My obsession with role-playing seems to have distorted the world's aesthetic.

As for psychic abilities, well, it should be ideal fluid, and then time abilities. Now, space abilities should be entering their area of ​​expertise soon as well.

Aside from these five abilities, Xia Qing's control over other abilities is generally not very good. Most of the abilities he has learned have not been used many times, but he understands the principles behind them.

Xia Qing is currently focusing her research and time on developing new abilities, but she may temporarily shift her focus if she acquires a new character card in the future.

Xia Qing was quite aware of her own talent; some characters possessed unique talents that Xia Qing could hardly match.

"You... are you?"

Due to the intervention of mental power, many highly powerful souls have now awakened from their dazed state.

"Me? Well... you can call me Zero."

As Xia Qing spoke, she began examining the memories of these souls. After a brief review, Xia Qing frowned.

"So, I already understood it after reading it once, but reading it again still gives me the urge to make you wish you were dead."

However, I'm not an unreasonable person. I'll repay tenfold, which is a much better deal than going to hell.

While contemplating how to use souls to create artificial soldiers, Xia Qing uttered words that instilled fear in the few souls who had regained consciousness.

Upon hearing this, the group of souls were naturally unwilling to sit idly by and wait for their deaths, and many of them tried to rush towards Xia Qing.

However, these spirits are incapable of harming ordinary people. Powerful spirits do exist in the world of Detective Conan, but they are usually located underground.

"Huh, instead of running away, it's charging towards me?"

Looking at the soul in front of him, Xia Qingxin had a thought and loaded the character card Crimson King, which appeared behind him. Then, the scene of him punching and killing one by one unfolded.

The power of a Stand can harm ghosts. Faced with the Stand used by the former uncrowned king of the fashion world, these spirits were no match for a single punch.

Meanwhile, Xia Qing, who was standing still, had also completed a mental exchange with the system. The system that had been chatting with Hei hope casually created a small program and pressed it onto the system panel.

As Xia Qing silently recited the system panel, the thought-based judgment program was activated. This program could help Xia Qing let these people experience what it meant to be settled after death.

After collecting a large amount of data, such as the impact the other party had on others, their mindset during the impact, and the victim's level of suffering at the time, Xia Qing used her mental power to have this mini-program operate on their behalf.

The time for reckoning has come.

The mini-program controls one soul after another, leading them into a cycle of punishment and reincarnation when some of their memories have been erased and it cannot be confirmed that they are in an illusion.

After temporarily giving the group of souls something to do, Xia Qing began to create artificial humans.

The prototype of the gene is easy to obtain; the corpses of these souls are still sitting in that conceptual space.

"This needs to be etched into our DNA..."

"This person's DNA has a serious problem; there are quite a few steps involved in modifying it."

"System, system~ By the way, what do you think of this change?"

Several hours later, Xia Qing and Hei hope chatted for a while before the system came to check on the situation and finally completed the DNA editing project.

After confirming the basic blueprint, Xia Qing took out various materials, closed her eyes, and took a deep breath.

Xia Qing's control over time erasure had long surpassed Diablo's. When he opened his eyes again, the Crimson King appeared behind him.

"King Crimson!"

A crimson light emerged from Xia Qing's pupils; his soul was currently helping the substitute's effect become even stronger.

Although Xia Qing, who had long since transcended his own world, had already transcended the future, the possibility of calculation still existed.

Time was erased at this moment, but Xia Qing did not choose to retain her consciousness during the time erasure this time.

"Time, once again, leaves its mark."

Xia Qing muttered to herself after deleting several hours of time, and nodded in satisfaction as she looked at the cultivation chambers filled with bodies in front of her.

Great, some mechanical movements can be accomplished directly using this ability.

The new bodies prepared for those souls have already been created. As for creating new life forms with souls, Xia Qing is still far from having that power.

Unless one possesses the corresponding professional skills, Xia Qing estimates that it will take him at least a few more years to create a soul.

A new squad of NESTS has been completed. Looking at the 43 androids in front of her, Xia Qing thought for a moment and decided to choose a leader first.

Chapter 389: Snake, Targeted by Conan

While Xia Qing was working on the soul transfer, Snake, on the other side, looked at the pork chop rice in front of him and felt like he had a lot of questions.

Magical realism.

This is a reflection of Snake's state of mind at this moment. So much has happened today that his mind is basically blank.

While Snake was questioning his existence in the police station, his accomplices outside the Metropolitan Police Department had already begun their rescue operation.

The operation went quite smoothly, and Snake's residence was not actually very secure.

To prevent the situation from escalating further, after using smoke grenades and tranquilizer guns and seeing that no police officer could continue standing there, Snake's accomplices simply kidnapped him and then split up into several groups.

Snake is now escaping with one of the reinforcements, a companion wearing an ordinary down jacket.

"So what's the situation over there? Where are your men?"

After escaping into the off-road vehicle that had been prepared, Snake's companion frowned and asked.

That's terrifying. When I received the news, I thought the Metropolitan Police Department was finally preparing to take action against the organization.

"Are you... an undercover agent?"

Looking at his companion beside him, Snake asked with a somewhat doubtful expression, while his companion looked stunned, clearly not understanding what Snake was trying to say.

Do you think I look like an undercover agent?

But you… you've become quite cautious since I last saw you.”

Snake was a figure of some importance within the organization, so his rescuer was naturally familiar with him.

Snake had no intention of answering his companion's question at this moment. After Xia Qing's outburst, Snake was now in a state of paranoia.

A spy? Could this person be a spy too?

Snake said he couldn't believe he was in this situation; the fact that his men were all undercover agents was unbelievable. It was truly tragic.

It was nearly noon, and Snake's companion, who was still not answering, didn't say anything more.

After being given a disguise suit, Snake skillfully changed into the clothes and put on the realistic mask. He had used this kind of disguise many times before.

"Don't worry, I'm not a spy. You can tell the boss yourself when the time comes."

The companion, who had asked out of curiosity, did not press Snake, who seemed dazed. The companion already had some guesses about Snake's current situation.

Snake is indeed extremely loyal to the organization...

The whole story seemed to unfold before his eyes, and the supporter thought to himself, "That Snake guy was probably betrayed by one of his trusted subordinates."

However, even betraying one person wouldn't cause such serious consequences. It feels like I've suffered some kind of psychological trauma. Did the police just torture me?

He didn't seem to have any physical injuries. Hmm, could it be that he was psychologically tortured using psychological forensic techniques?

Although not entirely at ease, Snake ultimately chose to trust his companion, and the two quickly fled, eventually choosing an unfinished building as a temporary communication point.

"Well……"

The two accidentally bumped into a passing elementary school student while walking forward. After glancing at the student, they didn't pay any attention and continued on their way.

At that moment, the elementary school student who had been knocked down frowned and glanced at Snake with a thoughtful look. Something was wrong; those two guys were acting very strangely.

Both his expression and the smell he carried.

If I'm not mistaken, those two people smelled of gunpowder smoke, like the smell of bullets fired.

However, the smell alone could also be explained; perhaps it's just from visiting a particular shooting range.

What truly aroused the elementary school student's suspicion were the various subconscious behaviors of the two guys from earlier.

"Conan, are you alright? Seriously, those two guys..."

The elementary school student who was hit happens to be the protagonist of this world, Conan Edogawa.

Unaware that they were being targeted by "Death," the two continued to flee, while Conan, watching the Junior Detective League approach, began to think of an excuse.

After explaining that he was alright and thanking her, Conan finally made an excuse to go to the restroom and left.

"Those two guys look pretty dangerous, it's best not to involve them in this."

Conan muttered something to himself, then stepped onto his skateboard and chased after them. Thanks to the excellent tracking skills he learned in Hawaii, Conan was not discovered by the two men.

When the two arrived at the abandoned building, Conan tried to keep his pace low and quietly followed.

A few minutes later, on the top floor of the abandoned building, Snake glanced at his companion beside him and made a call to the boss to report the current situation.

Phew, we finally arrived. Kids are so fragile...

Conan, slowing his pace and making his way up the stairs, wiped the sweat from his brow as he was about four or five floors from the top floor. Just then, Snake's voice rang out:

"Pandora, their goal is also to find the Pandora Gem and steal it from him."

Snake's tone was incredibly certain after he had been on the phone with the BOSS for a while, while Conan, who was on the fourth floor below, subconsciously became serious upon hearing the indistinct voice.

"Yes, I can say for sure that this time. I just didn't expect that there were so many spies planted in our organization. I will definitely not fail next time."

By the way, boss, I strongly suggest checking out the organization's reviewers; I suspect that reviewer also has some issues.

Snake's voice continued to echo from the rooftop, and Conan's pupils contracted slightly.

The moment he heard the word "organization," he subconsciously thought of an organization he knew, an organization whose members used alcohol as their code name.

"How could such a thing be possible?"

Conan silently thought to himself that the kind of organization Gin belonged to must have very strict vetting procedures, and that there probably weren't many undercover agents or spies in that organization.

The organization that robber upstairs who tried to steal the gem doesn't seem like a very strong organization, yet it has so many spies planted by other organizations.

Conan, who thought the organization was utterly pathetic, continued to focus all his attention on the fifth floor, while Snake heard the voice on the other end of the phone ask, "Who is the other party?"

I haven't figured out the identities of many of the other party's members yet, but this time it's not just one organization that has gotten itself into trouble.

As far as I know, the spies planted within the organization came from three different organizations.

"One of these three different organizations has a leader we know well; that leader is none other than Kaito Kid, the phantom thief who should have been killed by us but luckily escaped."

Recalling the words he heard when he fell to the ground, Snake said with certainty.