Mo Yu also thought that Gin would come back soon after receiving the report, and he didn't want to meet Gin, the Saint of Killing, now, so he planned to leave as soon as possible. Then, countless tentacles spread out from the magical girl's armor. Although Suzuki Sonoko has awakened some of the abilities of the super old monsters of the previous era and has acquired powerful killing skills through learning from her surroundings, she is not proficient in the use of the magical girl armor, or the Moriarty fragments, which are only available in the second round. At this moment, Mo Yu demonstrated what high-end applications are. His tentacles spread and moved, entwining the cars parked around, and even the damaged motorcycle was not spared. To be honest, Mo Yu likes this motorcycle very much. It is quite fashionable and feels great. It can be seen that the original owner put a lot of thought into modifying it. Cars were dragged by the tentacles, and then eroded, alienated, disassembled, reassembled, and merged with the magical girl's armor itself. After a while, the magic girl's armor completed its second transformation. The lower body was no longer in the shape of legs, but had turned into a chariot with sixteen wheels, and by the way, there were several more gun barrels. Moriarty's power to reshape everything into a killing machine has a wide range of applications. Amidst the rumbling sound, the magical girl whose legs had transformed into a combat vehicle left with a roar. A long time later, Gin, who received the report, finally arrived late by skipping frames. He looked at the medical experimental institution that had mostly turned into ruins, a hint of blood appeared in his cold eyes, and then he turned around and chased after her. Mo Yu, who had some experience in the art of luck obstruction, cut off the possibility of Gin catching up with him! He spoke to the kidnapped Miyano Shiho leisurely through the magical girl armor:
"Let's get to know each other formally. My name is Q Bi, and I'm a familiar from the Heart-Pleasure Fairytale Kingdom. The guy you drugged is the magical girl partner I just signed, named Black of Hate. I think you have the qualifications to become a magical girl, so are you interested in giving it a try?" Miyano Shiho looked down at the tentacles wrapped around her body, then looked at the magical girl's posture that could only be described as a "monster", and finally said indifferently: "No, I am very satisfied with my human identity!" "If you agree to sign the contract, as long as you use some insignificant things, such as souls, you can make a wish come true. Haven't you always wanted to leave the organization together? Don't you really want to consider it? By the way, there is a buy one get one free recharge event recently. If you agree, I can let your sister Miyano Akemi also change her job to a magical girl and leave the organization together!" Looking at most of the Detective fan fiction, Haibara Ai is almost always a character that is very close to the protagonist, and Mo Yu is no exception, so, a sisterly threesome event is offered, oh no, it’s a buy one get one free recharge promotion! When Miyano Shiho heard that she had to recharge with souls after signing the contract, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, and she couldn't help but say, "Does your Xinyue Fairytale Kingdom have another name called Hell? This kind of contract model where the devil harvests souls should not be signed by anyone." "If I don't deliberately select, those who are willing to bet their souls in exchange for the realization of their wishes can line up from Beika Town to Gotham. However, those who really have the qualifications of a magical girl are really not willing to sign. Fortunately, I am also a flexible salesperson. I can give you a free trial package in advance. It's just right. After you experience it, we can talk about signing a contract..." Miyano Shiho suddenly discovered that dark pus was flowing out from the armor, along the tentacles, and gradually spreading to her body. "Wait, what do you want to do..." "At present, there is only one set of Magical Girl Transformation Armor, but fortunately I just got a Magical Sin Card, which can expand the slot space. This is a brand new fusion transformation process, there may be some surprises, please be patient..." The dark pus completely covered Miyano Shiho. She struggled hard, but it was meaningless. Then, the magical girl armor on Suzuki Sonoko's body dissolved and reorganized, becoming a little larger. Afterwards, Miyano Shiho was also swallowed in. They both wore a set of magical girl armor and appeared as conjoined twins with two heads, four arms, and the lower body made of a chariot. Miyano Shiho had not yet recovered from her shock. The aura of darkness turned into a mask, covering her face, continuously eroding her mind, digging out the truth about her from the previous era. "OK, a magical girl with two heads and four arms fused into a chariot is born. When I gather the magical girl five-color rangers in the future, I will use this method for the traditional five-in-one combined evolution form. Well, should I go to Mao Lilan first to give her a free trial first-time purchase gift package, or should I go to Miyano Akemi first to form a sisterly bond, or should I go back and devour Professor Agasa? It's really hard to decide. Forget it, I'm too lazy to think about it. I'll just devour them all at once and see if I can test the ultimate evolution of the magical girl today..." Just like that, Mo Yu made the decision happily. At the same time, Conan, a newbie in the brewery, went to Beika Town Park as soon as possible after school to carry out the task assigned by Gin to find members of the Legion of Six-Six-Six Beasts. At this time, Mao Lilan, who received the reminder from Mo Yu, also came to Beika Town Park. However, coincidentally, although the two parties were in the same place, their routes were completely missed. But this "coincidence" due to fate is not important at all, because, completely beyond the plot, the increasingly hideous and evil fusion-evolved magical girl is being driven by the God of Crime to gallop across the earth, greedily looking for the next victim, oh no, her super-fusion-evolved magical girl companion. Then, it gradually moved towards this side!
143. Conan actively lowers his moral average Conan observed all the people and things worth observing in Beika Town Park with a keen eye. Even without Gin's order, Conan could not forget the Legion of Six-Six-Six Beasts, and had already secretly made up his mind to track them down to the end. After opening his eyes in the New World Line, the first case he encountered was facing the criminals of the Legion of Six-Six-Six Beasts who used the method of exchanging crimes. Although Conan did not return empty-handed, he did not contribute much effective DPS. In the end, he could only make a strategic shift and rely on Gin, his former enemy, to save his life, which made Conan very unwilling. But Conan had to admit that there was some truth to the Eastern proverb that "Misfortune may be a blessing in disguise". After being promoted to the brewery by Gin as an exception, Conan also gained an identity, residence and money sufficient to survive in the new world line. In addition, he also received some intelligence support that he had never experienced in the past as a detective. When faced with any mystery, the detective has to investigate it personally, and then rely on his wisdom to unravel the mystery and deduce everything. If he is less intelligent, he may end up like Kogoro Mouri, who can do nothing. However, criminal organizations will not throw their men into an unfamiliar place and let them carry out their mission without knowing anything. If such a thing really happened, Gin would be the first to draw his gun to see if there was an undercover agent causing trouble and wanted to deliberately fail the mission. Gin gave Conan the task of investigating the Legion of the Six-Six-Six Beasts, and naturally provided him with the relevant basic information. Then, as long as Conan wanted to ask, he would tell him everything he knew as long as it did not involve the organization's secrets. Of course, it may also be because Gin saw that Conan was young, so he deliberately took care of him and gave him advice, so he was willing to say a few more words. But no matter what, Conan, who has not yet passed the brewery assessment and officially obtained the code name of the wine, is not as clueless about many things in Beika Town as he was when he just opened his eyes in the New World Line under the care of Gin, the big brother of the organization. He even knows some information that will never be circulated in the open world. For example, for many criminal organizations in Beika Town, the location is a very serious topic! Although the principle is unclear, when members of a criminal gang gather in one place for a long time, that place will change, and there will be some subtle blessings for the members of the criminal gang. According to Big Brother Gin, this law was summarized by a scientific research cadre within the organization, and after repeated verification by the organization, it was confirmed to exist. Although the various criminal gangs in Beika Town may not necessarily have talents who can summarize the relevant rules, their criminal souls or criminal instincts will instinctively, or even subconsciously, make them gather in a relatively fixed place for a long time. By the way, this law was also summarized and explored by the scientific research cadre, and was also verified by the organization. When Conan learned this information, his first reaction was to make a note in the traitor notebook in his mind. As long as he got the chance, he would betray the scientific research cadre who had an extraordinary mind and had quickly studied several new world line crime laws, in order to cut off one of the organization's arms. Of course, that’s a matter for the future! Although the scientific research cadre has summarized some rules, his research level is still shallow and he has not yet figured out the principles behind them. But for Conan, the so-called "principles" are not that complicated. According to Gin, although the Neon government tried its best to cover up and the news media reduced the probability of reporting the incident, and even if they did report it, they tried to gloss over it as much as possible, but in fact, Beika Town has recently become a world-renowned super crime capital, with a high crime rate ranking first in the world, far ahead of the second place. Even international criminal forces like the winery have become victims of the extremely high crime rate in Beika Town. Not only have the property assets they hold almost all become accident houses with a plummeting value, but many Beika Town companies that serve the organization have also encountered cases of sudden deaths of senior executives or presidents every now and then. Conan was particularly impressed by the latter, because when Gin came back to rest at night, every time he received similar reports through text messages on his mobile phone, he could not help but chant the lines "Ah, Kudo Shinichi", which made Conan very creepy. The morals of the people have become so corrupt that even though the Japanese government pretended nothing had happened, the people of Beika Town had already felt it. Although many citizens were walking in the Beika Town Park and looked relatively relaxed, when a stranger approached, they would subconsciously reveal a gloomy look, and a stand-in would vaguely appear behind them. Then, their hands would unconsciously reach into their arms, with the hilt of the knife slightly exposed. But the knife was never pulled out, because after those strangers noticed others' vigilance, they would move away appropriately, and those citizens who were taking a walk would also relax and not really take out the weapons in their arms! The people of Beika Town are so "simple and honest" that Conan really doesn't know what to say. Apart from these relatively normal citizens, there are some people among the strolling crowd who are thinking hard about something while walking. When they raise their heads inadvertently, they reveal a ferocious or smug smile, and then mutter "XXX, those guys who killed you, I won't let any of them go after I come up with a perfect crime method..." What, you asked Conan why he could hear it so clearly? Conan was subconsciously attracted to these guys and followed them closely. How could he not be aware of it! And wisps of criminal aura emanated from these guys, turning into invisible and strange smoke, gathering and dispersing silently in the air. Occasionally, there were places where the criminal aura was denser. Then, these guys who had not yet become criminals but had already stepped half a foot into the criminal world, subconsciously walked towards that place! Then, these guys, standing in places with a strong atmosphere of crime, will soon show expressions such as "I understand, I've realized it", "This criminal method is absolutely perfect", "The plan is successful, those guys are dead"! From this point alone, Conan knew the principle behind the subconscious and instinctive gathering of criminal gangs in one place.
No criminal soul in the body of a criminal can refuse a holy place of practice that increases the speed of developing criminal methods and tricks by 50%. Conan, who knew everything, didn't say much. After all, the new world line was like this. He just walked silently to the public telephone booth in Beika Town Park, and dialed the number of Beika Town Police Station. Then, holding the microphone in one hand and the red bow on his neck in the other, he said in a deep and magnetic adult male voice: "I am a good citizen of Beika Town. I want to report a criminal who is about to commit a crime. This criminal intends to avenge XXX. The targets of the planned revenge are three people. The method is XXX. He is currently in Beika Town Park. His height, appearance and clothing characteristics are as follows..." It turns out that it is better not to dwell on criminal plans and methods in public, because you cannot guarantee that when you are whispering subconsciously, there is a famous detective with extremely good hearing following behind you. Oh no, it's the brewery's newbie Edogawa Conan! Not long after, a police car teleported over and took the guy away. As for what would happen next, Conan had no control over it. The citizens walking in the Beikacho Park seemed to be accustomed to the Beikacho police officers teleporting out of the scene and taking away criminals, so they continued walking. However, some people with guilty consciences subconsciously stayed away. Playing with the voice-changing bow, Conan showed a satisfied expression. He was not a fool. Over the past few days, he had realized that the clothes he wore after opening his eyes in the new world line had a special mystery. Although Conan didn't understand where this set of equipment came from, no matter what, this set of equipment gave him the confidence to conduct an in-depth investigation and bring the Legion of Six-Six-Six Beasts to justice as much as possible. Yes, although Conan accepted the investigation task assigned by Gin, he had no intention of telling Gin the information, because he vaguely realized what actions Gin would take if he really obtained the information about the members of the Legion of Six-Six-Six Beasts. Conan's investigation continued, but the progress was rather mediocre. Although three criminals were identified, Conan soon determined that these criminals were not members of the Legion of Six-Six-Six Beasts, but criminals in other cases. After transforming into a bow and sending all the criminals away with righteous reporting, Conan fell into deep thought. As far as naked-eye observation is concerned, Conan did not gain much information. After all, according to Conan's detective experience and standards in the previous world line, even ordinary citizens of Beika Town looked quite suspicious. But precisely because of this, when everyone seemed suspicious, it was difficult to find anyone particularly suspicious, except, of course, those criminals who had been reported. Therefore, Conan relied more on his own supernatural powers to observe the criminal atmosphere in order to find clues, but this idea was also frustrated. If Beika Town Park is really the base of the Legion of Six-Six-Six Beasts, then given the recent activity of the Legion of Six-Six-Six Beasts, the crime atmosphere in Beika Town Park should not be so low, nor should it be so stable. If not to the point of being as violent as a dragon or a tiger, it should at least be as strong as a rainbow. Just as Conan was thinking, he inadvertently discovered that as time passed, the number of citizens walking in the park gradually decreased, and the number of homeless people gradually increased. Conan fell silent for a moment. With the frequent occurrence of cases in Beika Town, the real estate industry has been continuously turned into accident houses and has been in a state of decline. Other industries are not much better. No sane person would like to go to a restaurant where people have died from the toilet to the kitchen, or a barber shop where the barber's scissors have just pierced someone's heart. Although according to the current situation, the citizens of Beika Town will sooner or later get used to the fact that people have died in every consumer place and resume normal consumption and production, but at present, there are still a large number of companies and stores that are in operational difficulties. The Japanese government has been particularly slow in providing relief in this regard, or rather, it has already issued some relief policies, but the "window guidance" banking policy that the Japanese banking industry is proud of has diverted a large amount of bank security funds that should have been used for relief to those who are not short of money or to other profitable places, or even to overseas, resulting in the bankruptcy of businesses in financial difficulties that should have been rescued. Giving umbrellas when it is sunny and taking them away when it rains, saving the rich without any urgency and ignoring the urgency of the poor, this has become the norm in Japan's banking and financial industry. Even the prime minister's orders are ineffective. The national financial system, headed by the banking industry, has its own set of rules of the game that cannot be changed by a non-powerful prime minister. Conan didn't know this information originally, but when he slept outdoors in the park, he learned a lot of information that he didn't know before from the homeless people's loud chatter and cursing. Although this information is full of emotions, it is reliable because that is how many of those homeless people come from. When the business cannot continue and goes bankrupt, if you do not have much debt or still have some savings, you can still cope with it. At most you will suffer a little physical loss. But if you have debts before and your creditors come to your door, if you cannot repay them, your family will be separated in an instant and you will end up living on the streets! But regardless of all this, overall, the daytime in Beika Town Park is relatively normal, with many citizens and almost no homeless people, because they also have to find a way to go out and find something to eat. At night, these homeless people come back, and the citizens unconsciously show expressions of disgust or fear, and subconsciously avoid them. But at this moment, Conan had an idea! Then Conan subconsciously turned his head suddenly, fearing that a magic stick would fall from the sky and knock him to the ground. Fortunately, such outrageous things had not happened outside the criminal field. What did Conan think of? In fact, it is very simple. The Legion of Six-Six-Six Beasts is most likely hiding among these homeless people. In order to verify this, Conan approached the group of homeless people intentionally or unintentionally! Then, I met an acquaintance.
The homeless old man who once gave Conan a set of old clothes and some food, with gray hair and a haggard look, was using cardboard boxes to build a shelter from the wind. Conan originally wanted to find this acquaintance to inquire about the information, but he frowned when he saw this. He remembered that the old man had a tent before. Conan walked over and started chatting with the homeless old man. "Ah, Conan, it's you. You were talking about the tent. Yesterday, a bunch of bastards came to mess with me and broke my tent. Luckily, there were a few old friends there and they scared those people away. Really, kids nowadays are not the same as they were back then. They don't know what it means to respect the elderly. They are all worse than the other." Conan looked at the homeless old man's face and saw some bruises and scars. He remembered that when they parted last time, the homeless old man mentioned to him that some people had been doing bad things to homeless people at night recently. It seemed that the homeless old man had met these people yesterday. Fortunately, except for the damage to the tent, the old man seemed to be fine. Conan remained silent. If it were anyone else, he would have advised them to call the police. However, Conan knew that for the homeless group, this was meaningless to them, and might even make things worse. If the police really came, it was hard to say whether they could catch the perpetrators, but they would definitely take the lead in expelling these homeless people from the park, because Neon had a complete set of "support" policies for the homeless. As for where these homeless people can go or what they will encounter, the police don’t care. Conan did not want to question the law, but he also vaguely felt that the law was not omnipotent. Sometimes, when facing certain groups and certain things, there would be some limitations. As for whether these limitations could be improved, this was not a legal issue, but a question for the politicians who had the power to legislate. Faced with such an unsolvable reality, the only thing Conan could do was to quietly take out a large wad of money from his pocket, stuff it into the old man's arms, and then whispered: "Uncle, please leave Beika Town for now and see if you can start over. If it's not enough, I'll give you some more..." The organization is large and powerful. Although the tasks are heavy, they are not short of money and are willing to give money. Gin, as a senior cadre, is the same in this regard. He sent Conan to school, gave him hundreds of thousands of task funds, let him make friends, and then asked him to come to the park to investigate, and gave him hundreds of thousands of task funds again. Gin didn't actually count the exact amount. He just took out a wad of money and threw it over. His behavior was not a deliberate act of kindness, but just a habit. When organization members accept tasks, they will have basic task funds, and if the tasks are completed well, they will receive a lot of bonuses. If not, how can we support a group of brave and courageous soldiers? Although Conan is not an official member yet, Gin gives him a higher salary out of appreciation, but it is not a big deal because he paid for it himself. To be frank, when Conan was still Kudo Shinichi, although he had the support of two world-renowned bosses, Kudo Yusaku and Yukiko, his own pocket money was not as generous as it is now. He even felt that if he made up an excuse that a mission required a mere few million, big brother Gin would probably give him a box of cash without even blinking an eye! Of course, if the money does not play its due value, what Big Brother Gin will give is definitely not just a gentle verbal education! Although the undercover work is going smoothly now, Conan has a vague feeling that Gin's investigation of him is far from over. If he takes a wrong step, many things will be hard to predict. The homeless old man was surprised for a moment, and looked at the money in his arms, which was just "pocket money" for Conan, a newbie in the winery, but was already a "huge sum" for him. A complicated look flashed across his eyes, and he hesitated for a moment. Finally, he stuffed the money back into Conan's arms, and then said earnestly: "Conan, the world is in a mess these days. Don't take out so much money. It's not safe. I want to thank you for your kindness, but I'm old and can't walk much anymore. Besides, I can't let go of my old friends who used to drink with me..." In the old eyes, vicissitudes and fatigue coexist, and only when those old friends are mentioned, there is a ray of light! Conan remained silent, because he could understand that it was only at night when these homeless people gathered around the lanterns, listening to the radio, and then clinking glasses with each other and talking loudly over the food and drinks they earned from a day's work of picking up garbage, that they could get a little happiness and comfort when they were completely crushed by reality. It was at this moment that this group of homeless people, who were ignored by society and had basically cut off all social connections, began to look like living "people". After a long silence, Conan took out the money again and forced the old man to put it in his arms, then lowered his voice and said: "Uncle, don't refuse. As you said, the world is in chaos. Go buy some self-defense weapons. Legitimate defense is also allowed by law. If you don't have any channels, I... I do know something. Or, I can teach you how to make some self-defense equipment!" The people of Beika Town are so simple and honest that even housewives pushing baby strollers will look ferocious when strangers approach them while walking in the park, and then they will hold the knives hidden in their arms tightly. Being in this kind of environment and facing the social landscape of this new world line, Conan also feels it necessary to lower his own moral average. Ordinary citizens carry knives when they go out, but homeless men, who are more likely to face danger and have indeed faced some dangerous situations, carry a dozen samurai swords, five or six electric saws and some homemade Molotov cocktails with them, always ready for self-defense and emergency avoidance. This should be a very reasonable thing to do!
144. The True Identity of the Six-Six-Six Beasts This time it was the homeless old man's turn to be silent. He looked at Conan deeply! Conan's eyes were sincere. Out of his own morality, he was willing to repay the old man for his kindness in providing him with clothes and meals. Also out of his own justice, he could not bear to see the homeless man being attacked by evil. "The world is indeed in chaos, and self-defense is still necessary. Conan, I accept your kindness. You haven't eaten yet, are you interested in coming over for a meal?" Conan still wanted to gather some information, which was no problem at all. Then, the homeless old man took Conan to where other homeless people gathered. The other homeless people didn't care much. After they cleaned up their own nests, they couldn't wait to start the rare happy time of the day. An old radio played music and cans of cheap beer clinked.