Conan: I'm Really Not the Manipulator

The heart that was almost jumping for joy suddenly calmed down as if a basin of cold water had been poured on it.

Then, become more determined.

……

Cornsheath doesn't like this game.

The unaccustomedness of living in a foreign country, the longing for the hometown that I can't go back to, the pain of being in an organization, the horror of undercover life, the guilt of being stained with the blood of innocent people, and the fact that all other players are alive and only you die. Factual unwillingness.

At the beginning of the game, these negative emotions kept tearing her apart.

Several times, Gushe wanted to relax and abandon everything and fall.

However, at that time, the scene of going to the drug rehabilitation center that day would appear in front of her again. After the laughing gas case ended, she asked the team leader a question.

"Will he regret it?"

Becoming a drug police officer, becoming an undercover agent, and in order to crush the darkness, he degenerated himself... Will he regret taking this path back then?

The team leader, who had watched her grow up like a father, looked at her deeply and seemed to see her inner struggle. He asked her a question.

"When you were in the police academy, what was the first lesson the teacher taught you?"

Gushe has a good memory, and she answered immediately:

"You have to be strong in life and have a firm will. If you take this path, you have to stick to it to the end."

strong.

firm.

insist.

——So, there is nothing to regret.

There may be unimaginable darkness in front of them, but behind them are thousands of lights. They cannot give in. That is their responsibility.

Today is a busy day. At this time, the sun begins to set. The afterglow of the setting sun shines on Gushe's body, dragging out thick black shadows under her feet.

She stepped through the darkness and strode forward.

Gushe planned to have a big meal at a nice restaurant nearby to reward herself for her improved status.

——Even if she dies, she still wants to live every day seriously without affecting her work and tasks.

Gushe walked past the chattering ladies and came to an alley. As she was about to walk through, she discovered a shivering, dirty rabbit huddled behind the trash can.

A system pop-up window that looked so familiar to her that she could take it into the underworld floated in front of "it".

"........."

The sheath looked at the rabbit in silence.

She took away Tojo Hojo's mobile phone, read her group chat records, and knew the basic information of the other two passerby players: [Gluttony] was named Miwa Kazuya, and the animal messengers were a bear and an octopus; [Lazy] was very vigilant, His name has not been disclosed to his teammates, and he is currently in Canada.

The rabbit in front of you is most likely the Black player.

Think about what happened today, and then think about how you died the second time...

The sheath still walked towards him.

"……How are you?"

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The long memory is finally over.

Gushe opened her eyes, and in front of her eyes was still the sleeping Shirley. She was waiting for Curacao's reply and the news about Akai Shuichi from Rum.

Because she tricked him a year ago (pushing him to rescue Zhu Fu Jingguang), when she met Miyano Akemi not long ago, she saw that he felt a little guilty and didn't want to talk to him anymore.

Gushe looked at her hands, now she was using the identity of [Chisongxiao]. At this time, her wrist is wrapped with a thread of oath that only the player can see.

Two red and two black, intertwined.

……

"...can you really still be alive?"

In the dark system space, the black player asked this heart-wrenching question without any malice.

Gushe felt peaceful.

"I'm dead. I'm going to die as soon as the game is over."

After hearing the answer, [Rage] still had a decent smile on his face.

He has a pretty good appearance, and his facial features are clearly European and American, but his skin is as delicate and smooth as that of an Asian. He should be a well-mixed mixed race.

...It's a pity that the heart inside the skin is so dark that it can make people wither on the spot.

When Gushe was thinking this, [Rage] suddenly reached out to her.

"In that case, are you willing to ally with me?"

A young man with black hair and brown eyes who was a few years younger than her looked at her. Gushe felt inexplicably that he didn't really become serious until now, and that frivolous and casual feeling disappeared.

"—Join me to destroy the organization and end this game."

Chapter 212 Alliance

"it is good."

Gussheath agreed.

Perhaps she agreed too quickly, and [Rage] was stunned for a moment - he might have prepared a bunch of words, intending to persuade her after she refused.

"...You agreed?" he asked in surprise.

"I am not a black and white person. Even if I hate criminals, I am willing to cooperate as long as the goals are the same."

Cornsheath said calmly.

After joining the organization for a year, she quickly became Rum's confidant with her skills. As her status rose, the things she saw became more shocking, especially since she knew very well that this was just the tip of the iceberg.

This is a behemoth that is difficult to eradicate. In addition to the compatriots behind it, she needs a helper who understands the power of the organization better than she does.

and……

Gushe half-raised her head to look at [Rage], and facing those gentle and harmless eyes that flashed with a transparent luster like glass beads, she told another reason——

"And I have seen your true appearance. If you refuse to cooperate, I'm afraid you will do many things against me just like you do with arrogance, jealousy and lust, right?"

Her tone was cold.

This is what she fears more.

Through communication, she discovered that the man in front of her with the ID of Furious never showed obvious anger on his face. He was quite rational and did not have the high aggression of ordinary violent maniacs.

But that doesn't mean he's harmless.

He does not kill indiscriminately like a madman, and there is a clear reason for every attack. But at the same time, he won't care if innocent people are affected, and will even actively take advantage of innocent people, as long as it is effective.

The nasty trap in the hospital, the jealousy being forced out of the game, and the bombing of the Arrogant apartment building, her mother being tortured by the Scots and having her witness it... these were most likely his creations, just to stimulate them.

Japan is very close to flower cultivation. There are nearly 900,000 Japanese people living here, which is almost the same as in reality. He already knew her country, so there was no guarantee that he wouldn't use them to blackmail her.

Gushe didn't dare to gamble. She can be resurrected after death, and those ordinary people are really dead when they die.

Thinking of this, she took the initiative to take a step forward, raised her left hand, and reached for the outstretched right hand.

The two held each other's wrists, and two lines, one red and one black, appeared on the back of their hands.

This is a ceremony for players to form an alliance. They also did this when they formed an alliance just now. The two existing lines are the oaths of the previous alliance.

Both red and black lines can be used, as long as the numbers remain the same. [Rage] and [Lust] each have one at that time.

The black line was set by Rabbit, and the content of the oath is "[Do not] intentionally hurt or kill Red Team personnel and their relatives and friends unless their lives are threatened";

The red line was set by [Rage], and the content of the oath was that "both parties [must] share all intelligence that is beneficial to combating the organization."

After the rabbit exits, these two oaths are transferred to the sheath, requiring her to abide by them.

[Rage] spoke first: "[Do not] use the 'Mirror Flowers, Water Moon' skill on all Black players."

Hearing this request, Gushe was not surprised.

After all, this person was wearing contact lenses now. He had already guessed that she had taken away Tojo Hojo's skills and was always on guard against her.

Gushe did not resist this request too much. Black players with some ability, such as Gin, are very suspicious people and if they dare to change their will, they will soon realize that something is wrong.

"I agree," she said.

The black thread was used, and Gushe vowed to use only the red thread: "Whether it is the red side or the black side, [must] do their best to destroy all the forces of the organization."

"I agree." He said simply.

New red and black threads appeared, intertwined in their joined hands, overlapping with the previous two threads.

Gushe felt the hand holding her wrist loosen. She pursed her lips and slowly released her hand, "What's your name - I mean your real name, and what's the organization code name?"

"Artemis Zakharov. I used my mother's last name."

He did not mention the middle name that foreigners often have, and continued: "My pseudonym is 'Aoyagi Akimitsu'. This is the name I have used for the longest time. Rabbit may have told you? The code name is 'Anis'... Not many people know this, so it's best not to mention it in the organization."

Anis.

At first, Gushe thought the black player’s codename was Anicet—she was not involved in the mission at the time, but knew the codenames of several participants—but Rum told her that Anicet was dead. .

Anis and Anicet.

One is ouzo and the other is ouzo liqueur. There is almost no difference, except for the different pronunciation.

Sheath was curious about this, but she didn't ask any more questions.

"My real name is Gushe, my pseudonym in the organization is Akatsuki Akatsuki, my gender is male, and my code name is Grain Whiskey."

"Well..." Qingliu Binguang nodded silently, and suddenly changed his tone: "I thought you would make another oath just now, telling me not to harm your compatriots?"

Gushe didn't expect him to ask this. After a moment of silence, she said, "Can that kind of oath be useful to you?"

Oaths can only restrain good people. For evil people, even if their lives are in danger, only interests can restrain them.

This is especially true for criminals like Aoyagi Binguang who appear to be rational but are actually suspicious and controlling.