Conan: Goodbye, Brewery, I'm running away

Looking at the Beretta pressed against her forehead, Akikawa Sarana ignored the sound of the system in her head gasping for breath out of fear. The small system was even worried that she would be distracted, so it cut off its own voice at the first opportunity.

Listening to Chianti's crazy laughter, Akikawa Sarana looked calmly at Gin in front of her...ah, no, it was Gin's black coat. She couldn't see the face of Gin, who was a head taller than her.

"Isn't what I said the truth? You have to take such risks when you ask me to do this kind of mission."

Akikawa Sarina, who couldn't feel the coldness of the gun muzzle between her eyebrows through a layer of disguise, continued: "Vermouth is not here now, and I don't want to go out with a disguise that has traces of gun muzzle. Oh, by the way, do I still need to wear this face?"

"Hmph, no need."

Gin answered her with his gun put away. "Follow Bourbon's instructions for your future infiltration investigations. That mystic is quite proficient in this."

As he said this, he glanced coldly at Akikawa Sarina and said, "Limu, if the mission fails, you will have to enter Laboratory No. 4 in advance."

Once again experiencing Gin's answer to every question, Akikawa Sarana's mouth twitched, and then she heard the other party mention Laboratory No. 4, her fingers curled slightly, "I know."

It seems that this mission is indeed very important. At least it has been a long time since they have threatened her with Laboratory No. 4.

Then she looked at Chianti who had just been shouting wildly, and said slowly: "Chianti, you are a sniper, don't act like an indiscriminate killer. This will make you look very stupid."

Cohen grabbed Chianti who was about to rush forward. It was not because he was afraid that his partner would suffer a loss, but he was worried that if Chianti punched him, something might happen to Limu, and then the other party could take the opportunity to escape this mission, and then Chianti would be the one who suffered the loss.

If he didn't take action, his partner would be even less able to defeat Limu. After all, they just didn't like the fact that the other party was from Vermouth. There was no need to fight with the other party at this time.

Seeing Chianti being held by Cohen, Akikawa Sarana felt it was boring. She looked at Gin again and said, "Can I not meet Bourbon if I want to work with him?"

Gin glanced at Akikawa Sarina with a casual look, as if he saw through her. "It's up to you, as long as you don't mess up the mission."

"Hahaha, what's the matter, Limu, are you afraid of Bourbon?" Chianti, who was held by Cohen, laughed loudly. She seemed to have caught something on Limu. "Isn't his face always popular among you guys?"

Akikawa Sarana ignored Chianti and said, "If there's nothing else for me to do, I'll leave first."

Seeing Gin nod, Akikawa Sarina turned around and left the warehouse.

Having already gotten the information she wanted, she really couldn't stay here any longer. If she stayed even a second longer, she would have wanted to call the police and have those people arrested.

It was not until Akikawa Sarana got into the car that she heard her system let out a long sigh of relief.

[Tongzi, are you scared? ]

The next second, Akikawa Sarana heard her own Tomoko's choking voice, [Host, wuwuwu, have you always lived such a hard life in the past? Wuwuwu, host, I'm sorry for you. ]

If it hadn't made a mistake in operation, its host wouldn't have had to go through such a hard life, with a gun pointed at his head by accident. And in Laboratory No. 4, looking at the host's skilled appearance, he must be used to it.

At this moment, the system finally felt what kind of trouble it had brought to the host.

[Wow, host, you are so kind... Host, why don't you complain to me. ]

The small system choked and muttered, and then Akikawa Sarana saw the red complaint button dragged out by the system suddenly appear below her sight.

[Didn't I say before that if I file a complaint against you, your system will be sent back to the factory for a reset? Isn't that the same as death for you? ]

[That's right. 】

The system sound was very low, and just by listening to it, you could tell that it was very afraid of being sent back to the factory for a reset. [But... Host, you have suffered so much because of me, it is normal for me to be sent back to the factory for a reset.]

[Tongzi, I am in this state, but I still struggled to live until you restarted. You should also struggle a little more. Death is so scary.]

This was what she had told the system before. If it was in the past, she would have complained to the system directly. But now she has seen the effectiveness of the compensation the system said at that time. Complaining to the system will not change the life she has already experienced, so she thinks it is meaningless.

Moreover, the small system is quite well behaved and has a low sense of presence. After being restarted for so long, if it were not for the daily tasks that were refreshed, she would often forget that she even had such a system.

[Okay, please put away your complaint button. It's affecting my driving.]

After hearing what Akikawa Sarana said, the system quickly retracted the complaint button into the reduced system panel.

[Tongzi, please help me investigate the news about the Three Fire Sect and compile some information.]

Hearing the host giving it work to do, [Okay, host. ]

[Don't use a method that consumes energy. Just take it slow. It's better to save your energy and save it just in case.]

[Ok, host. 】

......

In a villa somewhere in Tokyo.

It was noon in late autumn, and the sun was shining brightly outside. A ray of sunlight tried to squeeze into the dim room through the gap in the curtains, but it could not get in at all. The room was silent, and even the air was filled with a dull and decayed atmosphere. Time seemed to be frozen in this room.

A shadow hung over the room, making it seem mysterious and silent.

In the entire dim room, there was only one bright light from the computer monitor.

The door of the room was gently pushed open from the outside, and a person walked into the room and sat directly at the desk.

The man first browsed the news about all the recent arson cases on the Internet, looking at the exaggerated reports in the media and the messy speculations of those people on the forum.

He sneered, "It's just like what the master said before, these people are just a bunch of rabble, and they need the power of fire to purify them!"

Then the man skillfully opened a chat software on his computer that was not publicly available on the market. There was nothing extra in this chat software, only a chat room that could only be entered by connecting to a specific dark web. The avatar of the chat room was a fiery red flaming bird.

There are not many records in the chat room, and the most active speech was 10 minutes ago.

Anonymous: Everyone, I'm ready and planning to go to Saitama tomorrow.

Anonymous: Saitama? Come on! I'm blessing you from Hokkaido!

Anonymous: Blessings to you!

Anonymous: May the gods bless you.

The person sitting in front of the computer looked at the messages in the chat room, with an exaggerated smile on his face, and he slowly typed on the keyboard...

Yan: I wish you success.