Create a fantasy paradise starting from Conan

Chapter 80 I died miserably, give me back my life

On the other side, the three people except Shuichi Akai also encountered the same dilemma.

Unlike Jinpei Matsuda, they did not have the contact information of Baimu, so they could not appear out of thin air on the streets of Tokyo. Besides being surprised, they were all filled with panic.

After all, he is already dead, both legally and otherwise.

Outside a telephone booth on the street, Tatsuya Kimura looked down at his shirt, saw the empty pockets, and frowned slightly.

Memories of my previous life have gradually come back to me.

At that time, after seeing Mari's face after plastic surgery, I was in a bad mood and couldn't help but sing a song to mock her again.

Then, not long after sitting down, he lost consciousness.

? ?

"What's going on... Did Mari poison me? Has she... always resented me this much?"

"Hmm... What time is it now? Mari should have been sentenced by now, right?"

If the time is not too long, you can just run back and pretend that you are not dead.

But judging from the Lord God's reminder that five points must be used for repair, even if his body has not been cremated, it should be soon.

As he was pondering, a siren suddenly sounded in the distance.

Tatsuya Kimura didn't think much about it, and quietly stepped aside, wanting to check the time on the big screen on the street.

At this moment, the police car suddenly stopped and several policemen surrounded it as quickly as possible.

"Kimura Tatsuya! Are you Mr. Kimura Tatsuya?"

Kimura Tatsuya's heart was pounding, but he forced himself to remain calm and said in a deep voice:

"You...are not my fans, right?"

"Mr. Kimura, don't be alarmed. I'm Juzo Megure from the Metropolitan Police Department's First Investigation Division. I've received a report that Tatsuya Kimura's body was stolen before it was buried. Mr. Kimura... are you still alive? Or rather, are you Mr. Kimura?"

Even though he had seen his shadow, Megure Jusan still found it difficult to let go of the worries in his heart.

Three days ago, the person who had been confirmed dead and was about to be cremated was resurrected after the case was over.

Moreover, the other party is the lead singer of a well-known band. This is too subtle.

Once it is confirmed that it is indeed a misjudgment, the Metropolitan Police Department will definitely be heavily criticized.

Is this person really Tatsuya Kimura, and not someone else with a similar appearance?

I thought I was going to investigate a corpse theft case, but I didn't expect to see the stolen body on the street, and it had come back to life.

"Only three days?"

Tatsuya Kimura breathed a sigh of relief. Although coming back to life would attract too much attention, if it was only for three days, there should be a way to get away with it.

"Don't worry, I'm Tatsuya Kimura. What's with the corpse? I feel like I just took a nap."

"In that case, Mr. Kimura, please come with us to the hospital for confirmation. If we are sure that you are really Mr. Kimura..."

"Wait a minute, where's Mari? How is Mari now?"

Because it happened only three days ago, Megure Juzo still had some impression of the person he mentioned, Mari Terahara.

"Ms. Terahara has already signed a confession, but since only three days have passed, there shouldn't be a verdict yet, right?"

"That's great. If I sign a letter of understanding and don't hold her responsible for anything, can you let her go?"

"I'm sorry, even if it's attempted murder, you must be subject to the strict judgment of the law..."

"I understand. I will hire the best lawyer for Mari."

It’s only been three days, my property shouldn’t have been processed yet, right?

......

"You...how are you still alive!?"

Seeing Mika Mitsui suddenly walking past the store, the manager of Green Beauty Salon, Midori Goto, widened his eyes in surprise.

Last night, because Mitsui was going to change jobs, he went to find her again and persuaded her not to leave, saying that the beauty salon could not afford to lose her.

But she was determined to change jobs, so in a fit of rage, he got rid of her.

After that, in order to avoid suspicion from the police, she made a lot of special preparations.

? ?

Mika Mitsui was slightly startled, because she didn't know how much time had passed in the present world, and the surroundings seemed extremely familiar, so she walked over while thinking about her own things.

Unexpectedly, this is actually where I have been working.

Moreover, judging from the stunned expression on the store manager's face, she must have killed herself only yesterday, right?

Thinking of this, a mischievous idea suddenly arose in Mika Mitsui's mind.

His expression instantly darkened and his voice became erratic.

"Manager...I died a tragic death. Please give me back my life."

"what!!"

Midori Goto screamed and fell to the ground unconsciously.

"Don't come over here! Don't come over here!!"

"Manager, just because of such a small matter as resigning, you actually murdered me. This is really too much. Come with me, I will take you to hell with me."

"Ahhh!!!"

Midori Goto screamed in fear and crawled backwards.

There was already something fishy going on in her heart, and at this moment, the image of Mitsui Mika in her eyes had turned into a murderous evil ghost.

Hearing the sound here, Conan, Ayumi and others hurried over.

Last night, after a chance encounter, Mika Mitsui agreed to help a few people cut their hair.

Therefore, several people rushed over early in the morning.

He found Mika Mitsui standing at the door of the store, and the middle-aged female manager was crawling backwards with a look of fear on her face. Conan looked around but couldn't find what was wrong.

"Is she afraid of Miss Mika? Why?"

Noticing Conan and others beside her, Mika Mitsui also smiled.

"So it's you guys, Ayumi. Sorry, I have something to do today, so I might have to cancel the appointment. Let's exchange contact information. Next time you come to my shop, I'll give you a free haircut."

"There's a ghost! There's a ghost...!!" Midori Goto screamed again.

Seeing this, Ayumi was somewhat angry and could not help but say:

"Mika-sister is not a ghost!"

"No, she is the ghost. I remember clearly that I strangled her to death last night."

Conan reacted instantly and realized that the store manager must have had a conflict with Miss Mika yesterday, and after killing her with his own hands, he may have done something else.

But I didn't expect that she was not actually dead, so I was so panicked when I saw Miss Mika again this morning.

Thinking of this, Conan took out his cell phone without hesitation and prepared to call the police.

Noticing Conan's actions, Mitsui Mika couldn't help but stop him:

"Conan, forget it, I'm actually fine."

Although she had died once, after three months of experience in the reincarnation world, her resentment towards the store manager had gradually dissipated.

"No, Miss Mika, according to the law, even if it's attempted murder, you still have to face legal trial."

"What's more, if she attacks Miss Meixiang over such a trivial matter, there's no guarantee that she won't attack others for other reasons in the future."

"If you don't receive legal education, you will definitely despise life in the future, and if you argue with someone again, you will definitely have murderous thoughts."

After saying that, Conan decisively picked up his phone and dialed 110.

Listening to the conversation between the two, Midori Goto realized that Mika Mitsui was not dead.

While he was ecstatic, he also felt a strong anger and immediately pounced on Conan.

"Little ghost, don't meddle in other people's business! Since she is not dead, why should the police arrest me?"

"Conan, be careful!"

Genta hurriedly stretched out his hands and blocked Conan.

And Mika Mitsui also took decisive action and kicked Midori Goto out.

With just a light kick, Midori Goto flew five or six meters.

This outrageous situation made Ayumi feel confused and she couldn't recover for a long time.

"Sister Meixiang, have you ever practiced martial arts?"

"Yeah, I practiced a little before when I was bored."

To be honest, it only took these three months to pass through the maze and raise my level to level 16, the limit allowed by my talent.

Although he was only level 16, his increased physique and physical fitness had already reached the level of an elite soldier who had been trained by a strong adult man for several years.

Moreover, in order to fight better in the maze, she also trained swordsmanship and spearmanship with everyone at night.

"you you!"

Midori Goto held her stomach in pain, pointed at Mika Mitsui, and was extremely angry.

"I understand! You must have faked your death last night. You must have deliberately not resisted and pretended to be killed by me."

"I'm your benefactor. It's so hard to find a job these days. Who do you think took you in in the first place?"

"Do you hate me that much? Bastard!"

Mika Mitsui remained silent and sighed:

"Manager, I didn't think you would attack me yesterday. I've already died once."

Chapter 81: Transfer Student from Teitan High School

Unlike the other people who came from ordinary families, Rika Shioi, as the daughter of the Shioi Group, was indeed very panicked at first, but when she learned that only seven days would pass before her death, she immediately called home and was taken back.

At this moment, the Shijing family is holding a funeral for her.

After confirming that she was indeed herself and the body in the coffin had disappeared, she immediately staged a drama of faking her death and coming back to life.

Fortunately, since his death was not glorious, no outsiders were invited to the funeral. It was just a ceremony held among family and friends.

Therefore, it did not cause much disturbance.

In a telephone booth on the street, Matsuda Jinpei, who had not originally intended to ask Fujimine Maku for help, wandered the streets for a whole day before he had to admit that the world was changing too fast.

In just three short years, he had become a stranger that he could no longer recognize.

It was not until the afternoon that he could use the coins he picked up from under the vending machine to dial the number he had memorized in a telephone booth.

If you don't want to commit a crime, it is not easy to start over as a person without an identity and without any money.

"Eh..."

Sitting on the bench next to the telephone booth, Jinpei Matsuda couldn't help sighing.

Being able to come back to life and start your life over again is actually not a bad thing.

However, too much time has passed, and in the country's information system, he has become a person who has long since died in the line of duty.

At this point, I can no longer live with my original identity.

After an unknown amount of time, a black car stopped nearby and a middle-aged man in a suit got out of the car.

"Hello, sir. Mr. Fujimine asked me to come and see you."

"Oh...? Thank you for your help."

"please wait."

The middle-aged man took out a stack of documents that was five or six sheets thick and handed it over.