Conan: I'm Really Not the Manipulator

"It's okay, tell me about it." Qingliu Bingguang smiled.

[He is an undercover agent of the Japanese Public Security Bureau, with the alias of Toru Amuro, his real name is Rei Furuya, and his nickname is ZERO. He is very handsome, knows a lot of things, is a mixed-race, has blond hair and dark skin, is good at collecting intelligence, and is a mystic like Vermouth.]

[He had a childhood friend who was also an undercover agent in the organization. I can’t remember his name or code name. They had other friends during their time at the police academy.]

After all, his classmate just mentioned it casually and he didn't remember it too carefully.

[Oh, I remember two of them could defuse bombs.]

Bunny remembers this clearly. The two policemen appeared in the 1200 million hostages episode. At that time, the character creation, animation painting, and plot were all at their peak, which was not comparable to the later weird plots and the deadly painting style.

Especially the smoking curly-haired policeman, who left a deep impression on people in just a few minutes.

Unfortunately, he remembered the appearance but not the name. He only knew that the policeman had interacted with Sato.

"Two CIA agents, one of whom is dead; one FBI agent, and two Japanese public security officers..."

Qing Liu Bingguang slowly counted them and sighed softly: "There are indeed a lot of undercover agents."

[That’s not all. There was even a movie version that was teased as ‘Gin’s Nightmare’… I can’t even remember the code names of the three foreign undercover agents.]

After reading this, Aoyagi Binguang seemed to be choked and coughed several times in succession.

After a few seconds, he recovered, with an irrepressible smile on his face: "...This name sounds very interesting. It's a pity that I can't watch it with my own eyes."

Rabbit found that this teammate had a good mentality - if he was forced to wear an electronic anklet that could not be removed and would die if he failed to complete the task, he would definitely not be able to laugh even if he heard something funnier.

[You'd better not underestimate the organization for this. ]

Rabbit couldn't help but remind: [There are many undercover agents in the organization, but it is still very dangerous. They can blow up the Shinkansen to eliminate their traces. In order to kill Shirley, they can blow up buildings and trains...]

When reading the comics, you can freely laugh at the organization as a water plant, and Gin becomes a funny character fighting alone - after all, no matter how much he jokes, the other party will not jump out and hit him.

But it's different now.

Now he and this organization are in the same world.

In addition to sending out undercover agents, the organization can also blow up skyscrapers at will, release poison gas at train stations, and use helicopters to strafed a country's iconic buildings at night.

This is definitely a terrorist organization!

Such criminal organizations, no matter how many undercover agents there are, can ordinary people afford to offend them? If you run into an accident caused by them, even just one, your life will be gone. Even if you survive, you may be left with a disability or serious psychological trauma!

When the rabbit thought of this, he wilted.

To be honest, he didn't know why he became the black player. The system said that the black player was a criminal, but he had never committed any crime, not even petty theft...

The rabbit was wilting when suddenly a hand reached out.

Qing Liu Bingguang touched his head and said calmly: "Don't worry, I won't underestimate the organization. Although the system says that we will not die and can be resurrected if we die... but there must be a big price to pay."

"What is the ending of the comic? Did the organization disappear?" he suddenly asked again.

[I don't know. It was still being serialized when I traveled through time.]

Rabbit answered, remembering the original work's positioning, and cheered up again: [But this is a boy's comic, the ending must be that justice wins, the organization disappears, and lovers finally get married! ]

If it were a youth comic, the ending would be hard to predict, but this is a boys comic.

——Shonen comics may have theories about one’s origin and bloodline, but the overall values ​​are still positive and not too dark or cruel.

Perhaps readers will develop conspiracy theories themselves, something the author rarely does.

After hearing what the rabbit said, Aoyagi Binguang stopped talking. He leaned back on the pillow with a relaxed posture, and seemed to be in a good mood.

Rabbit looked at the closed door, then at his shackles, and hesitated to speak: [Can you really go out tomorrow? Will the organization find me? ]

If his teammate didn't have an irremovable, remotely controlled electronic shackle on his foot, he would definitely use the black fog to take him out instead of staying here with him.

"It should be possible... When they come over tomorrow, you can turn into a smaller scorpion and hide in my clothes. This way it will be less noticeable."

Rabbit thought this was a good idea. He temporarily closed the group chat and went to look at the character interface again.

Qing Liu Bingguang turned his body slightly to look at it: "Your mission still hasn't been refreshed?"

[No.] Rabbit switched back to the group chat interface, [Has yours been generated?]

"It's generated, but I don't quite understand it. I plan to study it in detail when I have time. Let's focus on the organization's mission first." Qing Liu Bingguang didn't elaborate and sat up again: "Do you want to rest? If you want to sleep, I'll turn off the lights."

The rabbit did feel a little tired, he yawned and nodded.

With so many things happening today, he really needed to take a good rest... His luck wasn't too bad as he was able to find his teammates on the first day of the journey.

Qing Liu Binguang turned over and got out of bed. He put away the plate, spread out the quilt, and picked up the water cup and toothbrush beside him. Just as he was about to turn off his phone and the light, Rabbit remembered something.

[The rules mention that players can switch camps and form alliances with players from other camps. Once we get out, do your organization mission while looking for other players.]

The rabbit thought about it and decided to try changing camps.

The typical character of the black side is Gin. Although he plays memes, he knows very well that his opponent is a demon who kills without blinking an eye and everyone else should stay as far away from him as possible.

If he became such a person, his father would definitely beat him severely, his mother would be so angry that she would faint or cry, and he himself would probably collapse... So, he had to find a way to change sides.

"Well, when we get out, we'll go look for it together."

Aoyagi Binguang put away his phone into his pocket, then walked to the bathroom next door with his toiletries.

The rabbit watched him leave and slowly crawled into the quilt, leaving only its head exposed.

It is really important for teammates to have a good temper. Sometimes a bad teammate is more terrible than a great teammate. If he is an antisocial person or a middle school student with a bad temper, he will not know how to get along with him.

This is the case with these two, and the remaining players are on the red team or passers-by, so they shouldn't be too bad.

The rabbit gradually felt sleepy and closed his eyes. At the moment when he was about to fall asleep, a strange thought flashed through his mind.

My teammates seem to be very stable people...Why is there an ID called "Rage"?

Chapter 11 Small Goals

Underground laboratory.

In the video, two people carried a headless body into the room. Ten minutes later, the person in charge rushed in and pushed the door open. A few minutes later, he stumbled out.

Gin watched this simple video over and over again, not missing any clues. He also checked other surveillance cameras in the base.

After finishing a new round of playback, he turned off the video with a sullen face: "Where are the two members?"

"One of them died. His death was horrible. His face was bloody and a lot of his hair and scalp were torn out. From what I can tell from the injuries, it looks like he was buried in fine sand and stirred at a very fast speed."

The person in charge quickly answered.

"The other one is alive and unharmed, but in a coma. I had him sent to the medical room and plan to ask him about his condition after he wakes up."

He emphasized that he was unharmed. He knew that the member who survived would be given a code name, but so what? With such a strange thing happening, the organization would definitely interrogate that person, and he would be useless.

"Give him an injection of amphetamine, I have something to ask him." Gin ordered.

Amphetamine, a powerful central nervous system stimulant, can quickly wake a person who has fainted.

Normally, during the interrogation process, traitors or undercover agents would be given injections to keep them awake for a long time, making it impossible for them to escape the pain by falling into a coma.

"Yes, yes." The person in charge nodded, "I'll arrange it right away!"

Seeing his expression, Gin sneered and added, "When you are done questioning him, you should also go to the interrogation room."

After saying that, he turned around and left the room, ignoring the person in charge's instantly unpleasant expression.

He took out his cell phone. The guy to be interrogated was about to get a code name. He had to tell that gentleman before giving him the medicine, as well as the guy above...

After Gin sent the email to the leader of the organization, he sent the information he had spent several days collecting and organizing to Aoyagi Akimitsu's email with just one click.

In order for the undercover agents sent out by the gang to accumulate merits and improve their status in those intelligence agencies, the organization will provide them with assistance depending on the situation.

Even if Aoyagi Akimitsu is suspected of being ill, Gin will never fool around when it comes to helping, and will always be careful to help the other party conceal his identity, not even revealing a word about Vodka - this is completely different from Vermouth who will occasionally ask his dog for help.

After he sent the message, the other party replied with an OK a few seconds later.

Just as Gin was about to put his phone away, the next email from Aoyagi Binkou came right after.

[If I find the undercover agent and confirm his identity within these three months, can it prove that I am normal? ]

"........."

Gin looked at the email, reading every word clearly, and chuckled softly. It was not the threatening sneer he would give to the person in charge, but a laugh that comes when he encounters something interesting.

[As long as you can do it. During this period, you can mobilize some members of the organization, but be careful not to reveal your true face or real voice in front of them...]

It is not that easy to catch an undercover agent. Those rats and their companions in the rat's nest will not easily reveal their tracks.

Rum also tried to find an undercover agent not long ago, but ended up failing miserably.

The few Metropolitan Police Department police officers he had bribed with great difficulty not only refused to pass on the information again, but also turned against him and almost caught the confidant he had tried to contact.

[Including you? ]

Gin glanced at the door of the medical room not far away. The member who was about to be given the code name Tequila was waiting for him.

He didn't hesitate and replied to the other party.

[Including me.]

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It is late at night.

The light in the bathroom was on. Aoyagi Binguang walked through the door and saw Rabbit sleeping soundly under the part of the quilt that was stained with anesthetic.

He looked away and looked at the text on his phone.

[Ley, Bourbon, and Kiel are suspected to be undercover agents. ]

This was the email he really wanted to send to Gin. Unfortunately, no matter what he did - changing the language, using codes - he couldn't send it.

The snake-like demon flew beside him again, holding an emergency sign high in his hand.

[The 'plot modification restrictions' have not yet been lifted, and the fate of the plot characters cannot be directly changed. 】

He looked at this sentence and calmly deleted this email along with all the other emails from Gin except the intelligence.

The demon put away the sign and transformed it back into a ring on his right hand.

Aoyagi Binguang quickly finished washing up, returned to the bedside, put things back in place, pulled a chair from the side, sat down quietly, and looked at the furry black mass on the bed.

After the rabbit started communicating with him, he observed him carefully and profiled him.