Create a fantasy paradise starting from Conan

Those policemen were obviously in disguise. The fat officer also had traces of disguise on his body. The blood on the ground was probably from animals such as chickens and ducks.

But the scene was so realistic that even I had to observe carefully to find the flaws.

When he turned around, he suddenly found that Kogoro Mouri's body was covered with dense red dots, and Kuroba Kaito felt his scalp tingling.

A real sniper rifle? Is it necessary?

At this moment, the sound of propeller turning suddenly came from a distance.

Looking up, hundreds of helicopters were flying from a distance, and a large number of drones were strafing the ground.

Immediately afterwards, a large number of fully armed special forces soldiers descended from the sky with military parachutes on their backs.

In just a few minutes, a large number of white-faced soldiers gathered on the street and began to clear out the members of the organization.

Soon, a white captain, with dozens of soldiers, surrounded them from both sides of the street.

"Kudo Shinichi found out, take him away immediately!"

"You...you can't do this, I..."

Kogoro Maori spoke broken English and was kicked away by the white captain before he could say two words.

This scene also made Hei Yu Kaito break out in a cold sweat, and he no longer had the confidence he had just had.

Could it be that this isn't acting?

Did the phone call just now really reach the Metropolitan Police Department, and did Inspector Megure also report Kudo Shinichi's rejuvenation to the police?

Afterwards, the American ambassador to Japan reported the news to his superiors immediately and dispatched troops?

The three were blindfolded, taken on the plane, and began their long journey again.

After about dozens of minutes, the three were taken to a military base where white people were everywhere.

This time, the three were held in different cells.

However, Conan, who witnessed the deaths of Inspector Megure and Officer Sato, is still immersed in despair.

Even when he was sent to the experimental table, his limbs were fixed, and the researchers around him in white coats and masks took out scalpels, his expression did not change.

Conan silently looked at the high-tech ceiling, quietly waiting for the blade to hit him.

At this moment, a series of explosions suddenly came from outside.

Soon, a fully armed white officer rushed in from outside and said hurriedly in English:

"Every country has sent their elite special forces to gather intelligence, and Japan has even mobilized its Self-Defense Forces. This place is no longer safe. Kudo must be transported back to the mainland immediately."

"All experimental equipment and materials here must be blown up. They cannot be left to Japan."

"Yes!"

Conan was put down again.

He was blindfolded again and taken to the plane.

Listening to the tense conversations among the white people around him, his mood completely sank to the bottom, and he couldn't help muttering to himself:

"Is a world war about to break out?"

"If nothing unexpected happens, yes." Someone suddenly replied.

"does it worth?"

"Of course you have such value. For this, we will not hesitate even if it means destroying the world."

"That's it..."

I am such a plague.

Speaking of which, my life has changed dramatically since I changed from Kudo Shinichi to Edogawa Conan.

Not only was I plagued by bad luck, I also became a walking murder weapon, and one murder after another was caused by me.

To this day, it has also triggered world wars.

"Ha ha……"

"why are you laughing?"

"Haha... maybe I should have died a long time ago."

Conan laughed for a while, struggled to remove the eye patch, and looked around.

This is a large passenger helicopter. Dozens of fully armed white soldiers are sitting upright, and there are also several men and women in white coats and masks, who should be researchers.

"In the end, all of this is my own fault."

"Because he had been smooth sailing since childhood, he helped Inspector Megure solve several cases and was called a famous high school detective, and his fame spread to the sky."

"When they discovered a dangerous individual, they didn't call the police or prepare any backup plan. They just followed him carelessly."

"The moment the poison was poured into my mouth, I should have died."

"I finally managed to save my life, but instead of cherishing it, I acted recklessly and recklessly. Even though I knew the organization was watching me, I didn't hide my identity. Instead, I solved cases in a high-profile manner and showed off everywhere."

"To this day, my relatives and friends have been killed by me one after another."

"Inspector Megure, Officer Sato, Uncle Mori, Brother Kaito... hehe... and they even started a world war."

"I shouldn't be living in this world any longer."

At the end of his words, Conan stepped on the chair behind him, jumped up, and crashed into the corner of the table not far away.

Although I'm not sure, I can only take a gamble at this time.

The corner of the table is quite sharp. If I aim at the eye socket, it will hit the target with one blow. The person will definitely die.

The next moment, a man in a white coat appeared out of nowhere in front of Conan five meters away and held him steadily.

"Sorry, I took it too far."

Baimu put Conan down, took off his mask, and rubbed his head with a smile.

"I don't actually hate you, but you are indeed too impulsive and reckless. You don't leave yourself any room for retreat when doing things, and you like to be in the spotlight."

"So, this time, at Yusaku's invitation, I'll teach you a lesson."

"I hope that after today, you will understand what it means to be cautious."

Conan, who was ready to commit suicide, suddenly saw a familiar face and was confused.

The next second, he suddenly reacted and looked back.

The men and women in white coats have taken off their masks.

Although there were several people he didn't recognize, he still recognized his father who was walking slowly towards the front of the crowd.

At this moment, Conan relaxed completely.

That’s great, there was no world war, and Inspector Megure and the others should still be alive.

But then, a strong anger rose in my heart.

He stood up by stepping on the chair, jumped high, and kicked Kudo Yusaku in the chest, knocking him to the ground.

"Damn dad! Do you know how scared I was? I thought a world war had really started because of me."

"I thought Inspector Megure, Officer Sato and the others also died there because of me."

"I thought I was really going to be sliced ​​into pieces..."

At the end of his words, Conan's eyes turned red and tears flowed down his face.

Chapter 121 This time, I lost miserably

"That's too much this time, Yusaku."

"Ah... Yusaku, you've gone too far."

"Actually, Shinichi is a very sensible child. Yusaku, this time it's your fault."

Hearing the accusations behind him, Kudo Yusaku was speechless.

Is this my fault? I only wanted to scare him at first.

If it weren't for you guys excitedly stirring up trouble, the situation would have gotten bigger and bigger, and finally even led to a world war.

"Sorry, Shinichi, you should know what caution is by now, right?"

"Shut up! Stop preaching. I don't want to hear anything right now."

Conan stood up angrily, sat on a chair beside him, wiped his tears, and after about a minute, he adjusted his attitude.

Although I was still very angry, I managed to calm down.

"Ms. Chris, this exercise mobilized 2,320 people, cost over $3 million, and resulted in zero casualties..."

"Thank you for your hard work. This drill ends here. Please pack up."

"Yes! Everything for the Fujimine Group!"

As the white officer saluted, turned around, and led the team away, Bai Mu and others were soon the only ones left in the cabin.

"Are these people... retired soldiers?" Kudo Yusaku pondered.

“That’s right.” Vermouth chuckled. “But, to be honest, the reason they were able to join the army and successfully retire, and have the life they have now, is all due to the funding from our Fujimine Group.”

"If it weren't for us, most of them would probably still be struggling in the mire, or perhaps have become homeless, dying quietly in some deserted corner."

"From a poor family, unable to afford education, he joined the army, trained, served on the battlefield, and after retirement, he joined security companies such as Asia Union, Euro Union, Western Union, and Dongsheng. He earned high salaries, was the pride of his family, and lived an ordinary life."

"We have at least hundreds of thousands of people like this under our Tengfeng Group."

This is really amazing. Fortunately, they are not enemies.

Thinking of this, Kudo Yusaku hesitated and asked:

"How does the organization's strength compare to yours?"

Hearing the word "organization", Conan pricked up his ears unconsciously.

"Well... it's hard to say."

Vermouth shook her head slightly, thought for a moment, and spoke again:

"Although our Fujifeng Group has grown rapidly, it has only been around for 22 years, while the organization has existed for at least 50 or 60 years."

"The balance of power isn't that intuitive. After all, the organization's connections are all single-line, and no one can clearly identify its members."

"To be honest, I wouldn't be surprised if the Prime Minister was a member of the organization."

Conan couldn't help but widen his eyes, and there seemed to be an echo repeating in his ears.

Prime Minister? Did I hear that right?

Kudo Yusaku thought for a moment and spoke again:

"That's not surprising. The Karasuma Group has been around for so long, and its network of relationships is so complex. Its financial resources surpass those of the Suzuki and Ooka Groups."

"Furthermore, these established forces are often closely connected, so a single spy can remain hidden for decades."

"I just have one question. If we were to target the organization, would you, or should I say you, take action?"

Vermouth was full of confusion. She looked at the white screen, then looked out the window, and was speechless for a long time.

Although she didn't say anything, her attitude was clear.

"I understand." Kudo Yusaku nodded in understanding.

He could see that Chris still had a lot of kindness in her heart, but perhaps because of her childhood education and subsequent experiences, she didn't care about the law, good and evil, and was a character who was both good and evil.

What she cared about was actually only the opinion of Fujimine Maku.

But even so, the old man from the Karasuma Group still ranks high in her heart.

Seeing this, Bai Mu took Vermouth's hand and said with a smile:

"Let me tell you, and explain the current situation to Conan."

"The organization actually didn't find out about Conan, nor did they know that Kudo Shinichi was still alive."

"However, there has always been a lot of cooperation between our two sides."

"That day, after Chris discovered that Shinichi had shrunk, she immediately negotiated with the organization and took the researchers and facilities over."