gas attack' in the dream, so he couldn't help but say 'the technology is good' before he was brought down. After waking up, it was a dream, and it didn't feel strange. Anything could happen in the dream. .

And now think about it, in this world, this 'unscientific' doesn't seem very strange...

Last night~www.NovelMTL.com~ When he was researching 'whether human beings love themselves in nature', he saw a picture of a certain scene in a movie from a pile of materials, and saw the male protagonist standing in the tree on the horse riding road in Hyde Park. The photo below suddenly reminded me of this lucid dream.

Once recalled, these kinds of dreams seemed to be very clear. He still clearly remembered the ground under his feet wet by the rain, the old man's dejected prosthetic eye in his left eye socket, and every word and sound of the conversation between the two.

Guess this is the person from the organization, because the other party mentioned 'Amberf'. Although it may be a foreign name, Amberf is also a beer from Brazil. The output and sales volume are very amazing. Bev', he inevitably remembered.

In addition to the two men in black at the intersection, the left eye of the old man who was talking to him was a prosthetic eye...

After thinking about it for a day, he decided to ask that person directly.

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