Conan: I'm Really Not the Manipulator

They have known each other for fourteen years.

Gin is five years older than him and has never seen his parents; Aoyagi Akira is a second-generation member of the organization. His father holds a very high position in the American branch. He brought him back to the organization when he was ten years old and gave him all kinds of the best resources to train him.

Gin's real name is Kurosawa Jin, and he rarely uses a pseudonym; "Aoyagi Akimitsu" is not his real name at all, but a name they made up based on their favorite mystery novels, and it was used only for a shorter time than a code name.

In the past fourteen years, Aoyagi Akiko has only appeared in front of a few members. Gin is one of those few members, and they have cooperated many times to complete various tasks.

Even if you have raised a dog for fourteen years, you can still get along with it tacitly. Gin doesn't have any feelings, and doesn't care about the so-called companionship, but he is not opposed to interacting with Aoyagi Akimitsu, who has good abilities.

But three months ago, the situation took a turn for the worse.

At the end of May, Aoyagi Akiko celebrated his 24th birthday in Quantico, and Gin suddenly discovered that he had serious mental problems that could not be ignored.

To put it simply - he might be crazy.

"...When that happens, I will clean him up myself."

Gin's tone was cold. The organization would not tolerate members with serious mental defects. The past three months plus the next three months gave him a total of six months to adjust, which was already a special privilege.

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a moment, and after a few seconds, Vermouth's voice sounded again.

"What does his father say?"

"His exact words were: It's up to you."

He didn't know how the father and son got along in private, but in front of other people in the organization, Aoyagi Akimichi always called the other party by his code name, and Gin had never heard him call him father.

It's not that they are deliberately hiding their father-son relationship or that he is old and has a second-year syndrome, but because their relationship is average.

If Aoyagi Binkou was given a chance, he wouldn't mind joining the orphanage manually; his father wouldn't mind sending another child off, and he wouldn't even blink an eye even if he had to do it himself.

Vermouth's smile deepened: "He is indeed a cold man. He has no warmth even towards his only remaining child."

There has never been such a thing in the organization. Gin sneered at Vermouth's words in his heart. He glanced at the clock on the opposite wall: "If you are here to express your sympathy and condolences to him, I will tell him when he wakes up."

The call ended like this and Gin put away his phone.

He confirmed the condition of the patient on the bed again, then walked to the bedside table, on which were placed the things that Aoyagi Binguang had originally carried with him.

A mobile phone and a matching laptop.

A Night Stalker DOH111 tactical straight knife.

A Belgian FN57 pistol.

A Glock 17 pistol.

A piece of spicy chocolate.

A package of wasabi candies.

A lighter.

A passport.

Finally, there is a set of FBI documents.

Gin looked at the rare serious face of Aoyagi Akiko in the ID photo and took out the thing that was stuck in it.

It was an armband with a pattern of an eagle standing on chains and spreading its wings as if ready to fly, with a line of words embroidered below.

Servare Vitas (Save lives).

This is the motto of the FBI HRT rescue team.

The main task of this paramilitary anti-terrorism tactical team is to rescue hostages, but also to carry out direct strikes against terrorists and criminals. Each member of the team undergoes rigorous training and is an elite member of the FBI.

Aoyagi Akira is a member of the organization, but at the same time, he is also an active member of the FBI's HRT unit.

——He is an undercover agent sent to the FBI by the Black Organization.

This is why most people in the organization cannot see his true face, why Gin will leave Vodka behind and come alone when he wants to see him, and why he will stop other people's damn curiosity.

The undercover agents sent out by the organization are often second-generation members whose parents have worked for the organization. These members grew up in the organization and are more loyal than those who join as adults.

Joining the FBI requires a background check, and his father began preparing for it when he was a teenager, handing him over to his uncle for upbringing, completely erasing his background and the organization. Even the second-in-command, Rum, only knew that the organization had such an undercover agent, but didn't know what he looked like.

It takes time and effort to come up with this identity, and the organization will not give up on him unless it is absolutely necessary.

But on the other hand, if he really gives up, he will surely die. Even if he is chased to the ends of the earth, he must be shattered to pieces and not leave even the slightest information for the FBI.

Gin held the FBI ID with disgust, but still put the shoulder badge and the ID into his pocket. Then, as if he noticed something, he turned his head to look at Aoyagi Akiko.

He stared at it for a few seconds, then suddenly a grim smile appeared on his face. He raised his hand, pointed the Beretta directly at the center of Qingliu Binguang's forehead, and opened the safety, ready to shoot at any time.

"Did you hear what I just said?"

Aoyagi Binguang lying on the bed slowly opened his eyes.

There was clarity in his light brown eyes, and it was obvious that he had been awake for a long time.

"I heard you. Three months to prove that you are normal and can continue to work for the organization, otherwise you will die - is that right?... It's been so many years, and it's still the same routine. There's nothing new about it..."

He raised his fingers and pushed the gun away.

Gin discovered that Aoyagi Akiko, who was usually calm, now had a tone of inexplicable impatience, and his eyes didn't seem to be looking at him, but at a point in the air.

He was not wrong.

Between the two of them, a translucent object similar to a game pop-up window appeared.

[——Congratulations on becoming the seventh player in the world of Detective Conan. ]

Chapter 3 Is this a comic book world?! (Two in one)

Aoyagi Binkou always thought he was a normal person.

I get upset when I quarrel with my family, I get happy when the football team I support wins, I help my friend retaliate when the kid he/she supports gets bullied, I silently greet my boss when I encounter trouble at work, and I stretch myself and think about what to eat for dinner after a busy day at get off work...

His joys, sorrows, anger, and daily life are basically no different from those of his peers.

——Except for occasionally killing someone, occasionally blowing up a street, and occasionally blowing up an entire building, it's really normal.

Unfortunately, such a normal and peaceful life suddenly changed a few months ago.

Aoyagi Akimitsu's birthday was at the end of May, and he heard that voice for the first time on his birthday.

[We invite you to become a player of "Detective Conan" world, do you accept? 】

The inexplicable sound that came into his ears made Aoyagi Akimitsu, who was changing into pajamas, stunned on the spot.

Detective Conan?

what is this?

Private detective is a legal profession in the United States. Some FBI agents with insufficient capabilities will even ask detectives for help when they go out on field missions. He knows several detectives, but none of them is named Conan. He only knows that the original author of Sherlock Holmes has this name.

And what about that player? What does that mean?

Qing Liu Bingguang was confused. He poured himself a few sleeping pills, swallowed them with water, and then went to check the situation in the house. After making sure there were no electronic devices left in the room, he opened the window to check outside. It was even quieter outside - after all, it was three o'clock in the morning.

He thought that he might be hallucinating because of lack of sleep and excessive stress, so he decided to have a good sleep. However, three hours later, the voice sounded again.

[We invite you to become a player of "Detective Conan" world, do you accept? 】

Aoyagi Binguang opened his eyes and after a few seconds of silence, he sent a message to his colleague, asking him to help him make an appointment for a physical examination. Then he got up as usual to wash and make breakfast.

Then came the third day, the fourth day, the fifth day...

[We invite you to become a player of "Detective Conan" world, do you accept? 】

On the morning of the sixth day, Aoyagi Binguang took the physical examination report showing that everything was normal with him. After a moment of silence, he picked up the phone again.

"Hello, is this Dr. Garcia? ... I'm Qingliu, and I'd like to make an appointment with you for a consultation at..."

This time he sent a message to the best psychologist working at the headquarters, explained his physical condition to the commander of the team, and applied for a week-long leave.

This went on for nearly three months.

From the end of May to the end of August, the noise started at midnight and six in the morning, then changed to noon and six in the evening, and became louder and louder.

Aoyagi Akimitsu heard this voice four times a day, and on the 85th day after his birthday, he was forced by Gin to be sent to the organization's treatment center for electrotherapy, and finally gave up resistance.

[We invite you to become a player of "Detective Conan" world, do you accept? 】

[…I accept.]

……

After silently accepting it in his heart, Aoyagi Binguang could no longer see Gin's hideous face, and his consciousness instantly entered a black space.

Maybe it was because he had been harassed for too long, so when he saw this strange space, his first reaction was not alert, but - can I wake up naturally every morning from now on?

[Hello, the seventh player, we are glad that you have joined this game. ]

Aoyagi Binguang was well-educated. Even though the other party harassed him for dozens of days, he still responded in a gentle tone: [It is my honor. What should I call you? ]

【You can call me the 'gaming system'. 】

The voice seemed to come from all directions, and it also seemed to ring directly in his head. Qing Liu Bingguang felt his eyes blurred, and a translucent pop-up window appeared in front of him, with many lines of text popping up on it.

[These are the rules of the game. I will also give you a brief introduction while you read. ]

Qing Liu Bingguang raised his hand to touch the pop-up window, and read through it line by line quickly but in detail, while listening to the introduction of the game system. For someone like him, being able to do two things at the same time is a basic skill.

[There are a total of seven players participating in this game, who will be randomly divided into three camps: red side, black side and passers-by. ]

[The red side is the law enforcers, and most of the players in this camp are police, agents, detectives and other professions, and they are the righteous side that fights against criminal acts; the black side is the lawbreakers, and the players in this camp are the evil side that commits serious crimes; the passers-by are bystanders, and they have all kinds of professions, and they may save people, commit crimes, or do nothing.]

[People in the same camp are teammates, and people in different camps can become allies. Camps are not fixed and can be changed by one's own behavior. Players in the red and black camps cannot switch to the passerby camp. Each player has only one chance to change, and cannot jump back and forth. ]

[Your current camp is black. ]

Aoyagi Akimitsu was not surprised that he was on the black side. He was indeed a very evil person. Once his deeds were exposed, no matter how much money he spent and how good his lawyer team was, he would only be sentenced to hundreds of years in prison instead of the electric chair.

[How can I end the game? ]

[After the game starts, red and black players will receive tasks one after another. When all tasks are completed, the game is considered cleared, and the game system will release the soul binding with all players. ]

[Are there any passers-by?] Aoyagi Akimitsu noticed this.

[No.] The system replied, [Even if passerby players change camps, they still have no missions. They have the highest degree of freedom among the three camps.]

As Aoyagi Binguang listened, he scrolled down the page and looked at the text above and said: [Can you explain to me in detail the cheat function in the game? ]