Chapter 2 Chapter 2 Vodka: Why do people bully the honest ones...

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Mo Shiyu is a time traveler. When he traveled through time, it was still 8 years before the beginning of the Conan plot.

He was a rare person wearing such clothes. He came to Neon for a trip during the freshman holiday. As soon as he got off the plane, he found that he had traveled through time.

A man with only 5,000 yen as his only possessions, even his suitcase was stuck at the airport in another world, and he began his difficult survival in another world.

With no money, no place to stay, and no ability to speak the language, even surviving in Japan is a problem, let alone getting into the main storyline of Conan.

Just when Mo Shiyu was about to starve to death, God finally gave him a golden finger called "God's Wheel".

The specific function is to unlock the wheel through the favorability of the original characters and draw special character tags.

Every time he accumulates 1,000 points, he can draw a character tag.

When he was a novice, he had one free card draw opportunity, and Mo Shiyu regarded this opportunity as a life-saving straw.

He is really starving to death!

However, Mo Shiyu had no idea at the time. Even after traveling through time and space, he encountered such an incredible start. He probably wouldn't be lucky enough to draw cards either. How sad.

He drew an incredible character card.

【Born Victim SSR】

[Tag description: You are a child from an ordinary family, but you are born with a unique ability.

You are a born victim.

All people with criminal tendencies will have a strange liking for you.

They will stalk you, imprison you, and hurt you fanatically, even if it's just the first time they see you.

You are the criminals' muse, they are obsessed with you and eager to pull you down from the altar. The more you cry and beg for mercy, the more they will not let you go.

At some point, you also seemed a little off.]

Mo Shiyu was stunned after seeing this.

Why did Goldfinger Mud try to murder me?

Mo Shiyu found that external forces were of no help and were even holding him back, so he finally accepted his fate and started to take care of himself.

He applied to a language school and worked part-time while preparing for the entrance exam to a university in Japan.

——

With the binding of this character card, Mo Shiyu's hair and eye colors gradually changed from black to smoky gray.

The role of cards also began to be reflected.

At first, Mo Shiyu didn't know how useful a card could be until he started to be frequently followed while attending a language school and was harassed by text messages and phone calls every day.

He chose to call the police, and the police did catch one or two people, but the situation didn't stop for long before new stalkers appeared.

One day, he returned to his rental house after school and found that the door had been pried open. When he opened the door, he saw the wardrobe and balcony had been ransacked, and the walls were covered with confessions and threatening words carved with a knife.

Hello, beautiful!

I like you so much

I'm willing to do anything for you

You smiled at others again

【Why do you seduce so many people every day? 】

You can only be with me

[I'm sorry I took your clothes, I didn't think you needed them]

The situation became more and more serious, Mo Shiyu felt frightened, and he urgently wanted to throw away the character card.

However, the character card drawn for free is bound to his body by default and cannot be gotten rid of no matter how hard you try.

Mo Shiyu: Why didn’t you tell me earlier?!

Later, because of this damn label, he was captured by an organization member who suddenly became ill after seeing him and was taken into the organization.

This member of the organization is the "Doctor" who just died in the abandoned factory.

Mo Shiyu was hidden in the laboratory of this sadistic researcher for a long time.

Until one day, he finally managed to escape, but the price was that he could no longer leave the organization.

To this day, he still makes a living in the organization.

Mo Shiyu extremely hates this character card, and he urgently wants to change the current situation.

Unlike the free but disappointing version, the new cards drawn from the wheel exchanged by favorability will no longer be forced to be bound. Instead, the host can decide whether to bind the original body or generate a new vest.

1000 favorability points, exchange for one chance to spin the wheel.

Mo Shiyu has already experienced the unreliability of the golden finger, but in order to escape from the organization alive, he can only choose to turn the wheel again.

The only consolation is that this group of criminals on the black side have a natural liking for him, and their liking is growing rapidly, but this will also bring trouble.

Mo Shiyu tried to find a balance that would steadily increase their favorability without causing them to turn evil, but this took longer than he thought.

Two years later, he finally accumulated a chance to spin the wheel.

Mo Shiyu drove the car to the riverside, opened the door, and leaned against it in the late night breeze.

He exhaled, his eyes running over his existing character tags.

“…”

The scene just now flashed before his eyes. The doctor stared at him intently, with that stubborn look that never changed, and he never looked away until his death.

This is the twisted love of criminals.

Mo Shiyu took a deep breath.

He couldn't get through even one day of this horrible life!

He rubbed his hands clean, clasped his hands together and prayed devoutly, then pressed the wheel button.

Come on, I don’t ask for anything awesome, I just want a normal person card!

【Drawing cards now.】

【Confirm the card draw.】

【The wheel points consumed are 1000 points.】

[Points Balance: 5]

The wheel in front of me started to roll.

【The card was successfully drawn.】

"..." Mo Shiyu looked at the new label instructions and his face gradually turned darker.

What is this? he thought.

He asked for so little! So little!

Just then, the phone in my pocket rang.

The winery member looked at his pocket with a terrifying look in his eyes.

Rum sat in the speeding car, calmly looking through the interrogation materials that Vodka had just sent him, while calling Valentine.

As a result, the call was hung up after just one ring.

The second-in-command of the organization: “…”

A vein popped out on his head as another call came in.

This time, he answered. The voice on the other end was soft and beautiful, but the tone was dark and resentful. "Hello."

Rum was startled by the tone and subconsciously glanced at the phone screen to make sure he had dialed the right number.

No, what kind of attitude is this?

He thought it was a ghost who answered the phone!

He remembered that this bottle of wine had a good temper. Could it be that he had just woken up? Was he in a bad mood after waking up?

However, no matter what the reason, you can't treat your boss like this!

Rum was furious, but he decided to wait and see before getting angry. He said in an androgynous synth voice, "Valentine, are you unhappy?"

The person on the other end of the phone responded a little slowly with a soft, charming voice.

"No, Rum, I'm very happy, very happy, so happy that I can't wait to dance a samba. Do you want to join me?"

Rum: "...No, thank you."

The impatient second-in-command thought about whether he should not call his subordinate after 12 o'clock in the morning, giving the mentally unstable subordinate time to go crazy late at night.

However, the evil capitalist hesitated for only 0.01 seconds before continuing with his righteous indignation.

"I received the information from the interrogation just now. You are responsible for filling in the gaps on the Japanese side."

Mo Shiyu gritted his teeth.

He worked overtime until late at night, and his boss was not at all sympathetic. He even called him and asked him to go on a business trip across the country the next day.

He really wanted to say with backbone, "Get lost, I quit, whatever happens to me."

But he took a look at the newly drawn garbage card and finally regained his precarious sanity.

No, I can’t beat the winery, so I can only keep living.

"Time is money, Valentine, hurry up."

"……clear."

Mo Shiyu hung up the phone. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He picked up a stone and struggled to the surface of the lake in the distance.

The stone created more than a dozen splashes of water.

As if sensing Mo Shiyu's mood, the wheel in front of him uttered a word cautiously.

[Host, would you like to bind the new card to the main body, or create a new vest? ]

Mo Shiyu took a deep breath and said, "The latter."

[Yes, the second vest has entered the warehouse and can be deployed at any time.]

【Wish you a pleasant use. 】

Damn you, Mo Shiyu gave Zhuan Lun the middle finger, got into the car, and slammed the door shut.

The next second, he noticed something and suddenly turned his head.

——

The night is dark.

A black Porsche 356A sped past on the highway around the lake.

A shadow suddenly flashed across the corner of his eye. Gin, who was sitting in the passenger seat, turned his head slightly and looked at the figure standing by the lake.

The man was tall and leaned against the car behind him in a relaxed posture, with his back to them, as if looking at the lake.

The long ash-gray hair fluttered gently in the night wind.

It's Valentine.

"..." Gin narrowed his eyes slightly and said something silently.

Vodka, who was driving, didn't hear clearly, so he turned around and asked in confusion, "Brother, what did you say just now?"

When he turned around, he also saw Mo Shiyu by the lake.

"Hey, isn't that Valentine?"

Vodka liked Valentin quite a bit. He slowed down the car, looked over there a few more times, and teased him in a relaxed tone.

"With his pig-like temperament, how could he still have the leisure to enjoy the scenery instead of going back to sleep?"

"Brother, should we go say hello?"

Although Vodka always calls Valentine a piglet, he actually means it more in a joking way.

Valentine is a very easy guy to get along with, but he is a little slow in speaking and doing things.

Everyone knows his history with the Doctor, and everyone is waiting for Valentine to get rid of the Doctor after he climbs to a high position.

Some people even went to test Valentine to see if he would help them suppress the doctor in order to please him.

But Valentine didn't take any action. He was really slow-tempered.

Vodka always thought that Valentin no longer cared about the past.

It was not until tonight, when he saw Valentine's appearance, that he realized that he had actually been remembering that humiliating memory.

It's not that he won't do it.

But once you do it, you will kill your enemy.

Vodka recalled what the young man looked like not long ago.

The young man squatted on the ground, his eyes slightly lowered, his long hair draped over his back, his smoky-gray eyes were so dark that they could not be blurred. Because of the light, his pupils had a hint of blue, like a faint blue rose glowing in the dark night.

"Doctor, I'm very grateful to you."

His hands were dripping with the blood of his enemy, and the arc of his smile was extremely cold, yet happy.

"Thank you for having the courage to betray the organization. You finally gave me the opportunity for revenge."

…

But in the blink of an eye, Valentine on the riverside seemed to have finished watching the night view, turned around, opened his car door, and got in.

Interestingly, before getting in, he gave the Hudson River a fierce middle finger.

Honestly, it's kind of cute.

Vodka felt like he must be crazy, otherwise why would the word "cute" pop up in his tough guy head?

Although he always thought Valentine was cute.

Although it is said that a large number of people in the organization share the same idea as him.

Well……

Just when tough guy Vodka was doubting his life, Valentin, who was sitting in the driver's seat in the car opposite, suddenly turned his head, and their eyes met through the half-open window.

"ah."

Vodka scratched his head and was discovered.

He didn't care and just smiled and waved over there.

The young man with ash-gray hair also waved at him, a smile on his lips, and mouthed something nonchalantly.

"What did he say?" Vodka tried hard to see Valentine's mouth shape.

Gin, who was beside him, took a cigarette, lit it, and laughed through his nose.

"He said you were going to hit the streetlight ahead, Vodka."

Vodka was startled and turned around and slammed the steering wheel: "..."

It clearly wasn't about to hit the streetlight! The front of the car didn't even tilt!

Well, Valentin, you are such a bad guy!

It scared the honest man to death!