[Comprehensive] My god judge is scary

Edgar Gabriel.

Judging from people's conversations, this should be the man's full name announced to the public.

He has close ties with the government behind the scenes, and firmly holds a lot of confidential resources. While being extremely valued, he also has a high status and command authority among the staff, and is highly respected.

Even roughly, should, maybe, might...be good at using powers that go against science.

For such a character to appear beside him and ask to talk to him alone... Conan has always been very suspicious and vigilant.

He has never heard of such a foreign figure as Edgar in the government before, but this can still be understood because the field that this person is good at is the field of metaphysics that he will never pay too much attention to.But ignoring the sleeping Kogoro and looking straight to himself, this is very worth pondering.

The identity that Edogawa Conan showed to the outside world was nothing more than an elementary school student who had been honored by the famous detective Mori Kogoro and accompanied him as an assistant to solve many cases.What's more, recently, there is a small group like the Boys Detective Group that has covered him a lot of light. As an elementary school student who doesn't accept interviews among the members, he should be even more inconspicuous.

In this way, the purpose of this person looking for him to discuss in detail is very suspicious.

Who is he?

"Hmm~ a brave hero or something like that?"

Conan couldn't help trembling when he heard the reply in his ear that seemed to read his own thoughts.

That is, when he frowned and fell into thinking about whether the other party had a special function similar to mind reading, Edgar seemed to sigh because he couldn't get a response.Then, with a "click", the door was locked.

"...!?"

Conan belatedly realized that the two of them were really alone in the secret room now, and Edgar's tall figure even covered the direct sunlight coming in from the window, forming a gloomy black shadow covering his body.He nervously leaned against the door panel, and slowly moved his fingers towards the button with the inflatable football.

"Don't worry too much." Edgar glanced at the button, quickly lost interest and looked away, then stared at Conan and said, "It's different from your physique where there are cases wherever you go. I’m a good person who always turns things into a comedy of false alarms and has a deep bond with peace.”

Nothing is right!But... why can't I seem to refute it? ? ?

Conan was unwilling to speak out quietly, but he didn't dare to really provoke the other party. He just stuck to the door like a plaster, and refused to remove it no matter what.

In this regard, Edgar did not force anything, he just took a few steps back and sat directly on the bed.

Seeing that he distanced himself from him, Conan also breathed a sigh of relief.But after a while, the other party's words lifted his heart again.

I saw Edgar patted the soft bed and asked him gently: "Come and sit?"

He seemed like a gracious big brother next door.In fact, in Conan's memory, this person did not do anything outrageous. On the contrary, he reminded himself of the clues of the real murderer behind the scenes and saved Komaeda.However, the warning lights in Conan's subconscious kept beeping, and the detective's intuition kept shouting for danger.

In the end, he shook his head, and refused cautiously and nervously in a way that would least irritate the other party.

Edgar didn't care about it, and just said softly, "It's so cold. Well, you will lie down anyway." Then he smiled and started talking with the heels of his palms on his face, "Then we will Let's talk."

Although his previous sentence was whispered, there was no intention of concealing it. Conan easily heard the small whisper.The full confidence in this sentence made him feel another chill, and he had a strong sense of foreboding.

"I haven't greeted you seriously yet. Long time no see, Conan."

"???"

Obviously, this greeting far exceeded Conan's expectations, making his eyes widen.

haven't seen you for a long time?

He quickly searched for information related to this person in his mind, but as he said before, he didn't have any impression.

So this person appeared in front of him with a different appearance before...?

Conan kept thinking.In his memory, there are indeed quite a few characters who can change their appearance and voice: his mother who is a famous actor, Belmode who pretends to be other people from time to time, pretending and likes women's clothes (wearing Xiaolan's clothes) )'s Phantom Thief...blah blah blah.

But as long as it is spliced ​​with the picture of this man standing in a pool of blood contentedly at that time, there will be a strong sense of disobedience.

In his cognition, the only person who is so daring and fearsome is Gin, who is so arrogant that he can shoot the Tokyo Tower with a fighter jet.But the personalities of these two people are obviously diametrically opposed, and it is absolutely impossible for Qin Jiu to chat leisurely with him in the same room.

Moreover, Edgar's calm attitude of standing at the scene of the crime and waiting to be surrounded is so calm that it is so impressive.What was even more strange was that he felt that he had definitely seen this kind of guy who could talk and laugh with a knife on his neck, but he couldn't think of anyone similar to Edgar for a while.

"...!"

Conan, who had been meditating all this time, suddenly raised his head, "I see! You are the member of the cult organization associated with the Black Organization!"

He began to explain the reasoning process eloquently: "The two men with knives I saw on the deck are exactly the two men I saw in the park a few months ago. They are so distinctive, and they can't be wrong !"

"And then, according to your appearance, black hair and red eyes, you are that child..." He paused, "...'s father! Because you were sitting in that dark commercial vehicle and observing everything at that time, you have a relationship with me." Intersection, and later investigated the relevant information, and learned about my past!"

"Ow!"

Conan screamed and covered his forehead.He looked up quite aggrieved, and found that it was Edgar who gave him a loud brain crash.

"Obviously it was very well-founded before, but it is really full of imagination later on." Edgar admired from the bottom of his heart, and then explained the truth, "At that time, you were still guessing whether I had changed after taking the medicine. Where is the little cult leader, little brother Conan~"

"...Woo!" Being called "little brother" by such a big man, Conan thought he would get goosebumps all over his body, but the teasing meaning in his words was too obvious, instead it just made him blush, And he fell into a short-term depression because he thought so much wrong halfway.

No, no, no, you can't get down!Conan clenched his fist secretly, trying to raise his fighting spirit.

Since Edgar is that weird kid, even if he is not a senior cadre related to the organization, he is at least a person who understands the side effects of APTX4869 and the general treatment method!

As long as he is caught... no, just a little bit of information from his mouth, it will definitely have a great effect on the task of restoring his original body and eliminating the black group.

"Want to recover your body? Yes."

Once again Edgar responded after his unspoken inner thoughts.

"...!" Conan, who thought he had been read into his mind again, put his body back on the door panel after being relaxed due to non-stop thinking.

"I didn't intend to read your thoughts on purpose? It's just that your acting skills are terrible, and everything is written on your face." Edgar chuckled a few times, and added for him, "Although I can read minds It will be."

Conan: So you really know how to do it!

"Well, let's get down to business, I can help you change back? As long as you can please me." Edgar patted the bed under him, signaling him to go over.

Conan felt the heat surge up in his head instantly, and the redness spread to the tips of his ears. He swallowed, and repeated: "Pleasant, pleasing...?" His eyes kept looking at the bed.

"Hehehe, where are you thinking?" Edgar, who moved to the left to make room for Conan, turned his head and saw the boy's blushing face, and laughed out of his imagination again. "Do you want to try to restore the original appearance in a military posture?"

"..." Conan knew that he had misunderstood again, so ashamed and angry.I didn't dare to refute, and kept slandering in my heart: It's obvious that your words are very ambiguous!

Conan, on the other hand, is skeptical that Edgar can bring him back, even though he's loosened up a bit in the subtle gag.

First of all, the other party's exposed character is very cynical and takes pleasure in teasing others.

Secondly, the abilities that the other party had shown him did not include turning back time or dispelling medicinal properties.

In the end, what good does helping oneself do to the other party? Kindness without reason makes people even more disturbed.

Conan was extremely hesitant.

"I've already studied your body." Edgar said suddenly, "There is no danger of shortening your lifespan, your nervous system is functioning as usual, and your body can still grow with time. It's really a good way to reduce your age." medicine."

When did he study it! ?

Conan was so shocked that he almost wanted to hug his body like a girl who was peeked at taking a shower.

This reaction obviously amused Edgar, and he added a lot of smiles to his words, "Your body will grow up slowly like an ordinary child, as long as you don't let yourself out, it won't affect your life at all, but ah--"

Edgar's turning point made the alarm bell in Conan's mind "buzz" again. He had a premonition that if he listened to it, he would fall into the other party's trap, but the other party obviously would not give him a chance to refuse.

Edgar happily described Conan's future: "You will grow up slowly and look more and more like Kudo Shinichi. But the time on others will not wait for you. Therefore, you will watch your childhood sweetheart grow old , The family members are also swallowed by the years, and the name Kudo Shinichi is quietly dimmed in the memory of passers-by."

"Until the very end, all traces of Kudo Shinichi will be covered by Edogawa Conan, and even you yourself will gradually lose the fragments of the past."

"Whether Kudo Shinichi can appear in front of the world again, all the choices are up to you. Come on, if you want to regain the glory of the past, lie down on this bed."

"..." Conan began to hate himself for having such a rich imagination.Following Edgar's words, the outline of the future was drawn stroke by stroke in his mind.

If Haibara has not developed an antidote... No, this precondition is not necessary, as long as Kudo Shinichi, as Kudo Shinichi, does not make any influential actions for the world within a few years, soon, this Kanto Detective, only a few remember its existence.

So what if the few people around him know the truth?The one who was with them day and night was only Edogawa Conan, and the traces of Kudo Shinichi...will be replaced by himself.

The fantasies that seemed to have happened in the imagination left only chaos in Conan's mind. He couldn't even think any more to find the loopholes in Edgar's words, as if he was bewitched by the siren, he walked slowly towards made the bed.

When he lay on the bed, closed his eyes, and quietly waited for the unknown "surgery" that was about to come, he felt Edgar tap his forehead again, "Ah, I forgot to say. The right to choose It's up to you to decide what, I'm talking nonsense."

"...!?" Conan, who was deliberately awakened from his fantasy, came back to his senses in shock.

And Edgar didn't have any sense of shame for cheating the child, he said cheerfully: "No matter what you think, whether you can restore your original body or not, I can only lead it, right?"

"Hehehe." Seeing Conan's pale face, Edgar chuckled a few more times, "Don't worry, don't worry. My request is very simple - I hope you can be more interesting."

"Look, all you show me now is fear, apprehension, uneasiness, and occasional complaints for relaxation, which is not enough as a price."

"Please show me more interesting expressions."

"...!!!"

As soon as Edgar finished speaking, Conan felt itching and soreness spreading from the inside out of his body.Gradually, this unbearable strange feeling suddenly turned into a tearing pain as if being eaten by a piranha!

"Woo... ah...!"

He couldn't help but groaned in pain, and in order to divert his attention from the terrible pain, he firmly grasped the bed sheet under him.

"Hmm~ This expression is not bad, how about a little more?"

The author has something to say: on the third day when the computer and the outline are away, think about it, think about it, and think about it.