Conan: Start with three choices, but sequence potion

Chapter 210: Everybody is a traitor

After exchanging some information that did not easily reveal personal identities, the second poker meeting quickly came to an end.

After seeing off the three members, Kudo Shinichi could finally relax for a while. In order to save spiritual energy, he changed back into Edogawa Conan, slumped in a high-back chair, took off his glasses, and rubbed his eyebrows.

The preliminary structure of this "secret organization" has been completed, but the quality of its members is still too poor. Simply exchanging knowledge and intelligence cannot speed up their development.

And how to quietly promote Mr. A's faith and make them his "anchor" is also a problem.
Conan was suddenly startled, looking at the countless shining spots of light on the star map of Tingen's outline, and he had an inspiration.

If we could combine Mr. A's unique powers to allow poker club members to transfer materials, perhaps these two problems could be solved at the same time?
He began to think about the feasibility of this and how to naturally bring it up at the next poker meeting.

However, Osaka’s birthplace is really Backlund.

Conan recalled how cautious his best friend was at the poker party and his expression became strange.

Although he felt that he had good acting skills and rich acting experience, it was really a torture for him to play the image of a "mysterious and powerful man" in front of two acquaintances, Xiaolan and Hattori.

Judging from the "standards for recruiting people" above this starry sky, Conan guessed that it should be determined by the relationship between them and himself.

It is understandable that Xiaolan and Hattori are closely connected with his mysticism, but what about that man he is not very familiar with and who looks like he is not an ordinary person at first glance?

Conan vaguely felt that the Mr. "Diamond 2" he pulled up looked familiar, but he couldn't remember when he had seen him.

Let's observe again.

After all, compared to the other three members, he has more initiative and has enough time to slowly figure everything out.

It was also at this time that his acting progress was slightly advanced.

Conan suddenly had an epiphany.

The so-called "supervision" means remaining calm and observing silently.

Street reconstruction team construction site in the old town of Tingen.

Disguised as one of the workers, Kuroba Kaito looked down at his cell phone. It was a new patrol search route sent by Mr. Kurosawa, along with a spiritual monitoring network deployed for several key streets.

Within the monitoring range, it is best not to use your abilities rashly, as you can easily be discovered by official extraordinary people.

Memorizing the general route and the map in his mind, Kuroba Kaito put away his phone.

"Nakamori, we're going to buy some water, shall we go together?"

Several workers from the same team were walking towards the convenience store at the end of the street, chatting and laughing. One of them called out to Kuroba Kaito.

"coming."

After he changed his appearance, he used a pseudonym and borrowed the last name of Inspector Nakamori.

Kuroba Kaito clapped his hands and followed, "What are you drinking?"

"What else can you drink at a construction site? Of course, the most popular sweet iced tea!"

"Hahaha"

Entering the convenience store, they quickly came to the refrigerator and each took the drink they wanted. Kuroba Kaito also took a bottle of sweet iced tea.

This drink is quite to his taste, with an icy and refreshing taste without being too sweet. It is a real treat to have a bottle of it on a hot day or after a workout.

"What are you doing with a flashlight?" asked a middle-aged man with slightly long hair.

The man who took the flashlight from the shelf weighed it in his hand and smiled casually: "To prevent power outages. I don't know how long it will take to complete the reconstruction work. Maybe the cables will be dug up one day. I don't want to use candles."

"That makes sense. I'll buy one too." The middle-aged man nodded and picked up a flashlight.

After finishing the sweet iced tea, Kuroba Kaito crushed the empty bottle and threw it into the trash can, then looked calmly at a group of rangers that were about to pass by outside the alley.

They were all well-equipped, and the leader was holding a spiritual wave detector.

They chatted while patrolling.

"There are more and more people praying to the evil gods in the temporary shelter, and the activities are gradually becoming hidden. If it weren't for the 'sleepwalker' who appeared on the scene and caused the detector to react, we wouldn't have known that they had dug a space under the toilet."

"You said these people have a lot of tricks. They put two disposable chopsticks in there, shine a flashlight there, and then start praying as if it were the emblem of the evil god."

"If you ask me, there's nothing to help these guys who believe in evil gods. Just let them fend for themselves."

"Shh - don't say anything crazy. Forgive this fool's unintentional words."

"It would be great if the church also had a seal similar to Scarlet's 1-175. We could just put it here and in a flash, the faith in the evil god would vanish into thin air."

"Don't compare the lowly evil god with the great three gods. Faith is a sacred and inviolable right that people are born with."

"Wait, stop chatting. The temporary command center sent a new message."

The leading patrolman interrupted the other two's casual conversation, took out his cell phone and browsed through it carefully, then his tone became serious.

"The Scarlet Church is asking for help. Another Lantern Bearer betrayal has occurred. The rebel team is Team 7. Currently, the Pandora Gate has been lost!"

"The command center notified us that the third and fourth teams of the Rangers, including us, should gather immediately and head to the Scarlet Church. We should block all underground passages in the old city that lead to the outside world, and ensure that the rebels are trapped inside. We will wait for the Scarlet Church Bishop to arrive in Tingen!"

"go!"

The patrol team quickly disappeared at the other end of the street and headed towards the center of the old town.

In the alley, there were some flashes of ambiguous light in Kuroba Kaito's eyes. He then took out his cell phone, edited a short message and sent it to Gin.

Then he hid in the shadows and quickly disappeared.

"Huh? Where's Nakamori?"

"I don't know. Maybe he went back first."

"Then we should go back."

The basement level of the Suzuki Charity Foundation.

The light in the underground garage is very dim, but on a wall in a corner, a bright circle of light exudes a holy atmosphere.

An inverted cross made of shadows is reflected on the circle of light.

"You are the light, the heat, the dawn of hope;"

"You are love, kindness, and eternal mercy"

Low prayers were heard one after another, and many figures in black robes knelt on the ground devoutly, looking at the inverted cross with peaceful expressions, as if they had received infinite salvation.

The phone vibrated slightly, and Gin, who was leading the prayer, took it out. The screen emitted a faint light, shining on his already pale face.

[The Lantern Bearer rebelled, and the Crimson Church was in a state of emptiness. 】

Looking at this message, he raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

It was worth it that he had been lurking for these days to recruit those ordinary people who clearly showed fanatical beliefs, and patiently taught them to be patient, and secretly collected weapons through the channels of charitable foundations.

Now that the fuel has arrived, it's time for the fire to glow.

"Lost lambs!" Gin imitated the fortune teller he had seen before, opened his arms to all the believers, as if to embrace them, and said in an extremely inflammatory voice: "False gods are in power, and the kind Lord has been betrayed!"

"Now is the time to witness our piety!"

The believers raised their heads enthusiastically, showing excited expressions, and echoed in unison:
"Eliminate the false belief in gods, and the world will belong to our Lord!"

"Eliminate the false belief in gods, and the world will belong to our Lord!"

Gin watched this scene with satisfaction.

The effect was better than he expected, and this was also due to the blessing of the holy emblem. If these idiots had not been influenced by the aura of faith, it would have been difficult for him to achieve such an effect of universal response.

However, this kind of mobilization and exposure is not suitable for him. It would be better if Vodka was around.
Forget it, Vodka would be much more useful lying in ambush in the Orthodox Church than staying by his side.

With remembrance of his younger brother, Gin reached out his hand to the people, signaling them to be quiet.

They kept silent obediently.

"Take up our weapons, it's time to show those who have gone astray our power!"

"Don't be afraid, and don't worry!"

"Because redemption will eventually come!!"

The believers raised their guns high and shouted passionately: "Salvation will come!!"

Among the crowd of black-robed men, a somewhat thin figure raised his hand and carefully hid his well-made alchemical pistol, which was clearly different from everyone else's.

Kogoro Mori lowered his head, his face half hidden under his robe, with only a pair of mustaches showing.

He looked at the people around him who had lost their reason and ability to think. These were the people who were most affected at the time. Their original beliefs had been completely distorted and they had completely become supporters of the evil god.

He didn't dare to release his spiritual power at all, for fear that Gin in front of him would detect the same aura and then catch him.

We must find a chance to remind the beautiful follower of the Scarlet Church.
In this conspiracy, only I, the "spark" who does not belong to the Aurora Society, can pass on hope!

The digestion progress of the "spark" increased again, and Kogoro Maori felt his own performance progress and felt slightly relieved.

This is the "last hope"!
As a "saint" wandering in the old town, he helped many people in trouble and thus gathered a lot of "hope".

He was only one step away from completely completing the role of Sequence 9 and ascending to Sequence 8 of the "Holy Spirit" path!
The number of these "peripheral members of the Aurora Society" recruited by Gin was too large. They would be a huge target if they took action, and would easily arouse the vigilance of several official teams. Therefore, he specifically instructed everyone to disband on the spot, act normally according to their original social identities, and regroup near the Scarlet Church.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Kogoro Mori quietly left the team and prepared to inform the lantern holders.

However, he had no contact information for the lamplighters.

After finally avoiding the patrollers' sight, they rushed to the Red Rose Security Company, only to find that the door of the security company was sealed and the lanterns hanging at the door were gone.

"That's not right. Haven't all the lamp holders been suspended?" Kogoro Mouri finally discovered the problem.

Unable to contact the Lantern Bearers, he did not dare to show himself in front of the Rangers. After all, he was still wanted by the Church of Fools. So he had no choice but to run to the Scarlet Church in shame.

The only person he could think of to complain to was the Scarlet Saint.

Since the theft in 1-175, Vermouth has locked herself in a secret room in the church, reading various ancient books and oracles, absorbing knowledge and unknown "secrets" from them.

During this period of "seclusion", she completely blocked out all interference from the outside world, and wholeheartedly sought breakthroughs, trying to stimulate the knowledge bestowed upon her by the Scarlet Witch in her mind.

She developed her own set of "Apprentice" acting rules.

"Apprentices" have to pay a "price" in exchange for "knowledge".

"Apprentices" must always maintain a humble heart.

By following these two roles, and with the convenient identity of a follower of the Scarlet Church, her role-playing progress was very fast, and she should be able to be promoted to Sequence 8 "Painter" of the "Moon" path in no time.

She finally came out of the secret room and ended her "retreat".

As soon as she came out, she received an alarm from Pandora's Gate.

?

Come again?

Invasion is addictive, right?
The clay man was still a little angry, and Vermouth naturally couldn't tolerate it. She immediately opened the Scarlet Eye and entered the underground passage from the church confessional, rushing towards the Pandora's Gate.

She is different now from before. Through her in-depth study of mystical knowledge, she already knows how to deal with the strange ability of "borrowing momentum" and keep her power from being stolen.

Carrying the Scarlet Holy Emblem with you, you release spirituality to wrap yourself at all times, forming an altar environment pointing to the Scarlet Witch. In addition, as a follower, you are always under the watchful eyes of the gods, which is equivalent to being in the process of "sacrifice" every moment.

When she is once again targeted as a target for "taking advantage of the situation", she can transfer this mystical connection along the altar, borrow the spiritual-level status of the Scarlet Devil Goddess to counterattack, and maybe even inflict heavy damage on the opponent!
Vermouth confidently touched Pandora's Gate with her spiritual power and entered the space inside the gate that contained the Sealed Object.

Then I saw several familiar faces.

"How could it be you?"

Looking at the almost complete team of lantern bearers in front of her, Vermouth fell into deep thought.

As her sight moved downward, she saw clearly the starlight representing the Level 1 seal that fell into Dunn's arms.

"What do you want to do?" She became alert instantly, and her eyes lit up scarlet.

"I'm sorry, Lilith."

The one who answered her was Suzuki Sonoko.

She said with a complex and lamentable tone: "We just feel that the church shouldn't be like this."

"A true god shouldn't be like this."

Vermouth had a strong sense of foreboding in her heart.

Then she saw the star's true appearance.

It was an antique and large mirror.

[1-033]

[Mirror of Arrodes]

Dunn reached out and pressed the mirror, his tone deep and sad.

"Arrodes, please tell us."

"How to save those 'sleepwalkers' who are lost in their dreams?"

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There is only one update today, 4000 words. I'm not in good shape and have some personal matters to attend to. I'm sorry.

In addition, many people have recently reported problems with the plot. Perhaps there really is something wrong with my writing. I may need to spend some time rethinking and adjusting the outline later.

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