Gin is doing charity again today [Comprehensive]

"If you don't believe it, you can take these tools to complete a tentative mission first. During this time, we will cover your tracks for you. Please go to the mission location with confidence. After you complete the mission, the answer will be clear. "

"The task is very simple. Prevent the 'Penguin King' in Tomoeda Town from being reversed by the magic card 'Reversal'. Since Mr. Gin is an ordinary person, we will provide you with the same tools. I wish you success."

As the light on the equipment "transmitted" by the woman went out, the room returned to its original darkness and silence.

Gin thought for a long time, surprised that he actually believed the woman's evil, sneered, bent down to pick up the equipment - a plastic bag containing two plastic gloves and a coil of fishing line.

The words "Sanlitun Unified Wholesale" are also printed on the bag. I don't know if I am joking with him.

The equipment from this high-dimensional universe is really simple.

In the evening of the next day, Gin, who was so bored at the hotel after reading the current affairs news for most of the day, walked out slowly, and took the subway to the address given by the mysterious woman——Tomoedacho Park.

At that time, he changed out of the black clothes that represented the identity of the organization, a simple shirt and trousers with a khaki coat, a tuft of silver hair, and a beret. Like an unsuccessful artist, exuding a decadent and elegant charm.

When arriving at the destination, the sky has already been covered with a thick layer of gray and black, and the dots of stars and the sunset glow that have not yet faded complement each other, forming a beautiful and magnificent scene.Along the way, the breeze swayed the ubiquitous tree shadows, creating a sense of crampedness.In the park, however, the site is open, forming a world of its own.

The park is not big, so it should be an entertainment place specially prepared for children. There are swings, slides, and trampolines of children's size everywhere. The most eye-catching one is the big slide in the shape of a penguin in the center, which is probably what the woman said "King Penguin".

It was already night at this time, there were not many pedestrians on the street, and there was no one in the park.Seeing that the situation here is still calm for the time being, Qin Jiu simply took the plastic bag given by the woman and sat at the exit of the "Penguin King" slide, knocked out a cigarette from the cigarette case and put it in his mouth, but did not light it, just suppressing his addiction.

Before today, he had never been to Tomoeda Town, but looking at it now, it was much quieter and more peaceful than other places, especially compared to Mihua Town where a certain Shinigami elementary school student lived.The name of that little detective is also very popular in the organization, and the attribute of killing people wherever he goes is rare. I heard that he himself is deeply troubled by this.

Gin doesn't think so.For detectives, this kind of attribute is comparable to turning stones into gold, as soon as you leave the house, you can start a business, and the wealth is nothing more than that.

It was rare to have free time, and as soon as his mind relaxed, all kinds of strange thoughts surfaced, growing wildly one after another.Some of them are things that I usually think about but don't have time to think about them, and some are thoughts that I thought of and then I threw them to the back of my mind because of my busy schedule. Because I often have to concoct conspiracies and attack opponents, he has never allowed himself to think too much. Now whenever I have free time, my brain will "storm" itself, and many messy thoughts come out.

From Conan's "death buff", to Akai Shuichi's "immortal. Spear. Art", to Amuro Toru's "serious nonsense", and scattered small things in the organization.The "brainstorm" of Gin Jiu became more and more violent, and there was a tendency to be unable to stop. Fortunately, before he recalled his two and a half failure history, a task that needed him to complete appeared.

King Penguin, it moved.

No, not only the King Penguin, but the whole park is turned upside down driven by a mysterious oriental force.The swing was hung upside down, the trampoline and the seesaw jumped into the sky to dance the waltz together, and the king penguin even rushed tens of meters into the sky, then fell down hard, plunged into the ground, and made a big hole in the soft sand.

The gravity here has become very chaotic, all objects fly towards the mid-air recklessly, and then hit the ground in the opposite posture without going forward. The tidy children's entertainment place has become half a "ruin".

If Mr. Newton saw this scene, he would definitely be happy to come back to life.

At this point, the only creature in normal form in the park is Gin.He could feel an unknown powerful force acting on him, wanting to overturn him and the rest of the objects, and plant him upside down into the ground.However, the plastic bag in his hand continuously flashed silver-white light, which firmly blocked that force and could not erode him in the slightest.

Unexpectedly, the plastic bags of "Sanlitun Unified Wholesale" have this effect. Sure enough, people and things can't be judged by appearance.

"Don't be shy, just do it!"

Qin Jiu's vision and hearing flickered at the same time, and the appearance of the woman appeared vaguely in front of his eyes, and he put his hands together and said the above sentence with compassion.

... Mental pollution?

Shaking his head to get rid of that second of distraction, Qin Jiu stood in the middle of the messy entertainment facilities, looking for the guy who caused trouble.

What did the woman say then?The magic card "Reversal"...meaning it was a card that messed up here?

With the reference, the gin searched more carefully.It's a pity that he didn't find the card, but because it couldn't be overturned, it aroused the anger of the mysterious creature-it started to roll up nearby objects and smash it towards him.

He dexterously avoided objects one by one, and by the way, looked around and listened to all directions to find the culprit who caused this "grand occasion".Perhaps he was once again irritated by his actions, the thrown objects transitioned from a small wooden bench to a seesaw that was just circling happily in the air. In the end, even the king penguin was almost smashed at him by the gun. The emotion was overflowing, and even the sound of the wind became extraordinarily shrill.

Speaking of which, the wind is very noisy tonight.

The headband was blown off by the strong wind, and Gin Jiu's beautiful long silver hair fluttered like a wild snake in the wind, quite like the arrival of a villain leader.He suddenly realized something, looked in the direction of the wind, and at the end of his eyes was a stone chair, the kind that was one meter long and half a meter wide.

Around the stone chair, there is a circle of mist-like things that are so light and almost transparent that they almost completely melt into the night.

Could it be that was the instigator of this mess?

Qin Jiu squinted his phoenix pupils, quickly drew out his gun, loaded it and swung his hand, and a sharp bullet hit the cloud of mist.The bullet pierced through its body and embedded itself in the stone chair, causing no substantial damage to it. However, it flinched humanly, let go of the stone chair in fear, and rushed to the side roaring.

Can't physical attacks hurt it...

The pistol gun turned around at the fingertips and retracted the pocket. Gin thought for a few seconds, tore open the plastic bag, took out the plastic gloves and put them on, then wrapped the fishing line around his wrist, and jumped with his right hand on the upside-down seesaw. With force under his feet, he approached the cloud of mist in the blink of an eye.

The screams symbolizing fear reverberated like waves, and the mist fled quickly among the facilities messed up by it, panicking like a frightened small animal, which made people feel pitiful.Of course, this "person" does not include gin. How could he feel pity for a cloud of mist that has no shape?

With his long legs, he ran "swish", like a cheetah in a hunting state, running over the fog at a speed beyond ordinary people's imagination, and bumped into the king penguin in a panic, and then couldn't dodge for a while, and was caught by his hands live.

That's right, the one that uses "打" means "打" when the monkey fishes for the moon.

The moment Gin's palm touched the mist, the plastic glove burst into a burst of dazzling light, freezing it inch by inch into a hard ice-like entity, and hilariously left a hole on the top just enough for a fishing line to pass through. The small hole that passed through probably means that he should string up the hockey puck and hang it on the branch of a tree to dry.

I don't know if it was his illusion, but when the burst of light burst out, the figure of the mysterious woman reappeared, still clasped her palms together, and said with a pitiful face, "Profound meaning—Bingtuozi!"

...It really is mental pollution, right?

Shaking his head, Gin took off the fishing line wrapped around his wrist and strung up the ice puck, tapped on the smooth surface with his fingers, and saw the mist trapped inside twisted his body, conveying a pitiful begging for mercy .

Should it be called a magical creature?It was so humane that he wanted to take it back and study it for a while.

Gin touched his chin with great interest and thought about it, but regretfully decided to hang it on the tree to dry.If he had encountered such an interesting thing before he rebelled against the organization, he would have tried his best to take it back and let those scientists study it.It's a pity that he is a veritable traitor now, and he can't go back and can't control them. It's not a wise choice to bring such a magical creature too much.

What if he is discovered by some pervert and even takes him to dissect this magical creature?

But then again, if he hadn't betrayed the organization, he probably wouldn't have encountered this creature.

After thinking for a while, Gin hung the ice ball that blocked the fog on the tree, and looked back—hey, the park was just hit by a typhoon of magnitude [-] and then an earthquake of magnitude [-], and the layers and textures were messed up. Mess up art.

All kinds of entertainment facilities were scattered everywhere, and the only one intact was King Penguin.It was hit by the mist just now, and it probably knocked out the upside-down gravity effect by the way. Now it is standing upright, like a pole, and there is a big hole smashed by it beside it.

Tsk, no accident, it will definitely be the headline of tomorrow's news paper.

Qin Jiu expressed inexplicable emotion, and suddenly thought that his mission was to protect King Penguin from being planted upside down into the ground.Although the cloud of mist made a splash, it was considered to have helped him complete the task by accident, so he didn't need to clean it up.

Finally, he hit the puck, said "thank you", put his hands in his pockets, and walked away in a low-key manner.

……

Back at the hotel, when he opened the door, Gin was not surprised to see a woman shining like a light bulb again... No, she should be called No. 97 now, because she has gained his trust.

Even a very, very little bit.

"Congratulations to Mr. Gin for completing the mission with a blind cat and a dead mouse." No. 97 came up and told the truth, the smile on his face was still as standard as a ruler, "Now, you should believe what I said, right?"

He took off his hat and threw it on the bed. Gin tilted his head slightly, and his thin lips curved slightly, viciously and willfully: "I can believe that you come from a high-dimensional universe and have incredible abilities. But——you What kind of proof can I use to reduce my sentence for doing this?"

No. 97 calmly reported a series of numbers, and then said: "The sentence you had to receive in Japan before was life imprisonment. In other countries that have not abolished the death penalty, you need to be shot for 15 minutes. Now the sentence has been changed: In this country, it is 90 years. In some western countries where there is no death penalty but there is no upper limit on the fixed-term imprisonment, that is, the ashes must be placed in prison after death, it is 300 years. In countries that have not abolished the death penalty, the shooting time is changed to twelve minutes. .You can call this number to check."

Qin Jiu frowned, looked at her suspiciously for a while, and then dialed the phone in doubt.

There were a few "beeps" from the microphone, and when it was picked up over there, a mellow male voice said, "Who is that?"

Gin almost threw the phone out - it was Akai Shuichi!

He stared coldly at No. 97, but saw her calmly made a "please" gesture, signaling him to ask boldly, and she would take care of any accidents.

Taking a few deep breaths, Gin Jiu, who didn't want to confess, put the phone back to his ear, and said in a deep voice, "I, Gin Jiu..."

Then he took a lot of effort to swallow the word "paying money", and God knows why he wanted to answer this sentence inexplicably.

There was a weird silence for a long time, probably sorting out the three views and sorting out the wording, and it took a long time before he said in a strange tone: "...Oh, what's the matter with you?"

Such a normal conversation, with a trace of abnormality revealed in the normal.

One is the ace of the FBI, and the other is the mahjong of the black organization... Oh no, the leader of the four kings of crime, the two can actually make a phone call calmly. This scene is comparable to the friendly meeting between the leaders of two countries.

"...It's okay, I just want to ask, if you catch me now, how long will you be sentenced according to the sentencing standards of your own country and Western countries without the death penalty?" Gin Jiu pretended to be nonchalant ask.

"..." The other side was silent for a long time. It should be that the reconstruction of the Three Views was not strong enough, and it collapsed again. After a few minutes, he said: "Our country has 90 years, and there is no death penalty in Western countries... At present, I can only provide the United States. Numbers, 300 years."

Qin Jiu subconsciously looked at No. 97, and she spread her hands with a puzzled smile on her face.

"What about countries with the death penalty?"

Over there: "...just shoot... for twelve minutes, if your crime is replaced by the number of bullets."

"...Thank you." Thank you awkwardly but politely. Before he could react, Gin quickly hung up the phone and stared at No. 97.

After looking at each other for a few minutes, he wiped his face and asked in a hoarse voice, "Tell me what 'Doomsday Charity' is."

The corner of No. 97's mouth raised half a centimeter with difficulty: "My honor."

……

Mihua Town 21-chome [-].

Akai Shuichi, who changed into the appearance of Okiya Subaru, held a spatula in one hand and a mobile phone in the other, staring at the words "call ended" on the screen, unable to react for a long time.

Was it Gin who called him just now?

He also asked about his own sentencing standards?

Am I still awake?Do you want to give yourself a trick called "Broken Face Fist for Awakening from Dream"?Otherwise, this is too unrealistic, okay?

By the way, how did Gin know his personal number?

Akai Hideichi looked as steady as an old dog on the outside, but he was so confused inside that he didn't even notice that his fried eggs were burnt.