Conan: I'm Really Not the Manipulator

Hunter said firmly: "Waltz was just an ordinary captain at the time. Even if he could order his men, they might not dare to do so. Once others knew about it, they would be brought to a military court. So I think it was..."

He didn't say the following words clearly, but Yoshino realized something and his scalp went numb for a moment.

"Hunter, that day..." he asked hesitantly, "What did you go through?"

This topic was very touching, and Yoshino asked it very hesitantly. As expected, Hunter's face turned pale, but he understood that he had to ask the other party to investigate, so it would be best to explain the cause and effect clearly.

"That day……"

Hunter glanced at the door and spoke in a voice so quiet that only the two of them could hear.

"I saw a strange body."

At that time, he had just been stripped of the Silver Star Medal and returned to the battlefield from the United States. He was criticized and controversial by others, but his superiors still assigned him tasks and sent him to the front line.

His comrades ostracized him, leaving him isolated and helpless. During a mission one day, he accidentally got separated from his friends.

Hunter whispered, "That man is dead, but I can't tell how he died. I've been on the battlefield for so long, and I've never seen such a strange death..."

To say that he was surprised would be an understatement; his first reaction was actually disgust.

He had never seen such a disgusting dead person!

The corpse's skin was festering, but it was not caused by the explosion. The clothes on the body were intact, and there was not even much dust from the ruins. A closer look revealed a thin layer of dark yellow pus coagulated on the bloody face.

The skin on the corpse's hands was completely rotten, and the five fingers that barely had a shape were stained dark brown, with flesh that had been pulled off between the nails.

That's not even the point.

"The body had a tag tied to its wrist," Hunter said.

Yoshino frowned. "Tag? Could it be a soldier's dog tag?"

In the past, when they served in the army, each of them wore a dog tag so that the superiors could tell where they were affiliated with at a glance.

Hunter shook his head. "The plate is made of plastic, and the characters don't look like the soldier's number. It has a string of English and numbers on it..."

"Pasr-032."

Yoshino was horrified when he heard this.

If dog tags are a soldier's identity symbol, then what kind of people do such tags symbolize?

What does it represent?

……

"This is 032..."

Aoyagi Akimitsu is looking through the photos in the album.

It recorded the entire process of a person's physical changes within a few minutes, from coughing with his hands covering his mouth, his skin turning red and festering, scratching his cheeks hard and wailing, falling to the ground and dying, with a layer of dark yellow pus oozing out of the rotten flesh...

He had no discomfort with the detailed death presented before him, and quickly turned the page, only to see a photo that was out of place in the entire album.

The deceased was wearing a relatively clean white robe, lying in the dirty and dusty ruins, with half of his face rotten and the remaining eyes staring upwards, his fingers strangely shaped like claws, as if he had grabbed something forcefully before he died.

Compared to the various high-definition detailed photos on the previous page, this photo looks more like a still of a corpse in a horror movie released by professionals.

This is indeed the work of a professional.

Aoyagi Akimichi looked at the photo, which was taken by war correspondent Ryu Kamikawa as if it was an ordinary corpse and then purchased - if the Osaka Public Security Bureau had paid more attention when collecting the body last time, he might have taken a few glances at it - and then looked at the assessment written by the researcher inside.

[Pasr-010, the experiment failed again. Need to be dealt with. - Mam]

"Pasr... Passover?"

Aoyagi Binguang recognized the abbreviation of the word at the beginning and laughed softly.

"Sacrificial Lamb... You guys are so smart to use this as a synonym for human experiment."

Chapter 319: Fire Fighting (Part )

There are many rules of modern warfare.

Civilians cannot be shot, prisoners of war cannot be treated harshly, and there are even restrictions on the use of poison gas - like mustard gas. In a certain war in Libya, the poison gas used was neutralized with additives to reduce its toxicity.

However, everyone knows that these rules are only on the surface and are broken behind the scenes at any time.

For example, there are bad soldiers who kill civilians and torture prisoners of war for fun, and upload them to the dark web to share with others.

For example, some people, or countries, would take advantage of war to conduct human experiments on prisoners of war and civilians who were unable to evacuate in time, which could not be made public.

After all, even in the most chaotic places, the sudden appearance of hundreds of corpses with strange deaths would attract attention from the outside world. Only war, which constantly produces corpses every day, can easily cover up all traces of crime.

This matter has nothing to do with the organization. The organization has always lived in the gutter. At most, it uses marginalized people such as vagrants and stowaways for experiments. It does not have the ability to do these things in a war-torn country while concealing the power of both sides.

The only one who can do it must be one of them.

There were many well-known researchers who participated in the experiment at that time. Mamm joined because he was borrowed by some people who knew the existence of the organization to "help". He was very happy, happier than a mouse falling into a rice jar, and even reluctant to leave when the war ended.

Opposite Aoyagi Akimitsu, Mark Spencer, one of the people who knew about the experiment, finally made his move. He heard the ridicule just now, but ignored it and asked impatiently about the previous topic.

"Not revenge? What on earth is he going to do?"

Qing Liu Bingguang closed the photo album, threw it aside, and spoke calmly:

“He wants to attract attention.”

……

Compared with the shadows cast by certain wars, Hunter being slandered for shooting civilians was just a trivial matter that no one took seriously.

When he was shot, it was actually an accident.

Human experiments were not allowed to be performed openly, and only a few people knew about it, but Hunter was not one of them. He got separated from his teammates that day and accidentally came to a corpse disposal site, where he saw a corpse.

So a soldier who was patrolling the area regularly shot him.

When the gun was fired, several comrades who had found Hunter missing and came back to look for him appeared, forcing the soldier to stop and lie that it was an accidental shot. Together with them, they sent Hunter to the nearest field hospital.

The medical staff were unaware of the situation and tried their best to rescue Hunter. After Hunter was rescued, he believed that the soldier was following Waltz's instructions and did not pay attention to the body. Mark Spencer rarely felt a sense of appreciation for his talent and did not kill him again, but acquiesced to his retirement.

It’s a pity that there is no impenetrable wall in the world.

The man who shot Hunter was named Bill Murphy. He retired after the war and helped do some dirty work in those years. After a failure, he died in an "accident" the next day.

To Mark Spencer, Murphy's death was just a loss of a worker, and he didn't take it seriously at all;

But for the victim Hunter, he immediately realized something was wrong as soon as he saw the news.

In the years since he retired, Hunter lost his wife and sister, and was diagnosed with a terminal illness. Most people would have given up on themselves, but he didn't. Instead, he calmed down and began to recall what happened back then, and finally noticed something was wrong.

"He had received compensation from a pharmaceutical company and did not intend to treat his illness and prolong his life. He gave the money to a good friend and asked him to find an intelligence dealer to find some experimental data and the itinerary of some researchers that year."

Aoyagi Binguang picked up the black chess piece, glanced at the chessboard, and placed the chess piece on one of the squares.

At the same time, he added politely: "Don't be surprised that he thought of this so quickly. It may not be leaked by an insider. After all, you have a lot of criminal records in human experiments."

Mark Spencer's face was as dark as the sky during a storm.

"He spent most of his compensation on buying that information, and he couldn't afford treatment anymore, but he didn't care and was discharged from the hospital without treatment."

"I'm afraid he decided at that time to create a few major cases to attract social attention, and then expose what you did in the past in front of the eyes of the whole world."

The military was secretly conducting human experiments, which was a huge scandal, and he couldn't go to the local police station to report it or report it online. If he did so, he would probably "commit suicide" in a few hours.

So he needs to get attention first. The more the better.

"To this end, he kidnapped several criminal soldiers, bombed the embassy and the minister who was sheltering his relatives, killed those enemies who had wronged him, and pushed his already bad reputation further into the abyss..."

Aoyagi Hikari sighed, "That friend also took the initiative to join. Hunter took him to training, taught him sniping and bomb making, and voluntarily became an accomplice who was doomed to die."

He seemed deeply moved by this justice and friendship, and Mark Spencer curled up the corners of his mouth in a sneer.

"Don't be ridiculous, he just wants revenge! He didn't investigate those things for justice, he just wanted to continue to be a hero, a hero who sacrificed himself to reveal the truth in the hearts of the people! He will always be remembered by others!"

"Don't be so dark-minded."

Qing Liu Bingguang looked at him helplessly, and seeing that the other party's face was really ugly, he added:

"You have to believe in justice sometimes. If you really want revenge, you should lock up the person and secretly skin him for a few days and nights, and then feed the minced meat to the wolves. Isn't it easier to just shoot him in the head like this? Isn't that a bargain for the enemy?"

Mark Spencer's ugly expression froze.

It took him a while to come back to his senses. Seeing that the situation on the chessboard was hopeless, he looked at Aoyagi Akimitsu again.

"This matter cannot be exposed," he said.

If Hunter had succeeded in exposing this matter, he, as the battlefield commander at the time, would have been arrested and later "committed suicide out of fear of punishment" in prison.

Although he is a die-hard fan of the organization's boss, he is also Goldwasser's friend. Currently, Rum is powerful, and Goldwasser needs more allies who can speak in front of the boss to compete with him.

Under Mark Spencer's gaze, the third-in-command's remaining blood slowly nodded.

"I know."

……

Rice flower town.

After arriving on the first floor, Kevin Yoshino was escorted to the police car. Looking at the reporters and cameras that surrounded him, he could no longer suppress his excitement.

Before Hunter made the plan, they actually contacted a local American reporter, Brian Woods, the reporter who pursued Hunter's family and almost got sued for it.

That guy always likes to write eye-catching things and has accumulated a certain amount of popularity on the Internet. If he is willing to help, it can attract a lot of people's attention.

But when Hunter came to his house and explained his purpose, Brian Woods started arguing with him on the spot.

"No, how could I possibly do that?! You're crazy!"

His swearing even attracted the attention of the neighbors next door, and Hunter had to leave quickly.

Afterwards, Kevin Yoshino went to Japan with a normal identity according to Hunter's plan; Hunter stayed in the United States temporarily, asked the intelligence dealer to forge his identity, and then killed Brian Woods, leaving clues of the chess pieces.

The black Go represents the commander. When he came to his house that time, the commander was playing Go with someone else, which should be the commander's interest; the camel blood represents the victimized Middle Eastern civilians.

Before the US police could investigate, Hunter came to Japan with a fake identity, rented the cheapest apartment with his remaining money, and met up with Kevin Yoshino.

There he again stated his plan.

"I found out. There were two guys who had just been released from prison, and a few others who had committed crimes. I remember their faces. They had actually shot and killed civilians on the battlefield..."

Hunter took out the photos and arranged six photos in a row, headed by the minister's son.

Kevin Yoshino looked at the photos.